My Master is Lin Zhengying

Just now that demon fox took a mouthful of demonic light, your bones are gone..."

The voice is old, and the tone is hoarse and vicissitudes.

Nan Chen's expression changed drastically.

If the other party said such a thing, what is the identity of the other party?

Could it be some powerful super existence?

Nan Chen took a breath, and said again:

"Before, senior.

Why are you saving me?

Here, where is it again? "

Nan Chen was suspicious and curious.

And that old voice sounded again and again:

"You awakened the old man, and you have an unwavering heart to defend the way.

Therefore, the old man does not want you to die.

I don't even want those demon foxes to live.

And here is the spiritual domain of the old man. "

Nan Chen was terrified, having a premonition of the existence who was talking to him.

Absolutely great history.

When he heard the word "spiritual realm", he couldn't help opening his mouth in shock.

Uncle Jiu told him that after his cultivation reached a certain level.

Then the voice can be transmitted through the air, and the spiritual consciousness can be swept away.

Those who can reach this level are all invincible powerhouses.

The old man who was talking to him in front of him was actually such an expert.

In addition to being surprised, Nan Chen was also quite pleasantly surprised and puzzled.

You are so strong, why don't you just kill the demon fox?

Why did you bring me to this kind of place?

Hastily said again:

"Senior, I didn't expect you to be such an expert.

Moreover, since you want to kill the demon fox, why don't you do it yourself.

To bring me to this place.

I don't know why? "

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Nan Chen asked suspiciously.

And the voice replied:

"To be precise, the old man is not human.

Although the old man wanted to kill the demon fox, he couldn't do it with his own strength.

So, use your hands. "

At this moment, Nan Chen was even more confused.

"Senior, what do you mean by this?"

The old man sighed and spoke again:

"Old man, it is the sword in your hand.

After all, the old man is just a sword.

The old man has suppressed ten foxes for thousands of years.

Letting him out of trouble today is really helpless.

Now, you need to use your hands to suppress the demon fox again. "

As soon as the words fell, Nan Chen's heart beat violently.

"Sword, senior, you are the broken sword, not the Shihuang's precious sword?

You actually have your own consciousness. "

Nan Chen was startled.

Unexpectedly, this sword really has its own consciousness.

No wonder the sword swung by itself when he used it.