The Demon Lord Orders Rickoff [Traveling]

The Sword Tomb is composed of two peaks, one is the Spirit Sword District, and the other is the Immortal Sword District, which is shining brilliantly.While climbing, the disciples try to draw their swords. Pull out the swords and start testing the swords. If they are satisfied, they should leave. If they are not satisfied, they can continue to search.

Many disciples are looking for swords with swords. If they can't get a better sword, at least they have a second-best one in hand, so that they won't get nothing in the end.

Among them, Shen Moli seemed to be a maverick, just blindly climbed the peak, never tried a sword.

Many disciples shook their heads when they saw his appearance.

"I'm complacent, absolutely complacent. My cultivation base is a little faster, and my eyes are higher than the top after winning the game. Alas, I can't get anything in the end."

"Leave him alone, let's work harder, don't miss the opportunity every 50 years."

Because of this rare opportunity, there were fewer people making irresponsible remarks, and Shen Moli also went in from one ear to the other. If he wanted to get the Burning Light Sword, he had to get it.

Halfway up the Jianfeng Peak, it was suddenly extremely difficult to walk, just like when climbing the Demon Peak, the disciples who climbed the peak all slowed down.Some who had held many swords were so tired that they put down the others, leaving only one.In just an instant, the sword he put down was snatched away again.

"Why is it getting harder and harder to walk?" a disciple said.

"That's the resistance of the fairy sword and sword spirit. They instinctively refuse to be taken away and used." A disciple who came to the sword mound 50 years ago said.

Shen Moli was at the front of the crowd because he didn't waste time and energy.

At this time Ruan Qiye leaned over, "I have an extra sword here, why don't you take it first."

"No need." Shen Moli said.

"Are you running for the burning light sword?" Ruan Qiye smiled and said, "No one can get that sword."

"Really?" Shen Moli continued to crawl.

"The sword spirit of the Burning Light Sword has a stubborn personality and powerful magic power. Even those in the fusion stage may not be able to handle it." Ruan Qiye obviously knows the Burning Light Sword very well, "I come from a family of immortal cultivators. Understood, you heard me right."

"Thanks."

"Why are you still climbing? You're tired. Let's rest." Ruan Qiye said.

"No."

"Okay, I want to see if you can get it." Ruan Qiye also followed.

When he reached the peak, Shen Moli was exhausted.As for the people surrounding the peak, there are already seven or eight people, and their cultivation bases are all in the process of transforming spirits, and they are in the late stage of training.No wonder they are so fast.

When Shen Moli was about to draw his sword, he was stopped by someone.

"Ah, ah, don't those who come from behind know how to line up?" said a disciple with a mole on his chin.

"Didn't you guys not have it?" Shen Moli asked doubtfully.

"No, we can wait, but everything is in order, so if you wait, you are a gentleman." A squinting disciple said, shaking his head.

"Simple." Shen Moli said.

"What?" said the squinting disciple.

"Speak in a simpler way." Shen Moli said.

The disciple with the mole said impatiently, "Kong Nunren said the same thing as me, just wait."

"What if I insist on drawing the sword?" Shen Moli wanted to confirm whether this possibility existed.

The seven or eight people immediately geared up, drawing talismans, and arraying arrays, and saw sword shadows and spells flying together, and their spiritual power was the same as spells.

Shen Moli coughed, "Please wait first."

Kong Ruannuo also had nothing to do, so he came over to talk to Shen Moli: "You are the person who passed it on, Shen Molihu?"

Shen Moli: "Exactly."

Kong squeezed: "Is there something wrong between you and Mu Qingchi?"

Shen Moli: "Fart."

Ruan Qiye clapped his hands and laughed, and finally suppressed his smile under the eyes of the seven people, trembling non-stop.

Kong squeezed: "Why are you being rude?"

Shen Moli: "You insult me ​​first."

Kong Yanshuo: "Disrespect the elders!"

Shen Moli: "Don't let Xiaosheng."

Kong squeezed: "You..."

Shen Moli: "I am kind and thank you."

With a bang, rocks and dirt flew towards them, and the three barely avoided it.Realizing that the seven people had a hole blown under the scorching lightsaber, Shen Moli's eardrums were so shocked that they buzzed.

"Did you come out, did you come out?"

"No."

"Would you like to continue?"

Several people discussed.

The purple light of the burning sword suddenly appeared, and then there was a man in black beside the sword. His face was as cold as ice, and he frowned: "Are you okay?"

"Shuoguang! He is the scorching light!" the disciple Rou Mole said.

Shen Moli looked at him, and sure enough, he was as the name suggests, with a different appearance and expression, like a cold light in the middle of the night, with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to burn others.

Ruan Qiye looked straight at her, and clicked her tongue: "Beauty!"

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Guang looked at him with disdain and aloofness in his eyes.

"It's really a good sword, a good sword spirit, who among these people has such a fate!" said a disciple.

"It should be me." Shen Moli said.Because just now Mu Qingchi said that he would definitely get it, and Mu Qingchi would not lie to him, nor would he say that he was not sure.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers." The disciple of the meat mole said.

