Chapter 478 The Sword of Destruction! (Please subscribe and monthly ticket!!)
Chapter 478 The Sword of Destruction! (Please subscribe and vote monthly!!)
At this moment, all the distracting thoughts in Tang Tianbao's heart disappeared, and there were no more unnecessary thoughts.
The kendo experience accumulated over the years was accumulated at this moment, and inspiration emerged like a fountain, reaching an unprecedented height!
Carrying a mission and moving forward with a heavy load.
Under the threat of Master Heigu, he once again entered the first level of sword cultivation, the "Sword Power" realm, and his power and power increased even further!
"Is this... an epiphany?!"
Liu Yu looked at the other party in surprise, with a slightly moved expression.
In his sight, Tang Tianbao was only halfway up the sword and had not reached his shoulder.
The momentum has already surpassed it, at its peak moment in the secret realm.
Obviously, this person has made another breakthrough.
In such a short period of time, it is obvious that the cultivation level cannot be improved. The only realm that can be improved is the realm of swordsmanship and magic.
To be able to increase so much strength in a short period of time can only be explained by a rare "epiphany".
Standing in Liu Yu’s perspective.
Tang Tianbao just raised his sword as usual. The whole process only took about half a breath, and his momentum reached an unprecedented peak.
It has almost surpassed the limits of the foundation building period and is still rising.
The energy and spirit seemed to have transformed, sublimating to a new level!
At this time, Tang Tianbao gave people the feeling of being like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, with its edge sharply exposed.
But it is as majestic and thick as a mountain.
Standing tall and motionless like a mountain!
Sharp-edged, majestic and heavy, two completely different concepts are mixed together, but there is no sense of disharmony.
The two concepts blended and sublimated every moment on that tiny body, as if they were meant to be!
"Pity."
Liu Yu sighed slightly, seeming to be regretting something.
At this time, he already understood Tang Tianbao's plan.
The opponent did not have any means similar to the "Ten Thousand Miles Talisman". Facing the threat of the Golden Core cultivator, there was naturally no way to escape, so he could only face it head-on and fight to the death.
However, how can it be that simple to use the spiritual treasure?
If you want to unleash the heaven-destroying, earth-destroying, boundless power of the Lingbao, even if it is only a very small part of it, the cost is not something that a monk under the Nascent Soul can bear.
This horrific consumption often comes at the cost of life.
This is Tang Tianbao's most sublime sword!
It is also the pinnacle and most stunning sword!
This is also the last sword in his life!
The reason why Liu Yu sighed was precisely because of this. He seemed to have seen the fall of a stunning swordsman genius.
To be able to stand out from thousands of sword cultivators and enter the realm of "sword power", Tang Tianbao's talent is naturally extremely outstanding.
In the past, I may have delayed my own practice because I was busy with academic affairs, but under the fierce battle of life and death, I still broke through to a new realm.
If you can concentrate on practice, you may have different results.
However, without these hardships, perhaps there would be no transformation today. Whether it was a disaster or a blessing, it is difficult to say clearly.
Liu Yu's many thoughts only happened in a moment.
Seeing that Tang Tianbao was about to use the spirit treasure, he was about to activate the "Ten Thousand Miles of Instant Talisman" and stopped temporarily.
I don't want to part with this life-saving talisman, but I still want to wait and see again.
Anyway, with the mystery of the "Teleportant Thousand Mile Talisman", even if its power has been lost after a long time, there is still no problem in teleporting a distance of seventy-eight to nine hundred miles.
The magic talisman made by the Void Refining Power cannot be blocked by the Golden Pill cultivator, no matter how hard it is blocked, it will be useless.
And teleporting hundreds of miles away is enough to get rid of the golden elixir monk's spiritual lock and ensure his own safety.
After all, the limit range of the spiritual consciousness of the average Golden Elixir Perfection cultivator is about a hundred miles.
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Tang Tianbao has already put the most commonly used top-grade spiritual weapon, the khaki flying sword, into his storage bag.
He now holds the sword in both hands, grasping the Holy Fire Sword with all his strength, and slowly raises it to his shoulder.
"buzz"
This sword that has been handed down from generation to generation for three thousand years seems to sense the owner's emotions and gradually lights up with a faint aura, changing from dim to bright.
On the three-foot-long sword, orange-red spiritual light and gray brilliance shine together, making it inconspicuous in the bright sun.
