Chapter 478 The Ruined Sword! (Please subscribe and ask for a monthly pass!!)

   At this moment, all the distracting thoughts in Tang Tianbao's heart disappeared, and there were no more extra thoughts.

  The kendo experience accumulated over the years has accumulated a lot at this moment, and the inspiration is emerging like a fountain, reaching an unprecedented height!

   Bear the mission and move forward.

   Under the threat of Real Black Bone, he once again entered the first realm of sword cultivation, the "Sword Possession" realm, and the power around him was even higher!

   "This is. Epiphany?!"

   Liu Yu looked at each other in surprise, her expression slightly moved.

   In his sight, Tang Tianbao was only halfway through raising his sword, not over his shoulders.

The    momentum has already surpassed, at the peak moment in the secret realm.

   Obviously, this person has another breakthrough.

   In such a short period of time, it is obvious that the cultivation base cannot be improved, and only the realm of kendo and the realm of magic can be improved.

   And being able to increase so much strength in a short period of time can only be explained by the rare "apocalypse".

  Standing from Liu Yu's point of view.

  Tang Tianbao just raised his sword normally, the whole process only took about half a breath, and his momentum reached an unprecedented peak.

   has almost surpassed the boundary of the foundation-building period, and is still climbing upwards.

  Essence and spirit, as if transformed, sublimated to a new level!

   At this time, Tang Tianbao gave people a feeling of being sharp-edged like a sharp sword unsheathed.

   But it is as majestic and heavy as a mountain.

   Stand upright and move like a mountain!

  Sharp-edged, majestic and heavy, two completely different concepts are mixed together, but there is no sense of dissonance.

  The two concepts blend and sublimate every moment on that tiny body, as if this were the case!

"Pity."

   Liu Yu sighed slightly, as if he was regretting something.

   At this time, he already understood Tang Tianbao's plan.

   The other party does not have any means like the "Flying Thousand Mile Talisman". In the face of the threat of Jindan cultivator, naturally there is nowhere to escape, and they can only deal with it head-on.

  However, is it that simple to use Lingbao?

   Wants to use Lingbao's destructive power and vast expanse, even if it is only a very small part of it, the price is not what the monks under Nascent Soul can bear.

   This terrifying consumption is often at the cost of life.

   This is Tang Tianbao's most sublimated sword!

   is also the most peak and most stunning sword!

  This is also the last sword in his life!

   The reason why Liu Yu sighed was precisely because of this, he seemed to see the fall of an amazing and brilliant kendo genius.

   Being able to stand out from thousands of swordsmen and enter the realm of "sword power", Tang Tianbao's talent is naturally extremely excellent.

   Maybe because he was busy with teaching affairs, he delayed his own practice, but under the fierce battle of life and death, he still broke through to a new realm.

   If you can concentrate on your practice, you may have different results.

   But without these hardships, perhaps there would be no transformation today. It is hard to tell whether it is catastrophe or good fortune.

   Liu Yu's many thoughts were just a matter of a moment.

   Seeing that Tang Tianbao was going to use the Spirit Treasure, he was going to activate the "Flying Thousand Mile Talisman" for a while, and then stopped temporarily.

   I don’t want to give up this life-saving charm, and I still want to wait and see.

   Anyway, with the mystery of the "Flying Thousand Mile Talisman", even if the power has been depleted after a long period of time, there is still no problem in teleporting a distance of seven, eight or nine hundred miles.

   The magic talisman made by the Great Master of Void Refining, Jindan cultivator could not stop it, no matter how hard it was to block it, it would be useless.

   And teleporting a distance of hundreds of miles is enough to get rid of Jindan cultivator's spiritual lock and ensure his own safety.

   After all, the limit range of spiritual consciousness of an ordinary Jindan cultivator is about 100 miles.

  …

  …

  Tang Tianbao has already put the most commonly used spiritual weapon, the khaki flying sword into the storage bag.

   He is now holding the sword in both hands, grasping the holy fire sword with all his strength, and slowly raising it to the shoulders.

   "buzz"

   This handed down sword, which has been passed down for three thousand years, seems to sense the owner's emotions, and gradually lights up with a faint aura, from dim to bright.

   On the three-foot-long sword, the orange-red aura and the gray brilliance shone together, making it inconspicuous in the scorching sun.

   However, this is not a dazzling two-color aura, but it seems to be the most beautiful color in the world!

   makes people look at it at a glance, and they can't take their eyes off it.