"Speak wild words!" Zhuo Guang was also disdainful.

"How can I get your approval," said a disciple, "You should appreciate our cultivation base, tell me about the conditions."

Zhuoguang raised the corners of his lips contemptuously, "If you can swallow the heart of the sword, you will be able to accept it." After finishing speaking, he took out a black bead and spread it on the palm of his hand.

Immediately, someone snatched it up and swallowed it. In less than a breath, he fell to the ground and vomited blood, spitting out Jianxin.Hooked by the burning finger, it returned to the palm, and the light was as new without any stain.

Disciple Rou Mole made up his mind, "I, Tan Weiwei, will try it." He breathed out ten breaths first, and when everyone was getting restless, he picked up the sword heart and threw it into the mouth, and immediately screamed wildly, rolling and crying on the ground, " It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

When he cried out that it hurts, Shen Moli immediately frowned. It turned out that it would hurt to swallow it, but he couldn't give up trying just because of the pain.When he was about to take it, someone shook him away with force, rushed forward, and swallowed the heart of the sword.

"Ouch—" he spit out a mouthful of blood, spit out the heart of the sword, and said: "The viscera have been destroyed by it, the scorching light is really vicious, this vicious sword, you don't need it."

Until everyone tried it once, some even tried several times, and when they were about to give up, Ruan Qiye stepped forward and said, "I'll try."

He held the heart of the sword in his hand, thought for a moment, and then swallowed it into his mouth. After a while, he seemed to be fine. Everyone thought that the sword belonged to him.Shen Moli was even more anxious. Could it be that he was going to miss out on this sword? What should I do?

"I'm fine, Zhuoguang, you are mine now." Ruan Qiye smiled, and then said to everyone: "I've accepted it!"

Burning Light scoffed.

"Why," Ruan Qiye said, "You haven't..." Suddenly he fell to the ground and began to twitch, his appearance was terrifying.

Everyone told him to spit out Jianxin quickly, but he seemed to lose consciousness and didn't respond.

When Shen Moli was about to find out, his palm spread out, and the heart of the sword returned to him, "Is there anyone else who wants to try it? If there is no one, I will return to the sword."

"Me." Shen Moli said immediately after hearing this.

The scorching light swept him away with still contemptuous eyes, "Try it."

Shen Moli glanced at it. The heart of the sword was black and icy cold in the palm of his hand. It was nothing special, so he swallowed it directly.After waiting for half a cup of tea, there was no abnormality.So he pulled out the burning light sword on the ground and wanted to go down the mountain.He thought that Mu Qingchi might be worried after waiting outside for too long.

"Wait for me, bring Jian Xin." Zhuo Guang followed behind.

"Wait until I go out, who knows if you will conjure up something to swallow." Shen Moli walked faster and faster.

"I only have one sword heart, bring it!" Zhuo Guang's tone was slightly unkind.

"You let me swallow, I swallowed, you want it now, sorry, digested."

"you you you……"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and then they were stunned. If there were not some filth and blood on the ground, they must have regarded this as a dream.

"The sword that no one has taken away for many years was taken away by a boy who just formed a pill? What luck did he have?"

"He's cheating, he's not as good as you and me, so it's impossible for him to win the Burning Light Sword."

"The key is how he cheats, you and I can all watch."

"Let's go for it, and the anger will kill people!"

After leaving the sword mound, Shen Moli immediately became the focus of everyone. They saw him walking straight ahead with a burning light sword in his hand, followed by a boy in black clothes. Whatever the boy in black clothes said, he ignored him until he reached Mu It stopped in front of Aoike.

Mu Qingchi said: "Why didn't he return to the sword?"

"That's right," Shen Moli turned his head, "Why don't you go back into the sword, how tired you are from walking like this."

"Give back my sword heart." Burning Light glared at him.

"You took his sword heart, hahaha, no wonder he is so angry." Mu Qingchi laughed.

"Can't you take it?"

Mu Qingchi smiled indifferently, "Li Li can take it if he wants, there's nothing he can't do."

"Hello." The burning eyes looked at Mu Qingchi.

"Jian Xin is like Jian Ling's underwear. If you take it, he will be anxious if he doesn't have to wear it." Mu Qingchi smirked.

"..." Shen Moli thought back, didn't they all swallow his underwear, he couldn't help but get agitated, and said: "Give it back to you."

Burning Light took the heart of the sword, glared at each of them, and then returned to the sword.

The more Shen Moli thought about it, the more his stomach turned upside down, and he clutched his neck as if vomiting, but was stopped by Mu Qingchi, "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

"Jian Xin is the weapon of the sword spirit. Whether he is fighting you in the sword, or assisting you outside the sword, he needs Jian Xin. Jian Xin is cultivated by the sword spirit, and the sword spirit also relies on it exist."

Shen Moli thought, the sword heart that Mu Qingchi said is to the sword spirit, it should be like the central processing unit to a computer, right?He took away the CPU and the computer naturally couldn't work.

Shen Moli said: "Understood. Can I try it now?"

"Not yet."

"why?"

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Mo Li: Qingchi, you can be naughty, I will deal with you when I am not your junior brother^_^