I have a passive skill.

Broken Sword still struggled violently, as if he was angry, as if he was roaring, as if he was a wronged child crying about decades of loneliness.

"You shouldn't hate him, he is also helpless..." The man gently stroked the broken sword in front of him.

After saying that, seeing that Duan Jian's mood became even crazier, he could only helplessly smile: "Well, I won't defend him, he really deserves to die..."

"Buzz!"

The broken sword trembled again.

The man was stunned and sighed for a long time.

"You, you, how should I say hello?"

"I told you to let him go and find another master. Perhaps, you have won the title of famous sword now, why should you tie yourself here and wait for loneliness?"

"If he hasn't spoken yet, do you have to wait a hundred or a thousand years?"

"Perhaps, you will never be able to wait for him!"

The tone of the last sentence was heavy, and the man seemed to be complaining about the person mentioned in the speech, expressing his emotions.

"Buzz buzz..." Broken Sword trembled in response.

The man could hear the language of the sword, and said with a smile, "I'm different from you. I'm not bound here. When I want to go out, I can go out at any time."

"Keng!"

Suddenly, there was a sword cry from the Sword Washing Pond, and the Broken Sword was struggling and was about to pull it out from the Sword Pond.

However, the sound of the sword swayed, and apart from violent tremors, it failed to achieve the expected picture at all.

The man smiled and got up: "It's difficult, it's easy to enter the Sword Washing Pond, but it's difficult to get out of the Sword Washing Pond, Bazun has already missed the opportunity to enter the Jianjian Tomb, he will never be here again, the one you were waiting for People, maybe even if you return to the world, he will never take you home."

After saying that, the man turned and left.

"Kang-kang-kang-"

This vicious language stimulated the Broken Sword to tremble wildly, causing ripples in the sword pond.

It wanted to come out and kill this person, but it was bound by the rules and couldn't come out at all.

"I told you a long time ago, is it difficult to recognize a new master?"

The man flicked his sleeves, disappeared into the darkness, and sighed: "Now, he's back, but you can't get out, tsk tsk, good luck tricks people, and swords... Sad, really very sad..."

"Ha ha."

There was even laughter at the end!

Broken Sword couldn't stand the ridicule anymore, like a demon god opened his eyes, bursting out endless bright white sword light, illuminating the darkness, and returning to the figure of the man in white robe sitting on the throne in the shape of Gao Keqingtian's sword hilt.

There are broken swords and fallen swords all around.

Among them, the man in white robe sitting on the "Throne with Sword Hilt" remained indifferent.

He rested his elbows on the armrest of the throne, rested his chin gently with the back of his fingers, tilted his head slightly, and squinted at the movement of the broken sword in the sword washing pool not far away, with a smile on his lips and a sneer in his eyes.

Unwilling to be humiliated like this, Broken Sword raged crazily. Jian Guang broke through the barrier of sword energy in the Burial Sword Tomb, causing the people outside the tomb to be surprised and delighted.

But after all, this "vision" is just a "vision".

The broken sword never broke through the shackles of the sword washing pool.

Darkness reappears.

There was no movement of struggling in the sword washing pool, only the humming of the broken sword and faint ripples rippling around.

Like invisible tears, dripping down the sword washing pool.

"Woooooooo..."

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Chapter 9: I am fishing in the Yunlun Mountains, so let me celebrate!

City of Dead Buddhas, at the corner of Cross Street.

The eight gods know how to spread their voices to the five domains, even the city of the Dead Buddha has rules and restrictions, and the power of the Holy Emperor also broke the restrictions, and the voices were transmitted to the ears of all the villains on this bloody land.

On the long cross street full of bloody smell, the sounds of countless people reveling can be heard.

This group of people will be forced to fall into this disorderly place, and most of them will have nowhere to go. Of course, they are happy to see the mainland in turmoil and the bloody storm in the five regions.

If this can be used, Ai Cangsheng will no longer look down and lose attention to the City of the Dead Buddha.

Everyone has a chance to break through the restrictions here and return to the Holy Spirit Continent, why not celebrate?

East Street.

In the black underground arena, villains are fighting fiercely.

Outside the promenade, a slim woman walked quickly.