However, this two-color aura is not dazzling, but it seems to be the most beautiful color in the world!
Once you look at it, you can't take your eyes away.
Can not ignore!
Along with the orange-red aura and gray brilliance, the sword gradually lights up.
A hazy, chaotic and incomplete consciousness suddenly appeared in Tang Tianbao's mind, and there was a sense of closeness as if connected by blood!
Sword Spirit!
The Holy Fire Sword Spirit sensed the master's emotions and knew that the master needed him when he needed him.
Although it doesn't know how to think, it doesn't know what "need" means, let alone all kinds of complex emotions such as love, hate, and resentment.
However, it seems to be an innate bond. When the owner needs it, it will instinctively obey.
In his mind, the kind emotions and meanings of "Sword Spirit" were clearly transmitted.
At this moment, Tang Tianbao grinned silently.
Due to a series of changes and historical reasons, the barriers to this sword disappeared at this moment.
One person and one sword, through the mysterious connection, the hearts and minds are blended together.
In an instant, the situation changed!
The bright sunlight in the sky didn't seem to be that strong, and it also seemed eclipsed.
The tiny figure with one man and one sword seemed to shine brighter than the stars!
In Liu Yu's spiritual perception, Tang Tianbao's power suddenly rose to an incredible level.
Vast, heavy, sharp, majestic
Liu Yu has never seen the Nascent Soul cultivator in person, but even the power of top golden elixirs such as Master Changfeng and Master Qingwei is far less than the power of one man and one sword at this moment.
Just like the river to the sea, the stars to the sun and the moon, there is no comparison at all.
"Isn't the power of True Lord Nascent Soul nothing more than this?"
This thought flashed through his mind, and he was shocked by the power of the Lingbao, and also felt his own insignificance.
What rose together with the shock was deep joy.
I'm glad that my reason defeated my greed and I didn't take any risks in the secret realm.
Otherwise, there would be absolutely no chance of survival in the face of this vast, heaven-destroying power.
"not good!"
"Could this mean that the spirit treasure recognizes its master?!"
When Tang Tianbao connected with the Holy Fire Sword and his power increased to a boundless level, the black-bone master standing in the air suddenly changed his color.
His body swayed, showing some signs of instability.
A sense of crisis that contained great terror, like drowning and suffocation, enveloped his heart.
Facing this vast and boundless power, Master Heigu had a deeper understanding than Liu Yu.
Even though he was a golden elixir demon cultivator, he had killed countless dead souls under his men in his life, and experienced dozens of life and death crises, large and small,
But when this vast power enveloped me, my body and mind still felt bone-chilling!
Master Heigu felt an unspeakable horror. Even if he had never experienced this feeling when facing Master Nascent Soul, he could hardly resist the urge to run away!
"How can a mere foundation-building junior make Lingbao recognize its master?!"
As a late-stage cultivator, Master Heigu knew more about spiritual treasures, and that was why he was shocked, angry and puzzled.
After the panic, comes anger.
A foundation-building cultivator actually made his dignified Golden Core cultivator almost lose his temper. Why shouldn't he die?
He should be cut into pieces with thousands of swords and his soul should be extracted and refined!
The power of Lingbao is indeed devastating to the heaven and earth, but Master Black Bone does not believe that a mere foundation-building monk can control it, so even though there is a strong sense of crisis in his heart, he still has uncontrollable greed.
This is a spiritual treasure that is as famous as the ancient great powers!
If it can be obtained, then the future path
Thinking like this, Master Heigu could obviously escape at this time, but he still wanted to find a chance to see if he could kill the two junior foundation builders in front of him and seize the spiritual treasure from his thugs.
In his opinion, even if Tang Tianbao drives the Lingbao at the cost of his own life, it may not be able to fully unleash the power of the Lingbao.
There may not be a chance!
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and weighing the pros and cons was just a matter of a moment. Seeing Tang Tianbao's posture, Master Hei Gu had no intention of trying to persuade him anymore.
From the power of this sword, he could feel Tang Tianbao's determination!
"Jie Jie Jie"
The Black Bone Master smiled strangely and at the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out a black flag magic weapon the size of an egg, which quickly grew in size when he faced it.
After a while, it grew to ten feet high.
The flag fluttered in the wind, and the complicated silver runes on it were densely packed, forming a faint shape of a twisted ghost.
