Immortal Mansion Longevity Chapter 476

At this moment, all the distracting thoughts in Tang Tianbao's heart disappeared, and there were no more extra thoughts.

The kendo experience accumulated over the years has accumulated at this moment, and inspiration emerges like a fountain, reaching a height that has never been seen before!

Carry the mission and move forward.

Under the threat of the Black Bone Real Man, he once again entered the first realm of sword cultivation, the "sword potential" realm, and the power around him was even higher!

"This is... an epiphany?!"

Liu Yu looked at each other in surprise, her expression slightly moved.

In his sight, Tang Tianbao was only halfway through raising his sword, not over his shoulders.

The momentum has already surpassed, at the peak moment in the secret realm.

Obviously, this person has a breakthrough.

In such a short period of time, it is obvious that the cultivation base cannot be improved, and only the realm of kendo and the realm of magic can be advanced.

And the ability to increase so much strength in a short period of time can only be explained by the rare "apocalypse".

From Liu Yu's point of view.

Tang Tianbao just raised his sword normally, the whole process only took about half a breath, and his momentum reached an unprecedented peak.

Almost beyond the boundary of the foundation-building period, it is still rising.

The spirit, qi and spirit, also seems to have transformed, sublimated to a new level!

At this time, Tang Tianbao gave people a feeling of being sharp-edged like a sharp sword unsheathed.

But it is as majestic and heavy as a mountain.

Stand tall and stand still like a mountain!

Hard-edged, majestic and heavy, two completely different concepts are mixed together, but there is no sense of dissonance.

On that tiny body, the two concepts blend and sublimate every moment, as if this were the case!

"Pity."

Liu Yu sighed slightly, as if he was regretting something.

At this time, he already understood Tang Tianbao's plan.

The other party did not have any means like the "Flying Thousand Miles Talisman". In the face of the threat of Jindan cultivator, he naturally had nowhere to escape, and he could only deal with it head-on.

However, if you want to use Lingbao, how easy is it?

If you want to use Lingbao's destructive power, even if it is only a very small part of it, the price is not something that the monks under Nascent Soul can bear.

This terrifying consumption is often at the cost of life.

This is the sword of Tang Tianbao's ultimate sublimation!

It is also the most peak and most amazing sword!

This is also the last sword of his life!

The reason why Liu Yu sighed was precisely because of this, he seemed to see the fall of an amazing and brilliant kendo genius.

To be able to stand out from thousands of swordsmen and enter the realm of "sword potential", Tang Tianbao's talent is naturally extremely excellent.

In the past, he might have delayed his own cultivation because he was busy with teaching affairs, but under the fierce battle of life and death, he still broke through to a new realm.

If you can concentrate on the practice, there may be different results.

However, if there were no such hardships, perhaps there would be no transformation today. It is difficult to say whether it is catastrophe or good fortune.

Liu Yu's many thoughts were only a fleeting moment.

Seeing that Tang Tianbao was going to use the Lingbao, he was about to activate the action of the "Flying Thousand Miles Talisman" and stopped temporarily.

I don't want this life-saving charm, but I still want to wait and see.

Anyway, with the mystery of the "Flying Thousand Mile Talisman", even if the power has been lost over a long period of time, there is still no problem in teleporting a distance of seven, eight or nine hundred miles.

The magic talisman made by the Master of Refining, it is impossible for Jindan cultivators to stop it, no matter how hard it is to block it, it is useless.

And the distance of teleporting hundreds of miles is enough to get rid of the lock of Jindan cultivator's consciousness and ensure his own safety.

After all, the limit range of spiritual consciousness of an ordinary Jindan complete cultivator is about one hundred miles.

Tang Tianbao had already put the most commonly used spiritual weapon, the khaki flying sword, into the storage bag.

He is now holding the sword in both hands, grasping the holy fire sword with all his strength, and slowly raising it to his shoulders.

"buzz"

This handed down sword, which has been passed down for three thousand years, seems to sense the owner's emotions, and gradually lights up with a faint aura, from dim to bright.

On the three-foot-long sword, the orange-red aura and the gray brilliance shone together, which was inconspicuous in the scorching sun.

