Two words echoed over the fifth abyss.

you guess.

Bai Yi left, and Sword Slave left, as if he had never been here.

The fifth demon god sat on the throne with a gloomy expression.

"Real...False...False...Real..."

He couldn't tell.

At this moment, he truly understood what it meant to be "unconscious of being a guest in a dream".

Unfortunately, it's too late.

...

Lan Banxian walked with Ye Bai, following behind his second brother.

Ye Bai couldn't help but sigh, "How handsome."

"Handsome?"

Lan Banxian smiled at the corner of his mouth,

"There are more handsome ones."

Ye Bai's eyes lit up, "Let me see?"

"good."

Lan Banxian nodded and said seriously,

"Did you know that Wan Tianqing has four ways to draw his sword?"

Ye Bai:......

If you want to talk about this, then I'm going to be sleepy!

Slipping away.

There are actually four moves to win over the sky!

frenzied!

Are you planning to have some fun?

Learning how to save the world once was already a huge burden on Ye Bai's heart!

Do you know how much of a psychological shadow one move will leave on a level 200 strongest seed?

A traceless voice came from the front,

"On the day when the Heavenly King Sword appears in the First Abyss, I will teach you again."

Ye Bai felt his scalp numb for a moment and could only agree.

"good!"

After this trip to the abyss, Ye Bai deeply realized his own weakness.

There is no way, whether it is Xue Meng, Jiu Ye, Xiaoyao, or Wuhen, they are all strong men who have been famous for many years.

Regardless of strength or talent, these people are the best.

There are also two powerful ones among them.

Compared with these people, Ye Bai is only temporarily dim.

High EQ: Ye Bai is the weakest

Low emotional intelligence: Ye Bai has the greatest room for improvement

"It's time to go back."

I don't know if it was Ye Bai's illusion or his eyesight.

The already blurry traceless figure in front seemed to become lighter.

Lan Banxian stood in front of Ye Bai, blocking Ye Bai's sight and making a gesture of invitation.

"this way please."

During this time together, Ye Bai probably also figured out some of the relationships between the characters.

The relationship between Lan Banxian and Wuhen should be like the relationship between Jiuye and Nightmare.

We are close friends with each other and treat each other with sincerity and sincerity.

After the battle with the most powerful demon god, the most powerful humans will have some problems.

The ones who really help them manage their forces and deal with various urgent matters are the people who follow them.

Master Jiu is in charge of [Shadow], and Lan Banxian is in charge of [Sword Slave].

The Pavilion of All Things... is taken care of by the goblin brother?

Zhao Qian, the master of the Pavilion of All Things, is a ninth-level God of War. Apart from his daily dealings with Shura in the secret trading realm, he has little reputation.

Zhao Qian is also an interesting person. It is said that he is only interested in money.

From these three people, we can actually see the profound background of the most powerful people.

Among the three, Jiuye deserves to be the first in terms of strength, Lan Banxian is second, and Zhao Qian is at the bottom.

The ranking of the three parties should also be like this.

Ye Bai, who was politely seen off by Lan Banxian, did not forget to turn around and shout in the direction of Wuhen,

"Second brother, see you later!"

“My deskmate and I are both your fans!”

Second brother?

Hearing the name that came out of Ye Bai's mouth, Wuhen was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Interesting boy.

It's not as boring as that piece of wood Taoist priest.

Lan Banxian took Shura away, and Wuhen walked alone in the void, with figures of sword slaves emerging around him.

Whatever He did, there would be a sword slave holding a green bamboo tube who would write down every word and deed.

This habit of Wuhen also affected Lan Banxian.

On some occasions, Lan Banxian will also ask the sword slave to record one or two.

For example, just now, Lan Banxian defeated Shura.

Wuhen suddenly stopped, and all the sword slaves also stopped.

"remember."

"I learned a little about swordsmanship and passed it on to my adopted son to count the swordsmanship."

After saying that, the swordsman in white disappeared from the place, and the sword slave also left with him.

...

On the remains of the Stitched Abyss.

