Chapter 3503： Life and death

The meaning of Bu Jinglei is obvious.

Let the psychic clan join the Yimeng and become the sword spirit of the sword hall.

Lu Yi thinks this is also a good thing, but before that, everything must follow the wishes of the psychic tribe.

After Lu Yi discussed this proposal with the elder of the psychic clan, the elder was very happy.

"The honourable person does not know that every sword master chooses my clan as the sword spirit. In fact, the two are the fetters between the two. Only through the sword intent in the hands of the strong, can my clan people maximize their strength. You can rest assured that the clansmen will not disagree."

"That's the case? Does the royal family of the psychic race also need to choose a person as a bond?"

"No, the royal family is an exception. The bloodline power of the royal family can be used without fetters, but it does not affect the choice of fetters. Otherwise, the ancestor of our family would not have become Xuanyuan Sword Spirit."

Later, the elders of the psychic clan told something about becoming a sword spirit.

Once the psychic tribe becomes the sword spirit, they will not disappear, but the life form has changed, and they can merge into the strong sword intent at any time.

Moreover, since then, the sword master and the psychic tribes will be both prosperous, and they will lose everything, so they are very cautious in choosing fetters.

"Well, then this matter will trouble the elders."

"You can rest assured."

After solving this matter, Lu Yi was very satisfied.

As for the psychic tribesmen before they found the sword master, they all entered Lu Yi's spatial ring to retreat and practice.

"Master, it's time for us to go back. When you were in the center of the glacier, I felt a strong vibration on the side of Tianqi Peak and the presence of a demon spirit."

Hearing Bingchan's reminder, Lu Yi left immediately.

brush!

Lu Yi stepped forward and appeared hundreds of miles away instantly.

What surprised Lu Yi was that when the immortal power surged, his body became very light.

You can walk in the clouds at will.

Like a strong man in the fairyland, Wu Ling is empty!

...

At the foot of Tianqi Peak, Yang Qianhuan and Shibaqi of the Forbidden Army waited here for a full seven days.

The Demon God never planned to leave, and Yang Wan'er insisted on waiting here.

"Wan'er, the person you are waiting for may not show up."

"No, he will show up." Yang Wan'er said firmly.

"Even if he will appear, what can you do? Can you still kill the Demon God clone? The destruction of the Great Zhou is irreversible. There are so many ants here that there is not even a strong person in the heavens. You can only see the bleeding if you continue to wait. And sacrifice." Yang Qianhuan tried to persuade.

But Yang Wan'er was resolute and ignored what Yang Qianhuan said.

Yang Qianhuan was a little angry, many times he wanted to order the Eighteenth Cavalry of the Forbidden Army to kill the powerful and disciples of the five major forces, so that Yang Wan'er completely gave up.

It was really uncomfortable to see Yang Wan'er's injuries getting worse.

"Wan'er I'm sorry, Brother Huang can't let you go on fooling around, the 18th Cavalry of the Forbidden Army listens to orders!" Yang Qianhuan showed a ruthless look on her face.

"Brother Emperor, what are you going to do?" Yang Wan'er's pretty face changed color.

"Take the princess back to the palace, if you don't follow, then suppress her!" Yang Qianhuan shouted sharply.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The Eighteen Cavaliers of the Forbidden Army set off at the same time, releasing unmatched mental power to envelop Yang Wan'er.

Yang Wan'er was already seriously injured. At this time, her body was imprisoned by mental power, and she had no resistance.

"Hurry up and let me go, who gave you the courage to do this to me!"

"I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness."

"I want to kill you!"

However, no matter how Yang Wan'er struggled, the Eighteenth Forbidden Army only dispatched one person and easily suppressed her.

One of them released a bronze chariot on the clouds, with gorgeous decoration and dazzling light.

Putting Yang Wan'er in the chariot, Yang Qianhuan turned and left with the Eighteen Forbidden Army.

Before leaving, Yang Qianhuan said to the avatar of the possessed demon: "The affairs of the Emperor Zhou have nothing to do with my Da Sui. Then you can kill anyone you want to kill, but you have to help bring a message to the emperor. "

"What do the four princes want to say?"

"Wan'er's matter will be resolved by the Sui royal family. As long as her injury improves, I will personally bring people to the Dashang royal family."

"Hey, the fourth prince don't worry, I will definitely bring this sentence to the emperor."

"Ok."

Yang Qianhuan nodded, and then prepared to leave.

At this moment, the Demon God flew over Tianqi Peak and looked down at the five powerful forces on the ground.

"No one can shelter you now. If you obediently hand over the gods and gods, this seat can make you die happy. If you are stubborn, this seat will completely smooth this place!"

Without the Eighteen Forbidden Army of the Great Sui Dynasty, the devil became unscrupulous.

"Hmph, if you have any tricks, just let them die. I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, just take them."

"Even if my Great Zhou Dynasty is completely destroyed today, it will definitely not bow down like a monster like you."

"When the leader of the Yimeng returns, you will definitely have no place to bury your monster."

The disciples of the five major forces no longer call themselves by their respective forces, but unified themselves as the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It can be seen that although the peak duel hasn't been launched, the five major forces now have no distinction between you and me.

"Hahaha! The leader of the Yimeng? It's the kid of Lu Yi, how can you stand the ants in a small fairyland? You are so stupid to hope that they will save you!" The devil snorted coldly.

Then, he reached out a demon claw, imperial move to cover the magic power.

Only seeing the unreasonable horror of the magic flame rising in the nine days, the clouds of thousands of miles instantly turned into pitch black.

The world was full of magic mist, and the strong of the five forces did not get a trace of it, and the body suffered a bit more.

Even Long Qiansheng, Jiang Linglong, and the leaders of other forces could not withstand this terrorist suppression.

"The devil is too strong, unless there is a strong man in the fairyland, we can only wait to die."

"Damn it, if the headmaster of my Jinlei Mansion hasn't disappeared, what right does the demon **** in this district have to be arrogant?"

"Hmph, the head teacher of my Ye Youting can easily suppress him, but it's a pity that his old man is still missing."

The first powerful men looked sad and angry, and they were jealous and angry.

In the past few days, everyone has exchanged information together, and they basically know the details of their respective forces.

It turns out that everyone has been uncomfortable all these years. The former head teacher has been inexplicably consistent, and many disciples in the inner courtyard have rebelled.

Now that the five forces have gathered together, there is not even a strong man in the heavens and wonderland.

"My prisoner Zhu Wan from Yan Pavilion broke through to Heavenly Wonderland, but he can't come right now, alas." Long Qiansheng sighed.

"It seems that my Da Zhou's vitality is indeed going to be cut off." Palace Master Jiang Linglong of Lengyue Palace said lightly.

She was a peerless beauty, and only a few days after succeeding the palace lord, she ushered in this situation, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Ats, take it to death!" The demon **** was impatient, and wanted to kill all the strong and take the heavenly spirit.

But when the devil's claws were tearing through the sky, a bright golden light pierced the void.

brush!

When he saw the golden light clearly, the devil's heart jumped.

"Xuanyuanjian!"