Crossing the sword spirit of the world of comprehension

"What do you want me to do?" Wang Xiaojian asked without thinking when he heard that Zi Yi could be revived.

Yue Zheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, but he thought that Feng Mo had to gather all four swords, so he said, "What are you going to do? Will it hurt him?"

The Eye of Reality said: "At present, the Phantom Sword is not in his original form, we just let him return to his original form."

"Restore?"

The Eye of Reality seemed to know that Yuezheng was not easy to dismiss, so he said to Wang Xiaojian: "Think about it, if you really want to restore the original body of the Phantom Sword, you must lose your current body and become a sword again."

Yue Zheng persisted: "If he becomes a sword again, can he still be a human again?"

The Eye of Reality avoided talking about it, and looked at Wang Xiaojian, "If you can never become an adult, are you still willing to continue sealing demons?"

Wang Xiaojian was stunned. He looked around and found that everyone was staring at him quietly. He knew that every word he said now might affect the future development, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

Putting his hands on his shoulders, Yue Zheng's voice sounded above his head, low and sweet, "If you don't want to, no one will dare to force you."

Although it was an ordinary and indifferent voice, Wang Xiaojian could still hear a trace of pain in it.He suddenly felt Yuezheng's inner struggle. He was unwilling to sacrifice himself, but he couldn't stop himself blatantly and selfishly. He was the elder of Hanhai Yunzong and a member of this world. He had no reason not to seal the demon.

"Okay." Wang Xiaojian laughed, "It's not that I haven't made swords before, besides, I'm a sword in the first place, and being able to become an adult in two lifetimes is already very profitable. Besides, I want to save Sister Ziyi."

Following his own words, Wang Xiaojian felt the hand holding his shoulder tighten gradually, with such force that it almost crushed his bones.

The world is quiet amidst the ruins.

Although they had obtained the support of the Magic Sword, the crowd did not show a look of relief, they just stared at Wang Xiaojian with complicated eyes and did not speak.

In the end, it was Fu Jian who broke the silence, "Since everyone has reached an agreement, let's get started!"

The whole group was shocked and flew towards Min Yi Mountain under the leadership of Fu Jian.

As always, Minyi Mountain is covered with black rocks, the air is dry and hot, and the center of the lake on the top of the mountain is rolling with hot magma.

After Fujian left, the pots and utensils used for his sword making were not destroyed, and he could start work at any time as long as the fire flow was introduced.

Fu Jian was tall and muscular. He carried a box of sword-forging tools to the pot and began to make preparations.

The hot wind was blowing, and soon everyone began to sweat, but everyone present was one of the best masters, and they used their spiritual power to dissipate their heat.

At this time, only a bang was heard, and Fu Jian smashed the pot.

"Father, what are you doing?" Dongfang Qian was taken aback, and hurried over to stop him.

"We have to take out the cauldron, the brat is still here to help!" Fu Jian said in a rough voice, and he raised the mallet and gave another blow. The pot table was extremely strong, and sparks shot out under the blow of the mallet.

Hearing what he said, everyone rushed over to help, but Fu Jian yelled at him not to come and make trouble.So everyone had to stay aside and watch him and Dongfang Qian spend a lot of effort to open the pot and take out a furnace with a diameter of about one meter inside.

"Okay, let's start." Fu Jian looked at the furnace with satisfaction, and raised his hand to throw the furnace into the lake under the surprised eyes of everyone.

Yuezheng watched the furnace sink into the hot lava, "How to start?"

Fu Jian pointed at Wang Xiaojian and nodded, "You, jump down!"

Wang Xiaojian opened his eyes wide.

Fu Jian pouted impatiently toward the center of the lake, and said loudly, "Yes, it's you, jump in!"

Wang Xiaojian looked at the bubbling lava tremblingly, his legs began to tremble, he swallowed, "You...are you kidding me?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Fu Jian stared, looking extremely angry.

"Wait, if you jump in like this, even Da Luo Jinxian can't get out safely, it's too dangerous." Yue Zheng grabbed Wang Xiaojian.

"Nonsense! If you jump in, no one can get out, how can you practice your sword if you don't jump in?" Fu Jian was furious, "Don't be a mother-in-law, okay? If you drag it on, the world will be in chaos!"

"I don't agree!" Yue Zheng suddenly hugged Wang Xiaojian and flew into the sky.

