Huh huh huh ~

In the Xuangong realm, clouds and mists surged, mountains and rivers were shattered, and the heaven and earth were scattered.

In a vain, the sword spirit body wearing the blood-stained divine armor had dissipated, and there was only a long sword that seemed to be empty and illusory, standing there coldly.

"They have come back, sir..."

In the void, the sound of the sword echoed slightly:

"Master, I may not be able to wait for you..."

...

...

Boom!

Like a meteor falling to the ground, smoke and dust spread everywhere in the mountains and rivers, earth and rocks splashed, and the huge dragon body rolled in the smoke and dust, making an angry moan.

"Nanling kid!"

The water-dividing dragon was about to cough up blood and chant for a long time. It was extremely angry and shocked again.

"Why?"

"Why is praise useless? Why is Zhou Jueyin Heavenly Palace not opened?!"

"what happened?!"

...

In the distance, Ao Bo also fell into the mountains. He looked around in a daze. After a long time, he came to his senses:

"Nanling severely damaged General Dioshui, and the general praised the God of Justice and wanted to open Zhou Jueyin Tiangong..."

Then what?

It's gone!

"What happened afterwards?!"

Ao Bo had a headache and felt like there was a piece of empty in his brain.

It seems that someone was killed.

"hold head high!"

From afar, he heard the sound of the dragon roar. The severely injured water dragon will escape and transform into blood and escape from the distance:

"Three-foot Taoist!"

...

laugh!

A ray of sword light popped out with his fingers, driving away the water-dividing dragon general, and the three-foot Taoist fell on the Qingshui Cold Pond.

"Someone touched their memories..."

The eyes were taken back from the disciples of Cangjiangmen who had a headache, and the three-foot Taoist looked cold:

"No, it's because of the time being cut off, otherwise, the memory of the old Taoist would never be erased..."

"Uncle Master, that evil dragon..."

The sake Taoist recovers the fastest.

"This dragon has a secret treasure of the dragon clan. It is difficult to kill it. If you lose the dragon tendons and you are originally useless, why should you kill it and offend the old dragon in the vast sea?"

Feeling the Zhou Jueyin Heavenly Palace gradually moving away in the void, the face of the Sanchi Taoist was extremely hard to see.

Back then, he had incomplete fortunes in this mysterious realm, which led to his failure to advance to the Eight Poles, and his original body had been half-lived and half-death for thousands of years.

In order to cut out this incarnation, he exhausted Cangjiangmen's years of accumulation and returned in vain this time...

"You are doing this with all your efforts!"

Only one sentence was left, the Sanchi Taoist had disappeared into the void, but had turned back to the mountain.

The disappearing memory must be retrieved!

...

Not only one person and two dragons, ancient magic powers, Jiang magic powers, and even many rank masters who came to collide with luck all lost their memory of the mysterious realm.

Some people were furious, some were shocked, and more people were at a loss.

...

"Well……"

The moment he woke up, Hong Faer felt pain everywhere, especially her head, as if she was trampled by a legendary divine image, and the pain was so painful that it almost cracked.

And the pain that is countless times stronger than this is coming from the bottom of the heart.

"I……"

He had forgotten everything that happened in the Xuangong realm, but the unreasonable pain and sadness still made him cry.

After crying for a long time, Hong Faer suddenly realized:

"who?!"

In the mountains and forests under the night, there was a bonfire beside him at some point, and someone sat cross-legged.

"Nanling?!"

Hong Faer's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously wanted to urge the Samadhi True Fire, but she groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

"My fire?!"

Hong Faer was shocked and angry: "Nanling, how dare you attack me?!"

"Um?"

Looking at her teeth and claws, as if she had forgotten all the previous red techniques, Yang Yu frowned slightly.

Is this, amnesia?

He felt aroused in his heart and asked several times, and found that the red method seemed to have lost his memory in the realm of Xuangong.

"Is it cut off by that knife?"

Yu Yang reacted quickly, but he didn't care too much. He banged his finger and knocked out the red method of Mamale and had entered into meditation again.

In the sea of ​​heart, various colors of light appeared.

Not only the three-pointed two-edged sword and the Beidou Dao Fruit, but the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogues are also emitting amazing light.

In addition to these three, the pocket version of Zhou Jueyin Tiangong also emits a glimmer of light.

【Ingredients: Zhou Jueyin Tiangong】

【Level: Seven Yuan】

【Quality: Excellent】

【Introduction: The remaining corner of the first palace on the ancient Fengdu Mountain has gone through endless years, nourished by heaven and earth, witnessed, recorded, and carried some mysteries from ancient times...】

[Refining can obtain: The Three Altars Sea Meeting's Way Picture (remained), the Huaguang Heavenly King's Way Picture (remained), the Judicial God of War's Way Picture (remained)]

【The spiritual qi is insufficient and cannot be refined】

"The sword spirit did not fully recognize me, but it seemed that he did not deny it... He left a chance. As for that sword energy, was it a reward?"

Yu Yang guessed and guessed.

During the three months in the Xuangong realm, he almost didn't stop for a moment. In addition to weaving grass vines, most of his thoughts were speculations about the Xuangong realm itself.

He has actually experienced a lot.

After experiencing the Bodhidharma Fulong Diagram, the Five Internal View, and the Sloppy Taoist's Enlightenment Picture, his first thought after entering this mysterious realm was to guess whether there was also an existence of "spiritual wisdom indestructible".

The information obtained by the ancient magic power and Hongfaer made him more confident in his guesses, and finally he was affirmed on the Rules and Lushan Peak.

However, he thought it was the spiritual wisdom of the judicial war god, but he did not expect that it was just a wisp of sword energy...

"A single strand of sword energy can last for 840 million years and be immortalized, and spiritual wisdom is born, the God of Justice..."

Thinking of the sword intention that broke through the world, ripples appeared in Yang Yu's heart and he could not calm down for a long time.

For a swordsman, how could he not let his heart be excited when he saw such a peerless killing sword?

only……

"The probability of one in nine is a bit too small..."

The colors in the sea of ​​heart were intertwined, but Yang Yu's gaze was unable to leave the divine sword emitting blood.

But this is not the whole of the sword spirit in the Xuangong realm, it is just a part. Therefore, if you want to refine the three-pointed two-edged sword true shape diagram, you can only rely on luck...

"luck……"

After silently muttering a few words in his heart, Yang Yu grabbed the three-pointed two-edged knife:
Chapter completed!