First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1701: Jiang Tai’a, Pingtian Emperor

The Night of the Tyrant King!

The hoarse voice was momentarily silent.

A moment later, the pale, slender hand released.

"Go back, remember, don't look back, don't tell anyone, you've been here before."

The black bat was relieved and nodded, "This disciple understands!"

It **** its wings and flies into the distance.

But the figure was still in the air, and it was torn apart with a bang.

"Master, you..."

The black bat screamed in surprise, but its voice stopped abruptly, and the shattered body turned into ashes and drifted into the air.

"Children, the eyes of the gods are staring at the fairy world, and the shadows of gods and disasters are everywhere. Since you came to spread the message, you should have the consciousness of killing yourself."

The big pale, slender hand suddenly disappeared.

In the depths of this ice field that has never melted for ten thousand years, there is an underground palace at the bottom of the folded space secret realm.

There is only one blue lantern lit in the palace, which is dimly lit.

A handsome, jade-like man with a youthful appearance opened his right hand.

A secret talisman appeared in the palm of the hand.

It is the secret talisman sent by the black bat.

In the secret talisman, there is a detailed record of the battle of the Tianshou Conference.

After reading it, the man couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

After a while, a strange color appeared in his eyes, "Wang Ye, is it really you?"

"Oh!"

The man sneered, "At the beginning, you were known as the sword against the ancient and modern enemies, and you were called the immortal world, and you could hardly find an opponent in the world, but if this Shen Mu was really your reincarnation...it would be too weak!"

"It is true that we old fellows are afraid of the gods and disasters and can only hide them, but in today's world, the will of the gods has penetrated the fairyland, and they... but they are all looking for you!"

Thinking of this, the man fell into deep thought again.

"Gods, gods, disasters, the road to conferring gods... reincarnation... Wang Ye..."

"What a big show! Although it has not yet begun, it has made people look forward to it!"

"For me, and for those dormant old guys, when such an unprecedented good show is staged, the opportunity to become a **** is destined to appear!"

"However, the premise is that you are really Wang Ye and...can live until that day..."

The man stroked his chin and finally made a decision, "Well, this time, it's up to me, Jiang Tai'a, to try it out. Are you Wang Ye?"

He raised his eyes and looked to the side of the palace.

The dim lights reflected on the walls of the palace, and I saw a row of dense human skins on display!

The human skins were all intact, both male and female.

At first glance, it looks like a living person!

The man raises his hand.

A human skin falls into the hand.

This is a gray-haired old man with a wrinkled face and a striking knife mark on the tip of his brow.

Then, the man took out a suet jade bottle and tapped it lightly.

Shout!

A spirit emerges from the jade bottle.

The appearance of this spirit is exactly the same as that of the white-haired old man's skin!

The man smiled and said, "Xing Yuanzi, let me tell you good news, your master Wang Ye... seems to have been reincarnated from reincarnation..."

That spirit's eyes were dull, and there was no reaction at all.

The man said to himself: "If he sees you like this, he will be very sad and sad, but now, I will send you to see him."

Speaking, the man raised his hand and made a gesture.

The divine soul rushed into the human skin immediately.

And then, an incredible scene appeared

Now, the man's skin was bulging quietly, growing **** flesh and bones, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a thin old man with white hair.

It's just that pair of eyes, but they're empty and numb.

With a stroke between the men, a space portal emerges.

He stared at the white-haired old man, his eyes deep and indifferent, and said: "When you go outside, go to the leader of the Taiyi Sect, Xuan Zhong, and he will tell you how to find the young man named Shen Mu. "

"If you die, it proves that he is not Wang Ye."

"If you survived..."

Speaking of this, the man laughed, "It won't last long, but at least it's enough to let me know that he is Wang Ye!"

"Go."

The white-haired old man named Xing Yuanzi nodded blankly and walked into the space portal blankly.

With a wave of space ripples, Xing Yuanzi's figure disappeared.

"Throwing stones to ask for directions, you may be stunned by the grass, but with your current strength, Wang Ye, how can you help me?"

The man suddenly sighed, "Unfortunately, if you have to avoid the calamity, I will screw your head right away!"

In his voice, there is a hint of unwillingness that is not easily discernible.

That divine catastrophe was like a sharp sword hanging over his head, so that his existence could only shrink back, and he didn't dare to leave this place for even half a step!

……

Southern Fairyland.

In a territory with a thin spiritual energy, there is a secular country called "Donglai Country".

Most of the people living in the country of Donglai are ordinary people. Although there are people who are cultivating immortals and asking questions, they are all small monks who are not in the mainstream.

In a city in the territory of Donglai Kingdom, an old beggar leaned lazily against the corner, squinting in the sun, with a look of laziness on his face.

Suddenly, as if aware of it, the old beggar picked up a broken begging bowl in front of him.

At the bottom of the bowl, I don't know when there was an extra copper coin.

The old beggar frowned and muttered, "It's a waste of time to use the 'Escape Secret Talisman' I left behind to send a letter before the sky falls!"