However, this is not a dazzling two-color aura, but it seems to be the most beautiful color in the world!

When you look at it, you can't take your eyes off it.

Can not ignore!

With the orange-red aura and gray brilliance, the sword gradually lit up.

One after another hazy, chaotic and incomplete consciousness suddenly appeared in Tang Tianbao's mind, and there was a sense of intimacy that seemed to be connected by blood!

Sword Spirit!

The holy fire sword and the 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 still doesn't know what "need" means, and it doesn't know all kinds of complex emotions such as love, hate, hatred, and so on.

However, it seems to be a natural bond, when the owner needs it, it will obey it instinctively.

In his mind, the kind emotion and meaning of "Sword Spirit" clearly came.

At this moment, Tang Tianbao grinned silently.

Originally due to a series of changes, as well as historical reasons, the estrangement created by this sword disappeared at this moment.

One person and one sword, through the connection in the dark, the mind and heart are blended together.

In an instant, the situation changed!

The bright sunlight in the sky seems to be less intense, and it also seems to be overshadowed.

The small figure with one person and one sword seems to shine brighter than the stars!

In Liu Yu's spiritual sense, Tang Tianbao's power suddenly rose, reaching an incredible level.

Vast, heavy, sharp, majestic...

Liu Yu had never met the Nascent Soul cultivator in person, but even the power of top-notch golden elixir such as Master Changfeng and Master Qingwei was far inferior to that of one person and one sword at this moment.

Just like the river to the sea and the stars to the sun and the moon, there is no comparison at all.

"True Monarch Yuan Ying's power is nothing but the same, right?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and he was shocked by the power of Lingbao, and also felt his own insignificance.

What rose with the shock was deep joy.

I am glad that my rationality has overcome greed, and I did not take risks in the secret realm.

Otherwise, in the face of this vast and destructive power, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

"not good!"

"Could this be... Lingbao recognizes the master?!"

When Tang Tianbao was connected with the holy fire sword, and the power was raised to the level of boundlessness, the black bone real person standing in the sky suddenly changed color.

The figure swayed, and there were some signs of instability.

A sense of crisis that contained great terror, as if drowning and suffocating, enveloped his heart.

Faced with this boundless power, the real Black Bone had a deeper understanding than Liu Yu.

Even though he is a golden elixir demon cultivator, he has killed countless souls in his life and experienced dozens of life and death crises, big and small,

But when this boundless power shrouded over, the body and mind still felt a bone-chilling cold!

The Black Bone Real Man felt the indescribable horror, even if he had never felt this feeling in the face of Nascent Soul True Monarch, he could hardly bear the urge to run away!

"A mere foundation-building junior, how can He Dehe let Lingbao recognize the master?!"

As a late-stage cultivator, Real Black Bone knew more about Lingbao, and it was precisely because of this that he was furious.

After the panic comes anger.

A foundation-building cultivator actually made his dignified Jindan cultivator almost lose his temper. Why shouldn't he die?

It should simply be cut with a thousand swords, and the soul should be refined!

The power of Lingbao really destroys the sky and destroys the earth, but the real Black Bone does not believe that the mere foundation-building cultivator can control it, so even if the strong sense of crisis shrouds his heart, he still has unstoppable greed.

This is a spiritual treasure that is as famous as the ancient powers!

If you can get it, then the road ahead...

Thinking about it this way, Daoist Black Bone can obviously escape at this time, but he still wants to find an opportunity to see if he can kill the two foundation-building juniors in front of him and capture the Lingbao from the thugs.

In his opinion, even if Tang Tianbao drives Lingbao at the cost of his own life, he may not be able to fully exert the power of Lingbao.

There is no chance!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through, and weighing the pros and cons was just a matter of a moment. Seeing Tang Tianbao's posture, Heigu Zhenren no longer had any intention of trying to persuade him.

From this sword stance, he could feel Tang Tianbao's determination!

"Jie Jie"

While the real black bone smiled strangely, he opened his mouth and spit out an egg-sized black flag magic weapon, which quickly swelled head-on.

After a while, it rose to a height of ten feet.

The face of the flag fluttered in the wind, and the complex and incomprehensible silver runes were densely packed, forming a distorted ghost shape faintly.