Can not ignore!

   With the orange-red aura and gray brilliance, the sword gradually lights up.

   One after another, hazy, chaotic and incomplete consciousness suddenly appeared in Tang Tianbao's mind, and there was a sense of intimacy that seemed to be connected by blood!

  Sword Spirit!

  Sacred Fire Sword and Sword Spirit responded to the master's emotions and knew that the master needed him when he needed him.

  Although it can't think, it still doesn't know what "need" means, and it doesn't know all kinds of complex emotions such as love, hate, hatred, etc.

   However, it seems to be a fetter that is born, when the owner needs it, it will obey it instinctively.

   In his mind, the kind emotion and meaning of "Sword Spirit" clearly came.

   At this moment, Tang Tianbao grinned silently.

   Originally, due to a series of changes and historical reasons, the barriers created by this sword have disappeared at this moment.

  One person and one sword, through the connection in the dark, the mind and heart are blended together.

  In an instant, the situation changed!

   The bright sunlight in the sky seems to be less intense and eclipsed.

   The tiny figure with one person and one sword seems to shine brighter than the stars!

   In Liu Yu's spiritual sense, Tang Tianbao's power suddenly rose, reaching an incredible level.

  Vast, heavy, sharp, majestic.

   Liu Yu had never met the Nascent Soul cultivator in person, but even the power of top-notch golden cores such as Master Changfeng and Master Qingwei was far less than that of one person and one sword at this moment.

   is like the river to the sea, the stars to the sun and the moon, there is no comparison at all.

   "The power of the Yuanying Zhenjun is nothing but the same, right?"

   This thought flashed through his mind, and he was shocked by the power of Lingbao, and also felt his own insignificance.

   What rises with the shock is deep joy.

   I am glad that my rationality has overcome greed, and I did not take risks in the secret realm.

  Otherwise, in the face of this vast and destructive power, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

"not good!"

   "Could this be. Lingbao recognizes the master?!"

  When Tang Tianbao was connected with the holy fire sword, and his power was raised to a boundless level, the black bone real person standing in the sky suddenly changed color.

   The figure swayed, and there were some signs of instability.

   A sense of crisis that contained great terror, as if drowning and suffocating, enveloped his heart.

   Facing this boundless power, the Black Bone Real Man has a deeper understanding than Liu Yu.

   Even though he is a golden elixir cultivator, he has killed countless souls of his subordinates in his life, and has experienced dozens of life and death crises, big and small,

   But when this boundless power enveloped me, my body and mind still felt a bone-chilling cold!

   Real Black Bone felt an indescribable horror, even if he had never had this feeling in the face of True Monarch Nascent Soul, he could hardly resist the urge to run away!

   "A mere foundation-building junior, how can He De let Lingbao recognize the master?!"

   As a late-stage cultivator, Real Black Bone knew more about Lingbao, and because of this, he was shocked and puzzled.

   Fear is followed by anger.

  A foundation-building cultivator actually made his dignified Jindan cultivator almost lose his temper. How could he not deserve it?

   It should be slashed with a thousand swords and smashed into the soul!

The power of   Lingbao really destroys the sky and the earth, but the real Black Bone does not believe that the mere base-building cultivator can control it, so even if there is a strong sense of crisis in his heart, he still has unstoppable greed.

   This is a spiritual treasure that is as famous as the ancient powers!

  If you can get it, then the road in the future.

   Thinking like this, the Black Bone Master can obviously escape at this time, but he still wants to find an opportunity to see if he can kill the two foundation-building juniors in front of him and capture the Lingbao from the thugs.

   In his opinion, even if Tang Tianbao drives Lingbao at the expense of his own life, he may not be able to fully exert the power of Lingbao.

   may not have no chance!

   All kinds of thoughts flashed through, and weighing the pros and cons was just a matter of a moment. Seeing Tang Tianbao's posture, Heigu Zhenren no longer wanted to try to persuade him.

   From this sword stance, he could feel Tang Tianbao's determination!

   "Jie Jie Jie"

   Hei Bone real person smiled strangely and opened his mouth, spit out an egg-sized black flag magic weapon, and it quickly swelled head-on.

   After a while, it rose to a height of ten feet.

The    banner fluttered in the wind, and the intricate and incomprehensible silver runes on it were densely packed, forming a distorted ghost shape.

  The ghost looks so lifelike, you can tell it is an ominous thing at a glance!

   natal magic weapon!

