Forced Vest [Rebirth]

Stopping in front of the fragments of the Qingxiao Sword, Feng Zhiyuan raised his hand suspiciously, and picked up a fragment: "Master, the sword intent that attracted me came from this broken sword."

Feng Zhiyuan picked up the pieces of Qingxiao Sword, and the whole sword tower suddenly shook.

At the same time, the fragments of the Qingxiao sword were suspended, attracting the powder that the Fentian sword had turned into.

The blade fragments and powder were mixed together, and the sword energy surged from the sword tower, converging towards the two artifacts that were crushed by Feng Xuzhi himself.

The sword intent became more and more tyrannical, and after being compressed to the extreme, a phoenix cry sounded.

Immediately, a roar resounding like a deer's cry resounded through the sword tower, and a black unicorn appeared next to the phantom of the phoenix.

The phoenix and the unicorn cuddled close together, and then, the phoenix and the unicorn simultaneously turned into raging flames, engulfing the two broken swords.

"Master, what's going on!"

Feng Zhiyuan was stunned and asked in surprise.

A gleam flashed across Feng Xuzhi's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up: "The whole sword tower is trembling, and the sword energy is rushing here. It seems that I killed the evil spirit that should have died long ago. He and Qingxiao Sword are no longer possessed by evil spirits, and only then did they show their true faces."

The fire of the phoenix is ​​the fire of Nirvana, and the black unicorn means auspiciousness in a desperate situation. The simultaneous appearance of the two is in line with what the two evil spirits said-Qing Xiao and Fen Tian are indeed ancient artifacts with the ability to shake the sky.

The golden red flames burned more and more intensely, and after a while, as Feng Ming and Qilin roared, two beams of light flew out of the flames, and flew in front of Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan.

Feng Xuzhi raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to hold the golden-red light cluster in front of him.

The moment the ball of light was held in the hand, the ball of light elongated, and then, an epee with a width of about an inch and a length of more than ten feet was formed with a cold light.

"Om-"

After the sword body was formed, it buzzed.

From the hilt held by Feng Xuzhi, bloody lines snaked downward, the blade turned red, and a vivid phoenix shadow appeared on the sword.

Phoenix opened his eyes, the golden phoenix eyes met Feng Xuzhi's eyes, and a cry resounded through the sword tower.

Feng Xuzhi smiled: "Fen Tian, ​​I didn't expect to kill the evil spirit attached to your sword spirit in order to restore you to your original appearance. I didn't realize this, and it was my mistake to let your artifact be dusted for so many years. "

That's right, those two souls who pretended to be Sword Master Fentian and Sword Master Qingxiao were not sword masters at all, but the remnant souls of ferocious beasts attached to the blade and relying on the power of the sword spirit.

Those two remnant souls were powerful evil beasts that devoured part of the original sword master's soul memory in the battle of the ancients. Yuan and the others took them out of the sword tower that suppressed them, and then looked for an opportunity to take them away.

It's just that he didn't expect that Feng Xuzhi didn't take the usual path, and directly destroyed the sword blades supported by the two evil spirits. The evil spirits had nowhere to hide and were killed on the spot.

Without the evil spirit attached to the sword spirit, Fen Tian and Qing Xiao truly showed the original appearance of the ancient artifact through the recasting of the new master's soul.

Feng Xuzhi put away Fen Tian, ​​and signaled Feng Zhiyuan to take out Qing Xiao.

Feng Zhiyuan nodded, and raised his hand to hold the cyan light ball.

The Qilin roared, and the phantom of the black Qilin appeared behind Feng Zhiyuan, and then submerged into the Qingxiao Sword's embryo.

The blade of the Qingxiao Sword appeared, black lines meandering from the hilt to the narrow blade, black flames ignited at the tip of the sword, Feng Zhiyuan pulled a sword flower, his eyes glowed, he obviously loved the recast Qingxiao Sword .

After the Qingxiao Sword was recast, the golden marks between Feng Zhiyuan's brows reappeared, and Feng Zhiyuan's temperament also underwent subtle changes.

At this time, the sword energy in the sword tower has been used to recast the Fentian Sword and the Qingxiao Sword. Without the pressure of the sword energy in the sword tower, the true face that has been hidden for millions of years can only be revealed.

Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan stood on the top floor of the sword tower. In the tower stood countless ferocious skeletons of beasts. Among them were the skeletons of two human monks. One of the two monks was dressed in red, the other in white, and the two Fighting side by side, it can be seen that there is no one in a million masters.

The bones of the fierce beast here are the beasts that were killed by the swords of the two men.

Millions of years have passed, and although there are only skeletons left, you can still feel the infinite vigor from them.

Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan suddenly realized that these two people are the real masters of Fen Tian and Qing Xiao.

Feng Xuzhi saluted the two skeletons: "Junior Feng Xuzhi, pay homage to senior!"

Feng Zhiyuan also kowtowed: "Thank you senior for giving me the sword!"

Fen Tian and Qing Xiao gave a final hum, which seemed to be a cry of mourning, mourning for the master who fell in ancient times.

After the two finished speaking, a ripple rippled around Fen Tian and Qing Xiao's body, arousing the spirit energy in Feng Xuzhi's and Feng Zhiyuan's bodies, the spirit energy swept away, and the densely packed animal bones in the sword tower melted into smoke and disappeared.

The skeleton of the cultivator who was still in a fighting posture after the fall did not disappear, and there were dots of light on the skeleton.

Feng Xuzhi took a look in his eyes - this light was the powerful soul power.

Sword Master Qingxiao and Sword Master Fen Tian fought against the remnant souls of ferocious beasts for millions of years. The ferocious beasts devoured part of their souls, and they also destroyed most of the souls of the ferocious beasts. In the end, both sides died together.

