The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

People and ghosts have different paths,

Meng Jiangnv knew that it was time to end everything.

"I am sorry for you, I am sorry for you."

A word of powerlessness came out of his mouth, and the spiritual caster regretted his stupidity.

But the other party can't hear all the words,

Only two lines of whirling tears are left,

The yin and yang of the loved ones are always separated.

The last gleam of spirit dissipated from the hands of the spiritual caster,

There is no breath of Meng Jiangnu here,

Like a dream,

It's bitter and embarrassing.

Da da da,

The sound of footsteps came from not far away,

Wan Hou, who had been completely assimilated with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, appeared behind the Lingzhu Master.

But the former didn’t pay any attention.

"It's time to make a break."

Wan Bai said,

Kill the spirit forge and become a true swordsman.

"Then you kill me too, and completely wipe out my soul."

The Lingzhu Master turned his head and smiled bitterly,

Took the initiative to open his hands to seek death,

Seeking to live for thousands of years, but leaving endless regrets, is there anything worthy of nostalgia in such a life,

Since Meng Jiangnv has gone to a world after Ghost Extinction,

Then he has to follow the promise that he could not do in his lifetime, and he is willing to repay it after his death.

The Heavenly Tribulation Sword was divided into two with the pale Hou's thoughts,

One is still in his hands, and the other one falls in front of the spirit casting master,

"Be a break."

"I don't know how to use a sword, you just give me a happy one, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword can choose you, and it can be regarded as the owner of the thing."

The Spirit Caster said,

Seeing that their sword has found a suitable owner, he hasn't come back in his life. As a swordsmith, this is what they yearn for most.

"Draw the sword!"

When I was pale and angry,

He angrily yelled to the spirit caster,

But the latter is still unmoved,

"I will let you draw the sword!"

"Just kill me, what's the point of using the sword?"

"If you can't kill the sword holder, I will never be a true swordsman, let alone become the master of this sword."

"You want to be a swordsman."

"Yes."

"When you have a sword in your hand, it is already."

"I will be its master."

"The sword is in your hand, and you are the master."

"But you are still alive."

"So I stand here and let you kill me."

"you……"

"Don't you just want to kill me and let Heavenly Tribulation Sword always recognize your existence? I'm here, kill me!"

Lingzhu's words became sharp,

Meng Jiangnu no longer exists,

He has no attachment to staying alone in the world. It's better to go with her to the land of nothingness.

"I will ban you from becoming a true swordsman. I want Heavenly Tribulation Sword to recognize me instead of accepting your charity!"

"I want to be a true swordsman, do you understand!"

I became more angry when I was pale,

He couldn’t understand why the Spirit Casting Master couldn’t pick up the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in front of him and his own words.

"Take me out, you still can't become a swordsman."

Don't know why,

A frightening smile slowly appeared on the corners of the Lingzhu Master’s mouth, facing the pale and vocal questioning,

He actually looked indifferently in an instant,

"Want to become a true swordsman."

He asked repeatedly,

"If you want to become a true swordsman, the sword you are pursuing cannot stop at the present."

"What do you want to say."

"The Heavenly Tribulation Sword belongs to me. I used to make four famous strikers, but these four swords are just imitations. Do you think that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in your hand can be the pinnacle? It's actually your wishful thinking. "

"At the end of this world, there is a pair of swords that you can't ban even if you kill me."

"impossible!"

Wan Baihou did not believe the words of the Spirit Casting Master, and rebuked loudly,

The Spirit Founder is the strongest swordsman he recognizes. Who else can ban it?

"I will show you the direction of the pair of swords. If you don't believe it, you can go and check it yourself. If you return, I'm still here waiting for you to come back. At that time, I will fight you for life and death."

The Spirit Caster smiled slowly,

Since Wan Hou is so determined to be a true swordsman,

Why not go to Huangquan together with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in your hand?

All as the price of killing Meng Jiangnu.

The spirit casting master drew a map of the Xuan Dynasty on the ground with his fingers, and then guided him at the deepest position, only where the real sword exists.

Don’t say it’s a person or a fairy,

No matter who dares to set foot here, then what will be faced is endless death,

He wants to avenge Meng Jiangnu in the most extreme way,

"Don't you dare to go."

"There is no place I dare not go."

"Then you go, I will keep my promise and wait here, as long as you have your life back."

Seeing firmness in the eyes of the spirit caster,

Wan Baihou was convinced that he was not deceiving himself, but was there really what he wanted in the place depicted on that map?

Go take a look,

Even if not, even if the spirit caster deceived himself, he will definitely find the escaped spirit caster again, and then decide the outcome.

As long as he still exists in this world, he will know him after all.

The transformed Heavenly Tribulation Sword disappeared from the ground, and the pervasive murderous aura gradually converged from the pale body.

"When I go back to this place, I will surely make you convincingly convincing me to fight to the death."

"Waiting for me to come back, no matter what kind of sword it is, it will not be able to outlaw your position in my heart."

When I was pale, I left in a haphazard manner,

As everyone knows, this departure will even completely change one's own existence, because in the position described by the spirit caster, it will become an existence that he can never erase.

The ghost spirit gradually dissipated,

The spirit caster still sat on the ground without saying a word,

There is still the breath of Meng Jiangnu faintly around, and I can’t make myself forget it all the time.

go Go,

Dead, don't blame me.

The Lingzhu Master closed his eyes. The Xuan Dynasty was known for being a sword fairy. He did not realize that the place he portrayed was the most taboo existence in the entire Xuan Dynasty. Even the fairy king did not dare to take a half step.

Just because the two swords there are full of resentment towards the human race,

Even people and immortals cannot escape the fate of being strangled,

And the remains of the ancestors of the spirit casters are also stored there,

As for the pair of swords,

It even possesses names that shock the ancients and moderns-Gan Jiang and Mo Xie.

Prosperous Tang,

Chang'an Palace,

Baizhangshi, who had escaped from the dead, returned with his tired body,

Seeing his appearance, the other three monks were shocked, and the clone of the golden bowl was also shattered.

The followers who followed also fell apart,

The strength of Master Baizhang is enough to be invincible in the world, who else can put him to death,

But after hearing the name, everyone in the middle was shocked again.

Taishan King,

It turns out that the Yin Cao Netherworld still possesses hidden power. They originally thought that the previous Six Palace Lords were the final combat power.

It seems,

The Ten Temples of Yama is not made up by fiction. King Taishan is ranked seventh, and there will be three more powerful existences in the future. From this point of view, they need to speed up their preparations if they want to completely wipe out the Yin Cao Hells. Row,

But the enemy who is also the ruler of the world,

The inexplicable Xuan Dynasty has become an opponent that cannot be underestimated by the monks.

Three statues of Xuan Dynasty,

Possessing the same cultivation attainments as the Four Holy Monks, Buddhism and Taoism do not exist at all,

If there is still a place for them in the world, the concept of the Four Holy Monks will not continue to spread.