   The black flag spirit weapon of the eyebrowless male cultivator is somewhat similar to the one in front of him, and it may be in the same line.

   However, one is only a top-quality spiritual weapon, and the other is the life-changing magic weapon of the late Jindan monks. The power of the two is vastly different and cannot be compared at all.

"go."

   Spiritual Black Bone thought.

   On the face of the black banner magic weapon, ghost wind bursts immediately, and countless distorted ghost figures emerge from crowded, quite impatient picture.

  In an instant, there are many ghosts.

  The sky in front of Real Black Bone was occupied by all kinds of distorted and ugly ghosts, and it was densely packed at a glance.

   is a rough number, at least several thousand.

   Thousands!

   In the face of the threat of Lingbao, the real Black Bone did not dare to hold back even the slightest bit, and the natal supernatural powers were also displayed in a single thought.

  Innumerable black gas quickly emerged from his hunched and thin body.

   Threads of black air, with the smell of death and decay, swept half of the sky in an instant.

  The sky and the ground were enveloped by countless strands of black air.

  The black qi was intertwined and concentrated, and it didn't take long for it to form the shape of a skull. The power of each skull was no weaker than that of a cultivator in the late stage of qi refining.

   One can see that there are countless black skulls, there are as many as tens of thousands, it makes the scalp feel numb!

   "Woooo~"

  The heavens and the earth are filled with evil spirits that exude a terrifying aura.

   At a glance, black and dark skulls are scattered all over the sky.

   As soon as the cultivator of the late stage of Jindan made his move, it seemed as if a mile in the radius had turned into an underworld hell, all of which were enveloped by the aura of black air, and the blazing sunlight could not shine in.

   is a stark contrast to the bright sunshine a mile away, like being in two worlds!

  …

  …

"fear"

   "Unstoppable."

   Looking at the evil ghosts and skeletons that swept the sky and covering the sky, Liu Yu suddenly felt a chill in his heart and gave birth to an irresistible feeling.

   "Chasing the Stars and Catching the Moon" with footwork and using the "Shining Mystery".

   He suddenly retreated dozens of meters, and stopped when he reached a position he thought was safer.

   If it wasn't for Tang Tianbao blocking the front, the primary target of the Jindan cultivator of the Tianmozong was not himself, and Liu Yu would have escaped with the talisman.

  Although he was a little embarrassed, he did not feel ashamed that he was facing a late Jindan cultivator.

   Between advancing and retreating, it contains the wisdom of longevity.

  From the connection between Tang Tianbao and the holy fire sword, to the use of the natal magic weapon and the natal supernatural power by the real Heigu, there are many changes and respective considerations, but in fact, it only takes a little more time.

   After a breath, what appeared in front of the two of them was a scene like **** descending.

   In the face of countless evil spirits and skeletons pouring in like a tide, the low-level cultivator may not be able to hold on for even half a breath.

   Even if it is a cultivator of Jindan, if he does not deal with it properly, he will be in danger of death.

   However, Tang Tianbao faced the danger of death by the evil spirits, but his expression was as usual without any sadness or joy, and he did not show even the slightest fear or fear.

  Because he has no distractions in his heart, only the sword in his hand is left in his heart!

   Facing the surging evil spirits in front of him, as well as the black skulls that were wailing and screaming, Tang Tianbao's movements did not stop.

   He held swords in both hands, and slowly raised the holy fire sword that shone orange-red and gray-white aura above his head.

   The angle of the sword tip at the broken corner was deflected, gradually facing the sky.

   The handed down sword is held high!

  The broken blade is at a hundred and eighty degrees, facing the sky straight.

  In an instant, the boundless power rose again, reaching a situation that Liu Yu could not predict.

   Thousands of feet high in the sky, facing the clouds at the tip of the sword, instantly broke a smooth and neat giant hole.

   Like the handed down sword, the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth instantly spread to thousands of feet away.

   At the same time, at the moment when the tip of the sword was facing the sky, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth also fluctuated violently.

   Centered on Tang Tianbao, within a radius of fifty miles.

   The auras of all attributes, as if receiving some kind of call, scrambled to gather.

  Gold, Green, Blue, Red, Yellow.

   In an instant, the situation changed.

  Liu Yu saw countless colorful light spots, gathered from all directions and from the void, forming a storm of spiritual power.

