Fix your sister's fairy

"Buzz ——!"

At the moment when the confrontation was about to be confronted, in an instant, dozens of black lights swept in front of Yi Haoran's fingers, knocking the sword qi that was about to burst out crookedly, causing the sword qi to rush straight into the sky, tearing a huge ravine on the wall of the well, and disappearing into the wellhead at a high place.

And the appearance of the black light also appeared, it was a series of blue and black chains, and the chains pierced straight into the wall of the ancient well at the other end, and a "wall" composed of chains was horizontal between Yi Haoran and Xiao Yan.

"......" Yi Haoran had a trace of pity in his eyes.

In an instant, the sword light in the entire ancient well was shattered, and hundreds of flying swords fell to the ground in unison, and everything returned to calm.

Yi Haoran paused, and looked sideways at the ancient sword that activated the chains, with a calm expression.

"The only physique that can be compared to the innate sword fetal dao body is the innate sword fetal dao body. Yi Haoran said softly, "He too, you chose him." "

The ancient sword did not respond, and his actions proved everything, and the broken sword body began to be repaired like a return to light, and within a moment it was back to the heyday of sword intent.

He is showing, showing himself to Xiao Yan.

Pull me.

Gu Jian said.

There is no transmission of any voice, nor any fluctuation of divine consciousness, the "words" of the ancient sword are transmitted with the sword intent, as long as the person who is naturally sensitive to the way of the sword can hear the "words" of the ancient sword

000 Yi Haoran heard it, and Xiao Yan also heard it.

This sentence was naturally said to Xiao Yan.

The chains were between the two, and the blue-black chains released a faint black chill, even if it was Yi Haoran, he would not touch it easily, which was enough to show the determination of the ancient sword to protect Xiao Yan.

Yi Haoran's hand was lightly resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist, the pale golden dragon swirled around his fingers, and his gaze fell on the Five Ancient Sword Sword Formation around Xiao Yan behind the "wall", and he was very interested in this sword formation.

There are not many things that can interest Yi Haoran, but if there is anything, he has obtained it or destroyed it.

But today was an exception, Yi Haoran glanced at the ancient sword and then turned his head and walked towards the stairs leaving the ancient well.

He is not a villain who is so shameless that he turns his face and denies people after confessing his feelings, Gu Jian gave him what he wants today, and now he will pay off this favor at one time.

The ancient sword protects the new master, and he will not kill Xiao Yan today.

But next time, it won't be that simple.

Xiao Yan silently looked at Yi Haoran's departing back, and the extreme sword intent condensed by the five ancient swords also dissipated, and he looked up in a daze at the hideous ravine on the wall of the ancient well that seemed to have been torn apart by the Open Heaven Axe, this was just a random sword intent from the other party.

He didn't even draw his sword.

"He's very strong, even I (bjfd) rarely have such an amazing talent in the fairy world. The voice of the elder in the ring sounded faintly, "The most important thing is ...... He has the same appearance as you. "

"Master, didn't you say that the Innate Sword Fetal Dao came out of one in ten thousand years, why is it so worthless when you come to me. Xiao Yan was a little speechless, feeling that his self-confidence was hit by his eyes.

"That's true...... But I haven't had such a physique for tens of millions of years, so three at a time today...... In the past, the person who fought against this person at the Immortal Ascension Conference was not unexpected, and he was also an innate sword fetal Dao body. There was some helplessness in the old saying, and he couldn't even smile bitterly.

The so-called innate sword fetal Dao body has appeared three times in history, the first is the ancient sword emperor who broke the barbarian tribes with a sword in ancient times, the second time is the sword immortal who has been floating in the world with a sword for more than 10 million years, and the third time is also famous for sword poetry, Li Taibai and Li Jianxian, who have already drunk and chanted poems to transform feathers and ascend to immortals.

