Yin Dong suddenly found that all the wounds on his body had healed. Those deep bone- visible and bloody wounds seemed to have never existed?
He was shocked and heard the great master of Shell say, "You guy's luck is too good. You always turn bad luck into good luck and you will have no friends!"
"You are jealous, Brother Beike, I have seen your jealous and red eyes!" Yin Dong joked with a smile.
The great master of Shell doesn’t want to answer, he wants to be autistic!
"Haha..." Yin Dong laughed, that was quite energetic.
This time, he was able to turn danger into a barrage, kill the Burial Emperor, and not only get the Starry Sky Wheel into the secret realm of Woxu, but also accidentally understand the laws of life and death, which must be said to be a huge profit.
To be honest, the master changed his fate by defiantly and turned him into a defiant, and he was no longer lucky!
"The old liar is amazing!" Yin Dong sighed, and missed his master very much.
clang!
Suddenly, the boundless murderous aura swept across the tomb like a hurricane, and the source of the murderous aura... was Qiu Ying!
At this moment, Qiu Ying pressed her hand on her abdomen, her expression exuded extreme pain, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from her forehead, while her eyes stared at a certain place on the top of the tomb, as if she had entered a wonderful state.
Especially, around her body, there was a sword intent surging.
Yin Dong was shocked, and his mental power swept across Qiu Ying's body, and was shocked again... A sword seed radiating bronze light appeared in her dantian.
Now the sword seed has cracked, like a seed taking root and sprouting in the soil, and two leaf buds have grown in the dantian, with the hazy bronze radiance lingering around the leaves.
Immediately afterwards, Qiu Ying's body shook, and her eyes became nothing, as if she had entered the endless deep space, and a sword shadow appeared at the end of a dark place.
In a vague way, the sword light can be seen constantly arise and die, as if it reflects all things in the world and endless creatures!
"All things flourish and wither...all spirits are born and destroyed...all are all between this sword..."
As the sword light flashed, there was an ancient and grand sound coming from the end of the darkness, blown by the endless dark wind, vague and discontinuous.
But there is a kind of power that goes straight into the soul, which is unavoidable.
Qiu Ying felt that the overlapping sword light directly reflected into her mind, and evolved countless pictures of the growth of sword species, imprinting mysterious sword marks.
Those sword marks contained mysterious power of rules, which made her immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.
"You are here... Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and I finally saw you step into this place again..."
The sound rang again.
Still, I only heard the sounds but did not see the person.
"Another?" Qiu Ying calmed down and spoke in confusion.
"Hehe..." He chuckled twice, and the voice said with great emotion: "You have a good understanding in this life, but your mind is barely okay, and your talent is not satisfactory. I really didn't expect that you can still breed sword seeds?"
Qiuying's face turned black.
Do you dislike her or dislike her?
"Who are you?" Qiu Ying shouted coldly.
"It's just a dead soul, its name is not worth mentioning. It's just a taboo. You don't need to know it, nor can you know it..."
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
"Haha, now I only have a residual soul, parasitized in the sword seed. It's not impossible to say it's a ghost. Well, if you call it a sword soul, I'll feel a little more comfortable."
The voice seemed to have been closed for too long, and he became a chatterbox when he caught someone. Qiu Ying asked, and he wanted to answer, but if he didn't ask, he also took the initiative to reveal the information.
"The sword seeds that were nurtured this time are the spirit that I have realized throughout my life's sword skills. It contains a trace of sword skills, comparable to the acquired spiritual treasure. For 100,000 years, no one can nurture it until you return... Alas!"
He sighed, making Qiuying's face darker. What does it mean?
I still look down on her!
Just so angry!
Next, she actually heard the other party ask: "Do you want to worship me as your teacher? Will I pass on what you have learned throughout your life?"
When Qiu Ying heard this, she retorted: "Do you look down on me very much? Why do you want to be my master?"
to be honest.
With the precedent of the resurrection of the devil's remnant soul and the assimilation of the ancient demon, Qiu Ying now has a deep sense of caution and strong hatred for this remnant soul... I am afraid that these two people are all thinking about her body and want to revive it through a backdoor?!!
Could she be a physical condition that causes disaster?
The sword seed that suddenly appeared in her dantian was very abrupt. After it was conceived, there was such a strange residual soul hidden. Do you want to be her master?
After the sword seed is split, the sword light flashes, which is likely to be the trick of this sword soul, showing terrifying power, no less than the sword power of the black sword bursting out.
Then, it can be seen that the other party is indeed very powerful. The wisps of terrifying sword momentum that appear in the sword shadow can be speculated that he is even a top giant who is not weaker than the demon god.
For others, it may be a real opportunity.
But, does she need it?
unnecessary!
Qiuying felt it was necessary to worship a guy of unknown origin as her master. If she really wanted to become a disciple, she would rather worship an old Taoist priest!
The figure of the sloppy old Taoist priest flashed in her mind, and she felt inexplicably at ease.
It happened that this flash of thought in her mind was actually caught by the other party. She was quite surprised: "You actually recognize that sloppy old Taoist priest?"
"Do you recognize the old Taoist master?" Qiu Ying blurted out, and shouted the word "Master" smoothly, making the sword soul tremble.
He asked, "You have become a sloppy old Taoist priest as your teacher? No, he is not good at swordsmanship, and it is impossible to collect a sword cultivator disciple. How could you let you foster sword seeds?"
Qiu Ying said coldly: "Who stipulated that the old Taoist master cannot accept sword cultivators?"
Even if the old Taoist priest didn't accept it, she could still ask Yin Dong to accept disciples. For example, Gu Wen and Ling Fan were both disciples taken by Yin Dong's recruitment. Later, the old Taoist priests recognized them?
If Sword Soul insisted that the old Taoist priest would not accept sword cultivators, she would have to let Yin Dong take one!
After being so angry, Qiu Ying withdrew from the state of enlightenment. She glanced at Yin Dong next to her and asked, "Come a sword cultivator for the old Taoist master, okay?"
Yin Dong was a little confused, what does it mean?
After being swept by Qiu Ying's death gaze, Yin Dong's desire to survive broke out and immediately said: "Yes! Whoever you think can do it, I will take the old liar to the disciple."
Qiu Ying smiled relievedly, her almond eyes flashed slightly, and she "saw" the sword seeds in the dantian, and said, "I think I, a sword cultivator, can join my master's disciple, right?"
When Yin Dong heard this, he immediately supported him: "That must be OK! The old liar can accept you as a disciple, which is a blessing he has cultivated in his previous life. If he dares not agree, he will ask Xiaobao to pull out his goatee."
After saying that, he looked at Qiu Ying curiously... the sword seed in the dantian!
Chapter completed!