   The original atmosphere of ghosts walking at night and **** descending was instantly destroyed in front of the surging aura storm.

   is no longer the terror of the past.

  Liu Yu looked around and was surrounded by colorful auras. It looked as beautiful as being in a fairy tale world, with colorful auras constantly flowing.

   After just a moment, the aura that gathered was extremely terrifying, and even the Golden Core cultivator felt shivering.

   The aura within fifty miles was instantly evacuated, forming a short-term "vacuum" state.

   Liu Yu could feel that wherever the colorful torrent of aura passed, he could hardly feel the aura, as if he had been forcibly plundered.

   "This is Lingbao, the magical ability to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

   Liu Yu muttered to himself, feeling yearning in his heart.

  Manpower is endless, and the power of heaven and earth is endless.

   Although this sentence is a bit too absolute, it is also close to the truth for low-level monks.

   From all directions, the colorful and surging aura seemed to be under some kind of restraint. Although it seemed to be chaotic and disorderly, there was no sign of the disorder getting out of control or collapsing.

   Countless evil spirits and skulls approached quickly, and they were already less than ten feet away from Tang Tianbao.

   At this distance, you can even see every detail on the devil, every texture on the skull.

   is within easy reach of the cultivators of the Foundation Establishment period, not to mention the cultivators of Jindan?

  If the crisis cannot be solved, then the next moment is when Tang Tianbao is desperate!

   Seeing this, Liu Yu's heart tightened secretly, and the mana turned into the palm of his hand again, and a single thought could inspire a thousand-mile talisman to escape in an instant.

After all,    Lingbao is too much beyond the foundation-building stage, and even with the cooperation of the nascent artifact, it is extremely difficult to control.

   With the realm of Tang Tianbao's base building, the possibility of being unable to control is the greatest!

   This thought flashed through his mind, Liu Yu continued to look at Tang Tianbao, wanting to see the final result.

   The end of his people will be known in the next moment!

  The surging spiritual energy gathered from all directions, under the restraint of some invisible force of the Holy Fire Sword, continued to gather behind Tang Tianbao.

   From a distance, the colorful aura looks like ribbons.

  Various colors are mixed together, but they do not appear chaotic, but have a regular beauty.

   But the closer you get to Tang Tianbao, the more dim the colored aura light spots are, as if they have faded.

   This is exactly the same as the fading of the body of the Holy Fire Sword, and it is hard not to think of it together.

  Gold represents metal aura, green represents wood aura.

   Various external colors, corresponding to the aura attributes, this is a well-known thing.

   However, the spiritual energy within a certain range close to Tang Tianbao turned gray and white, dyed with a layer of delicate gray, and its original attributes were forcibly changed.

   Liu Yu knew that this was "controlled" by the Holy Fire Sword, or rather controlled.

  When the evil ghost and the skeleton approached five miles, the seemingly endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth finally formed a hazy sword shadow in the sky behind Tang Tianbao.

  The sword shadow is grayish-white, seventy or eighty feet tall, taller than the mountains, but somewhat illusory and unreal.

   But it is still rapidly absorbing the aura, becoming more and more solid.

   Taking a closer look, this sword shadow is incomparably similar to the Holy Fire Sword, like a magnified Holy Fire Sword.

   However, the details are still slightly blurred.

   Logically speaking, the Holy Fire Sword refined by the Holy Fire Cult should be of fire attribute.

When    Liu Yu first saw it, this sword also absorbed a huge amount of fire attribute spiritual power.

   But at this moment, the sword shadow floating in the air exudes a dilapidated and rotten aura all the time. Where does it look like a fire attribute spirit treasure?

   Thinking of the current appearance of the Sacred Fire Cult in order to refine it, it is not an exaggeration to call it an unknown sword!

   At this moment, Tang Tianbao, who held the holy fire sword high, had an unexpectedly calm expression on his face.

   With the blessing of the holy fire sword, his power has risen to an incredible level, and it is in harmony with the general trend in the dark.

   Every move can stir up the situation between heaven and earth.

   However, Tang Tianbao is still only a foundation-building cultivator. If he is attacked by any evil ghost, he may die.

   Facing the strangely-shaped evil spirit approaching Chi Chi, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

   "Clang~!"

   As if a sharp sword was unsheathed, Liu Yu heard a loud sword cry, which seemed to come from his ear, and seemed to sound in his heart.

   The reverberation is endless and enduring.

   At this time, Tang Tianbao's expression was indifferent, and countless distracting thoughts had disappeared.