"One hundred and six! One hundred and six!"

Xue Meng waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, his face full of excitement.

The sledgehammer is 80. Xue Meng feels that Fang Tian’s painting of the halberd is double the happiness, at least 160!

Every time he swings a blow, part of the abyss plane will disintegrate in the void, and the original power will dissipate.

The Suture Abyss, which was about to evolve into a large abyss plane, had shrunk in half in a short time.

According to Xue Meng's progress, it would be completely purified in less than half a day.

brush--

Countless white sword energy came out vertically and horizontally, grinding everything into powder, and the remaining abyssal plane was instantly purified.

In the middle of this sword energy storm, a figure in white emerged.

"Second father?"

Xue Meng subconsciously hid Fang Tian's painted halberd behind his back, fearing that his second father would see him.

Wuhen said casually, "The weapon is good, what's its name? Who gave it to me?"

Xue Meng honestly confessed, "It was a gift from Shura, Fang Tian's painted halberd."

He quickly added,

"I bought it with money, not as a gift!"

Shura only gave Xue Meng three things:

Bill, bill, or bill on horseback!

Shura gave him one-third of the Fourth Demonic Turtle, causing Xue Meng to declare bankruptcy.

I don’t know how much Xue Meng will have to pay for a Fangtian Painted Halberd!

Fortunately, Xue Meng was smart and made a lot of money in the Suture Abyss plane this time.

"Look carefully, this sword [Nanke], this sword [Huangliang]."

With that said, Wuhen slashed out two swords.

Xue Meng's eyes instantly became serious, staring at the two sword lights until they completely disappeared into the void.

"Have you learned it?"

Xue Meng nodded, "I learned it."

Xue Meng's talent in swordsmanship was second to none in the world.

He is the only fierce man who can learn more than 30,000 traceless swords.

Of course, there are not many people in the entire human race who are willing to teach swordsmanship to Wuhen.

Wuhen slashed out four swords one after another,

"With this sword, I didn't realize I was a guest in my dream."

"This sword is a moment of pleasure."

"This sword is like a flower falling on flowing water and disappearing in spring."

"This sword is in heaven and earth."

Xue Meng scratched his head, seeming to be recalling something, and fell into deep thought.

Along with thinking, his hands moved involuntarily.

In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.

The flowing water and falling flowers are gone in spring, and the world is in heaven and earth.

These four sentences are all poems written by Li Yu, the later master of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

He danced Fang Tian's painted halberd tens of thousands of times, slashing out streak after streak of blood energy.

It wasn't until Xue Meng was covered in sweat and steaming that he stopped.

"Learned."

"good."

After saying that, Wuhen disappeared from the place, and his figure seemed to fade a bit.

Xue Meng was not surprised. He carried Fang Tian's painted halberd and the bloody sledgehammer, and rushed back towards Blue Star.

He looked happy and kept mumbling,

“This time I’ll make a fortune!”

"Go home, go home!"

...

The wind was so fast that Ye Bai felt that the scenery around him kept moving backwards.

"Lao Jiu is already waiting for you on the other side of the portal."

Lan Banxian said,

"I will ask Xue Meng to deliver the sword box that I promised you."

"Thanks!"

Ye Bai is very polite.

The two of them continued on their way. The earlier they returned to Blue Star, the safer Ye Bai felt.

Master Jiu, I'm back!

...

Outside the Eternal Tower, there is the Eternal Forest.

When Ying Jiu left, he was a little surprised.

"Strange, why is Madman Huo silent?"

Logically speaking, if he appeared nearby, Madman Huo should provoke him.

Being so quiet doesn't suit Madman Huo's character.

Don't worry about all that for now, go pick up that boy Shura.

With nightmares staring at him, Madman Huo can't make any waves.

Deep in the eternal forest, terrifying pressure came, and no one dared to approach.

Even a strong man at the God of War level will feel the trembling from the depths of his soul when faced with this pressure.

The coffin boards were thrown aside casually, and the black coffin lay upside down on the ground.

There was no one in the black coffin.

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