Fortunately, the two sword masters are ancient powers. Even if they fought against fierce beasts for millions of years, they were not defeated. The souls of the fierce beasts were wiped out, but they still had some souls left.

The two souls flickered for a while, and turned into two thin figures.

The faces of these two people are exactly the same as those of the remnant souls of ferocious beasts, but their aura is completely different.

The monk in red was arrogant and unruly, his red clothes fluttered, his eyes were blood red, he looked at Feng Xuzhi, and laughed heartily: "Very good, you are worthy of being the master chosen by Fen Tian, ​​and he won my heart! Fen Tian is an artifact of fighting against the sky. It takes an indomitable master like you to truly display the power of Fen Tian! I have no regrets in entrusting Fen Tian to you!"

The white-clothed monk Yu Ran shook his head helplessly when he heard the words: "You devil, after so many years, you are still like this. What is fighting against the sky? What is breaking the way? Aren't you going to save the broken way with me in the end? You I'm afraid I didn't expect that one day, you will save the world with me!"

Moxiu raised his eyebrows: "Yuran, you draw your sword for your world, and I fight for my subversion of the ruthless way of heaven. There is no difference in essence. Why do you need to argue with me? Besides, we have long been married. Now that you have become a pair of monks and monks, and you have blended swordsmanship, there is no need to fight for the Dao, right?"

Moxiu looked at Yuran, the blood in his eyes faded slightly, and his words were faintly pampered without knowing it.

Hearing this, the white-clothed monk turned his head to look at Moxiu.

The two fought for a lifetime, evenly matched, but cherished each other.In order to resist the catastrophe, they began to double practice and merge swordsmanship, and finally jointly established the sword tower, which resisted the army of beasts and gave monks of all races a temporary gap to recuperate.

After so many years, they have already integrated with each other, so of course there is no need to argue.

Yuran laughed: "When I saw them, I remembered us back then, and I couldn't help but... Lin Xuan laughed."

The two monks held hands hidden under their sleeves.

"Millions of years have passed, and we have seen all kinds of sword cultivators enter the sword tower, and watched them leave as they wished, but we have not found anyone who is destined."

The ancient magic cultivator laughed.

Yuran looked at Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan: "Fortunately, you came before the complete extinction, and there is still a vitality left in the way of heaven. You purified Fentian and Qingxiao who were infested by the evil spirits of beasts, and helped us to save the last The remnant souls of the ferocious beasts are wiped out, the two of us and the sword cultivators residing in the sword tower can all enter reincarnation, after millions of years, we will finally wait until the day of liberation."

Yuran looked at the sky with both eyes. Before reincarnating, he saw the circulating rules of the Dao of Heaven, and his eyes shone brightly: "You have been recognized by Fen Tian and Qing Xiao, which shows that you have a great heart, and you are the new choice of the Dao of Heaven. It belongs to you!" The era has begun."

Yuran said, with a hint of arrogance on her gentle face.

Moxiu looked at the appearance of the Taoist companion, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Yu Ran seemed gentle, but in fact, as a sword cultivator who formed a Taoist partner with Fen Tian's original sword master, he was not a person who followed the rules.

Yuran stared at Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan with burning eyes, and said in a loud voice: "You are blessed by heaven, and your luck is unparalleled. The road of cultivation should be smooth, so let us wish you a helping hand!"

"We and all the dead souls in the sword tower have a little sense of swordsmanship accumulated since ancient times, and all of them are hidden in this sword tower."

"Fen Tian and Qing Xiao are not forged by us, but divine tools for ruling the world. Since you have become the masters of Fen Tian and Qing Xiao, the foundation of the sword tower, you are the new sword masters, so the sword tower should belong to you. After we leave, the Sword Pagoda will take the initiative to recognize you as masters, and then I hope you can figure out the sword intent in the Sword Pagoda so that sword cultivators can reach their peak again!"

Yuran was the commander of the righteous way back then, and his words had an inspiring buff. Such urging made Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan feel boundless pride.

Moxiu waited for Yuran to finish speaking, then smiled and said: "Since the incident has been explained, Yuran, it's getting late, and we should send everyone into reincarnation."

Yuran's hand that he held tightly was blurred, and the power of the soul was injected into Yuran's soul.

Yuran glanced at Moxiu, shook his head and smiled, took out his soul and sent it to Moxiu's soul.

"Bai Linxuan, we followed the will of the heavens and became the cornerstone of resisting the beasts and saving the common people. After reincarnation, the heavens will protect us, and our practice will be smooth sailing. When the time comes, we will see you on the Twelve Immortal Continents."

Bai Linxuan pulled him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed the top of Yuran's hair: "You and I are intertwined, you carry my love thread, and I carry your love soul. Only when you and I meet can we fall in love, Yuran." Ran, I look forward to meeting you again and continuing our relationship."

Yuran smiled, and took the Taoist couple's hand: "That's it."

At the last tender moment between the two, Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan were sent out of the sword tower.

The two masters and apprentices looked under the sword tower. At this time, all the bones under the sword tower had disappeared, and the skeleton of the sword repairer hidden in it appeared.

Feng Xuzhi and Feng Zhiyuan, master and apprentice, looked at the skeleton in a fighting posture in awe, and saluted.

Today's tranquility in the realm of comprehension is all built by ancient powers using flesh and soul as walls. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they would have been unable to imagine how fierce the First World War was.

After the two bowed down, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky, sprinkled on the sword tower, and sank into the bones of those sword repairmen who died in battle.

The bones of the sword repairer disappeared like melting ice and snow, and at the same time, one by one, their bewildered souls were awakened.

The consciousness of the golden swordsmen with their soul bodies still remained at the moment of death in battle. They looked at each other, not knowing what year it is today.

Soon, the Lord of the Sword Tower summoned all his former colleagues.

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