Spirit Sword Sovereign

Van Gogh’s words, let Van Gogh no robbers, immediately, a laughter sound, from his mouth, bright and resounding in the entire Wanjian Hall.

After a while, Van Gogh stopped the laughter, and said with disdain: “I admit that Luoyun does have some means, but with his strength, it is impossible to know without anyone knowing it. God does not know how to steal the spiritual and cultivate resources.”

“This Wanjian Mountain is shrouded in a sword array. The power of these sword arrays doesn’t require me to say a lot. You also know deeply that it is Luoyun. Even if you are, you can’t force it hard. Don’t say secretly stealing.”

After the van Gogh was finished, I saw that there was still doubt in the absence of Fan. I couldn’t help but laugh. I saw that he had walked to the front of Van Gogh, and his right hand opened, revealing a gray and black sword.

“this is ……” Van Gogh suddenly stunned.

“When Luoyun left Wanjiange, I planted a sword on him and could control his whereabouts anytime and anywhere. During his learning through experience, I didn’t feel that he returned to Wanjiange. “Van van Gogh is full of self-confidence and said that he did not realize that the sword he was proud of, from the very beginning, was broken by Chu Xingyun.

“Or the owner has a foresight.”

Such a voice, let Van Gogh give up the idea, he paused for a while, and then asked: “Since the owner has planted a sword seal, why not directly track the whereabouts of Luoyun?”

“Since Luoyun entered the secret of the ancient star, this sword seal lost its usefulness. No matter how I motivated it, it could not resonate. It must be the vision of the ancient world and destroy the integrity of the seal.” Van Gogh sighed and said, he did not want to use the sword seal to track the whereabouts of Chu Xingyun, but the sword seal has been destroyed, there is no movement.

Van Gogh is also quite sighed and lost, sighing and saying: “I thought that after Luoyun won the championship, Wan Jiange will usher in the rising day, didn’t expect, just a few days, there have been so many things. “”

“It is true that these things happened too suddenly and were unexpected.” Van Gogh did not rob the micro-closed eyes. When he opened it, he swept away the helplessness on his face. Lightly said: “In any case, Luo Yun will help us. Got the top of the six Great Competition.”

“Although his whereabouts are unknown, the initiative in resource allocation is owned by us. As long as we make good use of this decade, our Wanjiange can still rise strongly!”

If there is no robbery in Brahman, he is very confident and full of enthusiasm, so that Van Gogh has no help but also no help.

As for the encounter with the smashing of the sky in the Star City, the Brahman did not mention it.

In his eyes, the appearance of Yan Tianchong is just a coincidence. It has nothing to do with Chu Xingyun, and it is even more impossible to be a helper of Chu Xingyun.

In view of this, since he returned to Wanjiange, he completely forgot the excise of Zhai Tianchong, and regarded the latter as a hidden powerhouse that traveled to the world, not remembered in the heart.

The two continued to talk for a long time. After Van Gogh left, Van Gogh did not rob, but he did not leave. He stood quietly in the middle of the main hall, looked up, his eyes flashed bright glow, and he seemed to be thinking about it.

On the sun, Xishan, a round of chastity Ming Yue, slowly floated on the center of the nightingale.

The night fell, and the entire Wanjian Pavilion was shrouded, eliminating the hustle and bustle of the day, and let everyone enter the dreamland quietly.

At this time, Van Gogh did not rob the closed eyes, and suddenly slammed open, the sword light passed, and the silence of the night was broken.

He lifts the head and looks at the night, then the figure flashes and runs away from the Wanjian Hall.

What makes people feel weird is that Brahman’s manners are very careful. The figure is between the flashes, and it is more careful to hide the atmosphere of own. Just like the Specter, it floats quietly in the dark.

In the end, he was at the bottom of a cliff.

Van Gogh did not rob the scrutiny of all around, seeing no one to follow, this secretly sighed, the right palm flipped, a flashing gloomy sword shadow emerged.

