my fate is a monster

Chapter 133 Chapter 8000 ~ Chapter [-] The Body of the Sword Spirit (two in one [-]-word chapter)
Qin Yu and Zhou Yunzhen stood on the platform on the top of the mountain, looking up at the battle situation.

"Why don't Fellow Daoist Qin go up and fight for the Zhenguo Iron Sword?"

At this time, Master Zhou Yun asked with a smile while brushing his beard.

Qin Yu sighed slightly: "Xiaodao was born in a poor family. He doesn't have a flying magic weapon and can't go to the void, so he can only watch it here."

This is true.

An ordinary flying magic weapon costs 10,000+ taels in the Da Zhou black market, and can even be purchased for several million taels of silver.

Even if all of Lao Ya Guan were sold, they still wouldn't be able to afford the most common flying magic weapon.

Master Zhou Yun frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that this was the reason why Qin Yu didn't grab the Zhenguo Iron Sword.

He was slightly suffocated at the moment, and continued: "We cultivators will encounter bottlenecks after reaching the peak of the Nine Realms. If we want to break through the Tenth Realm, we can only have a chance with the help of the mighty power of heaven and earth."

"Zhen Guo Iron Sword is one of the great powers of heaven and earth."

"Don't you want to fight, fellow Taoist?"

Qin Yu turned his head to look at Master Zhou Yun, and said calmly: "Although the Taoist sect emphasizes quietness and inaction, who doesn't want to fight before ascending to the Dao?"

"But even if we really have to fight, Xiaodao will fight for the real iron sword of Zhenguo, not a mere fake."

The voice fell.

Qin Yu fixed his gaze on Baizhang Void again.

At this moment, the battle situation has changed from the strong men of the Liuchimen of the foreign Liao Kingdom to a melee between more than a dozen forces.

Chun Feng from Tai Dao Palace, Zhen Yi from Quanzhen Dao Palace, Xu Shuang from Yunzhen Dao Palace, and Jue Yue from Yu Qing Temple are all among them.

Except for Taoist disciples.

Some other forces around Xijing were also involved. Everyone was fighting for it, and the scene was extremely fierce and exciting.

The golden magic sword changes its owner from time to time.

But it would not last long in the hands of each force before it was immediately snatched away by the next force.

From time to time, there are strong people who are cut off from the clouds, falling directly, falling directly.

Master Zhou Yun was watching the high-altitude battle with great interest, when he heard Qin Yu's words suddenly.

His expression changed slightly and he said, "Fellow Taoist, you said that's not the real Iron Sword of Zhenguo?"

Qin Yu shook his sore neck and said, "Senior already knows this, why bother to ask again?"

The brilliance in Master Zhou Yun's eyes flashed away, and he no longer paid attention to the high-altitude battle situation, but said with great interest:

"That sword is indeed not the real iron sword of Zhenguo."

"Don't you see that in this huge secret realm, those powerful men who think highly of themselves have all recognized that it is the true form of the Zhenguo Iron Sword, and they are not willing to sacrifice their lives for it?"

"But I don't know how you saw it?"

Qin Yu turned around and glanced at Master Zhou Yun. The pattern of the [Hong Luck] destiny was even more dazzling than before.

A powerful golden light of good fortune enveloped Master Zhou Yun, just like a god descending to earth and arousing countless happy clouds.

Qin Yu's heart suddenly moved, and he thought to himself: "Zhenren Zhou Yun... is really interesting this time."

He thought this in his heart, but his face remained calm as he said: "This is just a guess. If this sword is really the Zhenguo Iron Sword, then it would be too easy for him to appear."

"Since the Zhenguo Iron Sword can condense the national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is it such a common thing that everyone can get their hands on?"

In fact, for the true identity of Zhenguo Iron Sword.

Qin Yu already had a more reasonable judgment in his mind.

These words are just words to cope with the situation.

The voice fell.

Old Taoist Zhou Yun couldn't help but brushed his beard and said: "What my fellow Taoist said makes sense."

At this moment, the battle situation in the sky was exactly as Qin Yu said.

The giant magic sword that exuded golden light was in the hands of a delegation from the Julong Kingdom of the West Sea.

