Chapter 187

The last sword maker in Sendai is also the shigongzong of Lingyin. It is recorded in the handbook that the power of the twin swords is too overbearing, but the so-called extreme will reverse. Therefore, the host must follow the rules when practicing. Otherwise, the power will lose control, and the double sword will change from a spiritual weapon that helps others to soar into a lethal weapon that causes disaster.

The power of the twin swords is too strong. If it really evolves to this point, there is no perfect way to save it. There is only one way. If the host dies, the power of the twin swords will dissipate.

Unless the ringtone dies, the ascent cannot be stopped.

In Boxian town at the foot of the mountain, there are rumors about the rise of Sendai.

When the imperial sword fell, people's comments could be heard everywhere: "it's said that this is the place where the gods live. They will go back to heaven and abandon us and this town. They will never give us clean water to drink again..."

Chongxiao at the moment, in addition to the immortal, there is no other thought.

He will not pay attention to the dead and seriously injured disciples.

Lingchen looked at the ring sound struggling in the light, clenched his fist, and his nails fell into the flesh and blood.

These days, he can often see the ring tone, and they become friends.

I heard that there are beautiful lights in the world, and the ring tone also agreed to see it together.

But now, just as she sings in the ballad "fate in this life, to continue in the next life, what kind of love, life and death" may be the end of fate, this fate, or really can only be continued in the next life.

In the past, it seems that I can still see clearly that we used to visit mountains and rivers and fight for justice.

"Why?"

Ling Chen asked himself, "why do you know the result and still get stuck in it?"

"Are you stupid?"

However, in one's life, there are always too many helplessness.

In the sky, I saw the huge mountains carrying the whole Sendai rising slowly towards the bright sky light of Kunlun.

Ling Chen raised his head and looked at the feat of Sendai rising, shocked in his heart.

But I don't know why, but there is also an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

So large Sendai, everywhere can see debris, corpses and blood spread in the square in front of the mountain gate, the height is very cold, and the snow is flying, the ice is frozen.

The four seasons are like spring in Sendai, but now there is only a dead silence. It looks like a dead city, shocking.

Finally, it's hard to escape.

The few remaining disciples did not know where they had gathered.

On the cirrus cloud platform, Chongxiao holds two swords.

He's OK, but Changtai fairy sword is burning the vitality of the ring tone constantly and crazily.

Ling dust can clearly see her painful face.

At this time, the frost congealed on the one hand, and the fire was blazing on the other side. The huge power of the two swords had already exceeded the limit of mortal power, and no one could stop it.

It is the dream of several generations of people in Sendai to rise to immortality, and Chongxiao also cultivates for this purpose and becomes the host of double swords.

Ling Chen looked at the crazy figure.

He asked inexplicably, "system, do you think I did something wrong?"

"No, that's right. Don't you already know the answer yourself?"

The system answers this way.

“…… You're right. "

Bang!

With the sound falling, the iron sword appeared at the foot of Ling dust, and took him to the sky.

He looked at Chongxiao and said, "you don't want to give up flying But at least I have to save ringtone. "

Damn it. I'm afraid of farts.

Death is a big deal, resurrection, I Ling someone, when afraid?

The cold wind, Lingchen's robes hunting in the wind, "why do you want to do this, even if you want to become an immortal, there must be other ways, I can accompany you to find, until you find."

Chongxiao is looking at Lingchen.