The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 761 Sword Tomb
Those who behead others behead themselves. In this way, no matter how powerful, not many people would dare to covet that Shimo sword.

This kind of backlash is really too strong, so strong that idlers dare not approach it easily.

At this time, Gu Lang and Shi Mojian were only a short distance away, and the wobbling Shi Mojian suddenly became quiet and approached Gu Lang leisurely.

This appearance is really surprising, even Zhu Xingyuan touched his chin, and guessed: "Could it be that Gu Lang subdued Shi Mojian?"

After much deliberation, it seems that this is the only possibility.

This look made even You Nianhua, who claimed to be watching the battle, a little unbelievable.

While hesitating, Gu Lang's hand had already covered the Shimo Sword, and the Shimo Sword seemed to have calmed down, lying quietly in Gu Lang's hand without moving at all.

Gu Lang was silent for a moment, and slowly put his other hand up. At the moment when his hands were about to cover up, no one expected that Shi Mojian, who had been quiet just now, suddenly jumped out, directly Going to Gu Lang's face is no longer a simple provocation, or Shi Mojian's intention is to get rid of Gu Lang and hurry up.

This sudden turn of events happened, but Gu Lang seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He tilted his body and dodged it lightly, then shook his head slightly: "I knew you were dishonest."

The sword missed a single hit, it swayed aimlessly for a while, and rushed towards Gu Lang again. It couldn't hit Gu Lang just now, how could it hit now?Gu Lang dodged again, looking at the Shi Mo sword in front of him with a sullen face.

Probably if Ruoshi Demon Sword is a person, it would be better to explain it as stubbornness.

Shi Mojian spun around aimlessly for a moment, obviously wanting to deal with Gu Lang.

Everyone who looked at it shook their heads: "My good fellow, this sword is too evil, but it also feels disobedient. There is really no cure."

Shi Mojian turned around twice and seemed to be a little anxious, and rushed towards Gu Lang again, but this time looking back, Lang didn't retreat, and everyone didn't see clearly how he made the move, only saw Gu Lang rushing in suddenly. , and then took hold of the Shimo sword. The Shimo sword trembled slightly, and fell into Gu Lang's hand, and the sword was cut open from Gu Lang's hand.

But seeing the sky behind Gu Lang begin to droop, as if a splash-ink landscape painting was stained, it quickly blurred, and then there was boundless darkness, as if the whole person was shrouded in a land where he could not see his fingers.

I opened my eyes wide, but couldn't see anything.

"Why can't I see it? It's so dark." A monk whispered, it seemed that almost everyone present was shrouded in this boundless darkness.

After waiting for the eyes to gradually adapt to the darkness, there was the whistling wind in the ear, mixed with the screaming of sharp weapons, and the monks who dared to come forward to take advantage of it were all powerful in the Divine State, and their combat experience was naturally extraordinary. Suddenly, almost everyone stopped in their tracks and did not move a single step. At the same time, they held their talismans in their hands, as if fighting.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw a strange light shining from the corner of the darkness. When everyone stepped forward, they saw that light only shrouded one person. Gu Lang sat silently on the ground in a black brocade robe. , with his eyes closed, and what he was holding in his arms was the Shi Mo sword, but now he lost the obstinacy just now, and lay obediently in his arms.

There was a "stab" sound, like the sound of someone's clothes being cut.

Someone immediately exclaimed: "Be careful, there are swords in this darkness!"

This exclamation immediately woke up everyone, and the eyes that had gradually adapted began to look around.

Because the darkness was extremely dark, those long swords were all hidden in the darkness. For a while, no one noticed this. Only when someone found out did everyone look around.

Looking at it this way, I couldn't help but turn pale with shock: "There are so many swords!"

But seeing countless flying swords inserted obliquely on the ground, densely arranged in the darkness, the thoughtful person even screamed out: "These swords seem to be arranged in the shape of a gossip diagram." Gu Lang, who was dressed in a black robe, sat quietly in it.Glancing at the sword light, someone couldn't help touching those flying swords, but they were injured by the sword energy, and they couldn't rely on them at all.

"What is this?" Someone exclaimed.

"It seems that I have seen it somewhere before."

"what?"

"What the hell is it? Have you seen it?"

……

Amidst whispers, someone finally exclaimed: "I don't know if you have heard of it? There are ancient monks who can cultivate a thousand swords. Within their own sword domain, thousands of flying swords are caged. They are magnificent in shape and are also called swords." Zhizhong also. Within the field of sword intent, he can control Wanjian, and he is the emperor of Wanjian!"

"I've never seen such a swordplay."

"In the field of sword intent, control ten thousand swords? Does that mean that if Shi Mo sword is in the sword, he will also control it?"

"I don't know, just listen to what those sword cultivators say."

……

There are endless discussions, and it can be said that even the monks who originally wanted to take advantage of the Demon Sword are well-informed, but they have never seen such a thing, but out of the instinct of rich experience, they know that this must be something special Things, they all opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears, waiting for others to explain.