The ghost looks so lifelike that you can tell it is something ominous at first glance!
The magic weapon of your life!
The black banner spiritual weapon of the eyebrowless male cultivator is somewhat similar to the one in front of him, perhaps it is the same origin.
However, one is only a top-grade spiritual weapon, while the other is the natal magic weapon for late-stage Jindan monks. The power of the two is so different that they are not comparable at all.
"go."
Master Heigu had a thought in his mind.
The black flag magic weapon's flag immediately burst into ghostly winds, and countless twisted ghost figures crowded out from it, giving it a rather impatient image.
In an instant, there were many ghosts.
The sky in front of Master Heigu was occupied by all kinds of twisted and ugly ghosts, which were densely packed at a glance.
At a rough count, there must be at least several thousand.
Thousands!
Faced with the threat of Lingbao, Master Heigu didn't dare to hold back at all, and used his natal magical power in a flash.
Countless black energy quickly emerged from his rickety and skinny body.
Wisps of black air, carrying the smell of death and decay, swept half of the sky in an instant.
The sky and the earth were all shrouded in countless wisps of black energy.
The black energy was intertwined and concentrated, and it didn't take long to form the shape of skulls. The power exuded by each skull was no weaker than that of the monks in the late stage of Qi refining.
But as soon as I looked at it, I saw countless black skulls. There were tens of thousands of them, which made my scalp numb!
"Woo~"
In the sky and on the ground, there are evil ghosts exuding terrifying auras.
At a glance, black skulls were scattered all over the sky.
As soon as the late-stage Jindan cultivator took action, the entire area seemed to turn into the underworld, covered in the aura of black energy, and even the blazing sunlight could not shine in.
It is in sharp contrast to the bright sunshine a mile away, and it is like being in two worlds!
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"fear"
"Irresistible."
Looking at the overwhelming number of evil ghosts and skeletons sweeping over him, Liu Yu suddenly felt a chill in his heart and felt an irresistible feeling.
Follow the steps of "Chasing the Stars and the Moon" and using the "Secret Technique of the Shining".
He retreated dozens of feet in an instant, reaching a position he thought was safer, and then stopped.
If Tang Tianbao hadn't stood in front of him and the Tianmo Sect's golden elixir monks' primary target of attack was not him, Liu Yu would have escaped with the Instant Thousand Miles Talisman.
Although he was a little embarrassed, he didn't feel embarrassed because he was facing a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.
Every step forward and backward contains the wisdom of eternal life.
From the time when Tang Tianbao connected with the Holy Fire Sword, to when Master Hei Gu used his natal magic weapon and natal magical power, there were many changes and individual considerations, but in fact it only took a little more than one breath.
After a breath, what appeared in front of the two people was a scene like the coming of hell.
Facing countless evil ghosts and skeletons coming like a tidal wave, the low-level monks might not be able to hold on for even half a breath.
Even a golden elixir cultivator will be in danger of death if he doesn't handle it properly.
But when Tang Tianbao faced the danger of death from the evil ghost, his expression was as neither sad nor happy as usual, and he did not show even a hint of fear or fear.
Just because he has no distracting thoughts and only the sword in his hand is left in his heart!
Faced with the surging evil ghosts ahead and the overwhelming black skulls that were wailing, Tang Tianbao did not stop for a moment.
He held the sword in both hands and slowly raised the holy fire sword shining with orange-red and gray-white aura above his head.
The broken tip of the sword was deflected, gradually facing the sky.
Raise the legendary sword high!
The broken blade was angled at 180 degrees, facing the sky straight.
In an instant, the already vast power rose again, reaching a situation that Liu Yu could not predict.
Thousands of feet high in the sky, the clouds facing the tip of the sword instantly opened a huge, smooth and neat hole.
Like the legendary sword's devastating power, it spread to thousands of feet away in an instant.
At the same time, at the moment when the sword tip was facing the sky, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth also fluctuated violently.
With Tang Tianbao as the center, it is within a radius of fifty miles.
The auras of all attributes rushed to gather together, as if they were being called by some kind of call.
gold, green, blue, red, yellow
In an instant, the situation changed.
Liu Yu saw countless colorful light spots coming from all directions and from the void, forming a spiritual storm.
The original atmosphere of hundreds of ghosts walking at night and hell descending was instantly destroyed in the face of the surging spiritual energy storm.