Chunfeng controlled the crane-shaped flying magic weapon, raised the magic sword in his hand, and shouted to Shinichi, who was more than ten feet away on the right:

"Senior Brother Zhenyi, although you and I are opponents in the Taoist competition."

"But the iron sword of Zhenguo cannot fall into the hands of foreign enemies!"

"Why don't you and I work together to deal with the two teams of Julong Kingdom and Yiliao Kingdom first, and then decide the outcome. Let's see who is destined to get this Zhenguo Iron Sword!?"

Shinichi stepped on a white flying weapon, and looked back at Jueyue beside him.

The two looked at each other and nodded, agreeing.

"Okay!" Shinichi shouted in a deep voice.

Then with a flash of movement, he drove the flying magic weapon to the top of the Julong Kingdom envoy, and cut off a sword energy with his hand.

There are two embassies from the Julong Kingdom in the West Sea and the foreign Liao Kingdom.

The reason for participating in this competition is self-evident, and it is all for the national iron sword.

Zhen Guo Iron Sword is an artifact of the Great Zhou royal family.

If it fell into the hands of these two countries, it would be tantamount to taking away the national destiny and dragon vein of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

From now on, no matter which one of the two countries it is, there will be an opportunity to crush the territory of the Zhou Dynasty with iron hoofs.

With the combination of Chunfeng and Shinichi, Jueyue and others.

The Taoist disciples of the Western Zhou Dynasty gathered together and formed a large force.

The missions of the Julong Kingdom and the Yilian Kingdom had no choice but to unite.

Seeing that the brilliant sword energy was about to fall on the flying chariot.

Among the Julong Kingdom's envoys, a woman wearing fox fur suddenly jumped out.

The curvy figure swayed in the wind, and the woman waved her hand and emitted a purple light.

Just in time to clash with Shinichi's sword energy.

Boom!

A violent shock wave erupted in the void.

Shinichi immediately flew backwards, blood and true energy rolled in the air, and the tiger's mouth immediately became numb.

"What a thief!"

Zhenyi's face paled slightly, he stabilized the flying magic weapon, and shouted to Chunfeng: "This guy is a wizard of the seventh realm of Julong Kingdom!"

The voice fell.

But seeing the flying chariot of the Julong Kingdom envoy, suddenly released a mass of purple light.

Tengteng's coercion swept over from the radiance, instantly covering the void around dozens of feet in radius.

Just as Chunfeng was about to respond to Shinichi, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "This is the technique of 'defeating the enemy'. It can extract the power of the formation from the flying magic weapon. Hurry and avoid it!"

Pure Wind spoke quickly.

But the pressure of the purple glow swept across faster.

The voice fell.

All the powerful men who entered the purple glow immediately felt their feet slightly empty.

The flying magic weapon that was originally activated using the magic circle is gradually losing power.

"go!"

Shinichi was the first to turn his head and steer the flying magic weapon to one side.

Jueyue and Chunfeng followed and dodged in another direction.

The other forces different from Julong and Yiliao also spread out in all directions.

But at this moment, everyone's flying magic weapons were affected by the wizard's purple glow.

After gradually losing power, everyone fell from the sky one after another.

The woman on the flying chariot of the Julong Kingdom's envoy said with crooked eyebrows and a smile: "What a bunch of stinky Taoist priests, they are really worthless! They are far worse than us Julong men in the West Sea!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a purple glow condensed into a bolt out of thin air. It sprang out instantly, like a poisonous snake's snake letter, rolled up the golden magic sword on the flying chariot, and put it directly into the storage ring he carried. .

hum!
In the void, billions of magical swords suddenly let out dragon roars.

Then it fell directly from a high altitude like a flying magic weapon that had lost its power.

Jingle Jingle!

for a while.

In the entire Taiyi Secret Realm, sword rain started falling again.

It was different from the raindrops of sword energy in the last Wuji Sword Formation.

This time, it was a real rain curtain composed of magic swords, which fell to the ground for no reason.

"Hee hee hee……"

"You guys are left to deal with these bull-nosed old bastards."

"This envoy, please find a place to find the exit of the secret realm!"

On the flying chariot of Julong Kingdom, the wizard woman let out a long laugh, her purple aura surged around her body, and with a sudden flash of movement, she flew directly away from the flying chariot, piloting a purple flying magic weapon, and quickly swept towards the east of the secret realm!
"Yes!"

