The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Su Hanjin calmed down. She held the Heart Sword in her hand tightly. When she was in a daze, the skeleton frame just stared at her blankly. The mandibles closed and fell, and fell and closed again.

In fact, she knew that because of her body, she was very skilled with one mind and two purposes. Although she was in a daze, she did not forget to watch out for him.

He really seemed to have no ill will towards her. Perhaps the long-term loneliness made him curious and kept him looking at her. He is a bone and she is a living person. So he will be curious, curious in the long-term loneliness

While waiting, Ji will wait for someone with such a low cultivation base, who is still a woman.

Cut off his head? live for yourself? If it is Qiu Qianlin, if it is the real Qiu Qianlin, let her live for herself. Is the previous rushing command voice really Qiu Qianlin? If not, who would it be?

She didn't know, but she didn't want to struggle too much at this time.

She will live for herself, live for protection. As long as he is nourished by the soul, he will still appear in front of his eyes again, and all questions can be answered. With this thought, life is full of hope.

Su Hanjin looked up and looked at the skeleton again.

Perceiving her attention, Ye Minjun sighed, "I don't want to go. Is it possible to expect me to see you off? Look at the black hole, slowly shrinking."

I have nothing to give away, except for my formation, my spells, and my sword. He slowly added in his mind, but at that moment, he suddenly gave birth to the thought of passing on his lifelong learning before the soul completely dissipated, even if she was a woman, there was almost no possibility of learning. He wanted to pass it on, and when he was about to speak, he felt a sharp pain, like something terrible he had experienced before.

That was after he started the formation. What happened after killing thousands of creatures was the power of rules.

The power of rules? The obstruction of heaven? This thought shocked him, if he had doubts at the last moment. Now he can say without hesitation, that is the power of rules, one hundred thousand years of silence, that the power of rules has not let him go? Is it just because that formation doesn't belong to that interface, just because of his extraordinary talent, able to learn that formation? What kind of **** is this! Just when Ye Minjun's heart was unwilling to expand infinitely, it made him even more shocked that the direct fall of the mandible had happened.

The power of the rules is her. Instead of him. That was an unbearable blow, a blow that violated the heavens of this world, and it was also a blow that could only exist in the realm of the outside world. The thunder and lightning passed through the four long pillars, but when the resistance reached through the layers, Su Hanjin had already stepped into the black hole. Disappeared without a trace. And the black hole disappeared instantly.

Even if you want to erase this variable, you can't violate the rules. The thunder and lightning split the formation that had been sealed, and a crack in the sky caused the formation to once again have strands of aura. Although it is thin, it will always increase slowly.

"It's really a person who is against the sky, he can..."

"In comparison, isn't he much weaker?"

Jun Ye Min was a little bored at first, but waited for him to sense the spiritual energy of those heavens and earth. He laughed with his mandible in one hand, and inserted the sword into the bone again with the other. And at this moment, he saw a strand of hair on the pile of bones, with a phalanx wrapped around the hair.

That was his finger, Ye Minjun tied the phalanx to his hand, and tied it with that strand of black silk. It looked very funny. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the stone pillar in the distance, "Okay. She said someone will come, I'm looking forward to it."

At that time, he won’t be unable to set up a talisman because of a broken finger, and at that time he won’t be powerless to threaten him because of weakness. At that time, there is no despair in his heart. It was just that when he thought of this, he suddenly trembled, and the bone frame made a gurgling sound.

What an idiot, he is still so happy? Isn't the longevity lock on that woman able to hold that person's remnant soul? It is very likely that he can also hold him. As long as he can go out, it is convenient to find the body and the heir. Why bother to wait here foolishly.

Why didn't he think of it? Why did he forget it? Why didn't he remember it at all?

Jun Ye Min knocked his skull annoyedly, "Is it because I have no brains?"

The previous joy was concealed by the current regret. He poked the bones fiercely, feeling that the depression in his heart could not be relieved.

All right……

Is someone really coming?

I hope someone will come, no matter who it is, he will pit him hard. Ye Min Jun thought bitterly.

...

Why can't I remember it, because this is the story that has already happened in the original text, and it is the story before the Kengwen, he must wait here, waiting for the arrival of the destined person. That was an established trajectory that could not be broken. Su Hanjin actually knew that he had guessed it when he asked that it was you and then said that it was not you.

So she also asked casually if she could save it. Since he refused, she left.

Where she came from and where she was going back, she had to go back, back to the Canghai Realm.

...

The sea world.

It is a winding mountain road with steep cliffs on both sides, and the morning light shines on the winding and steep mountain road, making every stone step there appear sharp as a sword. The sword shadow burned, splitting the blue sky and white clouds.

Many people stood at the bottom of the mountain, looking at the mountain road from a distance, watching the figures on the mountain road struggling, watching them step on the kendo, the blood flowing under their feet, leaving a dark red mark on the stone steps.

Even so far away, those figures and blood stains were clearly printed in their eyes. At the end of the mountain road, in the clouds on that day, is the most mysterious and powerful sword mound in the world.

