I robbed the Emperor of the East

Chapter 359 Wang Jian is born! (three more)

Sword Tomb.

It is the place where the sword is buried, the tomb where the sword is buried.

Only the king of swords will enjoy the treatment of being buried with thousands of swords and erecting swords as tombs after the master dies or returns to hermit to seal the sword.

This point, Tai Yi still knows.

"Wake up Wang Jian, after today, you will be the second ring master."

"Your path will be incomparably radiant, like stars in a long night, resplendent forever."

Xuan Mo's voice sounded slowly.

It sounds inescapably exciting.

And this old man standing beside Tai Yi actually had a hint of excitement on his face.

Waiting for this day.

It's been... don't know how many years.

"Senior, this junior is puzzled by something."

Tai took a look at the stone sword, listened to what Xuan Mo said, and asked.

He was really, really puzzled.

"You said."

Xuan Mo smiled kindly and spoke.

"Why did you have to wait until I was near death before calling me here?"

Thinking of this, Taiyi really wanted to scold her.

Since this Xuan Mo is the spirit of Wang Jie, it must have always existed in the ancient ring.

Why couldn't I tell myself sooner? !
I have to wait until I'm half dead, and I'm about to kick my ass before coming back!
This guy has been watching dramas before? !
Isn't this deliberately playing tricks on me? !
When Xuan Mo heard Tai Yi's words, he was also taken aback for a moment.

He really didn't expect Tai Yi to ask such a question.

In his opinion…

Called by the dying, start a new journey.

Isn't this normal operation? !
Besides, what are you asking me for? !

Old man, I listened to the arrangement of the previous ring master!
After a few dry laughs, Xuan Mo didn't intend to answer Tai Yi's question at all, nor could he answer, he just pointed to the stone sword in front of him: "Take the sword."

Tai Yi looked at Xuan Mo who looked like this.

Although I muttered in my heart.

But, there is no other way.

This matter has no place to reason at all.

Besides, as the object of inheritance, I don't have the right to choose the rules.

Taking a deep breath, Tai looked at the huge stone sword ahead.

One step, one step, closer.

When Tai Yi approached the stone sword, all the sword weapons in the entire sword mound roared away, and they all surrounded the stone sword and Tai Yi.

It seems that what is being greeted!
'The second ring master. '

When Taiyi walked towards the stone sword, he was also thinking about one thing.

That is what Xuan Mo said just now.

As long as I take out this 'king sword', I can become the second ring master. Since there is a second... then there must be a first.

Not surprisingly, the first ring master should be the one Xuan Mo said, the first in the world of chaos, the supreme king who split the 'Eternal Realm' with his own power.

only…

How could such a king disappear? !
Is it dead?
Or left? !

Was this ancient precept created by the first precept master, or... had other sources.

Regarding this 'Eternal King', there are many doubts in my heart, but Taiyi has no time to think about it.

He knew very well in his heart that he was called to this place not to celebrate the New Year, but to open a new account!
Also at this time...

Only then did Tai realize something again.

Damn, why is Mao himself in such a mess? !
I'm a bad guy!
Stepping up to the stone sword, Tai Yi slowly raised his hand and pressed it directly on the stone sword.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

There is a majestic wave of information, frantically pouring into his sea of ​​consciousness.

That is…

Nine Sword Art!

At the same time, the palm of his hand was directly cut, with fresh blood coming out from the palm, spreading on the body of the stone sword, as if forming a huge talisman.

shhhhhh!
Many sword weapons around were buzzing at this time, and roared even more.

Every handle is full of excitement.

'Crack...! '

On the surface of the stone sword, cracks began to appear.

Stone skin, peeling off.

Xuan Mo, who was standing hundreds of feet away, saw this scene with unconcealable excitement.

already…

I don't know how many billions of years.

The Eternal King Sword is finally about to be born again!

But at this moment Tai Yi, his mind is not on the Wang Jian who is about to be born, his attention is all attracted by the nine swords that poured into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In fact, the so-called Nine Ways of Sword Art is just the Nine Styles of Sword Moves.

Of course, Tai Yi still doesn't know how powerful this sword move is.

In his eyes, the stone skin on the stone sword has been cracked and peeled off inch by inch, revealing a sword inside.

To be precise...

It's Jianmang.

The black light stings people's eyes.

But it couldn't hurt Tai Yi's eyes, he could clearly see that in the center of the stone sword, there was a black sword, which was almost identical to the ancient sword floating in the chaotic galaxy.

The only difference is that it looks...a lot more 'real'.

In the simplicity, there is a sense of supremacy that looks down on everything.

boom!
The stone skin on the stone sword shook wildly and fell off completely.

The bright black sword light covered the entire sword mound.

Those whistling sword weapons all fell to the ground at this moment and sank into the ground.

This posture...

It seems to be paying homage!

Including Xuan Mo who was hundreds of feet away, when the stone skin fell off completely and the 'Wang Jian' appeared, at this moment, he also bowed towards the 'Wang Jian' and bowed down.

As for Tai Yi at this moment, his eyes were also attracted by such a sword.

Hand, slowly raised.

From the sword body, ink-colored streamers criss-crossed and spread to Tai Yi's body, encircling his whole body.

That handle 'King Sword' slowly floated up at this time.

The sword is only a few feet away from Taiyi!
I don't know why, but when Tai Yi looked at the sword, he had a familiar feeling like deja vu, as if... blood dissolves in water, without the slightest sense of shock.

whispering sound!
Just now.

A sword cry burst out from the 'Wang Jian', resounding through the sword mound.

'Wang Jian' rushed up fiercely, hovered above the sword mound, and then turned into a black sword light, and fell with a thunderbolt.

Om~!

The sound of the sword shook.

Before Taiyi could react.

The ink-colored hilt of the 'Wang Jian' is already in Taiyi's hand.

It was also at the moment when the hilt of the 'Wang Sword' fell into his hand, Taiyi's pupils shrank suddenly!
The scene in front of him has completely changed!

Jianzhong, disappeared.

What came into my eyes was the broken sky.

"From now on, you are the slave of the Seventh God, and you shall obey the order of the Seventh God of Cangwu, and follow you until death."

At the same time, an icy voice fell into his ears.

Tai Yi could clearly distinguish that it was Gouqing's voice.

And what was reflected in his eyes was the 'seal of God slave' that fell from the corpse chain and was floating towards his brow.

but…

Taiyi discovered it.

The originally extinguished vitality fire in his body, his extinguished dantian world, the moment he opened his eyes, had already... all restored to their original state!
　【Good night~! 】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)