UGB Chapter 478 The Sword of Ruin! (Please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket!!)
Chapter 478 The Sword of Ruin! (Please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket!!)
Chapter 478 The Sword of Ruin! (Please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket!!)
At this moment, all distracting thoughts in Tang Tianbao's mind disappeared, and there were no more extraneous thoughts.
The kendo experience accumulated over the years has been accumulating at this moment, and the inspiration is springing up like a fountain, reaching an unprecedented height!
Bear the mission and move forward with heavy burdens.
Under the threat of the black bone real person, he once again entered the first level of sword cultivation "Sword Power", and the power around him was even higher!
"This is an epiphany?!"
Liu Yu looked at the other party in surprise, his expression slightly moved.
In his line of sight, Tang Tianbao raised his sword only halfway, not beyond his shoulders.
The momentum has already surpassed, at the peak moment in the secret realm.
Obviously, this person had another breakthrough.
In such a short period of time, it is obvious that the cultivation base cannot be improved, and only the realm of swordsmanship and magic can be improved.
And the ability to increase so much strength in a short period of time can only be explained by the rare "epiphany".
From Liu Yu's point of view.
Tang Tianbao just raised his sword normally, and the whole process only took about half a breath, and his aura reached an unprecedented peak.
It has almost surpassed the boundary of the foundation building period, and is still climbing upwards.
The spirit, energy, and spirit also seem to have transformed, sublimated to a new level!
At this time, Tang Tianbao gave people the feeling of showing his sharpness like a sharp sword out of its sheath.
But it is also majestic and heavy like a mountain.
Stand upright, as immovable as a mountain!
Sharp-edged, majestic and thick, two completely different concepts are mixed together, but there is no sense of disharmony.
The two concepts are blending and sublimating every moment on that tiny body, as if this is the case!
"Pity."
Liu Yu sighed slightly, as if regretting something.
At this time, he already understood Tang Tianbao's plan.
The other party didn't have any means like the "Instant Thousand Miles Talisman". Facing the threat of the Golden Core cultivator, he naturally had nowhere to escape, so he could only face it head-on and fight to the death.
However, how could it be that simple to use Lingbao?
Even if it is only a small part of Lingbao's destructive and vast power, the price is not something a monk under the Nascent Soul can bear.
This horrible consumption often comes at the cost of life.
This is Tang Tianbao's most sublimated sword!
It is also the most peak and most amazing sword!
This is also the last sword in his life!
The reason why Liu Yu sighed was precisely because of this. He seemed to have seen a stunning and brilliant swordsman genius fall.
Being able to stand out from thousands of sword cultivators and enter the realm of "sword power", Tang Tianbao's talent is naturally extremely outstanding.
He may have delayed his own practice because he was busy with educational affairs before, but under the fierce battle of life and death, he still broke through to a new level.
If you can concentrate on practicing, maybe there will be different results.
But without these tribulations, maybe there would be no transformation today. Whether it is a catastrophe or a good fortune, it is hard to tell.
Liu Yu's many thoughts are just a matter of a moment.
Seeing that Tang Tianbao was going to use the Lingbao, he was about to activate the "Ten Thousand Miles Talisman" and stopped for a while.
Not willing to part with this life-saving talisman, I still want to wait and see.
Anyway, with the mystery of the "Instantaneous Thousand Miles Talisman", even if the power has been lost after a long period of time, there is still no problem in teleporting a distance of seven, eight, or nine hundred miles.
It is impossible for Jindan cultivators to stop the magic talisman made by the great power of refining, no matter how much they block it, it is useless.
And teleporting a distance of hundreds of miles is enough to get rid of the spiritual lock of the Jindan cultivator and ensure his own safety.
After all, the limit range of the spiritual consciousness of the average Jindan perfect monk is about one hundred miles.
……
……
Tang Tianbao has put the most commonly used top-grade spiritual weapon, the khaki-colored flying sword, into his storage bag.
Now he held the sword in both hands, grasped the holy fire sword with all his strength, and slowly raised it to his shoulders.
"Buzz"
This 3000-year-old sword seems to have sensed the emotions of its owner, gradually lighting up a faint aura, changing from dim to bright.
On the three-foot-long sword, orange-red aura and gray brilliance shone together, which was inconspicuous in the bright sunlight.
However, this unglamorous two-color aura seems to be the most beautiful color in the world!
