Half an hour ago.

The sword thorn layer was still dark, surrounded by sharp sword intent and dark bodies coming from all directions.

Xiao Ran bit the slurry-swallowing beast pill, and the sprayed spirit poured into his throat, soaked his dantian and merged into the sea of ​​qi.

After experiencing the last drop of resources he plundered, he gritted his teeth and withstood the dark soul pressure, sword-like intent Lingchi, and the underworld attack that surged like a tide.

Without using the Master's Blood Moon Bone, Master's Blood Blasting Pill, and the second-level resonance power, he relied solely on the massive resources he had plundered, the elixir reinforced elixir, and the first-level resonance power, and used his Qi Refining Cultivation to clear the clouds. Today, he finally saw the road to the top of the sword tomb.

Heavenly level!

He looked at it from afar, as if he had seen the beautiful holy light of the immortal world...

Just as he was about to take a step, he suddenly frowned, looked at the east side, and then the west side.

It seemed like I was attracted by something, but I was stunned for a long time without moving a single step.

The blood mist enveloped the sky, and the dark body was cruising back and forth, and the sword intent kept rising, but no longer attacked him, but gave way to a broad road for him.

His eyes were calm and stood still, and he stood for a quarter of an hour, as if he had entered into meditation.

Until the rustling sword intent suddenly rotated and gathered, condensed into a figure in white, and suddenly appeared in front of him.

The figure in white clothes is not very tall, and his appearance and figure are very blurred. He can only barely maintain an image and temperament.

However, it has the power of the soul in the Mahayana realm!

It gives you a sense of majesty that overlooks the people, accommodates the vastness of the universe, goes through the vicissitudes of endless years, endures suffering and experiences the sadness of hell.

Small mist?

Not like.

Xiao Ran should have been shocked, but was attracted by something else and was very calm.

After staring at Xiao Ran for a moment, he was a little surprised, but suddenly had a faceless figure in white clothes.

White clothes with their hands behind their backs? The voice was rash? He asked slowly:

"Why stop if you can move forward?"

Only then did Xiao Ran see clearly? This is just a remnant soul.

The power of the Mahayana realm is limited to the soul power? The fluctuations in its spiritual pressure are not as strong as those of him, a qi-refining cultivator, and it can be said that it has its own shape.

What is Xiao Ran’s physical constitution and the heavenly level resonance mental method? What he is most afraid of is soul attack.

Perhaps, this is the reason why he can be so calm.

When you meet a suspicious stranger? Don’t answer his questions casually? Ask a question first.

"Who are you?"

The figure in white clothes stood upright, stepping on the weeds, like a ghost hanging in the air.

"Don't you even recognize the head of the sword now?"

When Xiao Ran heard this, he remembered that this voice was extremely similar to the old voice that came to the Elders' Council at that time.

The difference is that one is the vigorous aura of middle-aged people, and the other is the sound of the candle that is about to die.

It is indeed the remnant soul of the leader!

Moreover, judging from the degree of the soul power decay of this residual soul, it has a history of at least five thousand years.

The head of the sect is obviously not dead yet? He is still napping in the cave underground of the main peak. What did he do if he left a remnant soul five thousand years ago?

Xiao Ran didn't treat him respectfully immediately? He only responded.

"I have only been in the middle of the school for half a month, but I don't know the remnant soul of the leader."

The figure in white sighed.

"Dare you dare to inherit the sword after half a month of entry? Is your talent too high, or is it that Zong Zhishan is so in such a downfall?"

Xiao Ran said calmly:

“All.”

White clothes laughed calmly.

"The Dan Wall is reinforced with the Dragon Pill Powder? The eyebrows and the powerful person who dispersed the spirit melted blood? Just as he got here, he had already replenished the spiritual power Zhoutian dozens of times... If such a talent can be considered high, not only Zongzhi Mountain will decline, but the entire cultivation world will be beyond salvation."

Xiao Ran's eyes twitched slightly. Did the head of the sect have such a savage tongue when he was young?

He was not afraid, and even asked in order to hide his true purpose:

"Then why do you show up?"

White clothes said calmly:

"Because you are the only one who can clearly reach a higher level sword tomb in eight thousand years but chooses to go without a step."

Xiao Ran curled his lips.

"Maybe I was mentally attacked?"

White clothes shook her head.

"The only thing you cannot be affected is soul attacks. You can see me and have a peaceful conversation with me, which means that no more than three people can cause soul damage to you..."

As he said this, he suddenly sighed:

"I didn't expect that in the Golden Age, it is the most difficult method of learning all things in the emptiness of the mind, and it can still be mastered by people in the Dharma-Ending Age."

At this point, Xiao Ran 100% suspicion of white clothes.

He could not be Xiao Wu or other Black Ring group members.

But Xiao Ran would not relax his vigilance because of this, and Xiao Wu might be observing nearby.

"I was just being sympathized with the deceased and forgot to move. Alas, failure is the mother of success. Let's come to Chengjian again next time."

He pretended to be regretful.

But I couldn't fool Baiyi.

"Ah, after all, it is the Dharma-Ending Age, so it is natural for you to be so cautious. If it were in the era when I once lived, you were also a madman."

A filial madman is also considered crazy?

Xiao Ran didn't say anything.

The figure in white turned around, with no face and no expression.

"There is no need to set guard against me in your state. I am just a wisp of residual soul and cannot hurt you at all. The reason why I stayed here for a long time was to pay homage to an old friend."

Xiao Ran has confirmed that this wisp of residual soul is a one-time high-level soul ban, with weak spiritual power. The purpose may be to guide the sword-bearer to choose a sword, and he cannot connect with the head master.

Xiao Ran stayed here for his reason, and Xiao Wu’s body may be nearby, so he wanted to hide it as much as possible, not to be too silly.

"I'm not familiar with your friend, please leave."

The figure in white smiled. This junior was too cautious. With his strength, it was impossible to discover the strangeness around him.

"The old friend's broken sword fell in the sword thorn forest. I wanted to find a successor for him and stayed here and never dispersed. It is also fate that you can notice. Let me ask you - are you willing to inherit his broken sword?"

Crazy, who will inherit the Broken Sword?

This word cannot be mentioned in front of men.

"No."

Xiao Ran flatly refused.

The figure in white said again:

"Do you... have something you are afraid of being nearby?"

I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!

"No."

White smiled and said:

"Don't worry, this sword thorn forest is now covered by my soul art field. Even other Mahayana monks of the same period cannot see what is happening here."

Xiao Ran was silent for a while.

He could feel the sincere intention of this wisp of remnant soul to commemorate the old friend and find a successor.

This kind of intention that must be fulfilled even exceeds the concern for his true lord.

Baiyi didn't lie.

Even a Mahayana monk, with such weak spiritual power, only lie in front of his second-level resonance mind method with his simple soul body...

impossible.

Xiao Ran looked up and looked around. The information he saw was basically consistent with what Bai Yi said.

It seems that this place is indeed safe.

If you don't do it, this one-time remnant soul ban will soon disappear with the wind and die with your eyes open.
To be continued...