This sword shadow is like a cloud, as if it disappears anytime and anywhere. When you touch the cliff, the sorrowful sword light easily falls into the cliff. At the same time, a resplendent dazzling halo emerges from the mountain wall. Appeared in front of the vanity.

Van Gogh did not hesitate, stepped toward the glow, and when his figure was completely immersed in the halo, the halo suddenly disappeared, and the whole side was restored, and the original appearance was restored.

After entering the halo, Van Gogh did not feel robbed, and after a while, the ray of light gradually faded.

In his vision, there was an open flat, empty sky, with a thick mist, and at first glance, like the Immortal Realm, there was a sense of mystery everywhere.

On the flat, the scenery is quite different.

I saw the flat land of the vast vast, and inserted the handle of the sword, or the heavy sword, or the sword, or the long sword, the number is huge, it is like a forest, everywhere, a glance Can’t see the end.

This space, there seems to be no living, absurd, Chaos, nothing, no moon in the sky, only countless swords.

Van Gogh is no stranger to this place, walking straight ahead.

In front of him, on the ridiculous land, a sword of Lingtian, inserted there, like the exposition of the ancient Eternal, wearing a cloud, has been standing here.

On the sword of Ling Tian, ​​there is a sword intent of endless light, as if this sword is the incarnation, peak, Eternal of light, just look at it, as if you can feel a peak sword light skyrocketing, To destroy the nine.

Under the Lingtian sword, there is a stone platform on top of the stone platform. There is a middle-aged man sitting on the white clothed, negative sword, his existence, giving a very weird feeling. It seems that it is not the existence, it has been integrated into the sword light.

If Chu Xingyun is here too, he will be able to recognize at a glance when he sees this white clothed middle-aged, this person is the sword spirit of the legendary Ancient Sword.

As soon as he saw the white clothed middle age, the pace of Brahman’s robbery slowed down. When he walked to the stone platform, he was the head of the Wanjiange, and he was slightly stunned. Lightly said: “Late night visit, still look old Ancestor forgives crimes.”

In the past, the legendary Ancient Sword and the Black Hole heavy sword were defeated. After the defeat, the sword spirit feared the power of the Black Hole heavy sword, and abandoned the swordsman, and escaped, and created the Wanjian Pavilion.

To a certain extent, sword spirit is the original owner of Wan Jiange, and it is only natural that Van Gogh does not rob him as an old ancestor.

“Wan Jiange has such a major event, you come late at night, it is understandable.” White clothed middle-aged opened his eyes, the voice, but also a hint of helpless color.

He said: “Since I created Wanjiange, I have guarded the sword and silently guarded Wanjiange. But this time, it was quite strange, even I could not find the theft.”

“Even the old ancestor can’t be broken, can it be that, the thief is the Martial Emperor powerhouse?” At this hearing, Van Gogh was panicked.

White clothed The middle-aged is the sword spirit of the legendary Ancient Sword. It is a powerful and powerful person. It is the light of the peak. He can avoid his investigations, and the people who steal the thief are probably only the Martial Emperor powerhouse.

“Is Martial Emperor powerhouse, I don’t know, but I am aware of the theft of the Spirit.” White clothed middle-aged paused, complexion suddenly became dignified, said: “It seems to be a python, all black, looks It’s very ordinary, but this python can feed on the pulse, and it can also be used to make the spirits come true.”

“Through the spiritual pulse, can you still be spiritual?” Fan is not incredible, but he knows that white clothed will never be deceived in the middle age. In the world, there is such a strange Spirit Beast, he is still first I heard it.

“Since the old ancestor found this python, why not make a move, kill it on the spot?” Van Gogh stunned the shock, quite puzzled looking at the white clothed middle age.

But see white clothed, the middle-aged silence for a long time, the face, without a warning, revealing a bitter smile, but unfortunately spoke: “This is a big deal, I don’t dare to kill it.”