Sword Three + Honghuang 818 This Unreasonable World

"You are not as suitable as me, and it is right for me to go." Taiyi said in a tone of "don't argue with me".

Xuandu said: "You still have Yi to take care of."

Taiyi said: "It is because of Yi'er that I am going! I have an accident, and Yi'er is still in the lineage. You have no successors."

But it turned out that the reason why they fought for it was because whoever made a move against the Ten Golden Crows would be backlashed by luck, and would either be seriously injured or die, and because they tried to do it quickly and ruthlessly, they couldn't take turns to share it.

Taiyi continued to present the facts: "Besides, I have the possibility of surviving. The master is a saint, so he will not be affected. Master and apprentice are connected by fate. You have no apprentices, but Yi'er can share the burden for me." But who We all know that Taiyi's words are just words.Seeing how he has favored Yi for the stars for hundreds of years, how could he be willing to let Yi suffer with him, and Taiyi will definitely take all the backlash on himself.

The second-generation disciple of Chanjiao, who was not here, didn't notice Yi who was eavesdropping outside the door.

Yun Zhongzi tapped the table with his index finger, and said, "We don't even know where the ten Highnesses are, what are you trying to do so quickly?"

That's a problem.Saint Nuwa probably cast spells on the location of the ten Golden Crows, and they couldn't figure it out no matter how they deduced it.

Yi covered his mouth and retreated quietly.

Yi transformed into a spirit bead, and this bead has a special feature, which is that it can freely enter and exit regardless of the enchantment, so he fell into meditation, and found Taiyi was not there after waking up, so he quietly chased after him knowing the reason.Although Houyi was a disciple of Taiyi, because he was born an elf, there were few barriers in his journey of cultivation. At this time, he was only half a step away from Taiyi's cultivation base.He came here to help his master, but he didn't expect to hear such a conversation.

Yi retreated to the main hall, and smiled at Fuyou who trusted him because he showed the aura of Yuqing's martial arts: "Your Majesty, Master and uncles are discussing something, and I didn't disturb them." The embarrassing expression entrusted.

Yi glanced at Xihuang's boy who came from the Yaozu in the hall, and said again: "Your Majesty, I want to ask him something. I'll take him to the back first."

Fuyou smiled and nodded, without thinking too much.

Yi took the boy to a hidden corner, and asked straightforwardly, "You said you knew the whereabouts of the Ten Golden Crows, but is it true?"

The boy nodded.

"Then tell me, I will tell Master and them." Yi said sincerely.

The boy hesitated for a moment, thinking of the humiliation Fuxi had given him, he gritted his teeth and said it anyway.

Don't blame me, blame your uncle Fuxi!

After speaking, the boy didn't stay in the human race anymore. He knew that the human race would never be able to stop an angry saint, so he committed suicide as a bachelor to give himself a good time.

Taiyi didn't know that his apprentice brother was coming, until he met Fuyou.

"Fuyou, you said my disciple came to look for me?" Taiyi asked in surprise, he didn't see Yi's figure.

"Well, I came here just now, and brought a boy who knew where the ten golden crows were to find you, didn't you meet?" Fuyou said unintentionally, Taiyi heard the flash of light in his head.

"You, when did you say Yi'er came?" Taiyi's legs were a little weak, and he grabbed Xuandu's hand beside him to stabilize himself.

The time when he heard Fuyou's talk was exactly when he was talking about the Golden Crow with his brothers and sisters.Taiyi shrank his pupils, a certain thought could not be dispelled, so he set up the light and went to the moon star.

On the Taiyin planet, Yi held the arrow and bow he got from Sushu and saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Uncle and Grandmother, for your success."

Su Shu sighed softly, "Have you thought about it? Once you draw this bow, there is no turning back."

Yi smiled like a child, no, he was only a few hundred years old, so he was already a child. "Well, I've thought about it."

He came out of the moon palace, put the bow on the lunar star and drew the arrows to the full. His eyes passed through the space and fell on the ten golden-clothed children of Tangu Fusang. His expression was so calm that it was cruel.Three ice arrows restraining them were shot out, hands steady.