A heavy sigh sounded, and some people followed the sound, but saw that the sigh came from Shushan Li Wangzhen, who rushed here in a hurry. His sigh was indeed very complicated, with both admiration and helplessness.

Shushan swordsman is famous all over the world, and even he himself is a well-known sword master in the world. Perhaps at present, Gu Lang's cultivation is not as good as him, and he will definitely lose in the battle with him, but he can feel it from it. It has been a long time since the juniors of Shushan showed him such an eye-catching thing.

In the past, Kunlun was founded by Song Yuanshan and Kunlun Qixiu, while Shushan was developed by a well-known genius swordsman.What a glorious monk he was the founder of the sect in Shushan, who single-handedly created the era of swordsmen in Shushan, but now, if the younger generation of Shushan sit back and enjoy the success, regardless of hard work, it will really decline day by day!
Li Wangzhen sighed, looking at the Kunlun who had flourished for thousands of years, his heart was really complicated and difficult to understand.

"Did he subdue Shi Mojian?" Zhu Xingyuan, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak again. He was a talkative and curious person, so he took it seriously after holding back for so long It's rare, so Yi's ears twitched, and when he heard Wan Jian Chaozong's remarks, he couldn't help asking.

"It seems to be." Someone replied, "Didn't you see the dishonesty of Shi Mojian in Xianshi, is he so obedient now?"

"Then Gu Lang really did it beautifully, hehehe!" Zhu Xingyuan laughed a few times, but seeing that no one seemed to respond to him, he couldn't help being surprised, looking around at his colleagues, almost everyone showed a bit of envy Whether it is a sword cultivator or other miscellaneous cultivators, Jiajia's expression is full of joy and appreciation.

He told Xuanling exactly what he saw before him, and even Xuanling was silent for a long time, before saying: "This boy is not bad!"

Although the five words are dry, but for Xuan Ling, there are really very few people who can get him a good sentence.

Perhaps this is his true growth!Gu Lang lowered his head and looked at the Shimo Sword in his hand. It was probably at this moment that he really stood up.

Beside him, there is a well-known sword cultivator in the world, a master who can stir up the situation in Shenzhou, and a master who can achieve fame and fame when he retreats; The sweetheart who attracts thousands of onlookers when she is pregnant with the heavenly robbery hand and the alchemy.Once upon a time, his pressure was enormous. Starting from the Nine Nether Twelve Swords, he has been working hard to embark on this path of counterattack.

What a dazzling figure beside him, the bare Nine Nether Twelve Swords are far from enough.

He was born in an aristocratic family in Mingding City since he was a child. Although the population is declining, he is one of the best wealthy families in Kunlun. If one has to talk about the noble origin of a cultivator, he can also be ranked first and second.

The smooth sailing all the way, maybe, he didn't realize that the smooth sailing in those years was all because of the existence of the master, and then an accident caused him to fall into the Nine Nether Hells.Probably only a state of mind that has experienced setbacks can truly grow.It can be said that without that accident, he might never be able to grow up to this point.

"People in the world have seven emotions and six desires, and monks will inevitably have setbacks along the way in their practice. Sometimes setbacks are not a kind of chance? Just like the so-called heart demon tribulation, the heart demon itself is the biggest flaw?" Miao Wuhua shook her head. Annihilation, it has been a long time since his seniors, masters, and ancestors have cultivated to the world. From entering the world to being born, his state of mind has undergone a major transformation?According to the legend, the so-called "Longevity Technique on the Other Shore" ended abruptly in the first volume of Tibetan God. What he is doing now is taking the path that no one has taken before and opening up a new shortcut. Now, he has indeed done it. It enjoys the reputation of No.1 in the world.

It seems that thousands of mountains have passed through the eyes, and Miao Wuhua thinks that she is also clear about these eyes.

Forge a sword mound with your heart, and then command thousands of sword intents.This is probably Gu Lang's final understanding in Nine Netherworld Prison.

"It's amazing!"

"I really don't know what to say." Someone sighed.

Now that Shi Mojian is lying in his arms so obediently, no one really can say anything more, the coveting of Shi Mojian has long been deterred by the beheader beheading himself, and the sharp confrontation of Shi Mojian just now, This kind of long sword is really idle and cannot be subdued.

At this moment, someone whispered: "Ning Wuque, why are you leaving? You don't want Shi Mojian anymore?"

The monk who spoke looked like he was watching a good show, and everyone who watched with a look of fear that the world would not be chaotic frowned.

Ning Wuque's injured face was pale and ugly, but he turned his head and looked at the monk expressionlessly. After a long while, he said, "Just like you, Ning can survive ten years even if he loses half his life." I will kill you within the stroke. Go away, the jumping clown."

After a pause, Ning Wuque looked back in the direction of Qin Ya and Gu Lang, and said, "Today, Ning's skills are inferior to others. Next time, the two of you will not be so lucky."

(End of this chapter)