My Debauched Devotion

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On the mountainside, above the clouds, the elders' seats.

Ling Zhouyue leaned over to look at the scorched Xiao Ran and the seriously injured Chu Yan below, frowning slightly.

It doesn't make sense, a mere milk-swallowing beast can't make the two of them so embarrassed?

Immortal Yinyue got up at some point, holding a teacup in his hand, which was steaming scarlet.

Young people have young people's ideas, and we as elders don't need to intervene.

ha?

What is this called?

Ling Zhouyue seemed to understand but not understand, her picturesque face was uncharacteristically heavy as ink, and her frowning eyebrows could not be melted away for a long time.

Not quite right!

Her premonitions have always been accurate, but for some reason, she always feels that there is an undercurrent surging around her.

Did Xiao Ran encounter an unexpected situation in the cave?

Or did he also sense that something was wrong, so he took the risk to hunt the Swallowing Beast?

hundred times.

Immortal Yinyue took a sip of the steaming black tea, and after seeing Xiao Ran's bone-setting technique, ripples suddenly appeared on his calm soft face.

I didn't expect that Xiao Ran still has such a bone-setting method. Maybe one day, he will be able to teach me the method of dissection.

Ok?

Ling Zhouyue came back to her senses, inexplicably recalling her previous dream.

You must not teach him.

...

In a thorn forest on the mountainside, under a hidden canopy.

A quarter of an hour after the osteotomy operation, Chuyan got up, patted the pretty little butt valley, took a tentative step, took two steps sideways, and finally just jumped up.

Just like a normal person, there is no trace of pain or jerky.

This made her suspicious,

Did I really have a broken bone just now?

Could it be that he was drugged, so he was hallucinating?

Of course, this is just an illusion. Compared with her master, her brain that has not been ravaged by fake wine is still good.

Then he turned around and said to Xiao Ran:

Unexpectedly, your bone setting skills are better than mine. Did Elder Yinyue teach you?

Xiao Ran raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

Master, you can't teach me how to dig hot springs with barbecue, food, wine, right? Facts have proved that, apart from having children, I'm not as good as you, but I treat you like the circle of the second rock passage, in a state of complete encirclement.

Chu Yan hissed and gasped.

I don't want to have a child, it hurts me to death, I will definitely marry the master in the future.

It turned out that I bent because I was afraid of pain!

It has been two generations, and I still want to marry my master.

It's funny enough.

Xiao Ran did not extend this topic, but asked Chu Yan with a serious expression on his face:

I have a question for you.

Chu Yan was slightly taken aback, almost frightened.

Just ask, don't be so serious.

Xiao Ran asked her with a sullen face:

Just now in the underground cave, what do you think is the difference between the eyes of the swallowing beast?

this one? Chu Yan was a little confused.

There is no difference? Why do you ask?

Xiao Ran frowned tightly.

Could it be that I can only see it with the resonance method?

Or the reason for the black ring?

There are too many fans in Xiaowu, and he is not sure.

It's nothing, my eyesight is not very good.

Chu Yan curled her lips and said:

It's so nice to see something with your eyes. I won't say what it is, and anyone who understands it will understand.

Not surprisingly, her dog's head was rubbed angrily.

Know your size!

...

After taking a short rest and replenishing their spiritual energy, the two finally stepped onto the third level of the Sword Inheritance Conference.

The location of the sword spine layer is very close to the top of the mountain.

Coming out of the sword spine layer, Xiao Ran looked up, and could even see the huge black shadow of the fairy boat, which looked like a giant kun through the clouds, giving people a sense of oppression like a giant phobia.

What I thought was:

Who is Xiaowu?

Where are the primates?

Is it related to Li Wuxie in Xianzhou?

All kinds of worries gathered on his brows, and Xiao Ran remained silent all the way.

Chu Yan thought he was worried that the third floor would be too difficult, so she comforted her:

Don't worry, I'll take care of you at the sword spine layer. Besides, didn't you say you're completely surrounded by me?

That's natural.

The two stepped into the sword spine layer.

This is a barren mountain, with broken swords stuck upside down in the grass, very similar to the broken swords on Zhijian Peak.

According to Lin Yunzi, the broken sword at Jianjian Peak was also arranged by the sect back then, in order to hone the master's sword heart.

However, the edges and corners of those broken swords have been worn away by the laziness of the master, and the sword intent has long been lost, and they have been completely reduced to spectacle.

But the broken sword on the thorn layer has a sword intent!

The two walked into the depths of the sword spine.

If you look carefully, you can see broken swords stuck upside down in the grass, like tombstones.

Coincidentally, the sword intent on the broken sword... is exactly the shock, fear, despair and wailing left by the dead sword holders.

Xiao Ran originally thought that the so-called sword intent was the intent to be unyielding, but he didn't expect it to be the struggle of the sword holder before dying in the face of the netherworld.

This immersive sense of substitution, the deep-rooted fear and despair made Xiao Ran feel even more scalp-numbing than seeing Nether with his own eyes.

Bearing their sword intent, the two trekked upward one after the other.

As they went deeper into the forest of sword thorns, fierce sword winds began to hit the bodies of the two of them, and quickly penetrated into the outer wall of the dantian.

Xiao Ran was a little cautious, and only used his qi refining cultivation base and the power of first-order resonance to resist, which was quite difficult.