The terror just now is no longer the same.
Liu Yu looked around and saw a torrent of colorful auras all around. It looked as beautiful as if he were in a fairy tale world, with colorful auras flowing continuously.
Just a moment later, the gathered spiritual energy was already extremely terrifying, and even the Golden Core cultivator would feel trembling.
The spiritual energy within a fifty-mile radius was instantly evacuated, forming a brief "vacuum" state.
Liu Yu could feel that wherever the colorful torrent of spiritual energy passed, there was almost no spiritual energy, as if it had been forcibly plundered.
"Is this Lingbao, the magical ability to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"
Liu Yu murmured to himself, unable to help but longing for it.
Human power is endless, but the power of heaven and earth is endless.
Although this sentence is a bit too absolute, for low-level monks, it is close to the truth.
The colorful and surging spiritual energy came from all directions, as if it was restrained in some way. Although it seemed chaotic and disorderly, there was no sign of disorder, loss of control or collapse.
Countless evil spirits and skulls were approaching quickly, already less than ten feet away from Tang Tianbao.
From this distance, you can even see every detail on the evil ghost and every texture on the skull.
Even the foundation-building monks are within easy reach, let alone the golden elixir monks?
If the crisis cannot be solved, then the next moment will be when Tang Tianbao flees!
Seeing this, Liu Yu's heart tightened secretly, and the magic power circulated in the palm of his hand again. A single thought can activate the Instant Thousand Miles Talisman to escape.
After all, the spirit treasure is too far beyond the foundation building stage. Even with the cooperation of the nascent weapon spirit, it is extremely difficult to control it.
With Tang Tianbao at the pinnacle of foundation building, the possibility of being unable to control it is the greatest!
With this thought flashing through his mind, Liu Yu continued to look at Tang Tianbao, wanting to see the final result.
His fate will be revealed in the next moment!
The surging spiritual energy gathered from all directions, restrained by some invisible power of the Holy Fire Sword, continued to gather behind Tang Tianbao.
From a distance, the colorful spiritual energy looks like ribbons.
Various colors are mixed together, but they do not appear chaotic, but have a regular beauty.
But the closer he got to Tang Tianbao, the brighter the colorful spiritual energy spots became, as if they had faded.
This is exactly the same as the fading of the Holy Fire Sword, and it is difficult not to think of it.
Gold represents metallic aura, and green represents wood aura.
It is a well-known fact that various external colors correspond to the aura attributes.
However, the spiritual energy within a certain range of Tang Tianbao turned into gray-white color, dyed with a layer of delicate gray, and its original attributes were forcibly changed.
Liu Yu knew that this was being "controlled" or controlled by the Holy Fire Sword.
When the evil ghost and the skeleton were close to five miles away, the seemingly endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth finally formed a hazy sword shadow in the sky behind Tang Tianbao.
The sword shadow is gray in color, seventy to eighty feet tall, and taller than the mountains, but it is a bit illusory and unreal.
But it is still rapidly absorbing spiritual energy and continues to become solid.
A closer look reveals that the sword shadow is very similar to the Holy Fire Sword, just like the Holy Fire Sword enlarged.
However, the details are still a little blurry.
Logically speaking, the Holy Fire Sword refined by the Holy Fire Sect should be of fire attribute.
When Liu Yu saw it for the first time, the sword also absorbed a huge amount of fire-attribute spiritual power.
But at this moment, the sword shadow suspended in the air is exuding an aura of dilapidation and decay all the time. Where is the appearance of a fire attribute spiritual treasure?
Thinking of the current appearance of the Holy Fire Sect in order to refine it, it is not an exaggeration to call it an unknown sword!
At this moment, Tang Tianbao, who was holding the Holy Fire Sword high, had an unexpectedly calm expression on his face.
Blessed by the Holy Fire Sword, his power has risen to an incredible level and is in line with the general trend.
Every move can stir up the storm between heaven and earth.
However, Tang Tianbao himself is still just a foundation-building monk. If any evil ghost pounces on him, he may die.
Facing the grotesque evil spirit so close, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
"Clang~!"
Like a sharp sword being unsheathed, Liu Yu heard a loud sword cry, which seemed to come from his ears and seemed to resound in his heart.
The sound lingers and lasts for a long time.
At this time, Tang Tianbao looked indifferent and countless distracting thoughts had disappeared.
