Chapter 430

"Chop!"

With a cold drink from the young man in white robe, the sacred sword that came from the nine days was assassinated in an instant, drowning the figure of the four winged devil.

The devil has no chance to evade and no qualification to resist.

"Boom

In the deafening noise, the sacred sword will be the sky of the devil cloud explosion scattered.

The body of the four winged devil, which is as high as 1000 meters, was blown to pieces.

Even the mountains and rivers below were blasted out of a dark abyss.

The body of the devil was blasted to death, and only the ghost was left. It was suppressed by the sacred sword under the abyss!

Ji Tianxing witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and the shock in his heart could hardly be described in words.

The strength of the four winged devil is so strong and fierce that he can kill hundreds of millions of people wantonly. He can kill the strong in Tianyuan territory by turning his hands.

However, when the white robed youth used the sword! Cut! " That move, the devil was killed by a sacred sword on the spot!

The strength and means of youth are really extraordinary, just like the gods in the sky!

After a long time, until the picture gradually dissipated, Ji Tianxing was still immersed in the shock of the nine day sword.

Soon, the picture in front of him changed.

In a vast expanse of blue water over the lake, a white robed youth is trampling in the sky, a thousand miles to go.

Behind him in the sky, there is a graceful figure, is flying with flowing clothes, chasing his steps.

It was a girl with beautiful face and bright temperament.

She was about eighteen or nine years old. She was wearing a long silver dress with white silk on her shoulders. Her eyes were bright and bright.

On her forehead, there is a Silver Crescent mark, which makes her a little more holy and mysterious.

In order to catch up with the young man in white robe, she seems to have exhausted all her strength. Her pretty face is a little pale, and her forehead is covered with sweat.

Her eyes were bright and excited, but she was not discouraged.

Finally, the youth stopped in the sky and turned to look at her indifferently.

The crescent girl saw this, and her pretty face suddenly showed a thick color of joy. She quickened her speed to meet her.

When she got close, she looked at the young man in white with a soft voice and said, "hum, you cold guy, don't you know how to be merciful?"

The young man's expression did not rise to the slightest waves, and his tone was indifferent: "bright moon, you abandoned the hundreds of millions of people of the Moon Clan, and pursued me from the western continent for millions of miles to come here. Is that what you want to say to me?"

The woman, known as the bright moon, wrinkled her lovely nose and said with a smile: "you guy, since I saw you, this is the longest sentence you have ever said to me!"

"Don't call me Mingyue, just call me Xiaoyue!"

"And where are you going? Do you want to do something for the Dragon old man in the imperial court of Zhongzhou

The young man in white looked at her with no expression on his face and said in a calm voice: "as the saint of the Moon Clan, how can you be so young a daughter?"

The light in the bright moon's eyes was brighter and said with a smile: "do you care about me?"

"Do you think my character is not calm and dignified? Although I didn't like that since I was a child, if you don't like it, I'll change it... "

The young man frowned slightly and said indifferently: "bright moon, I just meet you by chance, and there is no relationship between you and me. You don't have to be like this, and I won't accept it."

"Before long, I will leave Tianxuan land. Why do you waste time with me?"

After that, the youth turned around and flew away, leaving thousands of miles away.

Mingyue rushed to catch up with her face full of anxiety and cried: "Hello! Are you leaving Tianxuan? Where are you going

However, the figure of the white robed youth flickered and disappeared at the end of the sky after a few breaths.

After a long time, the moon couldn't catch up with her, so she had to stop depressed.

Looking at the direction of the white robed youth leaving, she pursed her small mouth in a stuffy manner and muttered in a firm voice: "hateful fellow, no matter where you are going, I will find you!"

After a moment, the picture slowly dissipates.

Ji Tianxing thought in his heart: "is she the emperor of bright moon demon?"

"The overlord really didn't cheat me. Between the Ming Yue demon emperor and the sword God, it is true that the fallen flowers are intentional and the flowing water is merciless."

"It's a pity that the emperor of the moon demon has a simple and simple heart and is also a rare beauty. It's a pity that he failed to form a good relationship with the sword God..."

At this time, his consciousness suddenly entered the tomb of the sword God, and "Shua" appeared under the towering sword tablet.

"How could I suddenly enter the sword tomb?"

"Is it the burial day that brings my consciousness in?"

Ji Tianxing looked up at the sword stele of Tongtian in doubt. He read it carefully and exclaimed, "is it you, master burying heaven?"

In the stone tablet of Tongtian sword, the voice of burying the sky, which is full of vicissitudes and remoteness, came immediately, "yes, I let you in."Ji Tianxing nodded and said, "just now I saw some strange pictures. It seems that some things happened before the sword God was alive."

"That's the memory of the sword God," said the grave

Ji Tianxing had some doubts, "how can I have the memory of the sword God?"

The burial day was silent for a moment and said, "maybe it's related to your fusion of the sword God's blood."

"Well?" Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked, "don't you know what's going on?"

"Since the fall of the sword God, I've fallen into a deep sleep, and I don't know a lot of things."

Ji Tianxing nodded slightly and continued: "in addition to the memory of the sword God, there are many pictures of sword God practicing in my soul."

"The cultivation methods of the sword God, and those supernatural martial arts, are branded in my soul memory."

"It's a great chance that you can have the memory of the sword God," said the funeral voice solemnly

Maybe you can learn from other swords

Ji Tianxing nodded to understand.

Then, his consciousness left the tomb of sword God and returned to the noumenon.

His body and soul are still suffering from the tempering of blue soul fire and blood flame.

The soul is cold and dead, but the body and blood are boiling, and the blood is full of hot blood to rush out of the body.

But Ji Tianxing gritted his teeth to endure the pain and suffering, and controlled the sword God's blood with consciousness, and ran through his body.

Suddenly, the sword God blood, burst out of the holy power, full of his four limbs.

In the body and pulse of the sword, there is also a magnificent Zhenyuan, which makes his strength recover quickly.

He endured the pain with tenacious perseverance, sat in the soul refining cauldron, and began to understand the unique skill of sword God in the soul.

Countless kinds of mysterious and wonderful skills flashed through his mind.

After a while, a unique skill named "trapped dragon ascending to heaven" appeared in his mind, with various pictures and glittering words constantly emerging.

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