The outer wall of his dantian seemed to be smashed by ten thousand swords at the same time.

Fortunately, the Danbi is reinforced with jiaodan, so the pain will return to the pain, so there will be no major problems.

Chu Yan is much more relaxed.

She pulled out the silver sword, her figure was like a shuttle, she kept taking extremely delicate footwork, leading the way in front, leading Xiao Ran forward.

After following Chu Yan, Xiao Ran felt much more relaxed.

While leading Xiao Ran forward, Chu Yan introduced in the tone of someone who has come here:

These broken swords are the swords of monks who died in the battle of Zhu Ming after the end of the Dharma Era.

Xiao Ran was puzzled.

Why are all broken swords?

Chuyan explained.

Fight to the death and the sword must be broken. None of them ran away... Of course, it would be easier to die if they ran away. It's just that their intact swords have long been corrupted by the poison of the underworld and turned into dust, so they won't stay here.

All Xiao Ran's thoughts seemed to be realized:

It seems that the broken sword is the medal of the dead.

Chu Yan nodded.

Medal... well, that's the exact word.

Go to the middle of the wasteland.

The land is surrounded by tens of thousands of broken swords, and it is bare without grass and broken swords.

I only used the sword to draw some eyeball spirit patterns representing the underworld on the ground, which seemed to be quite old.

Hold on, the real horror is coming.

Chuyan pretends her heart is like still water, and she is old-fashioned.

Xiao Ran looked up at the sky.

It's coming...

Chu Yan was leading the way in front of Li Ran, but at an unknown time, she unexpectedly walked behind Li Ran's side, tugging at the hem of Li Ran's clothes, her legs trembling non-stop.

The sword wind became more and more fierce.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

At first, it was a tragic cry from afar.

Soon the sky was filled with blood mist, and the mournful moan that appeared and disappeared, and was far and near, all made people feel creepy.

Looking at the night again, it has turned almost the blood red of night.

In the blood mist, black shadows filled the air, wandering around strangely.

It was only then that Xiao Ran discovered that there was already a dark shadow cruising in the blood mist.

The internal organs made of blood, struggling, tearing, bloody, terrifying, stretching endlessly, but not scary, making people immerse themselves in the most tormenting suffering in the world.

Suddenly, dark and dark shadows surrounded them from all directions, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding area was blocked.

Look carefully, it's not Nether, but a figure infected with Nether poison!

Some have broken arms, some have broken legs, some have been cut in half, and some have no heads...

Ferocious, miserable, uttering terrifying syllables,

Remnants from all directions grabbed the two of them, one after another, trying to drag them into the depths of the unknown abyss.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had been dispersed by the shadow.

Xiao Ran quickly took some medicine and stabilized his body.

Is this off normal?

Xiao Ran thought to himself, Chu Yan was scared before, which means that this is a normal level content, and has nothing to do with Nether, and it has nothing to do with Xiaowu and primates.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Although the outer wall of the dantian reinforced by the Jiaodan was under the sword attack, it was still very stable, but the flesh was torn with bloody holes.

Xiao Ran didn't bother to care about these details, his spirit consumption was extremely high.

The spiritual power consumed can only be filled with resources, especially the beast pill of the Gold Core Realm Swallowing Beast, which can provide extremely rich spiritual power rewards for Xiao Ran who is in the Qi Refining Realm.

He closed his eyes and listened to everything around him with the resonance of all things.

Even the voices of the dead.

the other side.

After Chuyan was scattered by the black shadow, she was so frightened that she poked on the ground and couldn't move an inch.

At first, she was very scared, but when she thought that without her own protection, Xiao Ran would definitely kneel down instantly, suddenly she was not so scared anymore.

It is the right way to kill these black shadows as soon as possible and go to Xiao Ran.

She used the sewing needle sword technique, and continued to walk in the direction just now in the most delicate and labor-saving way.

I don't know how long it has been.

She still couldn't find Xiao Ran, but unexpectedly, she rushed out of the bloody night.

In front of him is a sea of ​​flowers.

There is a black monument in the middle.

A black character is engraved on the black wall.

There are nearly a hundred ancient swords around, all of which are inserted upside down in the sea of ​​flowers. The sword body is complete, simple and rusty, but it gives people a sense of timelessness.

It's the Xuan-level Sword Tomb! I actually arrived at the Xuan-level Sword Tomb!

She almost yelled out excitedly.

She speculated before that she could only go up to the ground level at most, but she didn't expect to rush all the way to the mysterious level!

Because of sewing needle swordsmanship?

The sky is mysterious and the ground is yellow. Xuan is usually used to describe the sky, which is the level closest to the sky.

Although she didn't know how she got there, she was excited beyond restraint.

However, he didn't immediately choose a sword.

Instead, he raised his head and looked up to the next step, the heavenly step, like a fairyland.

Unfortunately no one...

Chuyan thought, did I overestimate him?

Looking down, the lower floors, the gorgeous palaces... are still empty.

Further down, the yellow class, fertile soil for thousands of miles... still no one.

Her gaze kept going downwards until she saw Xiao Ran's figure from a distance in the middle of the wasteland on the sword thorn layer.

He didn't move a step, holding two broken swords in his hands...

Front and back come from the same sword.

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