At first glance, people can't take their eyes off.
Can not ignore!
Along with the orange-red aura and gray brilliance, it gradually lit up on the sword body.
A series of hazy, chaotic and incomplete consciousness suddenly appeared in Tang Tianbao's mind, and there was a sense of intimacy as if connected by blood!
Sword Spirit!
The holy fire sword and sword spirit sensed the master's emotions, and knew that the master had reached the time when he needed him.
Although it doesn't know how to think, it doesn't know what "need" means, and it doesn't know all kinds of complex emotions such as love, hate, and hatred.
However, it seems to be a fetter born with it. When the owner needs it, it will obey instinctively.
In the mind, the friendly emotion and meaning of "Sword Spirit" came clearly.
At this moment, Tang Tianbao grinned silently.
Originally because of a series of changes and historical reasons, the estrangement created by this sword has disappeared at this moment.
One person and one sword, through the connection in the dark, the mind and soul are blended together.
In an instant, the situation changed!
The bright sunlight in the sky didn't seem so strong, and it seemed to be overshadowed.
That small figure with one person and one sword seemed to shine brighter than the stars!
In Liu Yu's spiritual awareness, Tang Tianbao's power suddenly rose to an incredible level.
Vast, thick, sharp, majestic.
Liu Yu has never met the Nascent Soul cultivator in person, but even the power of the top Jindan such as Changfeng Daoist and Qingwei Daoist is far inferior to the one person and one sword at this moment.
Just like the river flow is to the sea, the stars are to the sun and the moon, there is no comparison at all.
"The power of Yuanying Zhenjun is nothing more than this?"
This thought flashed in his mind, he was shocked by the power of Lingbao, and also felt his own insignificance.
What rose together with the shock was a deep joy.
Fortunately, my rationality defeated greed, and I didn't take any risks in the secret realm.
Otherwise, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving in the face of this vast and destructive power.
"not good!"
"Could it be that Lingbao recognizes the master?!"
When Tang Tianbao was connected with the holy fire sword, and his power was raised to a vast and boundless level, the black-bone real person standing in the air suddenly changed his color.
His figure shook, showing some signs of instability.
A sense of crisis that contained great terror, as if drowning and suffocating, enveloped his heart.
Facing this kind of boundless power, the black bone real person has a deeper understanding than Liu Yu.
Even though he, as a golden core demon cultivator, has killed countless souls of his subordinates in his life, and has experienced dozens of life-and-death crises, large and small,
But when this boundless power enveloped him, he still felt a bone-chilling chill in his body and mind!
The black bone real person felt the indescribable horror, even if he had never felt this feeling when facing Zhenjun Yuanying, he could hardly resist the urge to run away!
"A mere foundation-building junior, how can He De let Lingbao recognize the master?!"
As a late-stage cultivator, the black bone real person knew more about Lingbao, and it was because of this that he was shocked and puzzled.
After the panic, comes the anger.
A foundation-building cultivator actually made him a dignified Golden Core cultivator almost lose his composure, how could he not deserve to die?
It should be cut into pieces by thousands of knives, and the soul should be refined!
The power of the Lingbao is indeed devastating, but the black bone real person does not believe that a mere foundation-builder monk can control it, so even though there is a strong sense of crisis in his heart, greed is still unstoppable.
This is a spiritual treasure as famous as the ancient power!
If you can get it, then the road ahead.
Thinking about it this way, Master Black Bone could obviously escape at this time, but he still wanted to find a chance to see if he could kill the two Foundation Establishment juniors in front of him and snatch the spirit treasure from the thugs.
In his opinion, even if Tang Tianbao drives the Lingbao at the cost of his own life, it may not be able to perfectly display the power of the Lingbao.
Not necessarily no chance!
All kinds of thoughts flashed by, and weighing the pros and cons was only a matter of a moment. Seeing Tang Tianbao's posture, the black-boned real person had no intention of trying to persuade him.
From this sword force, he could feel Tang Tianbao's determination!
"Jie Jie"
The black-boned real person smiled strangely and opened his mouth at the same time, spitting out a stick of egg-sized black banner magic weapon, which quickly swelled up head-on.
After a while, it rose to ten feet high.
The streamer fluttered in the wind, and there were densely packed intricate and difficult-to-decipher silver runes on it, vaguely forming the shape of a distorted ghost.
