Pokemon: Team Rocket

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In the final battle, the long swords collided, and the single scabbard was thrown away by the huge force of Shadow Falling into the Water.

However, Ying Luoshui's eyes showed a stern light, his body moved, and he grasped the hilt of the single scabbard.

bang.

The next moment, the man and the sword merged into one, and the moment he held the scabbard, Ying Luoshui's aura suddenly changed.

An incomparably sharp aura gradually rose from his body.

The surrounding ground began to vibrate, and it seemed that they couldn't bear the momentum of the shadow falling into the water, and the single scabbard in his hand also shone brightly.

Looking carefully, Ying Luoshui was holding the single scabbard in his hand, and a sword-shaped phantom formed by a line of blood was gradually condensing.

In Ye Tong's sight, the combat power of the single scabbard rose rapidly, from 1500 to 3000, from 3000 to 6000, then 10000, and finally turned into a question mark.

"Shadow Falling into the Water, has truly stepped into the realm of the gods."

In Ye Tong's mind, Likongzao's slightly shocked voice sounded.

"He got the approval of that single scabbard, and entered this level of realm together with it."

"Fuck, you've entered the divine realm." Hearing the voice of Li Kongzao, Ye Tong was also shocked.

"System prompt: The task of rescuing the shadow falling into the water is completed."

In front of him, it seemed that along with the system's notification sound, the original sharp aura on Ying Luoshui's body gradually dissipated as the sound fell.

Going to see Ying Luoshui again, at this moment, the sharp aura like a sharp sword is completely gone. Instead, it is in an extremely gentle state, without any waves.

It looked like a kind old man.

"Back to basics? This is it."

Seeing the changes in Ying Luoshui, Ye Tong also confirmed that he should have reached the realm of legend in the true sense.

In other words, the single scabbard of 1500, plus the Juggernaut that was originally close to 14000, it seems that it really just jumped over the 15000 realm of the gods.

"15000."

Thinking of this number, Ye Tong looked at the old man beside him.

Good guy, relying on this stupid criticism, what year will it take me to reach 15000 and break through the realm of the gods.

"call?"

Hearing Ye Tong's question, Lao Jie retorted and waved his hands violently.

Is it my fault?If you want to be half as good as this old man, plus me, wouldn't that be enough?

"what?"

Hearing this, Ye Tong was taken aback for a moment, and then scratched his head.

Dude, this makes a lot of sense...

pat, pat.

Just when Ye Tong was deep in thought, Ying Luoshui walked over from a distance and looked at Ye Tong with a smile on his face.

"Boy, thank you for telling me that there is a single scabbard here."

"It's nothing." Ye Tong quickly shook his head, looked at the lone scabbard in Ying Luoshui's hands, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Speaking of which, this lone scabbard has lived for thousands of years, why hasn't it evolved?"

"I remember that the single scabbard seems to have evolved into a double scabbard and then evolved into a sword monster with a shield..."

"It's different." Hearing Ye Tong's words, Ying Luoshui shook his head.

Lifting up the solitary scabbard, Ying Luoshui said softly: "This solitary scabbard was formed because of a great battle in ancient times, and then a sword on the battlefield absorbed some special powers similar to souls around it. "

"The power it absorbs has a lot of memories about the way of the sword, so in the long years, in order to keep the integrity of the way of the sword in memory, it has always maintained the posture of a single scabbard."

"War in ancient times?" Hearing this sentence, Ye Tong narrowed his eyes, looked at the surrounding space, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Isn't this the site of the temple? Did it already exist in ancient times?

"Does it still remember who or what elves participated in that ancient war?" Ye Tong asked.

"I don't remember it. It has formed its own consciousness over the long years. Except for the things about swordsmanship, many of them have been forgotten." Ying Luoshui shook his head, "Those memories from ancient times are only vaguely remembered."

"Oh, that's right." Ye Tong nodded, "Didn't the people in the temple find it in such a long time?"

Hearing Ye Tong's question, Ying Luoshui showed a smile on his face, passed by Ye Tong, and came to the dilapidated murals next to him.

He paced around, and soon came to a vacancy.

Lifting the single scabbard, the vacancy was just filled by the single scabbard.

"It has been sleeping in this mural. If I hadn't noticed the sword intent on my body, I might not even be able to find it."

"Inside the mural?"

Hearing this sentence, Ye Tong showed a look of shock, and looked at the mural on the wall.

Good guy, could it be that the things painted on the murals here are all disguised by the elves themselves?

"Good guy, this elf looks mighty and extraordinary at first glance, come here."

Saying that, Ye Tong also walked towards a place with murals, looking at the mighty and extraordinary elves above, Ye Tong stuck his waist in, and drank in response.

But obviously, the mural did not move.

"Is it possible that such an elf is sleeping here?"

Ye Tong was helpless, but he didn't struggle too much, and he didn't have much hope at first.

"Forget it, it seems that I am not worthy."

Sighing, Ye Tong was about to turn around when suddenly, a line of text gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

"Super ancient rumbling rock (sleeping) level: ??? Combat power: 6120."

"Fuck?"

Seeing this line of writing, Ye Tong was taken aback, and when he looked at the seemingly abstract mural in front of him, he could already see the appearance of Long Longyan.

"Is this Nima really there?"

Looking at this Longlong Rock, Ye Tong turned around quickly, his eyes swept across the murals present, and stayed one after another.

Some murals are real murals, but some murals are sleeping ultra-ancient disguises. There are quite a few of them, at least four or five!

"So many super ancient elves, why are they all sleeping here?" Looking at the slightly shocking scene in front of him, Ye Tong turned his head to look at Ying Luoshui.

Ying Luoshui looked at the single scabbard in his hand, and soon, as if he got the answer from the single scabbard, Ying Luoshui looked at Ye Tong again.

"These elves seem to be elves left from ancient times. They love peace and don't want to fight or coexist with humans, so they have been sleeping here."

"Oh, you can sleep voluntarily." Hearing this, Ye Tong nodded, it was the first time he heard that the super ancient elves would sleep voluntarily.

Generally speaking, most of these dying ultra-ancient elves have lost their minds. Except for those controlled by humans, they basically aim to destroy humans.

The Hudi Genggui at the beginning, and the Megalodon Shark later, basically have a lot of hatred for humans.

"Then let's wait for them to fall asleep."

Saying that, Ye Tong nodded, ready to go out.

Anyway, these ultra-ancient elves are not very strong. Since they don't want to coexist with humans, there is no need to subdue them.

Seeing Ye Tong seem to leave decisively, behind him, Ying Luoshui was stunned for a moment.

According to his understanding, in order to obtain powerful elves, even elves like Dialga, who control the origin, have to take the elf balls up for a try, but he just let these elves go.

"I'm still blaming this kid a little bit." After a while, Ying Luoshui smiled, watched Ye Tong's back and followed.

pat, pat.

In the passage, the footsteps of the two resounded, Ye Tong saw Ying Luoshui's calm look now, and suddenly became interested.

"Well, old Juggernaut, you have already broken through the limit of swordsmanship."

"By the way, when will you teach me two more moves about your swordsmanship? I have almost learned the sword-drawing technique you secretly drew for me last time..."

"Have you finished learning the sword drawing technique?" Hearing Ye Tong's words, Ying Luoshui showed a smile on his face.

"I'm done learning, I'll tell you the truth, I learned this sword-drawing technique every day in prison." Ye Tong replied, quite complacent.

"Show the show."

Ying Luoshui replied, throwing the previous saber out of his hand.

Ye Tong caught the sword, and immediately, a strange expression appeared on his face.

"exhibit?"