The top of the mountain is filled with clouds and mist, they can't see the sword tomb, but they still won't look away.

"Jiang Yunya, aren't you going over?" Xuan Qing sighed, what else he wanted to say, but he also felt that it was useless to say more, and his heart was heavy, which made him feel extremely depressed.

The three major sword factions competed for the sword mound, and the Sky Profound Sword Sect was undoubtedly the one that suffered the most, and most of the disciples in the gate were injured. The number of people is also short of a lot. This time the sword mound is in power, and I am afraid that they have no chance with them.

It's just that at this time, they are no longer concerned about Jian Tomb.

As long as his apprentice can live. It doesn't matter whether the sword mound is the sword mound or not. Xuan Qing sighed faintly, he looked at Jiang Yunya who was sitting holding a sword. The sigh is heavier.

He didn't go in, he was waiting for her.

However, he is a sword slave, and if he stays here for a while, he will suffer more ridicule.

"There is no one in the Profound Sky Sword Gate, so I actually found a sword slave to make up the number."

"You can't say that, they were attacked by the magic way." A female disciple retorted in a low voice.

"Then this sword slave is with them anyway, this time he came to participate in the sword tomb competition. Why did he bring a sword slave? I heard that his master is a shameless and vulgar female cultivator. Is it possible to vent it?"

"Don't say, this sword slave is so born..." the other disciple who answered the conversation slowly said. It took a long time before he murmured: "It's no wonder that the juniors are all fascinated when they grow up like that. Even me, I don't dare to watch more." There are a lot of ironic things to say, but at this moment, I can't say it.

It was a painting made by God's fingers, and his handsome eyebrows were impeccably perfect. At this time, he was sitting under the tree with his eyes closed, showing no response to everything around him.

However, all the light and all the good will not leave him, the morning sun shines on him. The fluttering catkins landed on his shoulders. Even the flowers, birds and butterflies on the tree did not want to leave, but they did not dare to fall, as if they were afraid of disturbing the person under the tree.

The sight of the juniors was also unwilling to leave. He rolled his eyes. Looking at the crazy eyes behind him, he sighed silently.

At this moment, someone smiled and said, "Walking ahead is Han Kong of my Hanhai Sword Sect." That is Elder Chen of the Hanhai Sword Sect. This time he touched his beard and smiled: "This kid Han Kong, so If you’ve worked hard for a long time and got Feijian’s approval, it depends on your chances. It’s better to reserve more energy and use it after you really enter the sword grave."

There was a little bit of complaint in his words, but the corners of his eyes and brows were smiling, and he looked extremely proud.

"Head of Ling, your Immortal Sword Sect's Le Qingcheng is also ranked second, only two steps behind, that Le Qingcheng has such a cultivation level at a young age, so he should be happy, why is it so sad?"

Elder Chen was indeed happy, because this time, their Hanhai Sword Sect took the lead. Deng Tianchi didn't choose the son of the heaven before, and then I heard that he was progressing so fast that he was a little worried, but I didn't know that he disappeared that day.

As for the Sky Profound Sword Sect, it was severely injured this time, and even the head of the sword was seriously injured, and the sword slaves were all the places to enter the sword tomb. Such a sect is no longer worthy of the same name as them. Thinking of this, Elder Chen chuckled again, "Ling chief, look at the two leading men, handsome men and women, and they are both top geniuses in this world. It's better to make a couple of immortals and make a good relationship."

The Fairy Sword Sect did intend to win over the Hanhai Sword Sect, but it was definitely not the best female disciple in the Sect to marry him into the Sword Sect. Ling Yun was in a bad mood at first, and he didn't want to say more at this time. Instead, he said indifferently: "All of this will be the master of Qingcheng."

Qingcheng's master is naturally his daughter. At this time, she is looking for Jin Zhongliang, because she has lost a lot of weight because of worries.

This answer made Elder Chen's narrow eyes of the Hanhai Sword Sect squinted slightly. He no longer said more, but continued to look at the silhouettes on the mountain road, the clouds and mists were lingering, and the naked eye could not see it, but his consciousness was firmly locked. There, "It's still more than 20 steps before Han Kong can reach the top."

He turned his head and said casually, "Oh, Le Qingcheng of your fairy sword gate is one step behind."

This kind of aptitude, rationing my teacher-nephew Han Kong to give you enough face, you have to shirk. Elder Chen was extremely unhappy, and when he wanted to say a few more words, he turned around and let out a startled suspicion. Then he looked at the real person Zixiao of the Profound Sky Swordsman and said: "Real person Zixiao, your apprentice is not bad, and he has caught up."

Zi Lingyun's feet began to ooze blood, but she didn't feel any pain at all. She was just thinking, if she falls behind, will she be ridiculed by her uncle?

She could lose to many people, to the uncle, and even to her sword slaves, but at this time, she didn't want to lose to these outsiders.

You can't lose even if you die!