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Jian Twelve saw the top-grade innate spirit treasure glowing with blue light, and said, "Qiu Shui, do you think this belongs to the vice-leader of the Qinghu Clan?"

Nangong Qiushui nodded and said: "I was ordered to hunt down Yan Li that day. Although I wounded him with the Nether Xuanyin Sword, he escaped and never found him again. I never thought that he did not escape. Instead, he hid in the Sword Sect, and this Gale Seal is Yan Li's spiritual treasure."

Yuan Futu recalled the scene on the cliff that day, and said: "Does the elder Nangong still remember that he killed two disciples of the Qinghu Gang in the mine that day, I picked up a token of the Qinghu Gang that day, after falling off the cliff, After being rescued by Yan Li, I pretended to be a disciple of the Qinghu Gang and helped him refine the medicine to heal his wounds, and then killed him at a critical moment, so I managed to escape and return to the Sword Sect."

When Shen Wuyu heard this unknown secret, his face was uncertain, and he said: "You are lying, since so many things have happened, why don't you report to the suzerain, and you can punish Pang De in this name on the day you come back. But you didn't do that!"

Yuan Futu sneered, "I'm a farmer. Although I don't have much knowledge, I also know that revenge must be done. Naturally, this kind of thing will not be done by others. The reason why I delayed telling it until today is to wait for this opportunity."

Shen Wuyu's fists were clenched and rattling, now that everything was revealed, he no longer had any reason to deal with Yuan Futu, the anger in his heart was rising, and even the water of five lakes could not wash away his hatred for him.

Sword Twelve said in a deep voice: "This is the end of this sword discussion meeting. As for this matter, I will discuss with the elders and sword masters before making a decision. Let's go back first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and turned into a sword light that went up against the sky and disappeared.

"Yuanzang, take Pang De back to the Sword Hut first." Shen Wuyu said in a heavy tone.

Wang Cannian hunched over and walked up to him, said: "I will bring some pills to help him diagnose and treat later."

Shen Wuyu said: "I will heal his wounds. He has already been disabled, so don't bother to forget the sword master." He knew Pound's current situation very well, and there was no possibility of recovery at all. Medicine can be cured, so the diagnosis and treatment of Wangcannian is naturally unnecessary.

He walked up to Yuan Futu, gritted his teeth and said: "This matter is not over yet, in the future in Jianzong, you'd better be cautious, otherwise, if you make a mistake, your life will be endangered!" threatened, he left the ring.

Nangong Qiushui said calmly: "Don't worry about it, since the suzerain is here with me, he won't do anything to you."

Yuan Futu nodded and said, "Thank you, Elder Nangong."

The corner of Nangong Qiushui's mouth curled up into a sneer, looked at the direction where Shen Wuyu was leaving, and said, "You don't need to thank me, but I don't want to hide dirt in Jianzong and break the rules."

Hearing about Pang De's evil deeds from Yuan Futu's mouth, the so-called top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked, Nangong Qiushui has long believed that Shen Wuyu has absolutely nothing to do with this incident.

"Old Futu." At this moment, Ao Tianbo came over, and beside him stood Lin Wan'er, whose face had faded.

A joyful smile appeared on Yuan Futu's face. Just as he said the word "Wan'er", he suddenly felt a violent twitch in Yuanshen Hainei. There are many people shouting their names.

……

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Futu's consciousness gradually awakened, he found himself on a nebula, that nebula was slowly rotating, exuding a chaotic luster, exuding a prehistoric and ancient atmosphere.

Yuan Futu stared at the nebula, feeling extremely familiar, and suddenly said in surprise: "This...is actually my Yuanshenhai."

He found that in the center of the chaotic nebula, there was a huge round sphere floating, which was the natal bead that dominated the primordial spirit sea.

Yuan Futu felt that in this space, the vitality was pitifully thin, maybe it was consumed too much during the battle, but this reminded him of the scene of running away, and now he still has lingering fears, saying: "If it weren't for that The awakening of the chaotic spirit treasure, I am afraid that I have already returned to the underworld... Although the power of the awakened spirit treasure is only as big as a fingernail, its power is amazing. It can directly break the power of the killing sword. I am afraid that it is a magic god Mid-term masters may not be able to resist it."

The mysterious epee that defeated Pound probably had a strength of nearly [-] catties, which is definitely a terrifying figure.

Thinking of this, Yuan Futu sighed: "It's a pity that my current realm is too low, so that the Chaos Spirit Treasure can't grow up. If I break through the Dharma God, I may be able to see its appearance."

That Chaos Spirit Treasure possesses self-awareness, but it will only show its sharpness when Yuan Futu is on the verge of death. How to completely control it in his hands and use it as he likes is what he must do.

"what is that?!"

At this moment, Yuan Futu opened his eyes wide, and suddenly saw a blurry figure standing on the natal bead.

That shadow was wrapped in a tattered red and black robe, holding an incomparably huge black sickle, burning with chaotic flames all over his body, facing Yuan Futu with his back, standing alone on the natal bead.

Yuan Futu's heart trembled, and he raised his voice, "Who are you?!"

The shadow didn't speak, but slowly stretched out his right hand, and with such a light grasp, the originally peaceful space was gripped in his hand, and then there was a clicking sound, and countless cracks appeared on the void mirror. collapse.

……

Ah!

Yuan Futu let out an exclamation, and woke up from a deep sleep. He looked at the dimly lit candlestick in front of him in astonishment, and felt that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and even his back was condensed with sweat, and he couldn't help swallowing hard.

"You're awake." Lin Wan'er, who was sitting beside her, said pleasantly.

Yuan Futu found that his naked upper body was covered with scars, and asked, "What's going on?"

Lin Wan'er said: "Just now I forgot that the sword master has already diagnosed you, and there is no abnormality except for the flesh injury, but the primordial spirit sea is too worn out, and it will take a long time to recover, so the sword master left some before leaving. Returning God Pill, as for the reason why you fainted suddenly, you can't find the reason anyway."

"It turned out that he passed out."

Yuan Futu rubbed his head, still restless, the figure in the red and black robe seemed to have been deeply imprinted in his heart, lingering, forming an inexplicable pressure.