  Only in the eyes, there is still a little bit of unwillingness to make people unwilling to fate!

   He held the holy fire sword in both hands and slashed down lightly out of thin air.

   "Boom!!!"

  Suddenly, the sword shadow in the air behind him also moved, and he slashed gently downward, slashing out a huge gray-white sword energy.

After    cut out this sword energy, the sword shadow became a little illusory.

   But supplemented by the surging aura, it quickly became solid again.

"Whizzing"

   Almost at the moment when the sword energy was cut out, there was a strong air breaking sound.

   As soon as the majestic gray-white sword energy appeared, it crossed a large distance and appeared directly in front of Tang Tianbao.

   facing countless evil spirits and black skulls. Sweep straight away.

"Puff puff"

   The gray-white sword energy suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, followed by a series of slight shattering sounds.

   No matter what kind of evil ghost or what kind of skull, under the majestic power of the gray-white sword energy, they are as fragile as paper.

   After a breath, the gray-white brilliance converged.

   Looking around, I can no longer see the shadow of evil spirits and skulls.

   And the gray-white sword qi turned into aura and dissipated, and returned to the sword shadow.

  …

  …

"not good."

   "This foundation-building junior can really control the power of Lingbao?!"

   didn't hold back at all, the magic weapon and supernatural power's full blow was broken, and the face of Black Bone real person changed greatly.

   He finally realized that Lingbao's edge, even if it is only a very small part, is not something he can resist at all!

   The next moment, the real person Heigu saw that Tang Tianbao's calm eyes looked over.

   seems to be telling, it's your turn!

   With the boundless power, Tang Tianbao, who holds the holy fire sword, can extend the general situation in the dark.

   His flat and indifferent glance, but Real Black Bone felt his heart sinking, out of tune with this world.

   The dignified Jindan cultivator had a feeling of insignificance in the face of the foundation-building cultivator.

   is as powerless as facing True Monarch Nascent Soul.

   "This account can be calculated later."

   "But at the moment, the opponent's holding a Lingbao is too sharp, so it's better to go first and not take risks!"

   Black Bone's eyes flashed slightly.

  Dangtang Jindan Zhenzhen faced the foundation-building cultivator, and even had the idea of ​​​​fleeing without a fight, and he didn't feel ashamed at all.

   As a demon cultivator, he takes fame very lightly. When he thought of this, he quickly made up his mind.

   At the moment, when the real mana of Black Bone is mentioned, he wants to fly away in the air.

   However, when the mana was running, his figure did not move at all and remained in the original air.

"not good!"

   "This spiritual treasure has the ability to condense space?!"

   Real Black Bone was shocked to find that the surrounding space had frozen for some time.

   Even if he tried his best to run his mana, it was extremely difficult to move.

   And the gray sword shadow behind Tang Tianbao, Qi Qi had already locked him tightly, and the hair on his body suddenly stood up.

   This Golden Core Demon Cultivator, at this moment finally felt fear!

   But at this moment, Tang Tianbao moved.

   Carrying the boundless power, and the general trend of "heavyness" between heaven and earth, he tightly held the holy fire sword in his hand and tried his best to slash down!

   This sword, this person used all his strength.

   seems to be venting his heart, unwilling to the sect's ill-fated fate, and wields his own sword against fate!

   Sword comes out without regrets!

   This sword seems to carry the unpredictable power of heaven, and there is an irresistible feeling.

   At least from Liu Yu's point of view, if you face it by yourself, it will be hard to resist no matter what, and you will not be able to escape the ending of ashes.

  Unless, escape with a thousand-mile talisman.

   But unlike the naked eye of mortals, in Liu Yu's spiritual sense, he saw something different.

   It is not so much that Tang Tianbao is controlling the holy fire sword, it is better that the holy fire sword is "moving by itself", and this person is only providing "tools" for necessary consumption.

Most of the power that the    Holy Fire Sword currently exerts is the result of arousing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

   And the power provided by Tang Tianbao only played a role of neither light nor heavy, less than 1/10 millionth of the total.

   In Liu Yu's spiritual sense, as the sword with unpredictable power was slashed, the power of Tang Tianbao was also rapidly falling.

   In just an instant, he fell to the level of the pinnacle of foundation building.

   In another moment, he had already fallen below the base-building realm, and was even weaker than the Qi-refining cultivator.

After    one breath, his breath was not even comparable to that of mortals.

