Renegade Immortal

Xu Liguo, dumbfounded, turned his eyes... and said carefully, "That... master, what is the ancient sword intention?"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly and said: "You feel the martial arts. The Saint King of Heaven and Earth created the Holy King. He will kill the God at night, and the God's Seal Throne will ask for the devil, and he will be the strongest in the Ninth Heaven. The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty abandoned the young master and used the force of heaven and earth to kill the god and seal the throne of the god at night. He asked the devil to be proud of the world and the strongest in the ninth heaven. You know!" As he said this, he grabbed Xu Liguo with his right hand and was immediately caught in the void. A beam of light shot out of Zhou Yi's eyes and fell into Xu Liguo instantly.

Xu Liguo's body trembled and confusion appeared in his eyes. He clearly felt that at this moment, countless mixed information was poured directly into his body from nothingness. He even felt that he had not become a demon but was still a Nascent Soul monk. , that feeling of Yuanying leaving the body.

He gradually became lost in it.

Zhou Yi let go and the sparkle in his eyes dissipated. He looked a little tired. Giving his inheritance to others so directly would be a kind of spiritual harm to him, but he didn't care about it. Wang Lin could save himself despite dangers. Then he can do it without caring about the difficulties of inheritance and fulfill Wang Lin's sword spirit.

"Wang Lin, you are a rebellious spirit by nature. You have to be careful in the future, but don't take it too seriously. When I gave him the inheritance, I have already left a hint of it. If he betrays you in the future, the inheritance will be It will come back!"

Wang Lin looked at Zhou Yi. The tiredness on his face made Wang Lin sigh deeply. He clasped his fists and said softly: "Senior, thank you!" This is evident from the fact that he was given to Wang Lin as a servant.

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "As long as Ting'er can wake up, this inheritance will be useless to me. Wang Lin, I only ask you one thing, help me find Ting'er's father!"

Wang Lin paused for a long time and nodded.

A smile appeared on Zhou Yi's face, and he grabbed it with his right hand. The fairy sword that Xu Liguo had previously possessed immediately flew into Zhou Yi's hand. He took the friend, took a deep breath, and suddenly slapped it!

With this beat, the fairy sword immediately buzzed violently, and a strange aura emitted from the sword and dissipated in the surroundings. Zhou Yi's face was extremely pale, and his body gradually became illusive. It took him a while to recover.

"Senior Zhou Yi, you" Wang Lin lost his voice and said. He didn't expect that Zhou Yi would be like this!

"From now on, there are only three Rain Swords! As for this sword, it belongs to you. Neither the previous Sword Spirit nor the Rain Sword Spirit after me have any rights anymore.

Go control this sword! "

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he threw the fairy sword towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin caught it with gratitude in his eyes. Zhou Yi’s behavior can be said to be a huge gift! There are four Fairy Swords of Rain. Even if they are snatched away, as long as Zhou Yi is around, the sword will only be temporarily controlled by whoever takes it away. Once they meet Zhou Yi, they will immediately switch sides!

Even if Zhou Yi is gone, if one day the female corpse in white wakes up, Si Yang can create the sword spirit of the Fairy Rain Sword again, continue to receive the inheritance of the so-called ancient sword intention, and can still control the four Fairy Rain Swords!

It can be said that these four fairy swords of rain. Life after life, countless reincarnations, they all belong to the sword spirit and the female corpse in white!

But at this moment, everything changed. At that moment, Zhou Yi, as the sword spirit and the inheritor of the ancient sword spirit, broke away the imprints of countless reincarnations on the fairy sword.

As a sword spirit of this generation, he was like an emperor among mortals. He directly divided a portion of his territory and gave it to Wang Lin permanently.

From now on, even if the female corpse in white wakes up, and even if a new Sword Spirit of Rain appears, she will not be able to control this fairy sword, because this is the imperial edict of Zhou Yi, the sword spirit of this generation, who is comparable to a mortal emperor!

In addition, Zhou Yi led Xu Liguo to understand the ancient sword spirit inheritance, which was equivalent to opening a door for Xu Liguo, a door leading to the supreme sword spirit!

The combination of the two gifts gave Wang Lin a chance!

A chance to possess an immortal sword that cannot be erased even in countless reincarnations, just like the female corpse in white!

From now on, this fairy sword only belongs to Wang Lin. Even Xu Liguo is only the first generation sword spirit of this fairy sword!

This opportunity, in the fairy world, can only be had by reaching the level of the Immortal Lord!

Zhou Yi sighed softly, his body turned into nothingness and merged into the fairy sword.

"At the bottom of the abyss, I can feel the aura of the Sword Spirit of Earth Generation Rain. This is my third gift to you. Let's go!" Zhou Yi's immortal sword flashed straight into the abyss. and.

Wang Lin put Xu Liguo, who was in a confused state of inheritance, into the fairy sword, caught up with Zhou Yi, and flew straight to the bottom of the abyss.

...the aura of the previous generation Rain Sword Spirit? Could it be that the extremely rich man did it? "Wang Lin's heart moved.

Zhou Yi was in front, wielding sword energy all the way. All obstacles in the way were retreated, and they came directly to the bottom of the tidal abyss. Here, there was a huge corridor, and in the middle was a dark pit, which was deep and dark, even with divine consciousness. It is also impossible to see through to the bottom.

A faint suction force came out from the huge pit. Although it was very faint, it existed all the time.

With both feet stepping on the path bordering the edge of the pit and the stone wall, tiny grains of soil were pulled by the suction of the pit at the edge and fell into the pit.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and looked at the deep pit. With his mind, he almost immediately guessed that the tide in the East China Sea was caused by the explosion of this seemingly endless and huge pit.

In Wang Lin's mind, he seemed to see a picture of this deep pit exploding every five thousand years. Every time it exploded, there would be unimaginable suction. Following a strange passage, this suction was displayed in the outer starry sky, thus Countless things were sucked in and drawn out.

The strangeness of creation made Wang Lin feel at this moment. Feel the martial arts of the universe, create the sacred king, kill the divine king at night, and ask for the throne of the divine seal. The most powerful and abandoned young man in the ninth heaven, the great Zhou royal family, will kill the divine king and the throne of the divine seal at night. Seek the proud and proud ninth heaven, the strongest and abandoned young master, the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Martial arts will move the universe. Seeking the throne of the God of Night Kill, the most powerful and abandoned boy from the Great Zhou royal family, the most powerful and abandoned young man in the Ninth Level of Heaven. To be able to resist the suction force that occurs once in five thousand years, what kind of magical power can achieve such magnificence.

"Even Tian Yunzi can't do it. I wonder if he, who Tian Yunzi said has taken the third step in cultivating the Taoism, can do it." Wang Lin took a deep breath and looked at the abyss, sinking.

Where does this pit lead to? Wang Lin didn't know and couldn't guess. He only knew that if he fell in, it would be impossible to get out!

"This deep pit is very strange. Don't check it for a long time!" Zhou Yi's voice came from the fairy sword in front.

Wang Lin retracted his gaze, but at the moment when he retracted his gaze, he suddenly heard a faint sound in his ear.

"Go down," the voice came not from the pit, but... Wang Lin's storage bag was not Yao Xixue!

This chapter is not about digging a new hole, it is about digging the previous hole deeper.