Only in his eyes, there is still a little bit of unwillingness to deal with fate!
He held the Holy Fire Sword with both hands and slashed downwards out of thin air.
"boom!!!"
Suddenly, the sword shadow in the air behind him also moved, and with a slight slash downward, a huge gray-white sword energy was cut out.
After slashing out this sword energy, the sword shadow became slightly illusory.
But supplemented by the surge of spiritual energy, it quickly became solid again.
"Whizzing"
Almost at the moment when the sword energy was cut out, there was a strong sound of breaking through the air.
As soon as the majestic gray-white sword energy appeared, it crossed a large distance and appeared directly in front of Tang Tianbao.
Facing countless evil spirits and black skulls. Sweep straight away.
"Puff puff"
The gray sword energy suddenly erupted into a burst of dazzling brilliance, followed by slight breaking sounds one after another.
No matter what kind of evil ghost or skull they are, they are as fragile as paper under the majestic power of the gray-white sword energy.
After a breath, the gray-white brilliance converged.
Looking around, there are no more ghosts or skulls to be seen.
The gray-white sword energy then turned into spiritual energy and dissipated, returning to the sword shadow.
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"not good."
"This junior foundation builder can actually control the power of spiritual treasures?!"
Without any hesitation, the magic weapon and magical power were broken with one full blow, and the expression on the face of Master Black Bone changed drastically.
He finally realized that Lingbao's edge, even if it was only a small part, was not something he could resist!
The next moment, Master Hei Gu saw Tang Tianbao looking over with his calm eyes.
As if to say, it's your turn
Coupled with the boundless might and power, Tang Tianbao holding the Holy Fire Sword can extend the general trend further.
With his indifferent glance, Master Heigu felt his heart sink, feeling that he was out of tune with this world.
The dignified Golden Core cultivator actually felt insignificant when facing the Foundation Establishment cultivator.
It was as powerless as facing the True Monarch Nascent Soul.
"This account can be settled later."
"But at the moment, the opponent is holding a spiritual treasure that is too sharp, so it is better to move first and not take risks!"
Master Heigu's eyes flashed slightly.
The dignified Jindan master faced the foundation-building monks and even had the idea of escaping without a fight, and he did not feel ashamed at all.
As a demon cultivator, he took reputation very lightly. When he had this idea, he quickly made up his mind.
At that moment, Master Black Bone wanted to fly away in the air as soon as he mentioned his magic power.
However, when the magic power was operating, his figure did not move at all, and still stayed in the original air.
"not good!"
"This spiritual treasure actually has the ability to condense space?!"
Master Hei Gu was shocked to find that the surrounding space had solidified at some point.
Even if the mana is running with all its strength, it is extremely difficult to move.
As for the gray sword shadow behind Tang Tianbao, his energy had locked onto him, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.
This golden elixir demon cultivator finally felt scared at this moment!
But at this moment, Tang Tianbao moved.
Carrying the boundless power, and coinciding with the "heavy" trend of nature between heaven and earth, he clenched the Holy Fire Sword in his hand and slashed hard!
This person used all his strength with this sword.
It seemed that he was venting his dissatisfaction with the sect's ill-fated fate and wielding his sword against fate!
Use the sword without regrets!
This sword seemed to carry unfathomable divine power, making it feel irresistible.
At least from Liu Yu's point of view, if he faced it himself, it would be difficult to resist it no matter what, and he would not be able to escape the ending of being wiped out in ashes.
Unless, use the Instant Thousand Miles Talisman to escape.
However, unlike mortal eyes, Liu Yu saw something different in his spiritual sense.
Rather than saying that Tang Tianbao is controlling the Holy Fire Sword, it is better to say that the Holy Fire Sword "moves on its own", and this person is only providing the necessary "tools" for consumption.
Most of the power that the Holy Fire Sword now exerts is the result of stimulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The power provided by Tang Tianbao only played a moderate role, less than one ten millionth of the total amount.
In Liu Yu's spiritual consciousness, Tang Tianbao's power was also rapidly declining as this sword with unpredictable power was slashed.
In just an instant, he fell to the peak of foundation building.
In another moment, he had already fallen below the foundation-building realm, and was even weaker than the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
After one breath, his aura was not even comparable to that of a mortal.
Just like a candle that was burning normally, it suddenly burned violently and consumed all the fuel in an instant.