As soon as he flew up, several other elders also flew up to stop him, "Yue Zheng, don't be arrogant."

"Elder An, even you want to stop me?" Yue Zheng's body was so cold that he forced him to avoid it by a foot.

Elder An said: "I know your heart is hurting, but now is a critical moment. If the phantom sword does not return to its place, the creatures in this world will continue to be attacked by demon energy. Are you willing to see this happen?"

Yuezheng's eyes had turned into an angry blue, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly and said sharply: "That sounds good! If you throw your beloved into the furnace, would you like it?! "

The amount of information in this sentence was too large, and everyone was stunned for a while.

The whole mountain was silent.

Everyone had different expressions, and their expressions were inexplicable. Pairs of eyes turned back and forth on Wang Xiaojian and Yuezheng, as if they had suddenly turned into rare treasures.

Wang Xiaojian trembled when Yue Zheng yelled out, shy and nervous at the same time, at this moment, under the eyes of the crowd watching, he wished to find a crack in the ground, but after only a second of shyness, he shivered again—— The male god announced our relationship to everyone!

Among the people present, only Dongfang Qian knew what was going on, and looked at the shocked expressions of the elders with a smile.

Yuezheng acted in his own way, but this kind of thing was still too shocking, and everyone couldn't accept it for a while.

For some reason, Taoist Tianyang, who is the leader of the Hanhai Yunzong, quickly reacted and immediately thought of himself and Ziyi...

While everyone was in a daze, Yue Zheng suddenly drew out the chasing sword and swept forward fiercely. Before everyone could recover, he broke open a hole and flew out.

"You can't let him go!" An elder shouted loudly, "If he is gone, how can he be worthy of the dead? How can he be worthy of the world?!"

Someone shouted again: "Yuezheng, are you going to betray the people of the world?"

These words shocked Yue Zheng and Wang Xiaojian, Yue Zheng pursed his lips tightly, but still did not look back.

Elders flew over from all directions, this time they showed no mercy, Yue Zheng was entangled, and the two sides fought upside down.

Wang Xiaojian was protected in his arms, and for some reason wanted to cry.

At this time, the voice of the Eye of Reality came from a distance, "Phantom God Sword, are you willing or not?"

Wang Xiaojian was startled, and suddenly many things flashed in his head. He watched Yuezheng and the elder fight upside down, felt the strength of him grasping himself tightly, and finally said softly to Yuezheng: "Yuezheng, let me I'll go."

Yue Zheng was taken aback.

"If this world is destroyed, there is no meaning for us to live." Wang Xiaojian said righteously, "I am willing to dedicate my statement to the common people!"

Everyone was shocked by his resolute expression and firm words, so much so that these words and his deeds of selfless dedication are still circulating on the mainland after N years...

In fact, Wang Xiaojian's heart at this moment is——

We are not afraid of death, we are afraid of pain...

How can you embarrass the male god?

It's worth the death of the male god to defend himself like this!

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, only early death and late death.

Anyway, he died more than once, so why not die again?

Watch me, Wang Xiaojian, save the world... Woohoo, I'm afraid of pain... Ah well, in fact, judging by the temperature, I guess I'll die in a while. Let's just hang our heads, close our heads and fall down...

Can such a bloody thing like saving the world not happen!

Labor and management still want to be a good human being!

Although a group of grass and mud horses were running wildly in his heart, Wang Xiaojian walked towards the center of the lake with a righteous face under the admiration of everyone—I was going to die anyway, so I must leave my glorious back before I die!Leave the image of me as a man to the male god!

Oh no, labor and capital are not SHI, labor and capital will be reborn, and labor and capital will definitely come back!

Then Wang Xiaojian jumped into the lake in a mess of thoughts.

Nima hurts so much!

After using four words as the ending language, Wang Xiaojian completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found that Fu Jian had dropped from the sky with a sledgehammer...

"Emma!"

Wang Xiaojian rolled to the side without thinking, but he didn't want this rolling to fly far away like a rocket. He braked hurriedly, and before he could tell the difference between east, west, and north, a white shadow suddenly appeared beside him, and then his head fell got caught.

A familiar voice tremblingly said, "Wang Xiaojian?"

This sentence is like a switch to turn on the previous memory, the bits and pieces of the past flooded into my mind like a flood, and everything came to mind...