"As ordered!"

A voice of agreement came from the flying chariot.

"Mage Langwu, wait for me! You can't take the Iron Sword of Zhenguo by yourself!"

At the same time, a figure flew out from the flying chariot of the Yiliao mission, followed the wizard woman, and swept away together.

"Nike an arrow and shoot!"

A tall man with a broad stature stepped out of Julongguo's flying chariot and gave an order.

Countless arrows shimmering with purple witchcraft fell like rain, one after another shooting at other powerful men who were falling.

Whoosh whoosh!
The sound of arrows and magic swords falling all around.

Immediately, several strong men were hit by arrows, and their whole bodies were instantly filled with purple witchcraft glow, and they fell in the air!

Chunfeng and Zhenyi are one of the strongest players in this Taoist competition.

Both of them are strong men in the sixth realm or above, with strong bodies and no fear at all.

After the power of the magic weapon was completely lost, both of them landed safely.

The strong men of the other forces were more or less killed by the rain of witchcraft arrows.

But there are still hundreds of people alive.

Everyone fell into the area less than a hundred feet away from Qin Yu, smashing hundreds of large craters into the ground.

Amidst the smoke and dust.

Chunfeng flashed towards Qin Yu.

"Huh..." At this time, Zhou Yun, who was standing next to Qin Yu, sighed with a dull expression, "It's over."

Qin Yu withdrew his eyes and smiled calmly: "It's probably not over yet."

"I hope Pindao can still meet fellow Taoists."

Master Zhou Yun glanced at Qin Yu with a half-smile, and then disappeared from the place in a flash, disappearing in an instant.

Chunfeng arrived just in time, but did not see the real figure of Zhou Yun. When he saw Qin Yuhou, he said directly: "Senior Brother Qin, I didn't expect that the envoys from Julong Kingdom and Yiliao Kingdom also entered the secret realm."

"Now the Iron Sword of Zhenguo has been taken away by the witch Lang Wu of Julong Kingdom."

"You and I, as well as Senior Brother Zhenyi and Senior Brother Jueyue, are the top few in this Taoist competition."

"Now, why don't we all unite together to take back the Iron Sword of Zhenguo from the hands of the demon of Julong in the West Sea."

"When the time comes, Pindao will definitely give the first credit to Senior Brother Qin, how about that?"

With the Chunfeng Qiankun Eye open, the master and apprentice were persuading Qin Yu while looking back at the two figures flying rapidly in the sky with a somewhat anxious expression.

Qin Yu raised his head, and at this time Zhenyi, Jueyue, Xushuang and other Taoist disciples also came close.

Everyone looked at Qin Yu.

Now all the disciples participating in the competition, under Chunfeng's previous temptation, only knew that the Zhenguo Iron Sword was the key to this Taoist competition.

If you get the Zhenguo Iron Sword, you will naturally be the winner of the third round of Taoist competition.

But there are too many opponents in the secret realm, and it is absolutely difficult to win with the disciples of each sect alone.

So at this moment, everyone wants to join forces.

It happened that Qin Yu was the winner of the first round and the second round.

He is the most outstanding existence among these disciples.

With Qin Yu's participation, there is a natural chance of winning against other forces.

Under the eyes of everyone.

Qin Yu said calmly: "In that case, I will follow Brother Chunfeng."

Seeing that Qin Yu agreed to unite with everyone, Chunfeng breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at the two flight tracks in the sky and said: "The demon girl is going east, let's hunt her down together!"

"Let's form a team by ourselves."

Shinichi and Kakuyue looked at each other and checked the flying magic weapon.

It was discovered that the purple witchcraft glow was gradually weakening, and the flying magic weapon was slowly recovering the power of the magic circle.

"The two of us are together." Jueyue took a step towards Zhenyi.

Chunfeng was slightly unhappy, but still nodded.

Soon, everyone formed a group on their own, and after washing away the countless rays of light on the flying magic weapon, they got up and flew eastward.

Wait for everyone to leave.

Chunfeng looked at Qin Yu and said: "I just made the final calculation, now thirty hours have passed since the secret realm was opened."

"That means we still have six hours to recapture the Zhenguo Iron Sword."

