The first little white face in the Three Realms

Seeing that his brother was dead, the little monk ran away. He staggered and took two steps, remembering that he still had a magic weapon that could fly. Before you can stand still, let the magic weapon take you into the air.

But before he wobbled and flew far, the entire flying magic weapon fell directly and hit the ground heavily.

The little disciple immediately lay down on the ground, crying bitterly and begging for mercy: "That's what my brother did, and I didn't want to! Please let me go, it's not easy for us casual practitioners to practice."

When he finished speaking, he realized that he had just been called wrong, and was about to say that he was actually a victim of oppression.

But his begging for mercy didn't last long before it stopped abruptly. The little disciple's fate was similar to that of his senior brother, they all turned into flying smoke in an instant. Soul reincarnation.

In the realm of comprehension, if the weak eat the strong, they deserve to be bullied and then deprived of everything since they are weak.So for Luo Qingyao, the two people in front of him should die peacefully. What special reason does it take for the high gods to kill the noisy ants at will.

With Luo Qingyao as the center and radiating outward for a distance of hundreds of miles, the monsters began to stir, the more sensitive insects fled through holes, and the poisonous frogs and birds in the rainforest also scattered in groups.

In the beginning, there were only a few beasts here and there, but later on, the number of fleeing monsters began to increase. No matter if they were second-tier monsters, third-tier monsters, or even high-tier monsters, they all seemed to have forgotten their hunters or the monsters being captured. The identity of the hunter.

The herd is mighty, and as time goes by, it keeps increasing.The ground where they stepped on was sunken, and the spiritual grass and medicine were swaying here and there, leaving only a mess.

The excessively violent movement also disturbed the cultivators who killed monsters and picked elixir.

They looked around one by one, or probed to observe the movement: "What's the matter, is there a strange treasure born?"

The secret realm of Wanjian Tomb is not too big, and it can only accommodate [-] monks at a time.

Among them, the cave mansion left by the Sword Emperor will not appear until the seventh day after the opening of the secret realm. If someone who is destined to get the true inheritance that is rumored to belong to the Sword Emperor, this secret realm will recognize him as the master and will not be open to the public.

But this is just a rumor, so many amazing and talented monks have entered the Wanjian Tomb, and they have never seen the shadow of the secret treasure.

"If there is a strange treasure, then there should be light."

As soon as the discussing monks finished their analysis, they heard the sound of galloping horses getting closer and closer. A monk who could see hundreds of miles used a lot of spiritual power to add to his eyes, and when he looked into the distance, his expression changed drastically.

"It's not the birth of strange treasures, it's the tide of beasts!"

Even the low-level monsters of the second and third tiers are extremely lethal when gathered together, not to mention the overwhelming black mist and the densely packed heads of monsters. This is clearly an extremely terrifying large-scale beast swarm.

If you look closely, there are quite a few monsters of the fifth and sixth ranks inside. Look at the attitude of trampling everything regardless, who can beat them?This is simply invincible!

"Get out of the way!"

Another trembling voice asked, "Where to avoid?"

The tide of beasts was fierce, and there were all those born to fly, those that ran on the ground, and even those that burrowed into the ground.

"Nonsense, get ahead of them, run around the road, and fly to a higher place!"

Without their lives, all the rare treasures are useless, and they don't care about the things in their hands at this moment, and panicked to find a place to hide.

Some ran desperately to more spacious places, some flew desperately to high places, and some looked for larger water sources and drilled into the water.

When the monks who were impacted by the beast tide showed their magical powers to dodge, the culprit was standing beside the unconscious Xie Randeng.

Apart from closing his eyes, Xie Randeng didn't have any obvious wounds on his body. There was still a roll of rope lying quietly beside him, which proved that the two monks who tried to rely on the strong to bully the weak had once lived in this world. stayed.

Luo Qingyao raised his sleeves, and Xie Randeng slowly rose into the air like a flying magic weapon.

Xie Randeng in a coma is extraordinarily quiet, he is born beautiful, such a "sleeping" appearance adds a temperament that can be bullied and slaughtered by others, making people who witness this fragile flower float in their hearts , giving birth to the evil desire to ravage it.

Affected by his unsatisfactory body, Xie Randeng may be thousands of times more attractive to him than ordinary people.

With a thought in Luo Qingyao's mind, the rope that fell on the ground tied a beautiful knot around his body.

But now Luo Qingyao couldn't control his strength, he used a little more force, and the thin rope tightly tightened Xie Randeng's arm, and in just a split second, the youth's snow-white skin was sunken Go down, ugly livid veins all around the rope.

The immortal rope that made a mistake turned into nothingness in an instant, but it left an irreversible mark on Xie Randeng's elbow.The red marks, which may be deep or light, are very obvious on the snow-white skin, extremely ambiguous.

Luo Qingyao had a thought, and before he had time to analyze the turbulent strange emotions in his chest, the next second he appeared in front of Xie Randeng who was floating in the air.

Looking at the few circles of red marks made by him, the young man lowered his noble and arrogant head, uncontrollably, and lightly licked these marks.

Then he took a few steps back as if frightened, and Xie Randeng, who was floating in the air, fell uncontrollably along with his chaotic heart——before falling to the ground, Xie Randeng stabilized his figure, and walked slowly floated up.

A strange voice quickly convinced Luo Qingyao that the two of them are serious couples, the kind who have worshiped heaven and earth and made a vow. Since they are his husband, there is something he can't touch .

Although the monsters have retreated hundreds of miles away, for Luo Qingyao now, the place they stay is too simple.