The ghost image looks so lifelike, you can tell it is an ominous thing at a glance!
The magic weapon of fate!
The black banner spiritual weapon of the eyebrowless male cultivator is somewhat similar to the one in front of him, perhaps it is the same lineage.
However, one is just a top-grade spiritual weapon, and the other is the natal magic weapon of a late-stage Jindan monk. The power of the two is so different that they are not comparable at all.
"go."
The real black bone thought.
Immediately there was a ghostly wind gust of wind on the banner of the magic weapon of the black banner, and countless twisted ghost figures crowded out from it, quite a sense of impatient picture.
In an instant, there were many ghosts.
The sky in front of the black bone real person is occupied by all kinds of twisted and ugly ghosts, densely packed at a glance.
A rough count, at least thousands of them.
Thousands!
Faced with the threat of the Lingbao, the Black Bone Master did not dare to keep his hand, and displayed his natal supernatural powers in a single thought.
Countless black air quickly emerged from his rickety and emaciated body.
Wisps of black air, with the taste of death and decay, swept across half of the sky in an instant.
The sky and the ground are covered by countless strands of black air.
The black air intertwined and condensed, and it didn't take long to form the shapes of skulls. The power exuded by each skull was not weaker than that of a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.
But when you look at it, there are countless black skulls, even tens of thousands, which makes your scalp tingle!
"woooo~"
In the sky and on the ground, there are evil ghosts exuding terrifying auras.
At a glance, black skulls are all over the sky.
As soon as the monks in the later stage of Jindan made a move, the surrounding area seemed to turn into a hell, covered in the breath of black air, and the blazing sunlight could not shine in.
It is in stark contrast with the bright sunshine a mile away, like being in two worlds!
……
……
"Fear"
"Irresistible."
Looking at the overwhelming evil spirits and skeletons, Liu Yu felt a chill in his heart, feeling irresistible.
Follow the footwork to "chasing the stars and chasing the moon", and use the "shining secret technique".
He retreated several tens of feet in an instant, and stopped when he reached a position he thought was relatively safe.
If Tang Tianbao hadn't stood in front of him, and the Golden Core cultivator of the Tianmo Sect hadn't targeted himself first, Liu Yu would have escaped with the Instant Thousand Miles Talisman.
Although he was a little embarrassed, he didn't feel ashamed as he was facing a late Jindan cultivator.
Between one advance and one retreat, it contains the wisdom of longevity.
From Tang Tianbao's mind-spirit connection with the holy fire sword, to the use of the natal magic weapon and natal supernatural power by the real black bone, there are many changes and their own considerations, but in fact it only takes a little more than a breath.
After one breath, what appeared in front of the two of them was a scene like hell descending.
Facing the countless evil spirits and skeletons flooding in like a tide, low-level monks might not even be able to hold their breath.
Even a Golden Core cultivator, if he doesn't deal with it properly, will be in danger of dying.
But Tang Tianbao faced the danger of death from being devoured by evil spirits, but his expression was as usual without sadness or joy, without showing even a little bit of fear or fear.
Because he has no distracting thoughts in his heart, only the sword in his hand is left in his heart!
Facing the raging evil spirits in front of him, and the black skulls that wailed endlessly, Tang Tianbao didn't stop his movements.
Holding the sword in both hands, he slowly raised the holy fire sword shining orange-red and gray-white aura above his head.
The tip of the sword at the damaged corner deflected at an angle, gradually facing the sky.
Hold up the legendary sword!
The damaged blade is 180 degrees, facing the sky straight.
In an instant, the already vast power climbed up again, reaching a situation that Liu Yu could not predict.
Ten thousand zhang high in the sky, facing the cloud facing the sword tip, a huge smooth and neat hole was instantly broken.
Like the destructive power of the handed down sword, it spread thousands of feet away in an instant.
At the same time, at the moment when the tip of the sword was facing the sky, the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated violently.
With Tang Tianbao as the center, within a radius of fifty miles.
The spiritual energy of all attributes rushed to gather as if they were called by some kind of call.
Gold, green, blue, red, yellow.
In an instant, the situation changed.
Liu Yu saw countless colorful light spots coming from all directions and from the void, forming storms of spiritual power.
The original scene of ghosts walking at night and hell descending was completely destroyed in an instant in front of the raging spiritual energy storm.