The ghost looks so lifelike, it's an ominous thing at a glance!

The natal magic weapon!

The black flag spirit weapon of the eyebrowless male cultivator is somewhat similar to the one in front of him, and it may be in the same line.

However, one is only a top-quality spiritual weapon, and the other is the life-changing magic weapon of the late Jindan cultivator. The power of the two is vastly different and cannot be compared at all.

"go."

Real Black Bone thought.

On the face of the black banner magic weapon, ghost winds burst forth immediately, and countless distorted ghost images emerged from crowded, giving a feeling of impatient picture.

In an instant, there were many ghosts.

The sky in front of Real Black Bone was occupied by all kinds of distorted and ugly ghosts, and it was densely packed at a glance.

A rough number, at least thousands of them.

Thousands!

Facing the threat of Lingbao, Daoist Black Bone did not dare to keep his hands at all, and the divine power of his life was also displayed in a single thought.

Countless black gas quickly emerged from his hunched and thin body.

Threads of black air, with the smell of death and decay, swept half of the sky in an instant.

The sky and the ground were enveloped by countless strands of black air.

The black energy was intertwined and concentrated, and it didn't take long for it to take the shape of a skull.

But at a glance, there are countless black skulls, and there are as many as tens of thousands, which makes the scalp feel numb!

"woooo~"

In the sky and the ground, there are evil ghosts emitting a terrifying breath.

At a glance, black skeletons are scattered all over the sky.

As soon as the late Jindan cultivator made his move, it seemed like a mile in the radius had turned into an underworld hell, all of which were enveloped by the aura of black air, and the blazing sunlight could not shine through.

It is a stark contrast to the bright sunshine a mile away, like being in two worlds!

"fear"

"Irresistible."

Looking at the evil ghosts and skeletons that swept the sky and covering the sky, Liu Yu felt a chill in his heart and gave birth to an irresistible feeling.

"Chasing the stars and the moon" with footwork, and using the "Shining Mystery".

In an instant, he retreated dozens of feet, and only stopped when he reached a position he thought was safer.

If it wasn't for Tang Tianbao blocking the front, the primary target of the Jindan cultivator of the Tianmozong was not himself, and Liu Yu would have escaped with the talisman.

Although he was a little embarrassed, he did not feel ashamed that he was facing a late Jindan cultivator.

Between advancing and retreating, there is the wisdom of longevity.

From the connection between Tang Tianbao and the sacred fire sword, to the use of the natal magic weapon and the natal supernatural power by the real Heigu, there are many changes and respective considerations, but in fact, it only takes a little more time.

After a breath, what appeared in front of the two of them was a scene like **** descending.

In the face of countless evil spirits and skeletons rushing in like a tide, the low-level cultivator may not be able to hold on for even half a breath.

Even a Golden Core cultivator, if he doesn't deal with it properly, he will be in danger of death.

However, Tang Tianbao faced the danger of death by the evil spirits, but his expression was as usual without any sadness or joy, and he did not show even the slightest fear or fear.

Just because he has no distractions in his heart, only the sword in his heart is left in his heart!

Facing the surging evil spirits in front of him, as well as the black skulls that were wailing endlessly, Tang Tianbao's movements did not stop.

He held the sword in both hands, and slowly raised the holy fire sword that shone orange-red and gray-white aura above his head.

The angle of the sword tip at the broken corner was deflected, gradually facing the sky.

The legendary sword is held high!

The broken blade is at a hundred and eighty degrees, facing the sky straight.

In an instant, the already boundless power rose again, reaching a situation that Liu Yu could not predict.

Thousands of feet high in the sky, facing the cloud at the tip of the sword, instantly broke a huge smooth and neat hole.

Like the handed down sword, the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth instantly spread to thousands of feet away.

At the same time, at the moment when the tip of the sword was facing the sky, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth also fluctuated violently.

With Tang Tianbao as the center, within a radius of fifty miles.

The auras of all attributes, as if receiving some kind of call, scrambled to gather.

Gold, green, blue, red, yellow...

In an instant, the situation changed.

Liu Yu saw countless colorful light spots coming together from all directions and from the void, forming a storm of spiritual power.