  Like a normally burning candle, it suddenly burned violently, consuming all the fuel in an instant.

   Although the brilliance at that moment was extremely bright, the candle flame was about to go out after the brilliance.

  There is no fuel, the fire of life has also burned to the end, and it is inevitable that it will go out.

   This way of blooming in an instant and shining like a shooting star, Liu Yu could not agree.

   He doesn't want to be a shooting star, he does what he wants, in the sky - the eternal blazing sun!

  …

  Tang Tianbao slashed with a sword, and the majestic grey sword shadow behind him also moved.

   Following the invisible and intangible trajectory, he reached the top of the real Black Bone in an instant.

   With the mighty power like a deep abyss, it will turn the ants under the sword into powder in an instant!

"Do not!!!"

   The real Black Bone let out a loud roar, and used a secret technique that consumed a lot of the source of Jindan, and finally regained a little mobility.

  Although you still can't escape, you can finally use means to try to resist, so you won't sit still!

   When he thought about it, a bone umbrella magic weapon was taken out from the storage ring, and it instantly grew to seven or eight feet in size, protecting himself under it.

The    mind moved again, and the magic weapon of the black banner and the divine power of the life were used one after another.

   Heavy ghosts and countless skeletons appeared in an instant, rushing towards the gray sword shadow at any cost, trying to defuse the disaster.

   After doing this, the real Black Bone has not stopped.

   The means that are usually reluctant to use, and all kinds of consumption means are used at one time, without any concern for distress.

   At this time, the gray-white sword shadow as tall as a mountain has begun to fall.

   Consistent with Tang Tianbao's movements, the huge gray-white sword shadow of seven or eight meters slashed down slowly and quickly.

   The power of this sword is getting stronger and stronger!

   In the next moment, a bright gray light shines!

   decayed, dilapidated, withered.

  In an instant, all sorts of ominous auras enveloped the area for miles around.

   The Black Bone Master had the deepest experience. When the sword started to fall, it was extremely difficult to even breathe.

   He could feel that the lifespan, which was originally limited, began to elapse in months and years under this ominous aura.

   Under the gray and white sword shadow of the Gao Ru Mountain, even if it is the real person of Jindan, it looks extremely small.

  Any resistance seems so insignificant.

   There was no fierce confrontation, and the process of the gray-white sword shadow slashing downwards was not hindered or stopped at all.

Any means of    Black Bone Reality will be destroyed.

   When the aura subsided and the grey-white sword shadow dissipated, the place was empty.

   Ashes!

   There was only one black flag, and it fell to the ground in the distance, and several large holes were broken in the surface of the flag.

  …

  …

  “Call~”

   Liu Yu exhaled heavily.

   He was relieved to see that the real person of the black bones was wiped out, and even the golden core did not escape.

   His heartbeat, which had been accelerating, gradually returned to normal.

   Looking at the fleeting thousand miles talisman made with "Silver Seal Script" in his hand, he smiled slightly and put it in the storage bag.

   Then, Liu Yu moved in his heart and looked towards Tang Tianbao.

   At this time, Tang Tianbao's aura of life was extremely weak, even worse than that of mortals.

   The long black hair that was originally black is now covered with a little gray;

   The originally tall and strong body now looks a bit rickety;

   The flesh and blood that was originally full has become dry and thin;

   The original face was full of red light, but now it is a complete ashes!

   Jingqi and spirit seemed to be evacuated for a moment, and even the eyes became cloudy, and the look in the eyes was dull.

  The fire of life is about to go out!

   "Huhu~"

  Tang Tianbao inserted the holy fire sword into the ground, still holding the hilt tightly with both hands, slumped on the ground gasping for breath, without the demeanor of an immortal cultivator.

   He sat blankly on the ground, staring at the yellow sand, as if recalling something.

  I didn't even notice Liu Yu's arrival.

   "Friend Tianbao, do you still have a last wish?"

   "If there is, you can say it now, and Liu will try to help you complete it."

   After waiting for a long time, seeing that the other party's vitality is getting weaker and weaker, but still immersed in memories, Liu Yu said.

   It is not surprising that many people fall into memories before dying.

   His voice was calm, temporarily restraining his hostility.

  Since the other party is already a mortal person, it is not impossible to fulfill the other party's last wish for the spiritual treasure.

   If not too difficult.

   After all, there is an inexplicable causal connection between the Holy Fire Sword and this person.

