Chapter 29 Soul-Devouring Python

"Boy, you are lucky this time. I met two senior brothers. Otherwise, based on what I said just now, I will let you live and die!" As Wang Luoyi spoke, he gently tapped his fingers in the void, and the rope tied to Yi Chu's body turned into a white light and flew into Wang Luoyi's hand.

At the moment when the white light flew out, Yi Chu wanted to take this opportunity to shoot out the blood-breaking bead in his hand. But at this moment, a light like a scorching sun suddenly shone in front of Yi Chu's eyes.

The fiery red light was like a ball, illuminating Yi Chu's eyes with pain. Yi Chu was in pain and quickly turned his skills on his eyes, and then he could see clearly what was going on.

A sun suddenly appeared in the sky! The sun was hanging high a thousand meters from the mountain where they stood. The blazing light made the real sun fade. The sun, the fiery sun, the blazing sun. In just a moment of kung fu, the two suns shine together.

"Hahahaha, the Sheyang Fairy Sword is the Sheyang Fairy Sword! I, Wang Luoyi, deserves to be a great fortune in the preacher's proverb. When I climbed this Minyang Mountain, the Sheyang Fairy Sword revealed its precious light. It seems that it is welcoming its master. Hahaha..." A loud laughter filled with joy rang in Yi Chu's ears.

Looking at Wang Luoyi who was so proud, Yi Chu's mind kept turning. Thoughts kept flashing in his heart.

The Sheyang Immortal Sword is extremely powerful. Since I am about to embark on the road of demon refining, having such an immortal sword for me is like having an extra life. Anyone can obtain a master's motto. You, Wang Luoyi, have any master's motto, and I will also take this immortal sword into my hand!

Just as Yi Chu made up his mind secretly, a white shadow flew towards the dazzling sunlight in the air like a rainbow. As the shadow like a rainbow flew, a touching whine came out of the rainbow.

Under this wail, the sunlight, the white shadow, everything disappeared completely. The dazzling sunlight seemed to have never appeared at all.

"Soul-Devouring Python, there is a Soul-Devouring Python next to this Sun-Shocking Immortal Sword!" Wang Luoyi's voice was no longer as light as before. Obviously, he was also very afraid of the so-called Soul-Devouring Python.

"Damn the proverb, you have to fight for your own disciples' immortal fate, and others cannot help too much. What is this proverb? If there are brothers from the Seven Swords and Thirteen Eagles to help, how can this soul-devouring python be worth it!" Wang Luoyi, who was so happy about the preacher's proverb, couldn't help but complain.

After muttering a few dissatisfaction, he turned his head and saw Yi Chu standing not far away. He immediately thought of something and said, "What's your name? Are you willing to practice immortality with me and live forever?"

"Immortal, my name is Yi Chu. I have always dreamed of practicing immortal techniques since I was a child. But Yi Xin and Yi Fei said that the young ones who have no immortal roots can't practice at all." Yi Chu pretended to be honest and sluggish, and said with regret.

"Hahahaha, who said you don't have immortal roots? My two senior brothers couldn't practice by themselves, and they still insisted on practicing here with a stern face. Where can I get the qualification to draw a conclusion for you? Although your roots and bones cannot be compared with me, it is still possible to practice a whole body of immortal methods. Now, as long as you do me a little favor, I will accept you into our Taihao Sect."

Although Yi Chu cursed in his heart about the bait thrown by Wang Luoyi, he pretended to be surprised and said: "Xiassian, do you take everything you said seriously? Can you really let me practice?"

Speaking of this, Yi Chu took a step forward urgently: "Sir Xian Ge, as long as you can let me practice, I, Yi Chu, don't say that I do one thing for you, even a hundred things, and I am willing to serve you."

Listening to Yi Chu's flattering words, Wang Luoyi couldn't help but laugh to the sky. At this time, Yi Chu looked like a fool in his eyes, and he was the eternal protagonist between heaven and earth, destined to be protected by luck.

"Hahaha, okay, what's your name for Yi? Oh, right to Yi Chu. Let me tell you, as soon as I, Wang Luo, keep my word, as long as you help me do something, I will make your wishes come true and practice the supreme immortal method."

Two people who were also ulterior motives had already appeared in the place where the strange scenery disappeared when the sunset came. Looking at the familiar mountain stream, Yi Chu's heart couldn't help but tremble, because the mountain stream was so familiar to him.

The first time he went out to hunt, he almost died under the white light of the mountain stream. The plan to kill blood and children was even more thanks to the white light hidden in the mountain stream.

"A good place, it's a good place. It's surrounded by mountains and water, and it implies the restraint of water and fire. The senior who left the Sheyang Immortal Sword here really chose a good place!"

Wang Luoyi seemed to know the danger of this mountain stream. He stood a hundred meters away from the mountain stream, and looked at the black mountain stream and said happily.

"Xian Zheng, what did you ask me to do? Can you do it now?" Yi Chu, who pretended to be ignorant, asked anxiously.

Thinking of the Sheyang Fairy Sword that was about to be obtained, and the fact that he was about to make rapid progress in the Taihao Sect, Wang Luoyi couldn't help feeling very happy. He looked at Yi Chu with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Yi Chu, don't worry, this fairy sword is born, and there is a chance. Although there is a strange phenomenon on Minyang Mountain as soon as I appear, I still need to wait for the opportunity to hold it in my hand."

He is really a dementia and he took the initiative to die! If the Master of the Sect had not calculated the time when the immortal sword was born, I would have sent you to die now. Wang Luoyi, who was silently plotting in his heart, felt that he was becoming more and more conscious of the master of the Master of the Sect, and everything was in his hands.

"Xiansheng, the vision just now on this mountain is not just the two of us. If someone else comes, wouldn't it be a lot of good things?" Yi Chu, who wanted to make Wang Luo do it early, said as if he was worried about Wang Luoyi.

"Good things hurt so much? Humph, this Sheyang Immortal Sword is mentioned in the proverbs of my Taihao Sect's ancestor. I, Wang Luo, have been the master of this fairy sword all my life. Who can take it? Who dares to rob it?" The arrogant Wang Luo glanced into the void arrogantly, looking like no other than me.

Looking at Wang Luoyi who was confident, Yi Chu sneered in his heart. The ancestor's proverb, hum, I will let you know that the so-called ancestor does not necessarily work. As for your Taihao Sect, since you have killed two of them, what's the point of killing one more?

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