"I hope Senior Brother Qin will not forget His Majesty's instructions!"

At this moment, Chunfeng still wanted to remind Qin Yu and let him understand who he was working for.

"Senior Brother Chunfeng doesn't want to explain it, Pindao will naturally understand." Qin Yu smiled slightly and said indifferently.

The sternness in Chunfeng's eyes flashed away, and he used a talisman to wash away the witchcraft glow on the flying magic weapon.

Then he said: "In that case, please, Senior Brother Qin!"

Qin Yu shrugged: "Pindao was born in Laoya Temple and had no money to buy a flying magic weapon, so I asked Brother Chunfeng to go ahead. Pindao will catch up with his body skills and won't delay things."

You don’t even have a flying magic weapon?
Chun Feng was slightly suffocated, but when he thought about Lao Ya Guan, he was the bottom of the Xijing Dao Sect before.

I was immediately relieved.

"I hope you remember..." Chunfeng continued to remind through gritted teeth.

But he was interrupted by Qin Yu, who cut his mouth and said: "Poverty will remember the task of the Holy Majesty, please rest assured, senior brother."

"Okay!" Chunfeng glanced at Qin Yu again, and the next moment the real essence was infused into the flying magic weapon, and it swept up the void and headed east.

Qin Yu watched Chunfeng leave, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, his figure turned into a ball of smoke and disappeared from the place.

Soon.

Qin Yu came to a quagmire.

This swamp was originally a lake, but was later destroyed by the Wuji Sword Formation and turned into a messy swamp.

At the edge of the swamp, Master Zhou Yun was sitting on a relatively complete stone, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and was catching fish at leisure.

See Qin Yu arriving.

Master Zhou Yun was not surprised. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Qin Yu: "Why don't fellow Taoists chase after him?"

"If it's fake, what's the point of chasing it?"

Qin Yu came over, squatted beside Taoist Zhou Yun, looked at the clear water in the swamp, and said calmly.

"Fellow Daoist is really a wonderful person." Master Zhou Yun closed his eyes again.

goooo...

At this time, several ripples suddenly appeared on the water surface.

Master Zhou Yun opened his eyes and said with joy on his face: "I took the bait!"

At that moment, the fishing rod was pulled back and forth, and a sword with the same golden aura was fished out from the water.

"Taoist fellow Taoist, take a look, is this handle real or fake?"

Saw such a strange scene.Qin Yu's expression was unusually calm. Hearing this, he simply said calmly: "This is also a lie."

"Oh?" Master Zhou Yun looked at Qin Yu, "Where is that really?"

Qin Yu looked at Zhou Yun's face and smiled slightly: "It's really here."

Master Zhou Yun put down the fishing rod in his hand, handed the golden magic sword to Qin Yu, and then said:
"This sword contains the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty and unparalleled fortune. It is even better than the one everyone is snatching now."

"Fellow Taoist said it was a lie?"

Qin Yu smiled and said nothing.

[Taboo God and Evil] According to Fate Beast's perception, there is indeed a hint of national destiny hidden in this sword.

But the fate of the country is longer than the aura of fate, and the aura of national destiny in this sword is not as good as the aura of fate.

Of course it is not the real iron sword that governs the country.

Seeing that Qin Yu was silent, Master Zhou Yun suddenly smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of energy flew out, hitting the golden magic sword in the middle.

A crisp dragon roar floated over, and the sword shattered.

Then the golden light left the sword and disappeared without a trace.

"How did fellow Taoist figure it out?" Master Zhou Yun turned back to look at Qin Yu.

Just as Qin Yu was about to speak, he suddenly felt a powerful aura of destiny.

"Someone is coming." There was no time to elaborate. He immediately stood up and looked to the north.

Master Zhou Yun also stood up and his expression changed slightly.

"Hehehe... I didn't expect fellow Taoist to be hiding here, making it easy for me to find him!"

A cold and stern shout came.

Master Zhou Yuan's long sleeves were fluttering, and he was stepping on a bronze flying magic weapon as he rushed over quickly.

There is only one word difference between Zhenren Zhou Yun and his Taoist name.

But when he saw Master Zhou Yuan's face, Master Zhou Yun showed a trace of impatience, and immediately started to move his body skills, preparing to go to the west.