The original atmosphere of a hundred ghosts walking at night and **** descending was instantly destroyed in front of the surging aura storm.

No more terror.

Liu Yu looked around, and there were colorful auras all around, and it looked as beautiful as being in a fairy tale world, with colorful auras constantly flowing.

After just a moment, the aura that gathered was extremely terrifying, and even the Jindan cultivator felt trembling.

The spiritual energy within a radius of fifty miles was instantly evacuated, forming a short-term "vacuum" state.

Liu Yu could feel that wherever the torrent of colorful spiritual energy passed, almost no spiritual energy could be felt, as if it had been forcibly plundered.

"This is Lingbao, the magical ability to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Liu Yu muttered to himself, feeling yearning in his heart.

Manpower is exhausted, and the power of heaven and earth is endless.

Although this sentence is a bit too absolute, for low-level monks, it is also close to the truth.

Coming from all directions, the colorful and surging aura seemed to be under some kind of restraint. Although it seemed to be chaotic and disorderly, there was no sign of the disorder getting out of control or collapsing.

Countless evil ghosts and skulls approached quickly, and they were less than ten feet away from Tang Tianbao.

At this distance, you can even see every detail of the devil, every texture on the skull.

For the cultivators of the Foundation Establishment period, they are all within easy reach, not to mention the cultivators of Jindan?

If the crisis cannot be solved, then the next moment is when Tang Tianbao is desperate!

Seeing this, Liu Yu's heart tightened secretly, and the mana turned into the palm of his hand again, and a single thought could inspire the fleeting thousand-mile talisman to escape.

After all, Lingbao is too many levels beyond the foundation-building stage. Even with the cooperation of the nascent artifact spirit, it is extremely difficult to control.

With the realm of Tang Tianbao's base building, the possibility of being unable to control is the greatest!

With this thought flashing through her mind, Liu Yu continued to look at Tang Tianbao, wanting to see the final result.

The fate of his people will be known in the next moment!

The turbulent spiritual energy that gathered from all directions, under the constraint of some invisible force of the Holy Fire Sword, continued to gather behind Tang Tianbao.

From a distance, the colorful aura 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 more dim the colored aura light spots became, as if they had faded.

This is exactly the same as the fading of the body of the Holy Fire Sword, and it is hard not to think of it together.

Gold represents metal aura, green represents wood aura...

Various external colors, corresponding to the aura attributes, this is a well-known thing.

However, the spiritual energy within a certain range close to Tang Tianbao turned gray and white, dyed with a layer of delicate gray, and its original attributes were forcibly changed.

Liu Yu knew that this was "controlled" by the Holy Fire Sword, or controlled.

When the evil ghost and the skeleton approached five miles, the seemingly endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth finally formed a hazy sword shadow in the sky behind Tang Tianbao.

The sword shadow was grayish-white, seventy or eighty feet tall, taller than the mountains, but somewhat illusory and unreal.

But it is still rapidly absorbing spiritual energy and becoming more solid.

Taking a closer look, this sword shadow is incomparably similar to the holy fire sword, just like the holy fire sword after magnification.

However, the details are still a little blurry.

Logically speaking, the Sacred Fire Sword refined by Sacred Fire Cult should be of fire attribute.

When Liu Yu saw it for the first time, this sword also absorbed a huge amount of fire attribute spiritual power.

But at this moment, the sword shadow floating in the air exudes a dilapidated and rotten aura all the time. Where is the appearance of a fire-attribute spirit treasure?

Thinking of the current appearance of the Holy Fire Cult in order to refine it, it is not an exaggeration to call it the Sword of Unknown!

At this moment, Tang Tianbao, who held the holy fire sword high, had an unexpectedly calm expression on his face.

With the blessing of the holy fire sword, his power has been raised to an incredible level, and it is in line with the general trend in the dark.

Between every move, it can stir up the situation between heaven and earth.

However, Tang Tianbao is still only a foundation-building cultivator. If he is attacked by any evil ghost, he may die.

In the face of Chi Chi, the grotesque ghost, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

"Clang~!"