She has applied a little makeup, her makeup is exquisite, her eyes are watery, and her eyes are shining. She only covers her body with a tube top and light gauze, her shoulders are bare, and the spring is faintly visible.

Wherever it passes, there are bursts of fragrance left behind, and in every frown and smile, it also has the unique charm of mature women.

In this arena full of masculinity, such a stunning beauty, even if she just passed by from outside the long corridor, could not help but attract everyone's attention.

"Aunt Xiang?"

"Why is she here? She seldom comes to the arena on the East Street, does she come here because of something? It should... come to look for Brother Shenyi!"

"I heard that the voice of the Eighth Sword Immortal just came from outside. I don't know why it can reach the corner of the cross street. It's amazing... I heard that there are still people in the Holy God Continent imitating the Eighth Sword Immortal, but this time the imitation is very good. , too similar?"

There was a lot of discussion in the arena.

When such a stunning beauty passed by, the gladiators in the arena didn't even bother to fight, and all stopped to watch.

Some even whistled and showed lewdness in their eyes.

"You are crazy!"

As soon as the whistle sounded, someone was startled immediately, and the mouths of the people around him were tightly shut, "This is Brother Shenyi's woman, and this is Aunt Xiang, you dare to whistle, is it too late?"

"Shenyi, Aunt Xiang... who is it?" Some newcomers who joined Shizijiejiao and Dongjiejiao soon wondered.

"Have you heard of 'Slaying the Red Dust and Fighting the Ghost Gate'? Have you heard of 'Ghost Gate Pass, God is called God'? These two are not only the boss of the East Street, but also the boss's woman, also, they are also in the two legends. The 'leading actor' and 'actress' among them!"

"Hiss..." The newcomer gasped when he heard the words, and immediately came to his senses, and said in surprise, "The two of the ten seats? The man who snatched the one he loves back from the gate of hell and fought against the god of death?"

"Hmph, what do you think!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

……

The charming woman called Aunt Xiang didn't care about the many men in the arena.

In normal times, she might have stopped and used the deadly scent to stop these bad-mouthed guys for a while.

But now, the timing is too critical.

She walked through the corridor and came to the innermost room of the arena on East Street. Without knocking on the door, she stretched out her hand and pushed the door open.

"Who!" A sullen voice came from the dim room, as heavy as thunder, and the sound shook.

"Me." As soon as Aunt Xiang raised her sleeves, a pink fragrance danced out of the light gauze.

In an instant, the room lights up.

Among the various exercise equipment inside, a bald man with a naked upper body and full of muscles sniffed his nose, put down the exercise equipment, turned around in surprise, and said, "Xiang'er?"

Aunt Xiang smiled, turned around and fell into the arms of the man.

She slid her green fingers across the man's chest, landed on the chunky abdominal muscles, flicked away the beads of sweat, stroked the breath that belonged to her, and said with a charming smile: "Why? Even I can't enter your room? "

The burly man has a resolute face, his contours are as tough as knives and axes, and he has been cold all his life, but at this moment, his eyes turned into tenderness, and he only stared at the woman in his arms and said: "I am afraid that outsiders will come in... It is you If so, there are no restrictions."

"How dare an outsider enter your room so rudely? You are the master of the East Street, the elder brother of the 'Gate of Hell, God is called God'~" Aunt Xiang said in a melodious manner, and even rolled her eyes a little bit, full of flair .

The burly man also laughed immediately: "It's not for you..."

"Don't talk about it."

The two only exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and Aunt Xiang jumped to the topic, her pretty face was full of dignity, and said: "Your elder brother's voice..." She slightly raised her eyes and looked up.

Aunt Xiang is already very tall.

But God, who was more than two meters tall and a head and a half taller than her, also heard the words, nodded slightly and said: "Yes, I heard it too."

Aunt Xiang asked with some concern: "It is he who is about to make a move, and needs our cooperation? But you have not been in touch for so many years... Could it be fake? know what's going on outside..."

Shen also scratched his head, and replied: "I will not remember the voice of the elder brother wrongly, he is just informing me that I may need to act in advance."

"You idiot!" Aunt Xiang reprimanded a little, hiding her uneasiness, and whispered, "You have not seen each other for so many years, actually...if, I mean if...if we can stay In this place...you see, the dangers outside cannot come in, and we don't take the initiative to go out, isn't it a good choice?" She spoke intermittently, revealing expectations and inquiries.