   If you forcibly take it, you won't get the approval of the "Sword Spirit", then this sword may be a display for a long time.

   Hearing the words, Tang Tianbao woke up from his memories, and his eyes recovered somewhat.

   He glanced at Liu Yu and lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't answer for a long time.

   Liu Yu did not urge when he saw this.

   Anyway, since the other party is currently running out of oil and light, it does not pose a threat to himself at all. Even if it is for the smooth "handover" of Lingbao, it is okay to be patient.

   For Tang Tianbao, Liu Yu still agrees.

  Although he is a little soft-hearted and not a qualified leader, he has the responsibility of a leader, and he did not choose to evade responsibility in case of trouble.

   In this deceitful and changeable world of immortal cultivation, he is enough to be called a righteous gentleman.

  Although for the Sacred Fire Cult, such a leader is not a blessing or a curse, Liu Yu is still more than willing to sit down and discuss with such a monk.

   Better than a sinister villain who can backstab at any time?

   "Tianbao has nothing else to wish for, but only one thing, and he can't rest assured."

   "I hope fellow Daoist Qingyang can agree."

   As if remembering something very important, Tang Tianbao endured the physical pain and finished speaking in one breath.

   The originally cheerful voice became hoarse and dry.

   Liu Yu's heart moved, and he responded immediately without hesitation:

   "Tianbao Taoist friend is thinking, Liu has already understood."

"I promise you."

   "Then I'll ask fellow Daoist Qingyang." Tang Tianbao said with some difficulty.

   Then, he staggered and struggled to stand up. With all his strength, he vigorously swung the holy flame sword inserted into the yellow sand.

   "Poof"

   At this time, Tang Tianbao's body was extremely weak, and he might lose his breath of life at any time, and tremblingly handed the holy fire sword to Liu Yu.

   Although he was exhausted, his wisdom was not lost, and he knew why the other party agreed so happily.

  Does Tang Tianbao believe Liu Yu?

Do not!

   It's just that now, he has no choice.

   "buzz"

The    Holy Fire Sword lit up with a faint aura, and the blade trembled slightly, as if sensing that the master was about to die.

   In this way, express your sorrow and remorse.

   But it is always just a sword, a newly forged sword, it can't change the status quo at all

   Liu Yu grabbed the holy fire sword, but Tang Tianbao held it with all his strength, and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

"Ugh"

   After two or three breaths, he sighed heavily and released his palm.

   "I hope fellow Daoist Qingyang can remember what he said today and promise Tianbao, and be able to do it."

   "I entreat fellow Daoists to ensure that the inheritance of the holy religion is immortal!"

   Immediately afterwards, Tang Tianbao seemed not to be relieved, and said again and again, gasping for breath.

   There was a trace of pleading in the eyes of this foundation-building cultivator who was dying.

   "Tianbao Taoist friends can rest assured that as long as Liu is still alive, the inheritance of the Holy Fire Cult will be guaranteed."

   "Ryu, a promise!"

   This belief that she was unwilling to give up before she died moved Liu Yu's heart, and said seriously right now.

   For Lingbao, he is willing to take over this cause and effect, and this time he does not intend to go back on his word.

   Anyway, it is not very difficult to ensure the continuous inheritance of the Holy Fire Cult.

  When the time comes, just pick a few children with spiritual roots, give them some resources, and give them some pointers to complete it. Why go back?

  Under normal circumstances, Liu Yu is more trustworthy.

   "Then that day treasure can go in peace."

   "Just, speechless to the ancestors of the Holy Religion"

  Tang Tianbao muttered to himself, then remained silent.

   "Friend Tianbao, the above is your responsibility as a holy son."

   "Then do you have any last wishes?"

   "Say it now, Ryu can try to help you finish it."

   Inserted the holy fire sword into the ground, Liu Yu sat next to him and asked seriously.

   Hearing this, Tang Tianbao looked nostalgic, flashing a flash of reminiscence and nostalgia, as if he had thought of something.

   He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he chose to give up.

"No no."

   choked up and shook his head, without saying a word, two lines of turbid tears flowed down, and Tang Tianbao was already in tears.

   "It seems that there is another tragic story behind this."

   Liu Yu secretly said, but did not ask further, leaving the last trace of dignity for the monk in front of him.

