The Ultimate Sword Master

Those present, even the Origin Realm monks, had survived the catastrophe. They knew very well that there was a huge difference between the tribulation spirit and the tribulation master in terms of ability and weirdness and difficulty!

It would be okay if it was a robbery spirit.

If it's the Robbery Lord... then everyone will be the end of this new world!

"do not care!"

"Let's attack together first! See if we can kill him!"

boom!

Boom!

After the words fell, Wuma Shentu no longer wanted to rule the new world. Venerable Xuanqing temporarily suppressed his thoughts of finding a man. The three of them worked together and three immortal powers fell on the man instantly!

Bang!

The man didn't resist at all, his flesh and blood burst apart, and he died tragically on the spot!

Can……

At the place where they died, a mass of calamity that was only the size of a fist appeared, but was extremely solid, extremely weird, and terrifying to the extreme!

"not good!"

"The source of tribulation? It's... the lord of tribulation! Let's go!"

At the same time the sound sounded.

Everyone had already fled in panic, not daring to stay any longer!

In situ.

The source of tribulation was twisting and twisting, and it was also expanding and spreading. In a moment, it had expanded to an infinite level, covering almost half of the sky. As the source of tribulation spread, there were a group of people wearing blue robes, most of whom were scribes. The downcast middle-aged man walked out of it.

It was Luo Wannian!

With a glance, and the tribulation in his eyes trembling, he kept observing the situation in the new world, as if he was vaguely looking for something.

Can……

In the end, nothing was achieved.

"Master, I'm going too."

Gently raising his hand, he looked at the immortal Buddha seal left on the back of his hand. The calamity in his eyes dimmed a little, and he said softly: "Sure enough, in this world, good people never live long. If this is the case, then why are there still people here?" What’s the use?”

While talking.

The boundless source of calamity converged and disappeared into his body. As his eyes turned, he began to search again.

This time, I’m looking for Gu Han!

"Now that you have fully understood the true meaning of all living beings, that's the best thing..."

"Ooooo! Ayin! My Ayin!"

Also at this time.

A burst of heartbroken wails suddenly came over, and along with the wails was a blur of green light.

Luo Wannian was silent for a moment.

The figure flickered and disappeared.

…

A Jian was very sad.

Not ordinary sadness.

The acquaintance between him and A Yin can be traced back to when Su Yun was weak. Over the years, they have been together day and night, bickering, cooperating, loving each other, falling in love and killing each other... Although they didn't say it with their mouths, they had long regarded each other as their own. The only one, but now...

"where?"

"Where is it?"

In the vast silence, he kept searching, but no matter how he searched, he just couldn't find the key fragment that carried Ayin's true spirit. It seemed as if this thing did not exist.

We are still searching.

A figure suddenly landed in front of him!

"hiss!!!"

A Jian gasped in shock, holding a small branch in his hand and kept backing away, stammering: "You, you, you... why did you come in...?"

"Where is he?"

Luo Wannian spoke indifferently, just like before.

The words fell.

The calamity in his eyes trembled, and he instantly transformed into a great abyss demonic dragon that was ten thousand feet long, and engulfed Ah Jian!

…

world outside.

Su Yi thought for a moment and understood the whole story. After all, Luo Wannian, as the Lord of Tribulation, was born with the ability to infect living beings. When he was fighting against Qingshan Guest with all his strength, it was simply too easy for him to parasitize a certain monk.

"You're careless."

"I was careless too."

While he was worried, a voice full of emotion suddenly came from not far away.

Su Yi didn't look back.

He knew who was coming.

Qingshan guest!

"Unexpected."

As soon as the green robe fell, Qingshan Guest looked at Su Yi and sighed: "With all your efforts, you were able to exert the power of this seal to such an extent. If you come here a few more times, you won't have a chance to kill me." , it was careless after all.”

"so what."

Su Yi said quietly: "You can't get in after all, and most of your plans have been ruined."

"Why don't you do the same?"

Qingshanke smiled and said: "Your momentary negligence allowed the robber to slip in. You must know how much damage he can cause. If my plan fails, how can your plan come true?"

"this."

"It's ultimately a lose-lose situation."

Su Yi remained silent.

What Qingshanke said is indeed true.

"Don't think so much."

Qingshan Guest consoled him: "The door is closed. If you want to open it again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. Even if the life inside is dead, no matter how much it is destroyed by the little tribulation master, you and I can't control it for the time being. Instead of thinking about this, No, why don’t you think about it, how should you deal with me next?”

"to be honest."

"I rarely appreciate others. Your father is the first and you are the second. But the more I appreciate them, the less I will let you go."

The words fell.

He raised his hand, and a blast of primitive demonic power suddenly fell towards Su Yi!

Su Yi didn't resist.

At this moment, almost 90% of his Dao foundation has been destroyed, and his cultivation level can only be maintained at the immortal state. Without the killing power and tyranny of the most immortal person in the three thousand worlds, how can he be the opponent of the transcendent Qingshan guest?

"This is all my fault."

When he was about to die, he had no fear in his heart, only regret: "If I hadn't been so stubborn and arrogant, Ah Yin wouldn't have died, and my younger sister and brother wouldn't have been in trouble..."

He didn't finish his words.

In the vast chaos and nothingness, a golden light broke through the air and turned into a vast and supreme transcendent force that fell in front of him, instantly offsetting Qingshanke's attack!

"Huh?"

Qingshanke frowned slightly and suddenly looked into the distance.

Silently.

A man dressed as a scholar landed in the field.

"Is it you?"

Qingshanke was startled, raised his eyebrows again, and teased: "One is daydreaming, and the other is writing daydreams. Aren't you bullied by those chosen ones badly enough? Do you still have the mood to intervene in the affairs here?"

The scholar ignored him.

He looked at Su Yi, then at the Heaven and Earth Seal, and sighed, "Is it all over?"

"Senior."

Su Yi seemed to know his identity, and said in a hoarse voice, "You, are late."

"Sorry."

A trace of helplessness and annoyance flashed in the scholar's eyes, and he explained, "I've been a little busy recently, and encountered a lot of things, so I didn't come until now."

"I understand."

Qingshanke seemed to know him better, and teased, "You must not have written the storybook carefully, or the things you wrote were unsightly, pieced together, upside down and confused, and were scolded by those book chasers, right?"

Scholar: "?"

His face flushed red, and although he tried his best to comfort himself not to break his defense, he still broke his defense after all.

"You know nothing!"

He stiffened his neck and cursed, "Writing a storybook, can that be called being scolded? That is the persistence, preference, and good advice of the book chasers for the storybook... It's not called scolding!"

Paused.

He threatened again: "If you dare to speak nonsense and tarnish my reputation again, do you believe I will write you to death?"