The Golden Crows were still playing around, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

The ice arrow with the power of space passed through the void, penetrated the hearts of the three Golden Crows, and instantly took their lives away.

Shaohao's pupils narrowed in an instant, and he stared blankly at his brother who was still smiling a few breaths ago, his expression froze. It was his first contact with death, and his body became uncontrollably stiff.

Yi coldly hardened his heart and shot three more ice arrows, and took away three more golden crows. The backlash had already begun, and the corners of his lips were dripping red.Yi pursed his lips tightly and shot two more arrows, shooting the two golden crows flying together to death.

The last two left...

Yi's body has begun to shatter, pieces of skin peeling off like broken porcelain?The unstoppable blood spouted, and the hot and humid liquid scalded the cold moon.

With trembling hands, Yi shot out the last two ice arrows. He couldn't take care of the aim, and he was terrified when he encountered the backlash from his bad body.

After sensing Taiyi's breath, Yi turned his head and gave him a bright smile——

Then it exploded like fireworks.

"Spirit beads—"

……

The first time his brother died, he still hadn't realized it, but the second time Shaohao finally came to his senses. "Run!" Shouted, Shaohao was still too young, he still didn't forget to grab Lu Ya who was next to him when he should run scattered.The other two golden crows followed suit and fled in groups, allowing Yi to shoot them.

Shaohao, who could be regarded as having reacted, pushed Lu Ya away, "Run separately and find Father!"

At this moment, Shaohao felt a coagulation force, something seemed to squeeze his whole body, not allowing him to move.After the lessons of the human race, Nuwa remembered the inheritance memory left to the little Golden Crows and told Shaohao that this is what the space looks like after being imprisoned.

No wonder his other brothers couldn't escape the Frostbolt.

Fortunately, I don't know what happened to the hunter in the dark. The last two arrows were not at the same level as before, and they didn't hurt the vitals between him and Lu Ya.

Di Jun, who rushed over to rescue the only two remaining sons, was afraid for a while, and he was furious with the cause and effect introduced by Hetu Luoshu.

People, clans!

Explain, teach!

……

Xuandu found Taiyi.The once high-spirited Xianjiao disappeared, leaving only a haggard man with disheveled hair sitting on the ground staring blankly at a bow.

Xuandu, who had already guessed what happened, didn't know how to speak at this moment, so he could only call him first: "Taiyi..."

Taiyi turned his head slowly, stared at Xuandu for a while, and then said hoarsely: "Xuandu, my apprentice is missing—"

"He disappeared, right in front of my eyes."

He is useless!It's him who is useless as a master!

Seeing what Xuandu wanted to say, Taiyi fixedly looked at him, and suddenly said: "Let's go."

"what?"

Taiyi smiled miserably, "Go back to fight, the human race still needs us, doesn't it?"

At least, he can't let his apprentice do useless work.

The death of eight highnesses from the Yaozu completely enraged the Demon Emperor Jun. With his order, the Yaozu and the Human Race are about to start a full-scale war.

There is a hidden cave in a mountain range in Honghuang. There is a large sword furnace hidden in the cave, and a golden sword is about to be formed.

Xuancao looked at the greatest work of her life with a calm face, and the excitement could only be seen from her slightly trembling fisted hands.

If this sword can be practiced, I'm afraid it can bet a lot of chips on the race against the monster race, right?

Xuancao is a human race, and she is also a time traveler. In terms of cultivation, it seems that her seven orifices have been blocked, and her cultivation base is in a mess.But when God closes a door, he always opens a window, and the window for Xuancao is the training tool.It is the difference between white clouds and silt.

Thanks to his fellow travelers, although Xuancao couldn't go to the front line because of his cultivation, he was still able to know the current situation of the human race on the battlefield.

Xuancao knew that the human race was fighting hard because of the beasts' physical training, so his brain became flexible, and he wanted to do his part for the human race.

Xuan Cao thought of the "Witch Slaying Sword" that is often seen in Honghuang's novels.

In the prehistoric novels, the witch clan is the best in body training, and the Wuzu Sword is the sharp weapon developed by the monster clan to deal with the witch clan's defense.

Then, if we deal with the Yaozu in turn, we can also break through their defenses, right?