As if a sharp sword was unsheathed, Liu Yu heard a loud sword cry, which seemed to be coming from his ears, but also seemed to be ringing in his heart.

The lingering sound is endless and enduring.

At this time, Tang Tianbao's expression was indifferent, and countless distracting thoughts had disappeared.

Only in the eyes, there is still a little bit of unwillingness to make people unwilling to fate!

He held the holy fire sword in both hands and slashed down gently out of thin air.

"boom!!!"

Immediately, the sword shadow in the air behind him also moved, and he slashed gently downward, slashing out a huge gray-white sword energy.

After cutting out this sword energy, the sword shadow became a little illusory.

But supplemented by the surging aura, 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.

Against countless evil spirits and black skulls. Sweep straight away.

"Puff puff"

The gray-white sword energy suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, and then there were successive slight shattering sounds.

No matter what kind of evil ghost or what kind of skull, under the majestic power of the gray-white sword energy, they are as fragile as paper.

After a breath, the gray-white brilliance converged.

Looking around, I can no longer see the shadow of evil spirits and skulls.

And the gray-white sword qi turned into aura and dissipated, and returned to the sword shadow.

"not good."

"This foundation-building junior can really control the power of Lingbao?!"

Without leaving the hand at all, the full blow of the magic weapon and divine power was broken, and the face of the real black bone changed greatly.

He finally realized that Lingbao's edge, even if it was only a very small part, was not something he could resist at all!

The next moment, the real person Heigu saw that Tang Tianbao's calm eyes looked over.

As if telling, it's your turn!

With the boundless power, Tang Tianbao, who holds the holy fire sword, can extend the general trend further.

With his flat and indifferent glance, the Heigu Zhenren felt that his heart sank, which was out of tune with this world.

The dignified Jindan cultivator, facing the foundation-building cultivator, actually had a sense of his own insignificance.

It was as powerless as facing True Monarch Yuan Ying.

"This account can be calculated later."

"But at the moment, the opponent's holding a Lingbao is too sharp, so it's better to go first and not take risks!"

Black Bone's eyes flashed slightly.

Facing the Foundation Establishment cultivator, the dignified Master Jin Dan even had the idea of ​​fleeing without a fight, and he didn't feel ashamed at all.

As a demon cultivator, he takes reputation very lightly. When he thought of this, he quickly made up his mind.

At the moment, when the real mana of Black Bone is mentioned, he wants to fly away in the sky.

However, when the mana was running, his figure did not move at all and remained in the original air.

"not good!"

"This spirit treasure has the ability to condense space?!"

Real Black Bone was shocked to find that the surrounding space had frozen for some time.

Even if the running mana is working as hard as it can, it is extremely difficult to move.

As for the gray sword shadow behind Tang Tianbao, Qi Qi was already locked on him, and the hair on his body suddenly stood up.

This Golden Core Demon Cultivator finally felt fear at this moment!

But at this moment, Tang Tianbao moved.

Carrying the boundless power, and the general trend of "heavyness" between heaven and earth, he tightly held the holy fire sword in his hand and tried his best to slash down!

This sword, this person used all his strength.

It seems that he is venting his heart, unwilling to the sect's ill-fated fate, and wielding his own sword against fate!

Sword without regrets!

This sword seems to carry the unpredictable power of heaven, and there is an irresistible feeling.

At least from Liu Yu's point of view, if he faced it himself, he would be hard to resist no matter what, and he would not be able to escape the ending.

Unless, escape with a thousand-mile talisman.

However, unlike the naked eyes of mortals, in Liu Yu's spiritual sense, he saw something different.

It is not so much that Tang Tianbao is controlling the holy fire sword, it is better to say that the holy fire sword is "moving by itself", and this person is only providing the "tools" necessary for consumption.

Most of the power that the Holy Fire Sword is currently exerting is the result of arousing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The power provided by Tang Tianbao only played a role of neither light nor heavy, less than one ten millionth of the total.

In Liu Yu's spiritual sense, as the sword with unpredictable power slashed down, the power of Tang Tianbao was also rapidly falling.

In just an instant, it fell to the level of the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment.

In another instant, he had already fallen below the base-building realm, and was even weaker than a cultivator in the Qi-refining stage.