No longer the terror of just now.
Looking around Liu Yu, there are colorful auras of aura all around. It looks beautiful and beautiful, just like being in a fairy tale world, with colorful auras constantly flowing.
After only a moment, the gathered spiritual energy was already extremely terrifying, even the Golden Core cultivator felt trembling.
The aura within a radius of fifty miles was instantly evacuated, forming a short "vacuum" state.
Liu Yu could feel that wherever the torrent of colorful spiritual energy passed, the spiritual energy could hardly be felt, as if it had been forcibly robbed away.
"Is this the Lingbao, the magical ability to manipulate the aura of heaven and earth?"
Liu Yu muttered to himself, and couldn't help yearning for it.
Human power is exhausted, but the power of heaven and earth is endless.
Although this sentence is a bit too absolute, it is close to the truth for low-level monks.
Coming from all directions, the colorful and surging spiritual energy seemed to be under some kind of restraint. Although it seemed chaotic, there was no sign of being out of control or collapsing.
Countless evil spirits and skulls approached quickly, and they were less than ten feet away from Tang Tianbao.
At this distance, you can even see every detail of the evil spirit's body, every trace of texture on the skull.
For the monks in the Foundation Establishment period, they are all within easy reach, let alone the Golden Core monks?
If the crisis cannot be resolved, then the next moment will be the time for Tang Tianbao to die!
Seeing this, Liu Yu's heart tightened secretly, and the mana flowed into the palm of his hand again, and a single thought could activate the instant thousand-mile talisman to escape.
After all, Lingbao is too much beyond the foundation stage, even with the cooperation of nascent weapon spirits, it is extremely difficult to control.
With Tang Tianbao at the pinnacle of foundation building, the possibility of being unable to control it is the greatest!
With this thought in mind, Liu Yu continued to look at Tang Tianbao, wanting to see the final result.
The outcome of this person will be known in the next moment!
The turbulent spiritual energy gathered from all directions, restrained by some invisible force of the holy fire sword, kept gathering behind Tang Tianbao.
From a distance, the colorful aura looks like ribbons.
All kinds of colors are mixed together, but they don't look chaotic, but there is a kind of regular beauty.
But the closer he got to Tang Tianbao, the dimmer the colored aura light spots became, as if they had faded.
This is exactly the same as the fading of the holy fire sword blade, and it is hard not to think of it together.
Gold represents metal aura, and green represents wood aura.
It is well known that various external colors correspond to aura attributes.
But the aura within a certain range close to Tang Tianbao turned gray and white, stained with a layer of fine gray, and forcibly changed its original attributes.
Liu Yu knew that this was "controlled" by the holy fire sword, or controlled.
When the evil ghost and the skeleton approached for five miles, the seemingly endless aura of heaven and earth finally formed a hazy sword shadow in the sky behind Tang Tianbao.
The sword shadow is gray and white, seventy or eighty feet tall, taller than mountains, but somewhat illusory and unreal.
However, it is still rapidly absorbing the spiritual energy and becoming more and more solid.
Taking a closer look, this sword shadow is actually very similar to the holy fire sword, like a magnified holy fire sword.
However, the details are still a little fuzzy.
Logically speaking, the Holy Fire Sword refined by the Holy Fire Cult should be of the fire attribute.
When Liu Yu saw it for the first time, the sword also absorbed a huge amount of fire attribute spiritual power.
But at this moment, the sword shadow suspended in the air exudes a dilapidated and decayed atmosphere all the time. How can it look like a fire attribute spirit treasure?
Reminiscent of the current appearance of the Holy Fire Cult in order to refine it, it is not an exaggeration to call it an ominous sword!
At this moment, Tang Tianbao, who held the holy fire sword high, had an unexpectedly calm expression on his face.
With the blessing of the holy fire sword, his power has been raised to an incredible level, and it is in line with the general trend in the dark.
Every move can stir up the situation between heaven and earth.
However, Tang Tianbao himself was still a foundation-builder cultivator, and if any evil ghost pounced on him, he might die.
Facing the strangely shaped evil spirits approaching, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
"Clang~!"
Like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, Liu Yu heard a loud sword cry, which seemed to come from beside his ears, and also seemed to sound in his heart.
The lingering sound is endless and enduring.
At this time, Tang Tianbao's face was indifferent, and countless distracting thoughts had disappeared.