As he spoke, he crushed the copper coins with his fingertips.

Clap!

Countless words as small as grains of rice appeared, turning into a ray of light, pouring into the sea of ​​knowledge of the old beggar.

A moment later, his back straightened quietly, and the depths of his cloudy eyes flashed with a terrifying luster.

"Wang Ye, have you... come back?"

"No wonder the gods' eyes are fixed on the immortal world. Those high above the gods can't tolerate the power of reincarnation..."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old beggar.

And his hand was gently covering his chest.

A long time ago, his chest was pierced by a sword, leaving almost irreparable injuries. Even now, it still hurts faintly!

And this sword injury was left by Wang Ye back then!

"The Battle of Eternal Night failed to kill you. This time, not only we can't tolerate you, but even the gods won't let you have a chance to survive!"

The old beggar's chest rose and fell, and the murderous intention was surging in his heart.

But eventually, he calmed down a little bit.

"Don't be in a hurry, and let others take action, I don't believe it, I'm the only one who knows your reincarnation..."

The old beggar leaned against the corner slowly again, "Those lackeys of the gods, I'm afraid they have already smelled your breath."

"The undercurrent is surging, the fog is thick, I, I will just sit on the sidelines, and see how long you can live after your reincarnation!"

The old beggar closed his eyes.

However, it was difficult for his heart to calm down.

Wang Ye! !

This name, long ago, had been his nightmare, making him sleepless.

Now, the person represented by this name seems to have reappeared in the world. He seems to have returned to the past, remembering those unbearable past events.

In this remote and secular place in the southern border of Donglai, no one knows that he is an old beggar who everyone despises. The founder of Shenhuo Sect, one of the three major demon gates in the Immortal Realm.

No one knows that he is the "Pingtian Emperor" who joined forces with thirty-two peerless powers such as Xue Xiaozi, Chu Shentong, Jiang Tai'a and others to raid Wang Ye in the Battle of Eternal Night!

……

And like Jiang Tai'a and Pingtian Dijun, the great masters of Taijing who were hiding in various parts of the fairyland, successively learned the news about the battle of the Tianshou Conference.

Some people speculate that "Shen Mu" is the reincarnation of Wang Ye.

There are also doubts about this.

Some people, like Jiang Tai'an, have begun to play chess.

There are also people like Emperor Pingtian, who let the undercurrent flow and just stand on the sidelines.

In short, the impact of this battle of the Tianhun Conference far exceeded the expectations of all beings in the fairy world!

And the waves caused by this battle have set off an undercurrent against Su Yi.

……

Whoosh!

A treasure ship pierced the sky and swept into the distance.

Where the treasure ship was leaning against the railing, Su Yi lay lazily in the rattan chair, watching the sunset along the way.

The sunset glow is like fire, like the blush on the pretty face when the beauty is slightly drunk.

Beautiful.

He gained a lot from this Sky Hunting Conference.

One, obtained nearly 300 magic cores, of which more than 30 magic cores can be called rare treasures, these treasures.

Secondly, I have obtained a batch of elixir and magical ingredients that are hard to find in the outside world, as well as many different kinds of fairy treasures, most of which are trophies.

Third, get the six-inch sword coffin related to the fifth generation and the soul battle puppet Lei Ze.

Fourth, break through the realm of Taoism on the Taoist Enlightenment Platform, and realize the true meaning of "All Taos return to one". From then on, all Taos can be integrated into the way of the sword, and from now on, one sword can spread all Taos. , breaking all laws!

"Fortunately, with those magic cores and rare elixir, there is no need to worry about cultivation in a short time."

Su Yi secretly said.

After stepping into the Void Realm, he keenly discovered that most of the cultivation resources at the Immortal Monarch level in the world are actually difficult to meet the needs of his own cultivation!

Only some rare and precious Immortal Monarch-level medicines and Immortal-King-level cultivation resources can meet his cultivation needs!

And those divine materials and treasures can be smelted and smelted, and the swords of the world can be tempered.

According to Su Yi's speculation, the power of the human sword today is comparable to the top immortal king treasure. If it is improved one step further, it will achieve a qualitative breakthrough~IndoMTL.com~ can be comparable to the immortal king divine weapon !

"The six-inch sword coffin cannot be opened yet, otherwise, the identity of the fifth generation may already be found out..."

Su Yi has some regrets.

The six-inch sword coffin is very mysterious, completely sealed by a special forbidden force.

According to Su Yi's conjecture, only when he has the opportunity to awaken the power of Taoism in the fifth generation will he have the opportunity to open this sword coffin.

"In the next practice, you should pay attention to collecting some treasures and elixir to repair the soul."

Su Yi makes a decision.

Being able to repair Lei Ze's soul as soon as possible will not only give him a good helper, but also obtain some secrets related to the Taihuang period from Lei Ze's mouth.

For example, the "Lord" in his mouth is not his fifth life.

For example, the calamity he encountered, what happened, etc.