Although the brilliance at that moment was extremely bright, after the brilliance, the candle flame was about to extinguish.
Without fuel, the fire of life has burned to the end, and extinguishing is inevitable.
Liu Yu couldn't agree with this way of blooming in an instant and shining as brightly as a shooting star.
He doesn't want to be a shooting star, he just does it, the eternal blazing sun in the sky!
…
Tang Tianbao slashed down with his sword, and the majestic gray sword shadow behind him also moved.
Following the invisible and intangible track, he reached the top of the Black Bone Master in an instant.
With the power as deep as the abyss and prison, the ants under the sword will be turned into powder in an instant!
"No!!!"
Master Black Bone roared loudly, and used a large amount of secret techniques that consumed the source of the golden elixir, and finally regained some mobility.
Although you still can't escape, you can finally use methods to try to resist, so as not to sit still and wait for death!
With a thought in his mind, a bone umbrella magic weapon was taken out from the storage ring, and instantly expanded to a size of seven or eight feet, protecting himself under it.
As soon as his mind moved again, the black flag magic weapon and the natal magical power were used one after another.
Thousands of ghosts and countless skeletons appeared in an instant, rushing towards the gray sword shadow regardless of the cost, trying to resolve this disaster.
After doing this, Master Hei Gu has not stopped yet.
The means that he was usually reluctant to use, all kinds of consumption methods were used at once, without any concern for the pain.
At this time, the gray-white sword shadow as tall as a mountain had begun to fall.
In line with Tang Tianbao's movements, the huge gray-white sword shadow of 70 to 80 feet swung down in one move that seemed slow but was actually fast.
The power of this sword becomes more powerful the more it cuts!
The next moment, a bright gray aura shone!
rotten, dilapidated, withered
In an instant, various unknown auras enveloped the area for several miles.
Master Heigu experienced it the most. When the sword started to fall, it was extremely difficult to even breathe.
He could feel that his already limited lifespan was beginning to pass by in months and years under this ominous aura.
Under the gray-white sword shadow of Gaoru Mountain, even Jindan Zhenren looked extremely small.
Any resistance seems so insignificant.
There was no fierce confrontation, and the gray-white sword shadow slashed downwards without any obstruction or stop.
All the methods used by Master Hei Gu were completely destroyed.
By the time the spiritual light converged and the gray-white sword shadow dissipated, the place was empty.
Completely destroyed!
There was only one black flag, which fell to the ground in the distance, and there were several big holes in the flag.
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"Huh~"
Liu Yu let out a heavy breath.
Seeing that the Black Bone Master was reduced to ashes and not even the golden elixir escaped, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The heartbeat that had been constantly accelerating gradually returned to normal.
Looking at the instant thousand-mile talisman refined with "silver seal script" in his hand, he smiled slightly and put it into his storage bag.
Then, Liu Yu's heart moved and she looked towards Tang Tianbao.
At this time, Tang Tianbao's life breath was extremely weak, even worse than that of a mortal.
The originally long black hair is now covered with gray spots;
His originally tall and muscular body now looked a little rickety;
The originally plump flesh and blood became dry and thin;
The face that was originally red was now completely gray!
His energy and energy seemed to be drained out in an instant, and even his eyes became cloudy, and the look in his eyes was dull.
The fire of life is about to go out!
"Huhu~"
Tang Tianbao inserted the Holy Fire Sword into the ground, still holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and slumped on the ground panting, showing no trace of the demeanor of an immortal cultivator.
He sat blankly on the ground, staring at the yellow sand, seeming to be remembering something.
He didn't even notice Liu Yu's arrival.
"Fellow Taoist Tianbao, do you still have a last wish?"
"If there is any, you can tell it now and Liu will try his best to help you complete it."
After waiting for a long time, seeing that the other party's life breath was getting weaker and weaker, but still immersed in memories, Liu Yu spoke up.
It’s not surprising that many people get lost in memories before they die.
His voice was calm, temporarily subduing his hostility.
Since the other party is already destined to die, it is not a bad idea to fulfill the other party's last wish for the sake of the spiritual treasure.
If not too difficult.
After all, there is an inexplicable causal connection between the Holy Fire Sword and this person.
If you seize it by force, it will not be recognized by the "Sword Spirit", so the sword may be just a decoration for a long time.