"Everyone has been waiting for you for so long, and you are going to run just after meeting?"

The next moment, a strong man wearing black armor and a black mask appeared from the mountain col.

Blocking the way of Master Zhou Yun.

Master Zhou Yun's face was solemn, he turned around and glanced at Qin Yu, and said coldly: "It turns out that fellow Taoist has set up an ambush a long time ago, but I, the poor Taoist, underestimated you."

He blamed Qin Yu for the appearance of these two people.

He thought Qin Yu had colluded with the two of them to lead him into a trap.

Qin Yu shook his head and said sincerely: "To be honest, these two are really not attracted by gossip."

Master Zhou Yun looked at Qin Yu intently for a while, then quickly withdrew his eyes, glanced at Master Zhou Yuan and the armored man, and quickly regained his composure:

"Pindao and the two haven't met, but I don't know what the two are doing?"

Master Zhou Yuan jumped off the flying magic weapon, flashed his right hand, and a magic sword with green sword light appeared in his palm.

Hearing this, he walked forward and said coldly: "What's the matter?"

As he spoke, his body turned into a floating light, and at the same time, the sword energy suddenly rose and slashed towards Zhenren Zhou Yun!
The armored man also said nothing. He opened his hands, and there were two daggers in each palm. He dodged and attacked Zhenren Zhou Yun.

When Qin Yu saw this, he frowned slightly, stepped back and stood aside to watch the excitement.

hum!
Zhenren Zhou Yun is currently the strongest person in the secret realm. His sword skills are strict, and his sword energy is self-contained with every move. Every time he takes action, he can find Zhenren Zhou Yun's flaws.

Master Zhou Yun's cultivation level is also around the seventh realm, and when he strikes out with his sword, he can perfectly neutralize Master Zhou Yuan's killing move every time.

The man in armor was a person with agility, he constantly exercised his body skills, waiting for opportunities to attack, and his subtle moves were no less than that of real Zhou Yuan.

Master Zhou Yun is full of dangers in almost every round.

But he can save the day every time.

The three strong men fought evenly for a while.

"This guy is blessed with good luck. The Iron Sword of Zhenguo is on this guy. Hurry up and set up a formation to kill him!"

"Otherwise, it would be bad if outsiders notice it!" Master Zhou Yuan shouted sternly after performing more than a dozen consecutive attacks.

Hearing this, the armored man immediately reached into the storage ring, raised his hand and shook off a purple formation flag, and planted it impartially at the feet of Master Zhou Yun.

hum!
A purple light curtain rises.

Master Zhou Yun was immediately imprisoned by the magic circle, and his movements were immediately slowed down.

"kill!"

Master Zhou Yuan raised his hand at the same time and released a puff of red mist, which happened to cover Master Zhou Yun's face.

Master Zhou Yun immediately stopped his movements.

Chi Chi!

One after another, two powerful swords pierced Master Zhou Yun's heart at the same time.

The sword energy entered the internal organs and instantly shattered the heart.

The blood surged wildly, dyeing the swords of the two people in front and behind them red.

"Wow!"

Master Zhou Yun immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, slumped to the ground, and died immediately.

The man in armor flew over directly, and found a storage ring from Zhou Yun's clothes, and sneaked in his true essence and blood at the same time, and rubbed it casually.

The storage ring opens by itself.

A wisp of aura shimmering with dark golden luster swept out of it.

The tyrannical power is like the power of divine punishment, stirring up the surrounding space.

The armor on the upper body of the armored man was suddenly shattered by the dark gold luster and turned into wisps of powder.

"Wow!" The armored man also spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he still endured the bombardment of the golden light, his feet like two pliers, firmly rooted in the earth.

Then he shouted: "Not yet?"

In front.

Master Zhou Yuan was simultaneously aroused by the dark golden light. Even a strong man in the Seventh Realm had a streak of blood overflowing from his mouth and his face turned pale.

Obviously, the power of this dark golden aura was not something he could resist.

"This is it!" Zhou Yuan took out a pill and put it in his mouth, temporarily suppressing the injury in his body.

Then he took out a cyan bottle from the storage ring.

This bottle is three inches tall and round in body. Weird runes are engraved on the body of the bottle. Under the wash of true energy and blood, a touch of Qingming's aura appears on the bottle.