Only in the eyes, there is still a little bit of unwillingness to be tricked by fate!
He held the Holy Fire Sword with both hands, and slashed down lightly out of thin air.
"boom!!!"
Immediately, the sword shadow in the air behind him also moved, and slashed downwards lightly, releasing a huge gray-white sword energy.
After cutting out this sword energy, the sword shadow became a little illusory.
But supplemented by the surge of spiritual energy, it quickly became solid again.
"Whizzing"
Almost at the moment when the sword energy was cut out, there was a strong sound of piercing through the air.
As soon as the majestic gray-white sword energy appeared, it traveled a long distance and appeared directly in front of Tang Tianbao.
Facing countless evil spirits and black skulls.Swept straight away.
"Puff puff"
The gray-white sword energy suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, and then there were slight cracking sounds one after another.
No matter what kind of evil spirit or what kind of skull, under the majestic power of gray sword energy, they are as fragile as paper.
After a breath, the gray-white brilliance subsided.
Looking around, there are no shadows of evil spirits and skulls anymore.
As for the gray-white sword energy, it turned into spiritual energy and dissipated, returning to the shadow of the sword.
……
……
"not good."
"This Foundation Establishment junior can really control the power of Lingbao?!"
Without holding back the slightest bit, the all-out blow of the magic weapon and supernatural power was broken, and the face of the black bone real person changed drastically.
He finally realized that Lingbao's edge, even if it was only a small part, was not something he could resist at all!
The next moment, Master Black Bone saw Tang Tianbao looking over with his calm eyes.
It seems to be telling, it's your turn!
Cooperating with the boundless power, Tang Tianbao, holding the holy fire sword, can extend the general trend even further.
With a plain glance, the black bone real person felt his heart sink, and he was out of tune with this world.
The dignified Golden Core cultivator, facing the Foundation Establishment cultivator, had a feeling of insignificance.
It was as powerless as facing Yuanying Zhenjun.
"This account can be settled later."
"But at the moment, the opponent's Lingbao is too powerful, so it's better to go first and not take any risks!"
The black bone real person's eyes flickered slightly.
The majestic Jindan Daoist had the idea of fleeing without a fight in the face of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he didn't feel ashamed at all.
As a demon cultivator, he takes reputation very lightly. When he thought of this, he quickly made up his mind.
At that moment, as soon as Daoist Black Bone raised his mana, he wanted to fly across the sky and escape.
However, when the mana was running, his figure didn't move at all, and he still stayed in the original air.
"not good!"
"This spirit treasure actually has the ability to condense space?!"
The black bone real person was shocked to find that the space around him had solidified at some point.
Even if the mana is running hard, it is extremely difficult to move.
As for the gray sword shadow behind Tang Tianbao, the air mechanism had locked him firmly, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
This golden core demon cultivator finally feels fear at this moment!
But at this moment, Tang Tianbao moved.
With the boundless power, and in line with the "heavy" general trend of the world and nature, he tightly grasped the holy fire sword in his hand, and slashed downward with all his might!
This sword, this person exhausted all his strength.
It seems to be venting in his heart, unwilling to face the sect's ill-fated fate, and swung his sword against fate!
Sword out without regret!
This sword seemed to carry the unpredictable power of heaven, and it felt irresistible.
At least from Liu Yu's point of view, if he faced it by himself, it would be difficult to resist no matter what, and he would not be able to escape the ending of being wiped out.
Unless, use the instant thousand-mile talisman to escape.
However, unlike ordinary people's naked eyes, in Liu Yu's spiritual sense, he saw something different.
Rather than saying that Tang Tianbao is controlling the holy fire sword, it is better to say that the holy fire sword is "moving by itself", and this person is only providing the necessary "tools" for consumption.
Most of the power that the holy fire sword exerted now is the result of arousing the aura of heaven and earth.
However, the power provided by Tang Tianbao only played a moderate role, less than one ten-millionth of the total amount.
In Liu Yu's spiritual sense, as the sword slashed with unpredictable power, the power on Tang Tianbao's body also slipped rapidly.
In just an instant, he fell to the peak of foundation establishment.
In another moment, he had already fallen below the foundation building realm, even weaker than a monk in the Qi refining period.
After one breath, his breath is not even comparable to that of a mortal.
Just like a candle that was burning normally, it suddenly burned violently, exhausting all the fuel in an instant.