Probably due to the fact that he died once, Xuancao was so courageous that he directly experimented with his own soul, and found that the weapon fused with the human soul really had the property of "piercing armor".

Dim golden light spreads in Xuancao's eyes with dancing flames, and the dark stove seems to be the bloody mouth of a monster, a dark road leading to the underworld.

But with the soul sacrifice sword, even if reincarnation has already appeared, she will not have an afterlife.

Xuan Cao stared at the stove, waiting for the moment to sacrifice the sword.In the middle of the night, the most cloudy moment.

Hearing a voice from outside, Xuancao thought—someone who is willing to sacrifice the sword with her has come.

—I don’t know how many there will be.

The more souls sacrificed to the sword, the sharper the sword would be.For example, what they sacrificed to the sword was experience, which was used to upgrade the sword - the higher the level of the sword, the higher the level of killing.

Xuancao took a deep breath, pinched a formula to open the stone door, "Enter..." the words stopped abruptly.When seeing the densely packed human race in the sky and the ground outside the door, Xuancao couldn't help but burst into tears.

Or the old man who is near the end of his lifespan, or the middle-aged man in his prime, or a beautiful woman, there are monks and mortals--the millions of people who stay behind and have no ability to go to the battlefield, except for infants and youngsters. In addition to doing tinder, they all came.

The old man said, "Anyway, I'm going to die soon, why don't I leave some hope for the people."

The middle-aged man said, "Although we can't practice, it's great to be able to help."

The woman said, "My child is still young, so let me pave a bright road for him with flesh and blood."

The monk said, "I didn't expect that my level of cultivation could be of help. If the soul has been cultivated, it will be more useful than the uncultivated one."

The mortals supported each other, and the monks set up the escape light, and they all jumped into the sword furnace without hesitation. Their souls were all used as nourishment to nourish the golden sword.

Xuan Cao stayed at the end, glanced at the battlefield between the human race and the monster race in the distance, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and died with the sword.

At that moment, the situation changed suddenly, and countless great powers turned their attention to this side.They couldn't see the scene of the sword sacrifice before, they only saw a dark sword furnace and a golden shaped sword.

Xuancao's best friend took the golden sword and brought it to the emperor.

Thousands of human races sacrificed their swords, and the strong yin, yang and five elements brought the golden sword back from the acquired to the innate. The sword body was clear, and there was no trace of resentment that should be produced by the sword.

"This sword... what is its name?"

"My friend, if the sword is made, let's call it 'Hope'. The light of hope brought by the golden sun. The vulgarity is a bit vulgar, and it has a good meaning anyway."

It seemed to recall Xuan Cao's lively and playful nonchalant, and the sword presenter answered Fu You with a strong nasal voice.

"Huang, this sword is named 'Hope'."

This is the hope that the human race... earned for you!

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[Tucao] In the past, the martyrs of the human race were maliciously smeared. Is it the loss of morality or the destruction of human relations?

Content: I know that it was the Human Sovereign who led the human race on the road of resisting the monster race, and I also understand that you want to make the Human Sovereign a natural and sacred mentality. Able to walk, able to speak at birth, will grow up in the wind, and become a handsome young man within three days. Humans love animals and love, understand the words of all spirits. Turning into a spring of spirits, touching stones and turning stones into spiritual jade, we can also accompany you with brain damage, but there is no need to raise the image of the emperor by discrediting the martyrs!

The Human Sovereign and the female devil fought for three days and three nights, what is it to kill the female devil who cruelly sacrificed the blood of the human race to the sword!what!ghost!

Wouldn't your crew's conscience hurt if you smeared Xuancao Qizu so much? !

1L: My big knife is already hungry, it's time to kill the screenwriter!

2L: Seeing those words describing Renhuang, I really want to laugh hahahahahahaha——

3L: No way, there is someone who dares to be a black weapon ancestor, who gave him the courage?Waiting for the screenwriter to be beaten.

4L: It is estimated that the headline on the front page tomorrow will be "Famous screenwriter smears the ancestors of the black race, and the fans of Qizu are angry and bagged human flesh".

5L: Just wait for the screenwriter to step down—well, Pindao will sneak a sack first.