After a breath, his breath is not even comparable to that of mortals.

Just like a candle that was burning normally, it suddenly burned violently, consuming all the fuel in an instant.

Although the brilliance at that moment was extremely dazzling, after the dazzling, the candle flame was about to go out.

Without fuel, the fire of life has burned to the end, and extinction is inevitable.

Liu Yu could not agree with the way of blooming in an instant and shining like a shooting star.

He doesn't want to be a shooting star, he does what he wants, in the sky - the eternal blazing sun!

Tang Tianbao slashed his sword with all his might, and the majestic grey sword shadow behind him also moved.

Following the invisible and intangible trajectory, he reached the top of the Black Bone Real Man in an instant.

Carrying the mighty power like a deep abyss, it will turn the ants under the sword into powder in an instant!

"Do not!!!"

Real Black Bone let out a loud roar, and used a secret technique that consumed a lot of Jindan's source, finally regaining a little mobility.

Although it is still impossible to escape, after all, you can use means to try to resist, so as not to sit still!

As soon as he thought about it, a bone umbrella magic weapon was taken out from the storage ring, and instantly grew to seven or eight feet in size, protecting himself under it.

The mind moved again, and the magic weapon of the black flag and the divine power of the life were used one after another.

Heavy ghosts and countless skeletons appeared in an instant, rushing towards the gray-white sword shadow at all costs, trying to resolve the disaster.

After doing this, Black Bone Real Man has not stopped.

The means that are usually reluctant to use, and all kinds of consumption means are used at one time, without any concern for distress.

At this time, the gray-white sword shadow as tall as a mountain has begun to fall.

Consistent with Tang Tianbao's movements, the huge gray-white sword shadow of seven to eighty feet seemed to slash down slowly and quickly.

The momentum of this sword is getting stronger and stronger!

In the next moment, a bright gray aura shines!

rotten, dilapidated, withered...

In an instant, various ominous auras enveloped the area for several miles.

The real person of Black Bone had the deepest experience. When the sword started to fall, it was extremely difficult to even breathe.

He could feel that, under this ominous aura, months and years began to elapse under this ominous aura.

Under the gray-white sword shadow of the Gao Ru Mountains, even if it was the real person of Jindan, it seemed incomparably small.

Any resistance seemed so insignificant.

There was no fierce confrontation, and the process of the gray-white sword shadow slashing downwards was not hindered or stopped at all.

Any means of the Black Bone Real Man have been destroyed by destructiveness.

When the aura subsided and the gray-white sword shadow dissipated, the place was empty.

Ashes!

There was only one black flag, which fell to the ground in the distance, and several large holes were broken in the surface of the flag.

"Whoo~"

Liu Yu let out a heavy breath.

Seeing that the real person of the black bones was in ashes, and even Jindan did not escape, he was relieved.

The heartbeat, which had been accelerating, gradually returned to normal.

Looking at the fleeting thousand miles talisman refined in "silver seal script" in his hand, he smiled slightly and put it in the storage bag.

Afterwards, Liu Yu's heart moved and looked towards Tang Tianbao.

At this time, Tang Tianbao's life breath was extremely weak, even worse than that of mortals.

The originally dark long hair is now covered with a little gray;

The originally tall and sturdy body now looks a little rickety;

The flesh and blood that was originally full has become dry and thin;

The face that used to be full of red light is now a complete ashes!

The spirit seemed to be evacuated for a moment, and even the eyes became cloudy, and the look in the eyes was dull.

The fire of life is about to go out!

"Hoohoo~"

Tang Tianbao inserted the holy fire sword into the ground, still holding the hilt tightly with both hands, slumped on the ground panting heavily, without the demeanor of an immortal cultivator.

He sat blankly on the ground, staring at the yellow sand, as if recalling something.

He didn't even notice Liu Yu's arrival.

"Friend Tianbao, do you still have a last wish?"

"If there is, you can say it now, and Liu will try to help you complete it."

After waiting for a long time, seeing that the other party's vitality is getting weaker and weaker, but still immersed in memories, Liu Yu said.

It's no surprise that many people fall into memory before dying.

His voice was calm, temporarily restraining his hostility.

