"In order to kill that angel, he didn't make the right choice in time. In the end, he was completely swallowed by the law of obliteration when he killed the angel of that day, but he saved me at the last moment."

"..."

"It turned out to be with this."

"If you know that the human race is still alive, you will be very happy if you think about it." Gu Jianling was a little sad.

"Yeah." Dao Feng listened.

"How did the human race win that battle?" After a moment of silence, the ancient sword spirit spoke again.

The blade knows this period of history.

Dao Feng sat cross-legged beside Gu Jian and smiled faintly: "In that battle, the Sky Fortress was broken, and more than half of the strong human races who defended it died in the battle. The death toll is calculated in units of billions, and even the strong people in the Mirror of Longevity also died seven of them. .”

"The human race is not destroyed, so it proves that we won in the end." No matter how tragic it is, it is within the expectation of the sword spirit. He has personally participated in the battlefield of hundreds of sky-level battles, the collapse of the galaxy, the death of the stars, Comrades are floating in the void.

But as long as the crack in the sky is guarded in the end, all sacrifices will be worth it!

"The defeat of the human race caused the races in the starry sky to advance aggressively. Of course, the human race did not have the ability to fight them head-on, so it is understandable for them to want to defeat the remaining forces of the human race in one fell swoop."

"However, they underestimated the immortal mirror powerhouses and sky curtain level powerhouses of the human race. How could they expect that at the last moment, ten immortal mirror monks and more than [-] sky curtain level monks of the human race would lay down the [Void Void] at the cost of their lives and souls? Destroy the Great Array]."

"The invading army of the various races in the starry sky turned into dust in the starry sky, and this battle ended with the victory of the human race."

"I see!"

"I don't know the name of the senior yet." Dao Feng smiled and cupped the mottled ancient sword

"Old name, that was a long time ago."

"My name is 【Sword of God—Meteor】."

"Senior Meteor, I'm on the blade, I wonder what your plans are going to be?"

"Hehe, aren't you kidding me?"

"Hey~ Senior, how can you think so much about me? What do you mean by plotting against you? I'm just greedy for your body."

"You're not greedy for the watery little girl's body above, but you're thinking about me instead. You're a disgraceful brat."

"Okay, I still have your idea, let's forget about the body! It's still a male sword spirit—bad review!"

"My old man didn't agree to hang out with you kid..."

In the end, the sword of God, Meteor, was held by Dao Feng.

Not bad for him, because this is the youngest cultivator of the Sky Screen Mirror in the history of the human race.

"Little knife, how about signing a contract?"

"A contract? Forget it, if you want to leave someday, you can leave, and I will never stop you."

"Small knife!"

Daofeng regretted coveting this Excalibur.

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"Little knife, sign a contract, okay~"

"No, Senior Meteor, can you go back to when we first met? I still like your image of a master."

"Oh! People change!"

"You are not human, you are a sword spirit."

"I don't care! I don't care!"

"You old man, don't act like a baby to me. You're not a coquettish little girl. I got goosebumps when I heard that."

"Being rejected...so sad."

"You have no heart."

"Xiao Dao Zi, shall we sign a contract?" A vicissitudes and serious voice sounded in Dao Feng's mind.

"not good."

A bond of blood is not reliable.

As long as you are willing to spend more time to get rid of it, there are plenty of ways.

And the soul is the contract, although it is solid.

But the risks that need to be borne are unbearable for Daofeng.

After signing the soul contract, no matter whether the sword spirit and the sword master signed an unequal contract or not, both of them are in a relationship in which both will prosper and one will lose.

If there is an unequal contract, it's okay. The soul of the dead sword master of the sword spirit will be severely injured at most, so he can find a hole to bury himself, and it will take a thousand years to repair it.

Equal soul deeds are troublesome, and the sword destroys people and kills them, which is the basis of equality.

For the sword destroyer blade, this is absolutely unacceptable!

"Small knife..."

Dao Feng sighed in his heart: What a crime!

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