Su Yiwen Lingzhao

"Tianji, in front of Master Su, you dare to play with your charm, how is it different from courting death?"

At the same time, there was a stiff and dry voice deep in the hole.

"Really Su... Master Su?"

The eyes of the purple-sleeved woman widened, and there was a hint of fear at the corners of her eyebrows.

"Go in."

Su Yi pointed at the Heavenly Mandate Lotus Lantern.

"Yes!"

"This..."

Fei Changting, who had a panoramic view of all this, was full of disbelief, "Master Su? Is it really..."

Cui Changan said: "I told you before that if you lose under Su Gongzi's hands, you will die, and you can die well. It is an honor to die, and it is worth dying. Now, do you understand?"

Fei Changting swallowed hard, slumped to the ground, and muttered: "It is rumored that five hundred years ago, that person... had passed away... how could this be? …”

…

Top of Tianding Mountain.

"Old reptile, it's your turn."

Su Yi spoke.

"Master Su is not worried, after the old man went out, some accidents happened?"

Deep in the hole, the shriveled voice said.

"You can try it at your own risk."

Su Yi said indifferently.

There was silence in the depths of the cave.

Cui Changan was awe-inspiring, his eyes surging, and he became alert.

To the profound and secluded realm of great perfection, the ferocity of its might, shaking the universe!

The Tianding Mountain was shaking, and the Zhou Tian Zhuxie Formation covering it seemed to be unable to support it.

Su Yi frowned, raised his hand and pressed it on the sword hilt in the center of the Taoist altar.

Boom!

It was clearly visible that an incomparable sword force spread out, merged into the power of Zhou Tian’s Execution of Evil Formation, and suppressed the strange power in one fell swoop.

At the same time, a muffled groan came from the depths of the cave.

"In this invisible battle, the old reptile is afraid that it has suffered a secret loss!"

Cui Changan's eyes flashed.

"Master Su, don't misunderstand, I just want to try, whether Master Su is the Master Su that the old man knows. After all, compared with the past, Master Su now has a better cultivation base. Not even close."

The shriveled voice sounded.

"Any offense, should I be punished?"

Su Yi said lightly.

After a while of silence, the dry voice came out: "Master Su, after so many years, you don't want to call me a 'daoist friend', until now, you still regard me as a prisoner, It really **** me off…”

In the voice, there is endless emotion.

"I said before, you don't deserve it."

Su Yi laughed.

When he spoke, he pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword and exerted force with his palm fingers.

Boom!

The roar of the sword is surging, the sword is rushing into the sky, covering the Tianding Mountain

Don't show a ghost.

It is the old reptile Styx Dragon King, the purple-dressed woman Tianji demon emperor, the Confucian robe man old and poor, and the ancestor of the Demonic tribe Fei Kongtong.

At this point, Su Yi didn't hesitate any longer, raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword on the Taoist platform, and pulled it out.

Clang!

"So, this is the true face of Qingying Sword..."

Cui Changan couldn't help but look surprised.

In Su Yi's hand, a Dao sword is clear and ethereal, as illusory as light and shadow, as bright as the bright moon in the sky, and the clear light pours from the sword body, and the pervading breath is so powerful that it makes one's heart tremble.

This is the Qingying Sword, it used to accompany Su Yi to fight the Nether, and also slaughtered the heads of many enemies!

After 30,000 years, the Qingying Sword was born at this moment!

Om!

The Qingying Sword was trembling, as if cheering with joy.

Su Yi felt relieved, but felt helpless.

With his current Daoism, he is far from being able to control the Qingying Sword, nor can he display the true power of this sword.

However, it is more than enough to suppress those old monsters.

Su Yi flicked his fingers.

Ripple ripples appeared on the body of the Qingying Sword, which suddenly became three inches in size. Su Yi raised his hand and placed it at the wick of the Tianyu Lotus Lamp, which looked like a faceless Buddha.

At first glance, it looks like a Buddha holding a sword and sitting alone on a lotus platform, which is quite miraculous.

Su Yi put away the Heavenly Mandate Lotus Lantern.

Similarly, if there is no clear shadow sword, Su Yi will have to spend a lot of effort in order to deter those old monsters.

Without further delay, Su Yi stepped down from Tianding Mountain.

"I'll go first, remember not to reveal what happened tonight."

Su Yi ordered.

Cui Changan solemnly commanded: "Don't worry, Uncle Su!"

Su Yi turned away.

Watching Su Yi disappear, Cui Changan looked back at Fei Changting and said indifferently, "Let's continue."

Fei Changting was obviously dead, and said in a bitter tone: "You are right, a person like my generation can be defeated by the sword master Xuanjun, even if he dies, he will have no regrets. now..."

…

It was late at night when Su Yi left the Ruins of Judgment Division.

Tonight, he obtained the Heavenly Mandate Lotus Lantern and the Dutian Blood Furnace from the pawnshops of the heavens, two treasures that slay evil spirits.

Tonight, in the Ruins of the Judgment Division, he suppressed the four old monsters in the Tianyu Lotus Lantern and took away the Qingying Sword that had guarded Tianding Mountain for 30,000 years.

"In addition to the power of the Wandao tree of the Cui family, the two stone statues of Xiezhi and Bihua in front of the gate of Ziluo City, when the Ten Thousand Lantern Festival comes a month later, it will be enough to Defuse any sudden disaster..."

Su Yi thought of this, and his body and mind relaxed.

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