   In this situation, he couldn't help thinking of a song from his previous life:

   The turbid tears are wet and proud,

   The flames dye the red eyes,

   uses blood as the ink stick as the book;

  Armor silver plated,

   The red silk dances heavily,

   for the king

   was silent, time passed slowly, and Tang Tianbao's breath became weaker and weaker.

  Suddenly, he seemed to have made some important decision, and said with difficulty, word by word:

   "Friend Qing Qingyang, the control method of the Holy Fire Order"

   It can be seen that Tang Tianbao has a hard time even saying a word.

   But for the sake of the Sacred Fire Cult and the better inheritance, he still insisted and did not take his last breath.

   Difficulty telling the secret torch control method and secret realm information one by one.

  In this way, Tang Tianbao struggled for another half an hour, slowly telling the secret flame control method and important news of the secret realm.

   "Friend Tianbao, Liu will remember what he said today."

   After a few breaths of silence, Liu Yu said solemnly.

   In fact, he wanted to get information on the secret realm and the control method of the sacred fire order. It was more convenient and quicker to use the soul search technique, and it also gave him more peace of mind.

   It's just that Liu Yu didn't know why, but he still didn't choose the soul search technique.

   "Thank you so much, Qing Qingyang."

  “.”

   The words sounded like mosquitoes, and only halfway through, Tang Tianbao's eyes completely dimmed.

   In the spiritual sense, that faint flame has been completely extinguished.

   "Clang"

   As if feeling the fall of its master, the holy fire sword lit up with orange-red and gray-white auras, and made a slight sword sound.

   Even when it was inserted into the ground, it still trembled.

   "Hey~!"

   "Since ancient times, God's will is high and difficult to ask."

   Feeling the fate of the Sacred Fire Sect's cultivators, Liu Yu sighed softly, giving birth to a feeling of sadness.

   If everything is really arranged by fate, should the cultivator obey fate?

   How to resist?

  For no reason, Liu Yu thought of a book from a previous life.

   That Demon Venerable, with the power of love, finally broke the shackles of fate.

   What about yourself?

  I can't really love anyone, so how can I break the arrangement of fate and achieve longevity or even eternity?

   Sitting on the spot, Liu Yu thought silently, but after thinking for a while, he had no clue.

   The clanging sword sounded, and I didn’t know when it stopped.

  “.”

   After thinking to no avail, Liu Yu sighed again, and then stood up.

   Gently, he took off the storage bag on Tang Tianbao's waist.

   At this time, there were already more than a dozen top-grade storages on his waist, and even the "eight-bag elders" of a certain gang were far less than that.

   Divine Sense carefully swept over to make sure the surroundings were safe, Liu Yu closed his eyes.

   His mind touched the green light spot of Niwan Palace, and sent the extra storage bag into the world of Xianfu. There was only the original storage bag at his waist and the spirit beast bag containing Xiaoqing.

   The next moment, he opened his eyes.

   "Friend Tianbao, go in peace."

   "Liu will write a biography for you and take care of the inheritance of the Sacred Fire Sect."

After   , Liu Yu popped a fireball technique.

   In the raging flames, Tang Tianbao's body turned into black ashes, and the wind blew in all directions.

   is exactly the teaching of the Holy Fire Church:

   Burn my body, raging holy fire!

  Why is life so joyful, and why is death so painful?

   "Poof"

   pulled out the holy fire sword, Liu Yu held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

   Couldn't feel the slightest power of the vastness, and this spiritual treasure restrained all mysteries.

   is just the appearance of this sword. I don’t know when it has changed again. Compared with the beginning, it has changed beyond recognition.

   The bright yellow hilt and silver-white blade have completely faded from their original color, and the whole body has turned into a dull gray.

   The current attributes of this sword obviously deviate from the original intention of the Sacred Fire Cult.

   "Three thousand years of inheritance, the hard work of more than ten generations of monks."

   Liu Yu stared at this handed down sword.

   is the sword that brought misfortune to the Sacred Torch Cult and made the Sacred Torch Cult continue to weaken.

   It was this sword that made the current Sacred Fire Cult almost torn apart, and the Holy Son and the core members of the Cult were killed and injured.

   In a way, this is an ominous sword!

   "The name of the Holy Fire Sword is no longer appropriate."

   Liu Yu stroked the blade, lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally said softly:

   "Raise your eyes to ruin, and the holy fire is no more."

   "From now on, you will be called - the broken sword."

   PS: I took three days off in March, and I owed 12,000 words. Now I have made up 6,000 words, and there are still 6,000 words left.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)