Xie Randeng's body fell limply, and fell into Luo Qingyao's arms exactly.But in the blink of an eye, the young man stepped on the finale of the secret realm of Wanjian Tomb, the lair left by the Sword Emperor.

From the outside, this is a palace with a very ancient atmosphere of the spirit world, magnificent and magnificent, but all kinds of spirit plants and demon vines growing randomly tell visitors that it is a barren place that has lost its owner.

Wan Jianzhong wanted to let the monks who entered the secret realm gain experience, so naturally they set up traps everywhere, setting up many obstacles for the young monks who came here.

The traps are dead things, and when Luo Qingyao entered here, they still came towards him according to their original procedures.

Of course, they didn't bring any harm to the visitor who arrived in advance, so Luo Qingyao walked all the way to the real Wanjian Tomb in this posture.

This is the ruins of swords, the cemetery of swords. At a glance, there are all kinds of swords on the flat ground and hills, long, short, wide, thin, black, red...

A series of swords that once amazed the spirit world sleep quietly here, and only when they meet their suitable masters will they wake up.

And when Luo Qingyao stepped into the grave of this huge sword, all the swords seemed to sense something, they buzzed, and even the broken sword struggled to come out, cheering happily.

Suo Guang Gian Ying naturally also came out of his body, and the two of them were close together, launching an offensive against the swords that wanted to approach.

This is their master, other swords don't want to take their place in the master's heart!

But when Wan Jian approached, the swords that gave birth to spirits sensed that something was wrong. What they wanted to find was a powerful master, who could exert their power and fit them well.

But this person who came here does not need a sword to increase his power. All the swords here are not worthy of it, even if it is, even if it is the most important one among them, the sword that belonged to the former Sword Emperor .

Luo Qingyao took a look at these swords, the things here are too bad, none of them are worthy of him, and naturally they are not worthy of his husband.

But putting the things he uses in the spirit world is a huge burden for the spirit world. If Xie Randeng has a treasure that he cannot bear, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing for him.

He chose a circle among the swords, and then found the one that looked the most beautiful and most suitable for the Xie Ran Deng Sword.

The other swords all made a buzzing sound, as if saying: Why did you choose this one?It is a very weak sword.

From the point of view of the sharpest and most lethal spirit sword, this is obviously a useless sword with nothing but beauty. No, this is a sword without a sword spirit.

What Luo Qingyao wanted was a sword without a sword spirit. A sword cultivator took a sword as his wife, and hugging his beloved sword all day long was outrageous.

Xie Randeng doesn't intend to be a sword repairer, and he doesn't need a sword with a sword spirit. If the sword has his own consciousness and is worn by Xie Randeng all day long, then it's not like he wants to rob his husband.

The stupid, blunt rapier cut open Luo Qingyao's palm, letting his blood pour into it.

This will be a sword with a spirit, but the sword spirit inside is a part of himself, and every move will be controlled by him.

The sword has been found, and Luo Qingyao stared at Xie Randeng who was still sleeping. His original plan was to instill some cultivation bases in Xie Randeng, so that he could go from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core Stage in one fell swoop.

But in that case, Xie Randeng will be greeted with a thunder disaster unconsciously, and the two of them will go through the disaster, and they will be exposed to the rain together, Luo Qingyao doesn't want to lose this special little interest.

Life is so boring, it always needs some special sense of ritual to embellish and make it colorful.

Luo Qingyao took a sword manual left by the sword king out of thin air, and then forcibly used spiritual power to wipe it into a wordless book.

He picked up a pen and wrote down four more words——Treasure Book of Double Cultivation.

When Xie Randeng woke up again, he suddenly felt the world spinning, as if something was collapsing.

Fortunately, when he opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was no longer the heavy clock, but Luo Qingyao's surprised face.

"Husband, you are awake!"

Xie Randeng looked around, the broken sword was screaming, and the land was collapsing. In his hand, he held an extremely beautiful rapier, an extremely luxurious sword.

In Luo Qingyao's hand, it was a completely black sword that looked tattered.

Luo Qingyao said: "When I rescued my husband, the two robbers disappeared. As a result, the ground collapsed, and we suddenly entered this place."

Xie Randeng saw a large piece of wreckage of the sword, and he guessed that he and Luo Qingyao entered Wanjian Tomb because of a blessing in disguise.

The space began to distort, and Luo Qingyao said: "This tattered sword flew into my hand by itself, and then this place began to collapse."

The words of the secret treasure of Wanjianzhong appeared in Xie Randeng's mind. He tried to touch the beautiful sword, but he didn't perceive anything extra. The key to control Wanjianzhong should be this broken-looking sword .

He knew that Luo Qingyao had always had extraordinary luck, but he didn't expect his luck to be so good.Xie Randeng was envious, but he was more happy for Luo Qingyao.Sensing the severe space distortion, he grabbed Luo Qingyao's hand in time, and warned with a serious expression; "We may be leaving the secret realm soon, put it away! Don't tell him this casually, even to Master. "

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the two of them appeared on the mountain peak not far from the snow-covered ridge of the sect.

The other monks who were squeezed out were still at a loss: "What's the matter, why did you come out suddenly."

And the powerful people who have been paying attention to this trial of the secret realm calculated that they could no longer connect with the secret realm of Wanjianzhong that opened once in 100 years, and Wanjianzhong once again had an owner.

The author has something to say: I'm going to bed!Adjust your schedule!Everyone should also pay attention to health and don't stay up late!