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"Ling Yan?" Ling Du asked with a gaping mouth.

"That's right, that's it. When the ancestor died, he swallowed the spirit stone. and pass it on to the second master. " The Xuan Sword seemed to have become much more clear-headed.

"When did Ancestor come here?" The Spirit was more concerned about this issue.

"I remember it in the past, but I've forgotten about it now." Xuan Jian replied helplessly.

Forgot... Bullying your master to destroy your ancestors. "How did you know it was my body?"

Xuan Jian laughed: "I am sure. Don't you feel a familiar smell? That's your specialty. You and Junior Apprentice Sister have an unshakable relationship, and this is the place where you can release yourselves from your hassle. " He knew a lot.

His words seemed to make a lot of sense. Ling Du asked, "You felt it too?"

Xuan Jian squinted his eyes and nodded, "How about it? How about I help you?"

What an evil expression, a madman should not learn to deceive others. Ling Jun also wanted to make use of him. "I'm afraid of danger, but even you can't stop him. If I go, wouldn't I be courting death?"

The mysterious sword said with a smirk, "What a joke. How could a coffin stand against me? Rest assured and be bold. Do you see the black spots under the ice coffin? That was the source of his power. Grab it and you'll be successful. "

Do you think I'm a fool? I've been a Saint before, after all. The ice coffin relied on its senses to sense the changes in its surroundings. To get close to the ice coffin, he had to avoid the black dot. It was you who caught it. What has to do with me. You must be familiar with it by now. An ice coffin could imitate the aura of an intruder. Ling Jun asked, "Senior, what advice do you have?"

"I studied it for ten thousand years and finally found out that the barrier protecting the ice coffin disappeared for four hours during the first ten thousand days of my life. Its strength would be reduced to its weakest state. When you get your power, I'll get the ice coffin. " Xuan Jian's eyes burned with excitement.

This sort of moment was quite long. After ten thousand years, just how many chances would there be? "I was so lucky to encounter its weakest day upon arriving?" It's that simple? " Ling Jun did not believe it at all.

"Simple? Do you know how much research I've done? How many people will have to be sacrificed to understand its secret? " The Xuan Sword didn't mind divulging its secret at all.

Indeed, you want me to be your cannon fodder. "How many he had killed, how many days he had spent like this." Raised to be a homicidal maniac, it is a miracle that the Profound Heaven Palace did not go extinct! " "The plan is to retreat." After we get it, will it seal us here and not let us out? "

"Idiot, it's all ours now, what power is there to stop us from going out? Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. You have obtained Junior Sister Xuantian's ability, so you can be considered to be in the same sect. " The sword did not change his smile.

It was hard to hide the hatred and hatred in his words. You're not crazy! Ling Yu made a definite judgment. The last few words of the profound sword caused him to feel a chill on his back. He was glad that the Mysterious Sword had a plan to seize the treasure; otherwise, he would have died a long time ago.

Madness was just a cover, and Ling Jun could probably guess the reason for his madness: in order to escape from his fellow disciples' wrath and retribution. Only a crazy person would do something so outrageous as refining his own ancestor. Most infuriating of all, he spoke of his evil deeds with a sense of accomplishment. Perhaps the person who could do such a thing was already crazy.

"When the time comes, first release the treeman and activate your absolute comprehension. If you can't cooperate, you will be able to obtain the power of the ice coffin." The Xuan Sword revealed his strategy.

Releasing the wutong tree is not a difficult matter, but the problem is how can you also lose your strength? Ling Jun asked, "Senior is such a powerful being, but you're still afraid of the ice coffin. What kind of ability does it have?"

"Bullshit, I'm not afraid of him. I respect him as my grandmaster." Xuan Jian's face was filled with disdain and great hatred, not caring about the matter of deceiving Master to exterminate the ancestors at all.

You even know that it is a grandteacher? Ling Jun continued to ask, "He is the ancestor of our sect, so you should know something about him."

"Nonsense, who said he's the ancestor? At most, he's the ancestor's friend." The Xuan Sword denied his words.

It's no use playing dumb. He thought to himself. It was true that he did not dare to use his true strength, but was he confident that he could take one of his blows? As long as he could take one blow, the ice coffin would take care of him. "Towards those who want to steal from me, I will not show any mercy." What kind of friends did your forefathers have? "

Xuan Jian frowned and said: "You lucky brat, Junior Sister is actually willing to give up half of her power." How come you haven't become a saint? " He was obviously evading the question of Spirit.

Half of his power ? Ling Jun instantly lost his temper. He also did not know why Xuan Tian only had this little bit of power left on his body. As for Mystic Heaven, he didn't want to think too much about it. She was both the real killer of the East Tower and its true form. Sad that she was always inclined to help her get out of the situation.

"You're that cloud, right?" Mystic Sword sized up Ling Jun as he spoke in a carefree manner. He didn't show any hatred at all.

They wanted to know how much the Xuan Sword knew. However, there was still less than a quarter of an hour before noon. He had to prepare himself to defend against an attack from a Saint. " "Yes."

"That's right, haha, don't be nervous, this ice coffin is ours." "After ten thousand years, I finally got you." The profound sword stood facing the ice coffin. His hands were clenched into fists, and his expression was extremely complicated. Killing intent circulated in his heart.

How much power have you absorbed in ten thousand years? Ling Jun sighed with emotion as well. Power truly made people desperate.

The standing profound sword was truly like a sword that stood alone between heaven and earth. The wind did not move, the rain did not sway. He remained the same, regardless of how old the world was. Ling Du really wanted to have a good fight with him. This kind of person should be fighting to the point of destroying him in both body and spirit. But reality did not allow it, and yet his spirit still prepared a series of good fruits for him.

Time passed quickly as Xuan Jian suddenly said, "Release!"

As per the agreement, Ling Du summoned out the Wutong Tree. He had absolute control over it first. Receiving the attacks of loneliness and emptiness, the Gui Yuan Laws all struck towards the profound sword.

"You dare to set me up?" Xuan Kong still had not lost his ability to move even after enduring the three Laws. His two hands had already turned into swords that pointed straight at Ling Jun.

"Not only did I plot against you, I also wanted to kill you." Ling Du shouted, and the blue hall was instantly engulfed by the golden light. Boom! Boom! Boom! A thunderous explosion resounded in the air as a huge and terrifying golden sword light came slashing straight at the mysterious sword.

With a rumbling sound, the Mystic Sword's two hands blocked the Ruler of Spirit's Sword from releasing the Thunder Slash. The ground under his feet cracked. Violent sword Qi crazily rushed towards the ice coffin.

Spirit also had moves to follow, a deliberate sword, the Autumn Water Sword. Both swords aimed straight for the heart of the profound sword. The ice coffin had already erupted, but Xuan Jian had no intention of attacking. Ling Du's mind stirred as he cast his shadow illusion.

Xuan Jian's pupils contracted as he looked at Xuan Tian! "Junior Sister, I didn't kill Master."

Puchi, the two swords struck the xuan sword at the same time, both of them were happy, okay, you still killed your own master? Today, I'll clean up the mess for the Profound Heaven Palace. "Xuan Jian, why aren't you cutting your own throat to apologize?"