And Xiao Yan is the fourth known, at that time, he was regarded as the genius of sword cultivation in the world, and he was destined to go to the fairy world with the Sword Emperor and the Sword Immortal to raise wine and discuss the sword...... But until I met Yi Haoran and Cheng Jingyu.

"There are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river, one day I will defeat him." Xiao Yan bowed his head, and there was a stubborn and determined aura around his body, and five ancient swords stood beside him and groaned softly, as if witnessing his unyielding oath.

When Xiao Yan raised his head again, his eyes were full of confidence.

"How do you feel like you've been saying this more and more lately? The old man in the ring quipped.

"It's always a good thing to plant more flags...... Xiao Yan touched the back of his head and said, "I always feel that every time I finish reading this sentence, I will add some very powerful buffs." "

My own apprentice is saying strange things again. Ji Lao shook his head and thought, anyway, it wasn't once or twice.

After that, Xiao Yan cleaned up his mood and turned around and looked solemnly at the ancient sword, the ancient sword had been calling him, at this time, he had to start preparing to harvest what might be the greatest treasure in the abyss of all worlds.

Xiao Yan walked slowly towards the ancient sword, during which the sword array around him always maintained a state of readiness, always on guard against any unexpected state, and finally Xiao Yan stood in front of the ancient sword, stretched out his hand and gently held the hilt of the ancient sword, cool, and even a little cold touch made him shudder.

At this moment, the old man sitting like a statue next to him opened his eyes.

Cold, calm, as if the sight of seeing through the years penetrated the space, fell again on this world, fell on the ...... Xiao Yan's body.

In the blood-colored realm here, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and the red mist melted into the air and drifted like silk, pulling out a phantom that would disappear at the touch of catkins.

The blood-red earth is extremely quiet, a red poppy flower is swaying in the wind, the red petals are shaking, and the heart-warming shimmer permeates the lace of the whole flower, which also lays the foundation that this is a good spiritual grass.

"Do you dare to take out such a low-end trap and be embarrassed? "

The sound of clear footsteps in the blood mist came, and a figure walked out of the blood, this person was covered in a golden armor shawl and royal robe, a dark green long sword kicked in his hand, a golden tiger talisman hung on his waist, and the invisible imperial road coercion permeated a range of tens of meters, and a pair of proud eyes were full of majestic looks.

This person is Zhao Mad, after Changfeng Gate entered the ancient city, he divided several waves to the three pillars of light to seek opportunities, and Zhao Mad found the side of this blood-colored pillar of light.

There were also hundreds of Changfeng Gate monks who came here with Zhao Mad, but as soon as they entered the blood-colored realm around this blood-colored light pillar, the team of hundreds of people quietly dispersed, and because the visibility of the existence of the blood mist was basically zero, the sound and divine consciousness were also blocked, and no one knew what great horror was hidden in the blood mist.

The blood mist devoured every living creature that entered it as if it were magical.

"Is it ...... underground?"

Zhao Madness approached and stared at the blood-colored poppy, his gaze slowly shifted to the ground, and he sneered and raised the tip of his long sword to aim at it.

The tiger talisman flickered on his waist, and the roar of a soldier suddenly sounded in the air, and dozens of golden lights and shadows transformed into armored divine soldiers, forming a triangular phalanx and rushing towards the blood-colored poppy.

Sure enough, when the golden divine soldiers reached the poppy flower, the ground on the ground suddenly cracked a hideous crack, and a scarlet killing Gu appeared from the ground!

The divine soldiers shouted to kill the former servants and killed the Gu one after another, and each of the divine soldiers had the power of the vast period, tearing the killing Gu to pieces alive with one sword and one sword, but Zhao Mad on the side frowned deeply.

The Killing Gu crashed to the ground, its whole body was blood-colored and variegated, it looked like a blood-colored shadow at first glance, but after it died, it did turn into a mist like a shadow and re-melt into the blood mist of the air......

The poppy flower lay quietly on the ground, indicating that there had indeed been a killing Gu before.

Blood mist, there are oddities. _

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