Once you are born, you will know that it is not an ordinary thing.

"middle!"

Master Zhou Yuan held the bottle and placed it upside down on the storage ring.

Boom!

There was a slight explosion, and the dark golden aura was immediately affected by the huge suction generated in the bottle, and began to pour into the bottle continuously.

While absorbing the dark golden aura, Master Zhou Yuan raised his head and shouted: "That little Taoist priest can't stay!"

When the armored man heard this, he immediately turned back to look at Qin Yu.

"This guy can't run very fast!"

At a glance, Qin Yu's shadow is nowhere to be seen?

Master Zhou Yuan frowned: "You go after the little Taoist priest, and the sword spirit energy will be given to me!"

The man in armor glanced at Master Zhou Yuan through the two holes in the mask, but he was unmoved: "Master, if my disciple is right, you have already been exposed."

"So it's up to Master to hunt down and kill the little Taoist priest!"

"Master only needs to hand over the Sheng Tian Bottle to the disciple, and after absorbing the sword spirit of the Zhenguo Iron Sword, the disciple will go to the front line of Jiangzhou to find the master!"

A sharp light flashed in Zhou Yuan's eyes, but an expression of agreement appeared on his face: "That's fine!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck out with a sword, slashing towards the armored man in the air.

"Master, between you and me, we are no less than flesh and blood!"

Although the armored man said this, he was already prepared, and a sword light emitted from his short sword at the same time.

The sword energy of the two people clashed in the void, immediately emitting a violent impact, and they both surged backwards at the same time.

Master Zhou Yuan released a burst of true energy from his left hand, took advantage of the situation to capture the storage ring and Shengtian bottle, and coldly snorted: "You dare to play tricks with me, you are still far away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and quickly disappeared from the place.

"Damn it!" When the armored man saw this, he shouted angrily and chased Master Zhou Yuan in the direction he left.

The two came and went quickly.

In an instant, the body of Master Zhou Yun was left alone.

brush!
The next moment, a dreamlike figure appeared on the side of the body, it was Qin Yu.

Among the red marks of [Ji Shen Wei Sha], the red eyes kept turning, scanning the corpse.

No fate pattern scattered.

There is no extra breath in the body.

Qin Yu moved his eyes away from the corpse, looked into the void beside him and muttered to himself: "Li Daitao is dead, senior's clone technique can actually confuse the fake with the real, Xiaodao admires it."

The voice fell.

clap clap clap!
But there was a round of applause.

Following the direction in which Qin Yu was speaking, Shi Shiran, an old Taoist with white beard and hair and wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, came over.

Astonishingly, it was none other than Zhenren Zhou Yun.

As he appeared, the corpse that had been assassinated by Master Zhou Yuan and the armored man slowly turned into a ball of dark golden powder, and then disappeared.

"My fellow Taoist has the fate of a god of misfortune, but he is not immune to the omens of misfortune and death, yet he still has such a discerning eye."

"The Dao Ancestor's magic weapon did not identify the wrong person."

Master Zhou Yun slowly walked up to Qin Yu, looked Qin Yu up and down, and said with a smile.

Qin Yu took a step back, bowed respectfully and said: "This junior is born to die, and has been fighting for life and death with the way of heaven."

"Even if misfortune comes from heaven, or even if heaven imprisons us, the younger generation can still break through the barriers and find a way out."

"I also hope that the senior can guide the junior a way out for the sake of the junior who is determined to hit the road."

These words were a bit abrupt and were not at all an answer to Master Zhou Yun's words.

But when Master Zhou Yun heard this, he nodded slightly, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said with a hint of approval:

"Pindao does not doubt your devotion to the Tao, otherwise you would not have been recognized by the Tao Ancestor Jade Pendant in the Tao Ancestor Questioning Competition."

As he spoke, Master Zhou Yun suddenly frowned and looked eastward.

Qin Yu also felt a hint of fate.

"Walk."

Master Zhou Yun pulled Qin Yu up, and his figure suddenly turned into nothingness and disappeared from the place.

The next moment, a group of people and horses rushed over quickly.

"Huh? I clearly heard the sound of fighting here, but why was there nothing?"

"No, no, I just saw someone!"

