Kowloon pull coffin

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This heavy sword was forged in the golden and iron realm of Kunwu Mountain, and it weighs [-] jin.

Chun Jun carried it lightly on his body, as if nothing.

The epee is golden in color, engraved with the mysterious runes of the Three Swords of the Ancient Times.

This heavy sword, Chunjun hadn't formed yet during the Battle of Buzhou Mountain. After the battle, Jiang Xueyang realized that Chunjun's Gengjin Qi could not cope with the frequent outbreaks of sword Qi in the ancient times, so he specially tailored it for her. .

It can be seen from this that even though I, Jiang Xueyang, the devil, is not as intelligent and strategic as Murong Yuanrui and Xie Liuyun, I still have her uniqueness.

The soldiers in Beidou Guixu Courtyard have not relaxed their minds due to the stalemate with the army of the underworld for many days.

Seeing us at this time, the tension in my heart is considered to be relaxed.

Seeing me, Chun Jun twitched his lips slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Daozu, you want to use the Three Thousand Miles Sword, why don't you take me with you."

"I was negligent and forgot to call you." I rubbed Chunjun's hair and said.

"Hmph." Chun Jun's face turned cloudy.

Chun Jun's kendo comes from me, this time I used the Three Thousand Miles Sword, she can see the sword and feel it.

As the old saying goes, a gentleman does not suffer from infinity, and if he sees big things, he will have big things.

Although Chunjun can't fuse the three ancient swords into one, she has her own unique way of practice. If the three swords are cultivated to the extreme at the same time, the power is not much worse than mine.

The fusion of three swords into one can cut out the original power of chaos, and each sword can also cut out the original power of chaos, but it is slightly inferior to the terrifying explosive power after the fusion of three swords.

However, the fusion of the three swords also has its disadvantages. The disadvantage is that the sword cannot be taken lightly, because each sword consumes a huge amount of divine sense.Take the sea of ​​swords, the origin of chaos, as an example, a sea of ​​swords can make me fall into a weak state.

Fengzhu came to help me locate the position of the Yin Division army, Chun Jun came to watch the sword and understand the way of swordsmanship, and A Li and Xihe were just to watch the fun.

Seeing Chunjun and I getting close, Ali looked at me quietly and said, "Brother Xie Lan, did you become estranged from me when I grew up?"

A Li has indeed grown up, and she is no longer the Dongyi tribe girl she was back then.

I used to be the closest to her. After she grew up, it seems that I haven't been close to her for a long time.

A girl who has grown up has her own concerns and a person she loves.

Looking at Ali, I couldn't help thinking of Aofeng.

After the battle in the ancient land of Miaojiang, Aofeng became a truly responsible man.

Once the beauties were young and the heroes were young.Now Ali has grown up, and so has Aofeng.

Tao does not say longevity, I have never cared about the passage of time.

Only at the moment when Yuhua left me, I felt the darkness of fleeting years, and it turns out that decades have passed in a hurry without knowing it.

Facing A Li's questioning, I suddenly became alarmed that many things and many people would never go back.

Things are people and nothing is done, and tears shed first.

The only thing that remains unchanged is my identity, I am the Patriarch of Demon Dao.

"Ali, you will always be my sister in my heart."

"Brother Xie Lan, I know that you and my master are very tired after sister Yuhua left. What I want to say is that the magic way belongs to all of us, not yours alone. On the battlefield, we are eternal red Disciples of the demonic way, outside the battlefield, we are a family." Ali said emotionally.

After listening to the silence, I was infinitely moved in my heart.

Back then, the patriarch of the Demon Dao had to go too far alone, so he could only bid farewell to the world alone in the end.

I am different, I have been fighting with Mo Dao from the beginning to the end.

They are demon disciples and my brothers and sisters.

The empress said that the way of magic is my own way of magic.

At that time, I didn't refute her because my experience was not deep enough. Now I want to tell her that the magic way is not my own way, but the way of thousands of magic way disciples.

With the departure of the general who broke the army, the magic way will not die, and likewise, if I leave, the magic way will not die either.

As long as there is one demon disciple alive, the demon will never perish.

In fact, in the 3000 years since the end of the last Conferred God War, the magic way has never disappeared.Although there were some unsteady demonic disciples who betrayed them, those demonic disciples who were truly moved by the teachings of the patriarch of the demonic way persisted and never left.

Ali said these words, like a ray of moonlight, illuminating my heart.

My sword is not to fight for the front, but to protect, to protect the homeland of the Demon Dao.

Be the enemy of the way of heaven and protect the common people in the world.

Thinking of this, my heart is full of pride, and my chest is full of sword intent.

"Wind Master, lock the position of the Yin Division Army for me."

"As ordered."

Moments later, the wind master stretched out a finger and pointed to the northeast.

I pulled out Kunlun Snow, bursting out with sword intent, and slashed out with all my strength.

This sword is powerful and majestic.

The endless stream of swords of the three ancient swords rushed towards the direction pointed by the wind master.

Sensing the killing intent in my sword, the Yin Division army hastily gathered to protect the magic circle.

Then, the murderous intent contained in my sword has surpassed that of the strongest Taoist ancestor, and it is a scattered and indiscriminate attack. Even if Ksitigarbha Tianzun and Zhou Qi jointly deal with it, they cannot completely intercept it.

The north wind blows the ground and the white grass breaks, Hu Tian blows snow in August, suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom.

The one who casts the sword is Xie Lan, the patriarch of the demonic way.

The name of the sword is Kunlun Snow.

The majestic and majestic sword energy fell on the army of the Yin Division like a snowfall.

When the snow fell, millions of Yin soldiers were wiped out.

The Yin Division army retreated a thousand miles.

The result I want is that within three thousand miles, there will be no strong enemies in the evil way, and seeing Zhou Qi still refuses to stay away, I will strike again.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and brought another baptism of life and death to the army of the Yin Division.

After this sword, the Yin Division army retreated thousands of miles.