Since the other party is already a mortal person, it is not impossible to fulfill the other party's last wish for Lingbao.

If not too difficult.

After all, there is an inexplicable causal connection between the Sacred Fire Sword and this person.

If you forcibly seize it, you won't be recognized by the "Sword Spirit", then this sword may be a display for a long time.

Hearing this, Tang Tianbao woke up from his memories, and his eyes recovered somewhat.

He glanced at Liu Yu and lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, but did not answer for a long time.

Seeing this, Liu Yu did not urge.

Anyway, with the other party's current state of exhaustion, he can't pose a threat to himself at all. Even if it is for the smooth "handover" of Lingbao, there is no harm in being patient.

For Tang Tianbao, Liu Yu still recognized him.

Although he is a little soft-hearted and not a qualified leader, he is very responsible for the leadership and did not choose to evade responsibility in case of trouble.

In this deceitful and changeable world of immortal cultivation, he is enough to be called a righteous gentleman.

Although for Sacred Fire Cult, such a leader does not know whether it is a disaster or a blessing, Liu Yu is more than willing to sit down and discuss with such a monk.

Better than a sinister villain who could backstab at any time?

"Tianbao has nothing else to wish for, but one thing, and he can't rest assured."

"I hope fellow Daoist Qingyang can agree."

As if thinking of something very important, Tang Tianbao endured the pain of his body and finished his words in one breath.

The originally cheerful voice became hoarse and dry.

Liu Yu's heart moved, and without hesitation, he immediately responded:

"Tianbao Taoist friend is thinking, Liu has already understood."

"I promise you."

"Then I'll ask fellow Daoist Qingyang." Tang Tianbao said with some difficulty.

Afterwards, he staggered and struggled to stand up, and with all his strength, he vigorously swung the holy fire sword inserted into the yellow sand.

"puff"

At this time, Tang Tianbao's body was already extremely weak, and he might lose his breath of life at any time, and 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?

Do not!

It's just that he now has no choice.

"buzz"

The holy fire sword lit up with a faint aura, and the blade trembled slightly, as if sensing that the master was about to die.

In this way, express your sorrow and remorse.

But now it is always just a sword, a sword that has just been forged, and it cannot change the status quo at all.

Liu Yu grabbed the Sacred Fire Sword, but Tang Tianbao used all his strength to hold it and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

"Ugh"

After two or three breaths, he sighed heavily and released his palm.

"I hope fellow Daoist Qingyang can remember what he said today and promise Tianbao, and he can do it."

"I entreat fellow Daoists to ensure that the inheritance of the holy religion is immortal!"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Tianbao seemed not to be at ease, and spoke again and again, gasping for breath.

There was a trace of pleading in the eyes of this Foundation Establishment cultivator who was dying.

"Tianbao Daoist can rest assured that as long as Liu is still alive, the inheritance of the Holy Fire Cult will be guaranteed."

"Liu Mou, a promise of gold!"

This belief that she was unwilling to give up before she died moved Liu Yu's heart, and said seriously at the moment.

For the sake of Lingbao, he is willing to take over this cause and effect, and this time he does not intend to go back on his word.

Anyway, it is not very difficult to ensure the continuous inheritance of the Holy Fire Cult.

At that time, just pick a few children with spiritual roots, give them some resources, and give them some pointers to complete it. Why go back?

Under normal circumstances, Liu Yu is more trustworthy.

"Then... that day Bao can go in peace."

"It's just, speechless to the ancestors of the holy religion..."

Tang Tianbao muttered to himself, then remained silent.

"Friend Tianbao, the above is your responsibility as a holy son."

"Then do you have any last wishes?"

"Say it now, Liu can try to help you finish it."

Inserting the holy fire sword into the ground, Liu Yu sat next to him and asked with a serious look.

Hearing this, Tang Tianbao looked nostalgic, flashing a flash of reminiscence and nostalgia, as if he had thought of something.

He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he chose to give up.

"No no."

Choking and shaking his head, he didn't say a word, two lines of turbid tears flowed down, and Tang Tianbao was already in tears.

"It seems that there is another tragic story behind this."