Although the brilliance at that moment was extremely bright, after the brilliance, the candle was about to be extinguished.
Without fuel, the fire of life has burned to the end, and it is inevitable to extinguish it.
Liu Yu disagrees with this way of blooming in an instant and shining like a shooting star.
He doesn't want to be a shooting star, he can do whatever he wants, in the sky - the eternal scorching sun!
……
Tang Tianbao slashed with his sword vigorously, and the majestic gray sword shadow behind him also moved.
Following the invisible trajectory, he arrived at the top of the black bone real person in an instant.
With the mighty power like abyss like hell, it will turn the ants under the sword into dust in an instant!
"Do not!!!"
The real black bone roared loudly, using a lot of secret techniques that consumed the essence of the golden core, and finally regained a little mobility.
Although it is still impossible to escape, you can use means to try to resist after all, so that you won't sit still!
With a thought in his mind, a bone umbrella magic weapon was taken out from the storage ring, and it instantly swelled to a size of seven or eight feet, protecting himself under it.
With a thought again, the black flag magic weapon and the natal magic power were used one after another.
Numerous ghosts and countless skeletons appeared in an instant, rushing towards the gray and white sword shadow regardless of the cost, trying to resolve the catastrophe.
After doing this, the black bone real person has not stopped.
The means that are usually reluctant to be used, all kinds of expendable means are used at once, without the slightest concern for distressing.
At this time, the gray and white sword shadow as tall as a mountain had already begun to fall.
In line with Tang Tianbao's movements, the huge gray-white sword shadow of seventy to eighty feet slashed down slowly, but quickly.
The momentum of this sword is getting stronger and stronger!
In the next instant, a bright gray aura shone!
Rotten, dilapidated, withered.
In an instant, various ominous atmospheres enveloped the area for several miles.
The black bone real person experienced it the most. When the sword began to fall, it was extremely difficult to even breathe.
He could feel that his life, which was not much at all, began to pass away in months and years under this ominous atmosphere.
Under the gray-white sword shadow of the Gaoru mountain, even Jindan Daoist is extremely insignificant.
Any resistance seemed so insignificant.
There was no fierce confrontation, and the process of the gray-white sword shadow slashing downward was not blocked by anything, nor did it stop at all.
Any means of the black bone real person were completely destroyed.
When the aura subsided and the gray sword shadow dissipated, there was nothing left in place.
Ashes!
There was only one black flag, which fell to the ground in the distance, and several large holes were broken in the surface of the flag.
……
……
"Whoo~"
Liu Yu exhaled heavily.
Seeing the ashes and ashes of the black bone real person, and even Jin Dan did not escape, he was relieved.
The heartbeat that had been speeding up gradually returned to normal.
Looking at the instant thousand-mile talisman refined with "Silver Seal Script" in his hand, he smiled slightly and put it in his storage bag.
Afterwards, Liu Yu's heart moved, and he looked towards Tang Tianbao.
At this time, Tang Tianbao's breath of life was already extremely weak, even worse than that of ordinary people.
The long hair that was originally pitch black is now covered with gray spots;
The originally tall and strong body now looks a little stooped;
The originally plump flesh and blood became dry and thin;
The face that was originally flushed was now completely ashamed!
The energy and spirit seemed to be emptied in an instant, and even the eyes became cloudy, and the look in the eyes was dim.
The fire of life is about to go out!
"Huh~"
Tang Tianbao plunged the Holy Fire Sword into the ground, still holding the hilt tightly with both hands, and sat on the ground, gasping for breath, without the demeanor of a cultivator at all.
He sat on the ground blankly, staring at the yellow sand, as if he was remembering something.
He didn't even notice Liu Yu's arrival.
"Fellow Taoist Tianbao, do you still have a last wish?"
"If there is, you can tell it now, and Liu will try his best to help you."
After waiting for a long time, seeing the other party's breath of life getting weaker and weaker, but still immersed in memories, Liu Yu said.
It is not surprising that many people are caught up in memories before they die.
His voice was calm, and his hostility was temporarily restrained.
Since the other party is already a mortal person, it is not a bad idea to fulfill the other party's last wish for Lingbao.
If not too difficult.
After all, there is an inexplicable causal connection between the holy fire sword and this person.
If it is forcibly seized, it will not be recognized by the "sword spirit", then this sword may be just a decoration for a long time.
