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After thinking about it, Yang Yu didn't care even more.

There is no "Son of Destiny" in his destiny, and there is no possibility that everyone will love you.

However, this Taoist master is the only one who can completely unsheath the Longyuan Sword so far...

"The swordsman recognized by Longyuan Sword may not be as good as that of Zhenren Zhang, but no one can catch his eyes..."

With a gentle brow, Yang Yu suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"The ritual of the Longyuan Sword is to find a swordsman who is recognized by him and abandon his supernatural powers to fight him, but the ritual does not necessarily require me to win!"

Yang Yu's eyes gradually lit up.

"Let me go..."

At this time, a hoarse voice came, and the ghost baby could no longer hold back his breath in his palm.

Along the way, he was always waiting for the opportunity to escape, but he didn't expect that this person seemed to know his weakness and was choking his neck tightly...

Yang Yu stopped, looked at the elixir about a foot long in his hand, and pinched it hard, rolling his eyes and showing his tongue:

"Don't pretend?"

"You deserve to die!"

The ghost baby's eyes were red and extremely fierce:

"Do you know who I am? If you dare to offend me, no one in heaven or underground can save you!"

"Yeah?"

Yu Yang was funny. This little thing seemed to be really stupid. It was time to be so, and he was still threatening him.

"I am the book of the underworld that controls all kinds of life and death. Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky will be afraid of me. If you dare to offend me, you will definitely die. No, you will definitely go to the eighteen levels of the Netherworld Hell!"

The ghost baby was pinched and felt extremely painful, and he struggled wildly and started to roar.

"It is natural that the broken pages of the Nether Book are on you. Unfortunately, you are not Nether Book."

Yang Yu interrupted him indifferently:

"The magic weapon becomes a spirit, which is rare in legends. The ultimate treasure becomes a spirit, which is unheard of...

In my opinion, you are probably a little ghost who is attached to the Nether Book. Somehow, you have the ability to coexist with the Nether Book..."

What is the Book of Underworld?

According to legend, this is a treasure used by a great figure in the underworld in the sea of ​​heaven and sea to control the underworld, and has the power to control all kinds of life and death.

Even if that big man is afraid that such a treasure will be restricted, how can he leave the possibility of making him become a spirit?

In fact, the same is true. If he is really the book of the Netherworld itself, how could his destiny be the rest of the book of the Netherworld?

How could it be so stagnant when using magical powers?

How could it be a magical power that seems powerful but is not completely in line with the Nether Book?

You know, Zhang Lingfeng deprived him of the Deadly Fire much faster than this!

"you!"

The ghost's eyes became terrifying: "You, who are you?! How could it be..."

At this point, he suddenly laughed strangely:

"Your trouble is here!"

"trouble?"

After glanced at the master Liansheng Sect who was walking slowly in the mountains and forests in the distance, Yang Yu laughed in silence:

"You call this trouble?"

...

...

Huh!

The night wind after the rain becomes cold.

Chu Tianyi sat cross-legged on the huge rock on the top of the mountain, bathed in the cold wind, breathed slowly, and digested the gains of the day.

For more than half a year after leaving the Hanging Mountain, he used his sword to challenge various sects, scattered people, and even masters of the current court.

This process naturally cannot be said to be smooth sailing, and there were even a few dangers, but with the preparation of all the pills, he still survived and his swordsmanship has made great progress.

only……

"My swordsmanship is much more proficient than half a year ago, and my killing methods are much more sophisticated. However, my swordsmanship realm has fallen..."

When he opened his eyes, Chu Tianyi's expression was not good.

Why did the sword realm fall? He realized it later, but he also woke up.

How could a swordsman who has lost his "fearlessness" not fall?

"It's no wonder that the sword god 'Mu Qingliu' once said that Zhiming is the most insurmountable level for swordsmen? Even though they know they are going to die, who can not be afraid or hesitate?"

With a slight sigh, Chu Tianyi calmed down and used his magical powers again.

The decline of the state is not irreversible.

In this illusion, there are treasures that can help him reshape the "Sword Heart".

[You go east, want to find the Seven Tribulation Sword, encounter the mountain and enter the mountain, encounter the water and enter the water... fruitless]

【You go north all the way…】

【You go west all the way…】

【You are dead!】

"And, dead again?"
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