Liu Yu secretly said, but did not ask further, leaving the last trace of dignity for the monk in front of him.

In this situation, he couldn't help thinking of a song from his previous life:

The tears are wet and proud,

The flames dye the eyes red,

Take blood as ink stick as book;

Armor silver plated,

The red silk dances again,

for you...

Silently, time passed slowly, and Tang Tianbao's breath became weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, as if he had made a major decision, he said with difficulty, word by word:

"Qing... Fellow Daoist 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.

But for the sake of the Sacred Fire Cult, he still held on and did not take his last breath.

It is difficult to tell the secret flame order control method and secret realm information one by one.

In this way, Tang Tianbao struggled for another half an hour, slowly telling the secret flame control method and important news of the secret realm.

"Friend Tianbao, Liu will remember what he said today."

After a few breaths of silence, Liu Yu said solemnly.

In fact, he wanted to get information on the secret realm and the control method of the Holy Fire Order. It would be more convenient and quicker to use Soul Search, and it would also give him more peace of mind.

It's just that Liu Yu didn't know why, but in the end he didn't choose the soul search technique.

"Thank you so much, Qing... Qingyang."

The words that sounded like mosquitoes were only halfway through, and Tang Tianbao's eyes completely dimmed.

In the spiritual sense, that faint flame has been completely extinguished.

"Clanging"

As if feeling the fall of its master, the holy fire sword lit up with orange-red and gray-white auras, and made a slight sword sound.

Even when it was inserted into the ground, it was still trembling.

"Hey~!"

"Since ancient times, God's will is high and difficult to ask."

Feeling the fate of the various cultivators of the Sacred Fire Sect, Liu Yu sighed softly, giving birth to a feeling of sadness.

If everything is really arranged by fate, should the cultivator abide by fate?

How to resist?

For some reason, Liu Yu thought of a book from a previous life.

That Demon Venerable, with the power of love, finally broke the **** of fate.

What about yourself?

If you can't really love someone, how can you break the arrangement of fate and achieve longevity or even eternity?

Sitting on the spot, Liu Yu thought silently, but after thinking for a while, he had no idea.

The clanging sword chirping stopped at an unknown time.

After thinking to no avail, Liu Yu sighed again, then stood up.

Gently, he took off the storage bag on Tang Tianbao's waist.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen top-grade storages on his waist, and even the "eight-sack elders" of a certain gang were far from enough.

After a careful scan of his consciousness, Liu Yu closed his eyes after confirming that the surroundings were safe.

His mind touched the green light spot of Niwan Palace, and sent the extra storage bag into Xianfu World~www.mtlnovel.com~ There was only the original storage bag and the spirit beast bag with Xiaoqing on his waist.

The next moment, he opened his eyes.

"Friend Tianbao, go in peace."

"Liu will write a biography for you and take care of the inheritance of the Holy Fire Sect."

After speaking, Liu Yu popped out a fireball technique.

In the raging flames, Tang Tianbao's corpse turned into black ashes, and when the wind blew, it scattered in all directions.

It is in line with the teachings of the Holy Fire Church:

Burn my body, raging holy fire!

What joy in life, what pain in death?

"puff"

Pulling out the holy fire sword, Liu Yu took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Without feeling the slightest bit of vast power, this spiritual treasure has restrained all mysteries.

It's just that the appearance of this sword has changed again at some point in time. Compared with the beginning, it has changed beyond recognition.

The bright yellow hilt and silver-white sword body had completely faded from the original color, and the whole body had turned into a dull gray.

The current attributes of this sword obviously deviate from the original intention of the Holy Fire Cult.

"Three thousand years of inheritance, the efforts of more than ten generations of monks."

Liu Yu stared at this handed down sword.

It was this sword that brought misfortune to the Sacred Fire Sect and made the Sacred Fire Sect continue to weaken.

It was this sword that made the current Sacred Fire Cult almost torn apart, and the Holy Son and the core sect were all killed and injured.

In a way, this is an ominous sword!

"The name of the Holy Fire Sword is no longer appropriate."

Liu Yu stroked the body of the sword, lowered his head to think for a while, and finally said softly:

"Broken Sword."

"From now on, you will be called - the broken sword."

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