The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 "Come out, come out, Shenji Pavilion has released the list, this time it is the mountain and sea list!"

　　 Sima Annan’s joyous voice came from outside the door, and a figure came pushing the door. Before anyone arrived, the sound came first, which was his usual style.

　　 Shenji Pavilion Mountains and Seas List, records the Shenji Pavilion judgement, the top 30 top talents of the Daxia, who have been in the top 30, have not been changed for many years since the last time. Now they are on the list, I don’t know what changes have been made.

　　 Everyone is very curious.

　　The mountains and seas list first, His Majesty Taizu Great Xia! Zao Wou-ki!

　　Although His Majesty Taizu has been rumored to have gone to Taoxian, the Daxia royal family does not hold a state funeral in a day, and no one dares to remove his name from the mountain and sea list!

　　Second on the mountain and sea list, the lord of Liuli City, the queen of the northern ice field!

　　The only land **** on the vast land of Shenzhou!

　　 The name of the Master who was originally ranked third did not appear on the list because of his return to the main road. The remaining top ten places did not change much, but only added a name.

　　Fifth on the mountain and sea list, Bai Mingxiu, the elder of the previous generation of Mingzong.

"Hiding in hiding for decades, this time stealing chickens will not eclipse rice, and completely expose myself to people. Now the whole world knows that he, this big mouse, is still alive, and he feels good." Sima Annan's words were full. It's gloating.

　　 There is also a cold light in Zhao Yu's eyes. He has never been a good person who retaliates with virtue. Now that he is still alive, then someone will suffer!

　　 All functions of the ancient ruins system are based on soul energy, which is destined for him to be corpses all over the world every step forward in the future, and blood waves are overwhelming.

　　 It is worth mentioning that the younger generation, who dominates the three lists, officially entered the Shanhai List and ranked 30th, becoming the youngest Shanhai List since the founding of the Xia Dynasty.

In fact, there is a younger person who made Shenji Pavilion all the trouble, and divided into two parties to argue. That is our bald head Liang Po, who loves cooking. In the end, it was the master of Shenji Pavilion who spoke, and Shenji Pavilion automatically avoided the Daxia Dynasty. Lord Zhao, Liang Po belonged to Emperor Zhao Yuguan, and was not included in the list. Only then did the mountain and sea list settle down.

　　 Gwangju, Wanjian Mountain, Buryingjian Lake.

The sword aura is still fierce, but there is a fisherman at the lake of Burial Sword, which is a lot weaker than before. There is also a carriage staying not far away. A golden horse-shaped monster is shaking its head and looking around, eyes The thief whirled round and round, and the sharpness of the Jianjian Lake was the best in the world. For some reason, Long Xiang Xiaohuang felt extremely hungry when he came here.

　　 It wants to eat it, sword!

　　Zhao Yu sat next to the middle-aged man, holding a bamboo pole, and pretending to learn to fish the sword, but he was not naturally sensitive to the sword. After fishing for a long time, he still didn't feel any way.

　　 He is not annoyed, but enjoys it and finds it very interesting.

The middle-aged man waved the sword he had just caught and released it back into the lake. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Yu's eyebrows, and exclaimed: "I have only heard of this sacred slaughter pattern in historical materials. , Your Highness is really a blessing, that is the blood of the avenue, and there are still two in total!"

　　 "Actually, I don't feel any difference. On the contrary, I think the vertical lines of cinnabar are a bit brighter, too conspicuous."

　　 Zhao Yu stared at the calm lake, and said lightly.

　　 "His Royal Highness really doesn't know the blessing in the blessing. How many people dream of the blood of this avenue, especially people like us who are stuck on this hurdle."

　　It's hard to become a saint, it's hard to go to the sky!

　　 Even if he ranks third in the mountains and seas list, Murong He, the sword-sage who is known as the most advanced swordsman in the great master, also let out a sigh!

"Then I have to bear the cause and effect of the fall of the two saints at the same time. If I am not Daxia's Royal Highness now, if it weren't for the old ancestor of the Yunyu clan I just killed, those hidden in the dark. The old undead are afraid that they can't help but grab them."