Hearing this, Tang Tianbao woke up from the memories, and his eyes recovered a little.
He glanced at Liu Yu and lowered his head again, as if he was thinking about something, but didn't answer for a long time.
Seeing this, Liu Yu didn't urge him.
Anyway, with the other party's current state of exhaustion, there is no threat to him at all, even if it is for the smooth "handover" of Lingbao, it doesn't hurt to be patient.
For Tang Tianbao, Liu Yu still recognized him.
Although he has a soft heart and is not a qualified leader, he is very responsible as a leader, and he does not choose to evade responsibility when things happen.
In this treacherous and changeable world of cultivating immortals, he is enough to be called a gentleman.
Although for the Sacred Fire Cult, such a leader is not sure whether it is a blessing or a disaster, but Liu Yu is still more willing to sit and discuss with such a monk.
Better than a sinister villain who could backstab at any time, right?
"Tianbao has no other wish, only one thing, and he is always worried about it."
"I hope Fellow Daoist Qingyang can agree."
As if remembering something very important, Tang Tianbao endured the physical pain and finished speaking in one breath.
The original hearty voice became hoarse and dry.
Liu Yu's heart moved, and he responded immediately without hesitation:
"Liu already understands what Fellow Daoist Tianbao thinks."
"I promise you."
"Then I'll leave it to Fellow Daoist Qingyang." Tang Tianbao said with some difficulty.
Afterwards, he stood up staggeringly and with difficulty, and with all his strength, he swiped the holy fire sword inserted into the yellow sand.
"puff"
At this time, Tang Tianbao's body was already extremely weak, and he might lose his vitality at any time, so he tremblingly handed the holy fire sword to Liu Yu.
Although he was exhausted, his wisdom was not lost, and he knew why the other party agreed so happily.
Does Tang Tianbao trust Liu Yu?
Do not!
It's just that he has no choice now.
"Buzz"
The holy fire sword glowed with a faint aura, and the blade trembled slightly, as if sensing that its master was about to die.
In this way, I express my grief and reluctance.
But it is still just a sword now, a sword that has just been tempered, and it can't change the status quo at all
Liu Yu grabbed the holy fire sword, but Tang Tianbao held it with all his strength, and refused to let go for a long time.
"Ugh"
After two or three breaths, he sighed heavily and let go of his palm.
"I hope Fellow Daoist Qingyang can remember what he said today, and he can do what he promised Tianbao."
"I implore fellow Taoists to ensure that the inheritance of the holy religion will not be destroyed!"
Immediately afterwards, Tang Tianbao seemed still uneasy, and continued to speak word by word, panting heavily.
In the eyes of this dying foundation cultivator, there was even a hint of pleading.
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Tianbao, as long as Liu is still alive, he will guarantee that the inheritance of the Sacred Fire Cult will never die."
"Liu, promise a thousand gold!"
This kind of belief that he was unwilling to give up before he died moved Liu Yu's heart, and he said it seriously.
For the sake of Lingbao, he is willing to accept this cause and effect, and this time he does not intend to backtrack.
Anyway, it is not very difficult to ensure the continuous inheritance of the Holy Fire Cult.
At that time, just randomly pick a few children with spiritual roots, give them some resources, and give some pointers to complete it, so why go back and forth?
Under normal circumstances, Liu Yu is quite trustworthy.
"Then Bao can go there with peace of mind."
"It's just that there is nothing to say to the ancestors of the holy religion"
Tang Tianbao muttered to himself, then remained silent.
"Fellow Tianbao, the above is your responsibility as the Holy Son."
"Then, do you have any last wishes?"
"Say it now, and Liu can try to help you."
Inserting the Holy Fire Sword into the ground, Liu Yu sat beside him and asked seriously.
Hearing this, Tang Tianbao looked reminiscent, flashing a flash of reminiscence and nostalgia, as if he had thought of something.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to give up.
"No no."
Choking with sobs and shaking his head, he didn't say a word twice, two lines of turbid tears flowed down, Tang Tianbao was already in tears.
"It seems that there is another tragic story behind this."
Liu Yu secretly thought, but he didn't continue to ask, leaving the last trace of decency for the monk in front of him.
