Supreme Soaring Immortal

"It's really a magic sword! I'll take a look."

As soon as Qin Shuang's figure floated, he sat in front of Peng Yue, pressing his palm on the Heavenly Demon Sword.

After a while, Qin Shuang released his hands, his expression constantly changing. Finally looked at Peng Yuedao:

"Peng Yue, I am also a little uncertain. You have to know that every time it **** blood, it will become stronger, and this will also increase the difficulty of your refining."

"Yes!" Peng Yue nodded bitterly.

"So, in this situation, will it be strong enough to get rid of you, or even kill you, or will you refine it before it is strong?"

"I do not know either!"

"Also, even if you refine it first, can you change its blood-sucking nature? If it still wants to **** blood, wouldn't it have to kill continuously? Unless you give up the Heavenly Demon Sword? Then you have become A killing puppet?

This is really the sword refining people, not people refining swords. "

The people in the cave became nervous and looked at Peng Yue. If Peng Yue can't give them an explanation that satisfies them, Yunhe and the others will definitely destroy the magic knife.

The team of more than one hundred people and one hundred races crossed the plain and walked into the dense forest.

Under the leadership of that earthly respect, they swiftly walked through the dense forest. The fluctuations in the space left by Yunhe and the others were clearly visible in the eyes of the monks with spatial attributes.

The reason why these monks are in hot pursuit is that, on the one hand, the previous battles had too many casualties and they wanted revenge. On the other hand, when they remembered that the black-clothed immortal emperor suddenly slapped and killed an earthly statue, they suddenly became full of greed for that black sword.

"How far is it?" said one of the Tianzun.

"Looking at the space left, it should not be far away." The respected said.

"These cultivators of the Holy Land Alliance are really strong enough. This is God's injustice. Everyone has the same cultivation level. Why are they stronger than us?

It is because they were born in a holy land, and the Taoism and supernatural powers they learned are stronger than ours. "The Tianzun said angrily.

"But they are few!" Another Tianzun laughed and said, "Even if the Barbaric Continent is added, there are only seven continents. How does it compare with our nearly 100 continents? Our number of monks is ten times that of them. Let me say that if they stay on hold and wait for the final battle, they still have a glimmer of hope of victory. But they arrogantly ran to the center of this galaxy to fight with us, even if we use three, four, or even five people Change them, how many will they have left in the end?"

"Hehe, I think they won't have many people until the real decisive battle."

"In the past ten years or so, our alliance has died a lot, not eight million, and ten million. But the Holy Land Alliance has also died about three million."

"We just want to kill more and less, and spend time to reduce the strength of the Holy Land Alliance. Compared with our strength this time, killing the four people will not cause the slightest casualties."

"That black knife..."

"Don't worry about the black knife. The knife holder cut such a knife. I am afraid that he is already dead now. Even if he is not dead, he is still dying. The relative threat is that Tianzun, but there are three of us. , He is not a problem."

"Will they find reinforcements?"

"This can't be prevented, but it is not easy to find reinforcements on the huge planet that are just right against us. If the reinforcements are not strong, we will kill them together. Their heads are meritorious."

"It's near!" the spatial attribute earth-zun suddenly said.

"Huh?" The cultivators looked at the earthly respect.

"The traces of space show that they have just left here not long ago."

"Sound silence!" The headed Tianzun shouted in a low voice, and more than a hundred monks quieted down.

In the dark night, I saw more than a hundred figures flying close to the ground, only the sound of the light clothes flying in the sky.

Inside the cave.

Qin Shuang looked at Peng Yue, frowning slightly, and at this moment Peng Yue also had a trace of despair in his eyes. In fact, he had this feeling for a long time. Either he was sucked to death by the magic sword, or he was completely crazy and became a puppet of killing. Only with his perseverance until now, and now hearing the words of the Qin Shuang who saved him many times, the seeds of despair that had been suppressed in his heart began to sprout.

"Senior, is there no way?" Peng Yue's eyes showed a glimmer of hope, looking at Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang was thinking about Peng Yue's personality at this time. He was able to persist for such a long time, which shows his determination and his own persistence. Being able to disregard one's own life several times and borrow the power of the Heavenly Demon Sword to help others shows his character. Such a person is worth helping. It’s just that some things still need to be clarified, raising his eyes and looking at Peng Yuedao:

"I haven't asked you where you came from."

Peng Yue's spirit was refreshed. As long as Qin Shuang did not directly sentence him to death, there was hope, and he immediately replied:

"The junior is a disciple of Pengjiazhuang on the Shangyuan mainland, but the disciple left Pengjiazhuang very early, and has not returned for a long time.

"why?"

"Because of resources!" Peng Yue said: "We, Pengjiazhuang, are not a strong family. Naturally, resources are first inclined towards the direct lineage. You also know that, as before today, Liucheng is the law of chaos, and resources are originally scarce. So, I was in the Mahayana period. I left the clan when it was time. Later, I broke through to Immortal Emperor and went back."

Qin raised his eyebrows, and Yun He and the others also showed interest. This is obviously a story of 30 years in Hedong and Hexi, looking at the return.

"The highest cultivation base of our Pengjiazhuang is my grandfather, who is just a fairy emperor. When I went back quietly, I discovered that my grandfather was still a fairy emperor, and those brothers and sisters of my generation were generally still in Jiutian Xuanxian. , The straight line with the highest cultivation base is just a fairy monarch.

I felt dull at the time! "

After hearing it, everyone nodded slightly. When a person's cultivation reaches a certain level, and there is no hatred of killing his father or taking his wife, basically what is left is dull.

"I met my parents quietly, and my parents gave me a younger sister. Although they are not high in the family, they are content and live a happy life. My parents advised me to stay, but I have already seen After the excitement of the outside world, how can you stay?

With the family's resources, even if they are used for me, there is no guarantee that my cultivation level will be improved at all. In the end, I quietly left, until now. "

"Always a casual repair?"

"Yes!"

"Why not join the sect? For example, Taixu Sect, or the nine major sects? There is no shortage of resources there, right?"

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