"Yue Zheng..." he called softly.

"Wang Xiaojian?" Yue Zheng's voice was full of ecstasy, he was holding Wang Xiaojian almost uncontrollably, his hands were bleeding profusely from touching the blade.

Wang Xiaojian hastily mobilized his spiritual power to repair him, "It's me or me, don't be so excited, be careful of getting hurt."

"Great! Great!" Yuezheng was so excited that he couldn't help himself, murmuring repeatedly like a Tang monk, without his usual calmness at all.

Looking at his face, Wang Xiaojian was also very excited. He really wanted to hug him and imagine kissing him when he was a human.Unable to restrain himself, he stretched out his hand, but then he was surprised to find that he had a hand!

Then he quickly lowered his head and found that he also had a body.Although a transparent body is nice, but he does have a body!

Yue Zheng stretched out his hand to touch his face, and passed his fingers across his cheeks, his expression was very gentle, "That's great..."

Wang Xiaojian opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Can you see me?"

Yue Zheng nodded.

Nothing beats this news!

Wang Xiaojian jumped up happily, and then the Magic Sword drew various tricks in the sky.

Yue Zheng looked at him with a smile.

"Wang Xiaojian!" A ray of purple light flew over, dancing in the sky with Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian looked to the side, and saw a stunning beauty in a purple dress dancing alongside him.

"Sister Ziyi?" Wang Xiaojian's eyes widened, he was so surprised that he didn't know how to react.

Zi Yi nodded with a smile, "Thank you, if you hadn't shared your fragments with me and let Fu Jian rebuild my body, I would have died."

"Uh, you're welcome." Wang Xiaojian rubbed his head in embarrassment when he remembered that he didn't dare to jump into the lake because he was afraid of pain. Now he is glad that he had the courage to jump down.

A white light and a blue light flew from the sky again, and the blade of the sword appeared vaguely in the two lights, and after approaching them, they flew side by side with them.

Wang Xiaojian heard two voices talking to him, one was Zhaoyunjian who was gentle and gentle, and the other was more domineering and that was Langyejian.

Wang Xiaojian looked down at his own light, er, it was a very vulgar golden light. From the perspective of modern aesthetics, this kind of shining golden light generally represents a nouveau riche with no taste...

But it was beautiful, like the rays of the sun, warm and bright.

When the four swords flew side by side, Wang Xiaojian suddenly had a wonderful feeling that there was nothing they couldn't do in the world!

As if responding to him, the other three swords burst into dazzling light!

Immediately, overwhelming cheers sounded from below.

Wang Xiaojian lowered his head and found that Min Yi Mountain had gathered a large number of people at some time, densely covering the entire mountain.

"The Phantom Sword is back!" Yue Qing's provocative voice sounded, "All four swords are back, and victory is at hand!"

There was another wave of cheers.

Wang Xiaojian felt that he could show off too much, so he quickly flew to Yuezheng's side.

Yue Zheng held him and slowly lowered it down.

"Since the Illusory God Sword has returned to its place and the four swords are gathered together, it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, so let's set off now." Taoist Tianyang climbed to a high place at this time, and his voice spread leisurely throughout the mountains and rivers.

The crowd suddenly said yes, and then raised their swords and shouted: "Feng Mo! Feng Mo! Feng Mo!"

The sound was deafening and resounded through the world.

The sky is full of white clouds, thousands of golden lights are dazzling, the mountains and rivers are clear, and the scenery is beautiful.

Wang Xiaojian's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and he looked at Ziyi, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection, and the four swords flew to the sky to resonate, bursting out a dazzling light.Suddenly, patches of white light appeared on the ground and in the distance, and countless light spots in the white light flew over. They were swords summoned by the Four Swords. They hovered in the sky, shining in the sunlight, as if falling from the nine heavens Galaxy!

The crowd became even more excited, and Yu Jian, who was able to control the sword, galloped up and mixed into the sword array.

Can't Yujian also flew into the sky under the excitement, and when he was about to fall, he found that there was always an empty sword that caught him just in time, and brought him to the large army.

Strips of white light rose from Mount Minyi, and the white lights from the sky and the ground converged to form a huge torrent in the sky.

When there was no more white light rising from the mountain, the sea of ​​stars began to gallop to the northwest, and their goal was the place of the devil——Tianshan Mountain.