　　Whether it is the star sand or the blood of the avenue, Zhao Yu has an infinite attraction to the monks in the world, especially for the great master, he is like a bright and delicious ginseng fruit, exuding a fatal fragrance!

　　 And it is double insurance, two chances to become holy!

　　 "I'm here to thank you this time. I will make up for the Centennial Aggregate that you Wanjian Pavilion has consumed in the future."

　　 After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he raised his hand to lift the fishing rod, and a sword shadow jumped out of the lake. This bronze sword soul was ordinary, without any power, but it was tightly attached to the straight hook.

　　 The girl who had been fishing quietly by the lake opened her eyes wide, with an incredible expression on her face.

　　 "It is detected that the energy of the sword soul on the lake is actively gathering, the system automatically absorbs it, and the absorption is completed, automatically matching the mysterious store attribute, the attribute matches the injection, and automatically obtaining the mysterious store item, the demon blade."

　　 "The Devil's Blade, one of the ancient weapons forged by the demon blacksmith Abzdion, killed its forger as soon as it was out of the furnace."

　　 "Damage +42"

Zhao Yu, who had always been calm, also showed a look of surprise at this moment. He stretched out his hand to hold the sword shadow and held it flat in front of him. A misty blue light lit up, and then gradually contracted inward, and the sword shadow in Zhao Yu's hand became a Take the real bronze sword!

　　 The sword was blue, with a crystal clear feeling. Under the brown hilt, the body of the sword was sunken inward, and a large number of black runes outlined on it, forming a weird figure of a demon, spreading its wings, lifelike.

　　 tyrannical, brutal breath extinguished!

　　 Then Zhao Yu raised his right hand and swiped it on the blade. The demon blade returned to the appearance of an ordinary bronze sword, with little power and power.

"Swords have spirits. Such a miracle really opened my eyes. This sword seems to be predestined with His Highness. Your Highness will take it away." Sword Saint Muronghe hid the horror in his eyes, and saw that Zhao Yu was about to leave and got up. see a visitor out.

Zhao Yu nodded, and walked back to the carriage with the plain bronze sword in his hand. The expression on his face was a little weird and excited. Only then did he not feel any sword at all. He only took it back because he was leaving. Fishing rod, but did not expect the system to give him such a gift.

　　In other words, this sword, the one who wished to take the bait!

　　 Liangpo drove away from Wanjian Mountain in a horse-drawn carriage.

　　 Suddenly the sword burial lake on the top of the mountain screamed loudly, and the sword was full of energy. The girl who had been fishing by the lake finally caught a sword!

　　 A third grade Taoist sword!

　　 The girl turned her gaze to the middle-aged man, her pure eyes seemed to be talking.

Murong He understood what she meant, nodded, and said, "Go down the mountain. You can enter Beijing with your Highness. I used Wanjian Pavilion Baiduyun to forge a good relationship with him. I didn't know if it was a profit. It's a loss, but just now, he fished away our only Ninth-Rank sword soul in countless years in the center of the Sword Burying Lake in Wanjian Mountain! We are losing, we are losing blood!"

All the buried swords in the buried sword lake are after the death of sword repair, the sword-like Taoist soul flies solidly, and the sword soul is the Taoist soul, with the first rank as the most, the ninth rank at the end, and the fifth-rank Tao soul. Dao reality is extremely difficult, and it is difficult to enter the great master under the third grade Dao soul.

Although the first-rank sword soul is extremely precious, it can be said to be rare in thousands of years, but it has been accumulated for countless years, and there are still so few handles. However, this 9th-rank Dao sword, like this one in the center of the buried sword lake, is usually in the lake. Standing in the center, very arrogant.

　　 You must know that if you can step into the land fairyland with the nine-rank Dao soul, and make this sword be worshipped by ten thousand swords in the middle of the lake, then the owner of this sword should be against the sky!

As soon as he left, Long Xiang Xiaohuang bit on the bronze sword while Zhao Yu was not paying attention, but the sharp fangs bit the inconspicuous bronze sword. Instead, he was blinded by the star of gold, knowing that he I didn't get any benefits, and shook his head as if nothing happened.

　　 The dignified Xiao Huang would not let people know that he had eaten it on a sword.