In this situation, he couldn't help but think of a song from his previous life:
Wet with tears and pride,
The flames dyed the red eyes,
Using blood as an ink stick as a book;
silver plated armor,
The red silk flutters again,
for king
There was silence, time passed slowly, and Tang Tianbao's aura became weaker and weaker.
Suddenly, as if he had made some major decision, he said with difficulty:
"Friend Qingqingyang, the control method of the Holy Fire Order"
It can be seen that it is very difficult for Tang Tianbao to say a word now.
But for the Holy Fire Cult to be passed on better, he still held on and did not swallow his last breath.
It was difficult to tell out the sacred fire order control formula and secret realm news one by one.
In this way, Tang Tianbao struggled for another half an hour, and slowly told about the sacred fire order control formula and important news about the secret realm.
"Fellow Taoist Tianbao, Liu will remember what I said today."
After a few breaths of silence, Liu Yu said solemnly.
In fact, he wanted to obtain the news of the secret realm and the control formula of the holy fire order. It would be more convenient and quicker to use the soul search technique, and it would also give him more peace of mind.
It's just that Liu Yu didn't know why, and in the end he didn't choose the soul search technique.
"Thank you, Qing Qingyang."
"."
Tang Tianbao's eyes completely dimmed after speaking halfway through the words that sounded like a mosquito's chants.
In the spiritual sense, that faint flame has been completely extinguished.
"Clanging"
As if sensing the master's fall, the holy fire sword lit up with orange-red and gray-white aura, and made a slight sword cry.
Even though it was inserted into the ground, it was still trembling.
"Hey~!"
"Since ancient times, God's will has been high and difficult to ask."
Feeling the fate of the cultivators of the Sacred Fire Sect, Liu Yu sighed lightly, feeling sad for the death of a rabbit and a fox.
If everything is really arranged by fate, then should immortal cultivators abide by fate?
And how to resist?
For some reason, Liu Yu thought of a book from his previous life.
That Demon Lord, with the power of love, finally broke the shackles of fate.
What about yourself?
I can't really love anyone, so how can I break the arrangement of fate and achieve longevity or even eternity?
Sitting in the same place, Liu Yu thought silently, but thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out.
Clanking and clanging swords, I don't know when it stopped.
"."
Thinking to no avail, Liu Yu sighed again, then stood up.
Gently, he took off the storage bag on Tang Tianbao's waist.
At this time, there are more than a dozen high-grade storage items on his waist, even the "eight bags of elders" of a certain gang are far behind.
Scanning carefully with his spiritual sense, Liu Yu closed his eyes to make sure the surroundings were safe.
Touching the emerald green light spot of Niwan Palace with mind, he sent the extra storage bag into the world of Immortal Mansion, leaving only the original storage bag at his waist, and the spirit animal bag containing Xiaoqing.
The next moment, he opened his eyes.
"Fellow Tianbao, go with peace of mind."
"Liu will write a biography for you and take care of the inheritance of the Holy Fire Sect."
After speaking, Liu Yu popped out a fireball technique.
In the raging flames, Tang Tianbao's body turned into black ash, which was scattered in all directions by the wind.
It is in line with the teachings of the Holy Fire Cult:
Burn my remnant body, the holy fire!
What joy in life, what pain in death?
"puff"
Pulling out the holy fire sword, Liu Yu held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Can't feel the power of the vastness, this spirit treasure restrained all the magic again.
It's just that the appearance of this sword has changed again at some point. Compared with the beginning, it is completely different.
The original color of the bright yellow hilt and silver-white sword body has completely faded, and the whole body has turned into a dull gray.
The current attributes of this sword obviously deviate from the original intention of the Holy Fire Cult.
"3000 years of inheritance, painstaking efforts of more than ten generations of monks."
Liu Yu stared at the handed down sword.
It was this sword that brought misfortune to the Holy Fire Cult and made the Holy Fire Cult continue to weaken.
It was this sword that nearly disintegrated the current Holy Fire Cult, killing and injuring the Holy Son and core members.
To some extent, this is an unknown sword!
"The name Holy Fire Sword is not appropriate anymore."
Liu Yu stroked the blade of the sword, bowed his head and thought for a while, and finally said softly:
"The eyes are broken, and the holy fire is no longer."
"From now on, you will be called——Sword of Destruction."
PS: I asked for leave for three days in March, and I owed 1 words. Now I have made up [-] words, and there are [-] words left.
(End of this chapter)