Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Fall into the abyss.

Ling Tian fell in the boundless darkness.

It's really dark here.

There is no sound from the outside world.

Even, Ling Tian could only hear the beating of his heart and the sound of Dragon Clan Bloodline surging through the blood vessels.

"Huh!"

Ling Tian opened his eyes and looked at the boundless darkness in front of him.

I feel like I am falling.

"Ling Tian, ​​do you want to enter the Peach Garden?"

"We sensed that in the depths of this abyss, there are mysterious divine sense fluctuations."

"Maybe, there will be danger."

In Peach Garden, Tao Yaoyao reminded.

"No need."

However, Ling Tian suddenly shook his head.

In Ling Tian's heart, a burst of sadness, or heartache, suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, Ling Tian stretched out his hand, a cold shard fell on his hand,

The big blood-stained hand gripped the broken piece of iron tightly, Ling Tian finally closed his eyes.

bang!

I don't know how long later, Ling Tian's body finally landed.

The coldness swept Ling Tian's body.

But Ling Tian clenched his fists tightly, and never opened his eyes again.

"Ling Tian, ​​rest assured, Xiao Lei will be fine, his Life Source is extraordinary. When we return to the gate of immortality, will Xiao Lei summon come back?"

Tao Yaoyao manifested on Ling Tian's face, wiped the blood thunder at the corner of Ling Tian's mouth with both hands, and then lay on the bridge of his strong, bloody nose.

"I can feel it, it may really not be anymore."

When Ling Tian opened his eyes, tears could not stop pouring out.

He raised his hand and slowly opened his palm print. There was a cold fragment with deep dark red lines on it.

This fragment belongs to Abyss Dragon Sword.

Abyss Dragon Sword is connected with his heart and blood, and he felt it at the moment Xiaolei self-destructed.

Although he has fallen into the abyss of corruption, the fragments still fell on his hands.

Perhaps, this is Xiao Lei's nostalgia for Ling Tian.

"This time, I am really sorry for Xiao Lei."

"He could not self-destruct."

Ling Tian held tightly Fist, sword edge fragments, tearing Ling Tian's palm, blood falling on the cold rock.

"Ling Tian, ​​don't blame yourself too much. This is Xiaolei's fate."

"Xiao Lei and you are brothers and sisters, even if he chooses by himself, he will Use yourself to exchange the lives of Zhao Min and their dozens of people."

"without the slightest hesitation."

Tao Yaoyao continued to feel relieved.

But Ling Tian still panted fiercely.

"It's me, not strong enough."

"It's me, let down Xiaolei."

Ling Tian shook his head.

Always, can't get out of self-blame.

"He he he, he must be a very good sword."

Suddenly, a voice echoed from the space.

The voice is deep and full of vicissitudes.

"Yes, he is the sharpest sword in the world."

For this voice, Ling Tian is far from Tao Yaoyao. There are many seniors in Peach Garden. Surprised, but nodded heavily.

He has never praised Abyss Dragon Sword, but in his eyes, Abyss Dragon Sword and Xiao Lei are the strongest.

"Ai, there used to be someone who said this to me."

"It's a pity, the ending is sad."

"Booming red, long time Ten thousand years, but in the end, a slice of loess."

The voice sounded slowly, seeming to have an infinite sense.

"However, that sword is still good, the sword of the innocent son, with Pure Heart, he has no regrets."

Ling Tian sat up abruptly.

"Xiao Lei will not self-destruct in vain, even if he is broken, I will get him back one by one!"

"Cannot be cast into a seven-star Abyss Dragon Sword, I, Ling Tian, ​​will never give up!"

Ling Tian's voice echoes back and forth in the space.

"hahaha, it's not bad, it's rare that you have the intention, maybe, your wish will come true."

That voice, I thought of it again.

"Ling Tian, ​​the mysterious aura we sensed is this guy, be careful, he hasn't revealed anything now."

Tao Yaoyao is in Ling Tian and then young Soundtrack.

"No, he exposed."

Ling Tian shook his head, holding the fragment of Abyss Dragon Sword, looked towards the dark depths of the space.

"Junior Human Race Ling Tian, ​​dare to invite senior, and show up!"

Tao Yaoyao frowned.

What sword senior?

Why doesn't she know.

However, the three breaths after Ling Tian's voice fell, a figure shrouded in the black turf, really slowly walked out from the direction in front of Ling Tian.

"How do you feel me?"

Ling Tian's expression is indifferent, "In Longyuan self-destruct, and the moment I hold the fragments of Longyuan, the senior has no control The sword qi in your body."

"This is not a sword intent. According to my understanding of sword dao, you should not be Human Race or Martial Artist, but a sword Sword Spirit, yes Huh?"

"He he he, sure enough, it's you." In the darkness, the buried figure looked up with a faint smile.

But when Ling Tian and Tao Yaoyao saw that person's face, they still frowned.

It is not how handsome or domineering this person is, but simply feels that the face of this mysterious powerhouse is similar to Xiao Lei, which has several points of.

But it looks much older.

Sen Bai's face is full of gullies, but his eyes are still sharp and bright.

"senior, recognize me?"

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.

Although this old man who appeared suddenly is somewhat like Xiaolei, Ling Tian knows that this is absolutely impossible.

"Hehe, I said, on this Immortal Path, I haven't seen the person who leads me along the way. It turns out that you are hiding here."

However, at this moment, Liu Yao suddenly manifested from the Peach Garden, looking at the old man with a look of relief.

It looks like an old friend I haven’t seen for many years.

"hahaha, the six-yao girl has never seen her in a million years, her charm is not reduced back then, it is worse than my old fogey, much better!"

The master under the dark sack Looking up to the sky and smiled.

"Six Yao senior, do you...know?"

Tao Yaoyao frowned and asked Ling Tian.

"Well, I know, he was originally the Sword Spirit of a sword."

"As for the master of the sword, you will know."

Liu Yao nodded and looked towards the old man. The old man also shook his head slightly, indicating that Liu Yao didn't need to say more.

"Is it a very difficult to deal with very difficult to deal with sword?"

Tao Yaoyao is unwilling.

"Awesome, at the time, it was so fierce, I thought back then, I never put the world's weapons in my eyes!"

The old man raised his eyebrows.

"Where's the sword?"

Faced with Tao Yaoyao's questioning, the old man and Liu Yao were silent and did not say any more.

After a long time, the old man shook his head, "The sword is also broken."

"Come on, I'm waiting for you, I've been waiting for too long."

After that, the old man turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"Go."

Ling Tian pursed his mouth, followed along.

As for the identity of this old man, judging from Liu Yao's words, it should be theirs.

As for who it is, he doesn't want to say now, Ling Tian doesn't ask.