Shen also smiled slightly, gently stroked the hair of the woman in his arms, shook his head and said: "Impossible, Ai Cangsheng has been staring at me, he will not let me grow up, once I have signs of canonization, he I must personally end the situation and completely solve the disaster.”

In Shizi Street, you can talk about the holy name without any scruples, because half-sages are not allowed to enter this space unless they pay a big price.

And the half-sage who paid a big price to enter the cross street corner was suppressed by the rules even more terrifying, and his strength was not even as good as ordinary Taixu.

Therefore, the semi-holy will not easily come to the corner of the cross street in the city of the dead Buddha.

Aunt Xiang was silent for a long time, raised her eyes and persuaded: "You don't have to be canonized! It's been so many years, haven't you all come here?"

Shen Yi smiled and said: "You also know that I have been suppressed for more than 20 years. Now, even the power of the rules at the corner of the cross street can hardly restrain me... A genius, even if he wants to be ordinary, he is doomed to be ordinary all his life. We still have to return to the Holy Spirit Continent."

Aunt Xiang pursed her lips, then bent the corners of her lips, and said worriedly: "It's dangerous outside..."

"Yes, but for you, I'm not even afraid of the god of death. I'm afraid of the little one who loves the common people? Are you afraid of Beihuai? Are you afraid of the families of the five great emperors?" Shenyi hugged her, turned around and put her on the bed, showing his body Sweating, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll go wash it first, and I'll come later."

"..." Aunt Xiang tightened her gauze skirt, grabbed the bed sheet with her hands, looked at the man's back, and said with a bit of sternness, "I, I came to you to discuss business!"

"This is the business." Shen also walked into the bathroom, closed the door casually, and then a voice came through the door:

"I have figured out the guidance of resentment, and I also have clues to the mysterious entrance of the 'Inverted Pagoda'. The key to suppressing the power of divinity may not take long before I can enter."

"At that time, if you consecrate it inside, Ai Cangsheng will not be able to detect it."

"I'll take you out of the corner of the cross street after I can become a saint. In this world, no one can stop us, not even the Holy Emperor, as I said."

Downturning the pagoda, complaining about the Buddha... Aunt Xiang didn't listen to the big talk behind her man, but just wandered off in her own thoughts.

The first half of what God also said was the real purpose of his husband and wife coming to the corner of the cross street: to find the inverted pagoda, to find a place that can be consecrated and not discovered by the rules of the Holy Spirit Continent.

But decades have passed, and there is still no result.

To outsiders, the corner of the cross street is a place of killing.

For them, after so many years, they got used to it. After they got used to it, it was like a paradise.

Aunt Xiang was thinking, there is nothing to contend with here, if you can die here without going out, what a wonderful thing it would be?

"pity……"

Aunt Xiang sighed, she knew it was impossible.

Although she is still some distance away from becoming a saint, Shenyi is the first batch of strong men in the previous generation.

With Shen Yi's talent, if it wasn't for saving his own life among the ten seats, he could even stand shoulder to shoulder with Quileihan, Bazun Fan, Dao Qiongcang, Beihuai and other supreme figures.

Even, for himself, at the end of the ten seats, he used his own strength to win another seat, just to bind his name with him forever.

"This idiot..."

Thinking about it, Aunt Xiang couldn't help blaming slightly, but happiness was written all over her face.

At this time, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, the man scratched his head, leaned out his upper body, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm used to closing the door casually, you were also soaked in my sweat just now, so..."

He looked up and down, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to wash together?"

……

The eight gods know how to spread their voices to the five domains, shocking the world.

It wasn't just Sanyue Immortal City, the Burial Sword Tomb, and the cross street corners of the City of Dead Buddha that were alarmed.

For example, the Banyue Residence in the Southern Region, Damoling in the Western Region, and the hometown of Huaxiang, one of the Seven Bans in the Northern Region, all had corresponding movements after hearing the sound at the same time.

However, it is very hidden.

If it wasn't for the insiders of their respective secret organizations, they would basically not be able to see anything unusual.

The Siling Mountain in the Central Region, where the Holy Palace is located, was also in turmoil.