Hearing this, Tang Tianbao woke up from his memories, and his eyes regained some brightness.
He glanced at Liu Yu and then lowered his head. He seemed to be thinking about something and did not answer for a long time.
When Liu Yu saw this, he didn't urge him.
Anyway, with the opponent's current state of exhaustion, he poses no threat to himself. Even for the smooth "handover" of Lingbao, it doesn't hurt to be patient.
Liu Yu quite recognized Tang Tianbao.
Although he is a bit soft-hearted and not a qualified leader, he is very responsible as a leader and does not choose to evade responsibility when encountering problems.
In this cunning and ever-changing world of immortality, he can be called a gentleman.
Although for the Holy Fire Sect, such a leader is not known to be a disaster or a blessing, Liu Yu is still more than happy to sit and talk with such a monk.
It's better than an insidious villain who could stab you in the back at any time, right?
"Tianbao has no other wish. There is only one thing that he can't worry about."
"I hope fellow Taoist Qingyang can agree."
As if remembering something very important, Tang Tianbao endured the physical pain and finished speaking in one breath.
The originally cheerful voice became hoarse and dry.
Liu Yu's heart moved and she responded immediately without hesitation:
"Liu already understands what fellow Taoist Tianbao is thinking."
"I promise you."
"Then please leave it to fellow Taoist Qingyang." Tang Tianbao said with some difficulty.
Then, he stood up staggeringly and struggled to move the holy fire sword inserted into the yellow sand with all his strength.
"puff"
At this time, Tang Tianbao's body was extremely weak and he might lose his life breath at any time, so he tremblingly handed the Holy Fire Sword to Liu Yu.
Although he was exhausted, his wisdom was not lost, and he knew why the other party agreed so happily.
Does Tang Tianbao believe Liu Yu?
No!
However, he has no choice now.
"buzz"
The holy fire sword glowed with a faint spiritual light, and the sword trembled slightly, as if it sensed that its master was about to die.
In this way, you can express your sorrow and reluctance.
But now it is still just a sword, a newly made sword, which cannot change the status quo at all.
Liu Yu grabbed the Holy Fire Sword, but Tang Tianbao held it with all his strength and refused to let go for a long time.
"well"
After two or three breaths, he sighed heavily and released his palm.
"I hope fellow Taoist Qingyang can remember what he said today and can do what he promised Tianbao."
"I sincerely ask fellow Taoists to ensure that the inheritance of the Holy Religion is immortal!"
Immediately afterwards, Tang Tianbao seemed to be still uneasy, and spoke one word at a time, breathing heavily.
There was actually a hint of pleading in the eyes of this foundation-building monk who was on his deathbed.
"Fellow Taoist Tianbao, don't worry. As long as Liu is still alive, the inheritance of the Holy Fire Sect will be guaranteed to be immortal."
"Liu, a promise worth a thousand dollars!"
This kind of faith that was still unwilling to give up before death moved Liu Yu's heart, and he said seriously at the moment.
For the sake of Lingbao, he is willing to accept this cause and effect, and this time he does not intend to go back on his word.
Anyway, it is not a very difficult thing to just ensure that the inheritance of the Holy Fire Cult continues.
When the time comes, just pick a few children with spiritual roots, give them some resources, and give them some guidance, so why go back on their word?
Under normal circumstances, Liu Yu is relatively trustworthy.
"Then Tianbao can go with peace of mind."
"It's just that I have no words to express to the ancestors of the Holy Religion"
Tang Tianbao murmured to himself, then remained silent.
"Fellow Taoist Tianbao, the above is your responsibility as the Holy Son."
"Then do you have any last wishes?"
"Speak now and Liu can try to help you complete it."
Inserting the Holy Fire Sword into the ground casually, Liu Yu sat next to him and asked seriously.
Hearing this, Tang Tianbao looked nostalgic, with a flash of reminiscence and nostalgia, as if he had thought of something.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately chose to give up.
"No no."
Choking and shaking his head, without saying anything, two lines of thick tears flowed down. Tang Tianbao's face was already filled with tears.
"It seems that there is another tragic story behind this."
Liu Yu secretly thought, but did not continue to ask further questions, leaving the last trace of dignity for the monk in front of him.
