fairy tales

Chapter 1337 Gift (1)
Cultivators fought against ghosts, blood spilled all over Huangquan Road, dyed Wangchuan River red, corpses lay all over the field, bleeding and drifting, what a desolate picture it is.Chu Liuxiang heard Dongfang Bubai's deep sigh, and couldn't help thinking about such a scene in her mind. Although she didn't experience it personally, Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but shudder.

Dongfang Bubai continued to recall... Chu Liuxiang listened carefully. It turned out that when the battle was at its most intense and the number of people left was getting smaller and smaller, there was a huge change. The rusty black and yellow sword seemed to be alive, crazy Absorbing the life energy and death energy of cultivators and ghosts, it becomes a veritable peerless sword.

The crowd became even more crazy. Dongfang Bubai and Dugu Qiubai were instilled with powerful real energy by Po Meng, so they never died, and the woman named Jian Jia was also protected by the two of them until the end. When there were only hundreds of people and ghost generals left in the crowd, Xuanhuangjian turned into a demon, became conscious, and became a peerless weapon, piercing through countless ghosts in an instant.

Dismal, the peerless murder weapon, the Xuanhuang Sword, absorbs people's true energy for its own use, continuously slaughters people, chases and kills frantically, and at the same time, ghosts are also hard to escape, this is really a dismal killing, you know, from close to How powerful are the hundreds of masters killed out of ten thousand top cultivators, and they are definitely the overlords in the realm of cultivation.

"Everyone was in despair, but they didn't expect that when there were only five people left, an old man with a broken leg appeared in the Wangchuan River. One is divided into two." When Dongfang Bubai said this, his eyes were full of horror, it seemed that the cripple tens of thousands of years ago was unimaginably strong.

Chu Liuxiang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Could this sword be one of the swords?" The transparent and crystal-clear sword in his hand, and the other is the sword that was sealed by him in the sword mound.

Dongfang Bubai nodded, and said: "That's right, this sword is called Xuanjian, and Qiu Bai is in charge of it, and the other sword is called Huangjian, and I am in charge of it, but now that sword is controlled by an eminent monk who has attained Taoism." The seal is on your saber." Dongfang Bubai looked at the "卍" imprint on the "Wufeng" epee in his hand, his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"Didn't you say there were five people? What about the other three?" Chu Liuxiang asked.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes suddenly turned cold, piercing towards Chu Liuxiang like icy light, the air suddenly dropped, Chu Liuxiang saw the compelling eyes, his body became cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his body couldn't help but tremble, and the bottom of his heart was even more so. There was a chill in his eyes, that kind of eyes were really more uncomfortable than death, that kind of suffocation almost made Chu Liuxiang unable to breathe.

"You don't need to know these things." Dongfang Bubai withdrew his eyes and said indifferently: "Remember, if you don't reach the fusion state, you must never go to Penglai Immortal Island."

"for……"

(End of this chapter)