Tyrant Sword Soul

The gray rays of light flashed around him, flowing with a strong breath.

Just now, I said that I was discussing with him, but in fact, everyone knew that Wang Yu Jiawei was carrying the five blessings. If he did not agree, the catastrophe and hardship in the world would all be blamed on him alone.

The top of the head is shimmering, and the blood in the blood dragon pool is flowing around them, reflecting the rays of light in the distant sun. It is even more unreal under water.

Time passed quietly, Wu Fu still had that faint expression, his eyes were staring at Wang Yu tightly, and he did not speak for a long time.

“Okay, I promise you.”

As the Guardian Spirit of the sword talisman, the Wu Talisman has been stored at the bottom of the blood dragon pool for more than a thousand years. After a great battle, the little soul was sealed, the red flame halberd fell in the dance phoenix clansman, and the wind demon was suppressed under the cliff of Wufu Northern Domain. The four Divine Item encountered different encounters. Thousands later Meet again, let them have different routes to the same destination.

Wu Fus feelings of not wanting to be born, Wang Yu can understand. Just like the wind demon he saw under the cliff, Human World has too many grievances and hatreds. As a Guardian Spirit with simple thinking, There are no complicated scheming and various intrigues like human beings.

They just don’t want to be deceived and used again.

Standing on the last floor of the Blood Dragon Pond, Wang Yu also held the grey sword talisman in his hand. At this time, the Wu Talisman had already voluntarily sealed his Guardian Spirit body in the sword. , Unless Wang Yu puts him here again, he will come out again.

Even if he promised that he would integrate the Four Swords, Wu Fu didn’t want to get entangled in the complicated human relationships and sophisticated world?

“Let’s go, we should go up, time is urgent.”

Xin Yue stood behind Wang Yu. After the previous negotiation, she could also understand Chi Yan. For so many years, she has never belonged to anyone. The superficial “master” relationship is just a necessary process for her to show to the world.

In fact, among the Guardian Spirits of the four ancient Divine Swords, no one really wants to participate in such a killing.

“Well, we should go.”

Wang Yu turned to look at Xin Yue, and gently held her palm, his mind moved slightly, the gray sword in his hand Talisman has turned into a burst of light, and got into his Spiritual Consciousness.

And in it, there are now two Divine Swords, the Divine Sword and the Wind Demon Sword, as well as the breath of the three beasts inheritance and Dragon Phoenix body with faint rays of light.

These are all the things that Wang Yu has gained from walking along the way in the past. Among them are his own fortuite encounters, which are more recovered by strength.

Looking at the gray Guanghua and the white sandy land gradually disappearing from my eyes, a protective cover made of Strength of Array Ji appeared around Wang Yu and Xin Yue, in the azure pool water , Exudes the same azure rays of light.

The wave of light in his eyes changed from azure to blood red. Wang Yu knew that the two had reached the 1st floor, and the protective shield was gently broken. The two rushed out in the chaotic and arrogant pool, and then stabilized. Landed firmly on the shore.

Because of the two people coming and going in the pool, wrinkles appeared on the water surface, reflecting the dim sunlight–

It was already afternoon.

Both of them were wet for a while, but they saw red rays of light flashing in their hands, the flame inheritance was used separately, exuding repeated white smoke at the same time, all the water on their bodies was evaporated.

Here never came here. The two adjusted slightly on the shore, but they didn’t notice anything unusual. Knowing that no one had noticed, they quickly flashed away and left here along the route they came.

In the legend, the sword talisman, who could not be found in the world, was found silently by Wang Yu and Xin Yue, taking advantage of the night.

Of course, at this time Wu Chen Elder was still in the study room of Wutian Academy, waiting for Wang Yu to come back again. After waiting for two days, he received news from his subordinates saying that it was Wang Yu. Has left Wu Tian City.

What makes Wu Chen feel even more uncomfortable is that the person who came to say that Wang Yu asked him to search for the remaining Nether Soul clan in the city by himself, and he would not mix it up.

“Wang Yu!”

The day before Wutian Academy started, almost all the students who came to report in advance heard the voice of his Elder gnashing teeth. The roar of Tian City.

As soon as they left, Wang Yu and Xin Yue, who were rushing in Huiwangyouxiang, also encountered their long-entangled opponents on the road.

The black and heavy Nether Soul sect crowd surrounded two silhouettes, one blue and the other red. The two sides faced each other. No one took the lead, but saw the Nether Soul sect center opened an opening, wearing a light gray robe. The man looked at Wang Yu and smiled, and then said:

“Hmph, Wang Yu, long time no see.”

Similarly, Wang Yu also smiled slightly. He replied, “Cao Jinling, you are still alive.”

Contemptuously, completely provocative, Wang Yu never planned to talk to Cao Jinling, but the smile in his eyes was faint, but did not reach the bottom of his eyes. , Together with what he said, deepened the irony.

Before that many times against Wang Yu, Cao Jinling has almost never won, and even his position in front of the Adoptive Father Sect Master has dropped a lot.