surnamed Wang

When the young man took the three children away, Wang Bingquan's eyes were blurred, and he came to a place that was more like a fairyland than the Lingyun Sect. There were peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains. A young man was dancing his sword in a serious manner, and the ground was thick with petals. , was lifted up and down again and again by the sword energy.

Wang Gingquan would not let go of the opportunity to steal his teacher, and concentrated on watching the young man's sword moves. At this time, a crisp voice came from not far away:
"Senior brother Xiaoqiu, I brought the best fairy fruit."

The young man stopped and looked towards the source of the sound with a smile on his face. A girl with a ball head was walking towards this side with a bamboo basket. Behind her was a boy covering half of his face with his hair.

After the three nodded to each other, they sat cross-legged on the petals in a tacit understanding, opened the bamboo basket, took out the fruit and ate it.

"It seems that these three people should be the three children back then." Wang Gangquan rubbed his chin and said to himself.

The screen changed again at this time, Wang Quanquan was in a void, surrounded by stars, so it was not dark, shouting and fighting sounded from time to time, and several warlocks and magic weapons flying in front of them flashed in front of them. never seen it.

Looking around, Wang Gingquan saw three familiar figures not far away, but now they are no longer young, the two men have grown into young men, probably fighting for a long time, which made their eyes full of murderous intent revealed Out of fatigue.

The ball-headed girl was also very slim. Although she was not very handsome, she had a dusty temperament. The two young men tried their best to protect her, but the girl seemed unwilling to hide behind her. With her fingers flying, spells hit both sides On the monk, the opponent's movements were obviously stagnant after being hit, but his own skills became much more sensitive.

"Kill the curse girl first!"

Someone from the enemy finally noticed the woman, and threw a machete with a wave of his hand. Immediately afterwards, many spells greeted this side. The two young men couldn't hold back, and were beaten back again and again.

When he was in a hurry, a knife pointed out from the void and went straight to the woman's chest. At the critical moment, a not-so-strong figure stood in front of the woman, and the knife pierced through his body without accident.

"Aaron!"

Seeing that his companion was injured, another young man swung the enemy back with all his strength, and took advantage of the situation to embrace his comrade in arms, just like when he was on the edge of the cliff.

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In the void, the old man put all the thousands of corpses covered in black cloth into his sleeves, then looked at the few hundred people left, and said in a deep voice:

"This battle is just the tip of the iceberg that has lasted for thousands of years. The heart of the Three Immortals and the Central Cang Realm will never die. I have seen battles that are hundreds of times and thousands of times more tragic than this. Instead of wasting time on sadness, it is better to step up. They paid more to appease the spirit of their deceased comrades in heaven."

The old man's voice was dull, but his words were deafening and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The rest of the monks were all infected, and they raised their celestial weapons and shouted:

"Don't tell me that my generation returned home late, and I vowed not to return it until the three immortals were killed."

This kind of passionate scene is so contagious that even Wang Gangquan, who was born in the Three Realms, almost turned his back on him.

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The subsequent scenes were like revolving lanterns, most of which were scenes of a man named Xiaoqiu practicing and killing people. In the end, Wang Gangquan even felt that he had become the opponent, surviving battle after battle. The powerful feeling of a little breakthrough is so real that it can't be more real.

Just when he was about to sink into it, he suddenly realized and calmed down.

Now Wang Gangquan finally understands the horror of the mirage. The longer the monk lives, the more the past will be. The person performing the spell will not lose himself if he stays in it for a long time, and he has only gone half of the memory of Yu Shuang in front of him.

In the second half, "Xiaoqiu" gradually changed into a different person. He did everything possible to worship a sword cultivator as his teacher, and rampaged in the battlefield. After being stained with blood again and again, the originally illusory long sword finally became a blood sword.

Until the last enemy was beheaded, Xiaoqiu's realm was perfected, and he rushed to an unimaginable height in one go. That height is exactly the soul-retaining state that the three elders of the Lingyun Sect possess today.

Wang Gangquan only hated himself for waking up too early, if he could experience the power of the resident soul period, it would be of great benefit to his practice in the future.

He was only half right about this matter. Experience the strength of the strong is indeed helpful for cultivation, but everything must be done step by step. , that is beyond redemption.

Just as he continued to try to integrate into the other party's memory, a magnificent hall suddenly appeared in front of him. The hall was similar to the imperial palace in the past, but the steps were scary high.

Xiaoqiu, who had been cultivated to the point where his soul resided, knelt down on one knee, and at the top of the endless steps, a majestic voice sounded:

"Cultivator Ganqiu, you made great achievements in the battle against the Three Immortals. What reward do you want?"

"Back to Your Majesty!" The middle-aged man lowered his head, but his voice was loud enough, "I want a chance to destroy the Three Immortals Realm."

As soon as this remark came out, even the person at the end of the steps fell silent. After a while, the voice was a little gentler:

"Quite! I will grant you the flawless technique of seizing the house. Even the bone mirror in Wushan County can't do anything to you. I have a secret report that the Taibai Immortal Emperor of Sanxian Island has been in seclusion for 300 years. During these 300 years, no one can defeat your identity." .”

"Thank you sir!"

What happened after that, Wang Gangquan guessed it without looking at it specially. Ganqiu chose a hapless ghost as the container to seize the house, and this hapless ghost was Yu Shuang, who was his enemy.

How can there be so many blockbusters in the world, especially in a place like the fairy world, if there is no secret, no one will deliberately hide their cultivation, but since the other party was once a strong soul resident, why would he be tricked by his little golden core? surrender?
When Wang Gangquan was puzzled, the outside world was about to explode:

"What's the matter, these two people hug each other endlessly, right?"

"Could Yu Shuang be okay with this, otherwise why didn't he resist?"

"Then what's going on here, a draw? Don't you have to pay if you win or lose?"

"When are you still thinking about your two stinky money? People dare to do this in public, which shows that it is true love, so dare to risk the world's disgrace, it is worth learning from my generation."

"I just think you're abnormal, last time I caught watching Lan Zunling take a shower and still didn't admit it."

"Shut up!"

Seeing the chaos in the audience, the sky above the golden platform shouted in unison, this time it was the three elders who spoke at the same time, scaring the rest of the monks to shut up obediently.

Guihualou glanced at the ring, and whispered:

"Could it be the same as what those little bastards down there said?"

"Are you fooling around with them even when you're old?" the little elder said lightly.

The eyes of the old woman on the side flashed brightly from time to time, and she spoke after a moment of silence:
"Who taught his extraterritorial exercises?"

"According to Hong Qingyan, this person has something to do with Fu Zi."

"In this way, Yu Shuang probably lost this time. After all, Fuzi gained a bad name by relying on this technique thousands of years ago. If it weren't for that, with his aptitude, the No. 1 selection for the position of Immortal Emperor will be reincarnated." Not even those three."

While the three old fellows were chatting, Wang Gingquan's figure suddenly moved, and then he saw him release Yu Shuang at a very fast speed, run and jump to the distance, and shouted while escaping:

"I report, I expose, Yu Shuang is an extraterrestrial spy!"

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