In this situation, he couldn't help but think of a song from his previous life:
The tears wet the proud bones,
Eyes dyed red by fierce flames,
Use blood as ink stick as book;
Armor plated with silver,
Red silk flutters heavily,
For you
There was silence, time passed slowly, and Tang Tianbao's breath became weaker and weaker.
Suddenly, he seemed to have made some important decision, and said with difficulty:
"Friend Qing Qingyang, the control method of the Holy Fire Order"
It can be seen that it is difficult for Tang Tianbao to even say a word now.
But in order for the Holy Fire Sect to be passed on better, he still held on and did not breathe his last breath.
He told the Holy Fire Order control techniques and secret information one by one with great difficulty.
In this way, Tang Tianbao struggled for another half-quarter of an hour, slowly telling the Holy Fire Order control method and the important news about the secret realm.
"Fellow Taoist Tianbao, Liu will remember what I said today."
After a few breaths of silence, Liu Yu said solemnly.
In fact, he wanted to get the secret information and the control method of the Holy Fire Order. It would be more convenient and faster to use the soul search technique, and it would also make him feel more at ease.
It's just that Liu Yu didn't know why, but in the end he didn't choose the soul-searching technique.
"Thank you very much, Qing Qingyang."
"."
The words that sounded like mosquitoes were only halfway spoken, and the look in Tang Tianbao's eyes completely dimmed.
In the spiritual consciousness, the weak flame has been completely extinguished.
"Clang"
As if sensing the death of its master, the Holy Fire Sword lit up with orange-red and gray-white light, and made a slight sword cry.
Even though it was inserted into the ground, it was still shaking.
"Hey~!"
"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to ask questions about God's will."
Feeling the fate of the cultivators of the Holy Fire Sect, Liu Yu sighed softly, feeling like a rabbit dying and a fox sad.
If everything is really arranged by fate, then should immortal cultivators abide by their fate?
How to resist?
For some reason, Liu Yu thought of a book from her previous life.
That demon king finally broke the shackles of fate with the power of love.
What about yourself?
It is impossible for me to truly love anyone, so how can I break the arrangement of fate and achieve immortality or even eternity?
Sitting there, Liu Yu thought silently, but after thinking for a long time, he had no clue.
The sword clanked and stopped at some point.
"."
After thinking to no avail, Liu Yu sighed softly again, and then stood up.
Gently, he took off the storage bag from Tang Tianbao's waist.
At this time, he already has more than a dozen high-grade storage items on his waist, which even the "Eight Bags Elder" of a certain gang can't match.
After scanning carefully with his consciousness to make sure that the surroundings were safe, Liu Yu closed her eyes.
Touching the green light spot of Niwan Palace with his mind, he sent the extra storage bag into the world of Immortal Mansion. Only the original storage bag was left on his waist, as well as Xiaoqing's spirit beast bag.
The next moment, he opened his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist Tianbao, go with peace of mind."
"Liu will write a biography for you and take good care of the inheritance of the Holy Fire Sect."
After speaking, Liu Yu popped up a fireball.
In the raging flames, Tang Tianbao's body turned into black ash and scattered in all directions when the wind blew.
In line with the teachings of the Holy Fire Cult:
Burn my remains with a blazing holy fire!
How joyful is life, and how painful is death?
"puff"
Pulling out the Holy Fire Sword, Liu Yu held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
I can't feel the slightest bit of vast power, and this spiritual treasure has restrained all the magic.
It's just that the appearance of this sword has changed again at some point. Compared to the beginning, it is completely different.
The original color of the bright yellow hilt and silver-white sword body has completely faded, and the whole body has turned into a dim gray.
The current attributes of this sword are obviously contrary to the original intention of the Holy Fire Cult.
"Three thousand years of inheritance, the hard work of more than ten generations of monks."
Liu Yu stared at this handed down sword.
It was this sword that brought misfortune to the Holy Fire Sect and caused the Holy Fire Sect to continue to weaken.
It was this sword that caused the current Holy Fire Sect to almost fall apart, and the Holy Son and core members of the cult were killed and injured.
To a certain extent, this is an ominous sword!
"The name Holy Fire Sword is no longer appropriate."
Liu Yu stroked the blade of the sword, lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally said softly:
"When you look up, it's ruined, and the sacred fire is no longer there."
"From now on, you will be called - the Sword of Destruction."
PS: I took three days off in March, and I owed 12,000 words. Now I have made up for 6,000 words, and there are still 6,000 words left.