"If you guessed correctly, you should be heading in that direction!"

A group of people, including monks and laymen, all of whom were powerful and imposing, stood for a while in front of the cloned corpse of Master Zhou Yun.

Then he chased in the direction where Zhou Yuan and the armored man passed away.

……

Qin Yu's eyes were like a horse racing through flowers, countless pictures flashed by quickly, and his figure was like flying in the clouds and mist.

Soon.

Finally, he stepped on something real, and his eyes focused again.

Qin Yu found himself in a cave with dim light.

There are stalactites hanging all around, dripping water from time to time.

The sound of underground rivers flowing came from all directions in the west.

His body was soaked in the moist air, and frogs and snakes seemed to be crawling under his feet, making slight noises from time to time.

hum!
At this time, a dark golden light emerged out of thin air, illuminating the cave.

Master Zhou Yun was sitting on a high platform in the center of the cave. His beard and hair were several times longer than before, and they were all spread and dragged to the ground.

The dark golden luster came from the fate pattern behind him.

Fate: [Fortune].

The only sixth-level fortune-like destiny Qin Yu has seen so far.

Judging from the appearance, the real person Zhou Yun in front of him is not wearing a Taoist robe.

Instead, he wore a white robe.

Compared with the previous Zhou Yun, this Zhou Yun's face is a bit haggard and old.

There is also a layer of clarity in the eyes that can see through the years.

The most different thing is that the body of Master Zhou Yun is actually tied by more than a dozen iron chains with golden talismans.

The iron chains were crisscrossing and crisscrossing, tightly imprisoning Zhou Yun's body.

The talismans on each iron chain are constantly flashing with the aura of runes.

The tyrannical power filled the surrounding space and also imprisoned Zhou Yun's soul.

"The Master Zhou Yun just now turned out to be a clone."

"The person in front of me is the real person!"

"It was the clone that brought me here."

Qin Yu's mind was spinning, and he instantly understood why he was here.

Obviously, the real Zhou Yun in front of him was imprisoned here, so he sent his clone to the secret world.

"We meet again." Master Zhou Yun raised his head, his clear eyes flashed with dark golden light, and a smile of reunion after a long absence dropped from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Yu bowed again and said: "Junior Qin Yu, I have met my senior."

Master Zhou Yun said with a smile: "Let's avoid the red tape. Tell me, how did you understand my true face?"

Qin Yu thought for a moment, and then said: "This junior has a sixth-level fate of misfortune. He is the most sensitive to the number of fate, so he saw the [luck] fate pattern on the senior's body before."

"Then I made a preliminary guess that the only person who can possess such a powerful fortune-like fate is the Zhenguo Iron Sword True Body."

"The Iron Sword of Zhenguo can condense the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Since it was lost by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the secret realm of Taiyi, it will definitely not be annihilated on its own."

"National luck can be condensed into good fortune. From the perspective of the destiny pattern, it couldn't be simpler."

"So from then on, the junior knew that the senior was the body of the sword spirit."

Master Zhou Yun looked at Qin Yu with burning eyes, and suddenly sighed: "I have been waiting here for so long, and I thought that some of the descendants of the Jiang family would come looking for me with the sacred objects of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Unexpectedly, we finally met an outsider who was full of misfortune."

"Hehehe... You are right. This seat is the sword spirit of Zhenguo Iron Sword. It was left here by the Emperor of the Great Zhou. It has been banned by the will of heaven for an unknown number of years."

The Zhenguo Iron Sword is an artifact of the Jiang royal family.

Only the Jiang family's bloodline can control the body of his sword spirit.

But things are fickle, and countless years later, it was Qin Yu.

Hearing this, Qin Yu calmly said: "There are no definite numbers in the world. In this secret realm of Taiyi, the Jiang family also exists, but the seniors did not take care of him. Why?"

Master Zhou Yun shook his head and said: "Are you talking about the Chunfeng doll?" After saying that, he immediately shook his head and denied,

"Although this son has a desire to fight for justice, he has too many distracting thoughts, and his heart is still attached to the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Even if I want to recognize him, Heaven will not allow it, and I have no choice."

There was a hint of loneliness and helplessness in his words.

"What about Master Tongxu?" Qin Yu suddenly asked.

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(End of this chapter)