"Wait a minute," Jian Laoer suddenly said, extending his hand to signal Jiang Han not to leave yet.
"Well" Jiang Han looked at Jian Lao Er in confusion, "I wonder what the senior's instructions are?"
"I'm asking you for the last time, are you willing to exchange that sword soul?"
Jian Laoer solemnly said, "If you are willing to exchange, I promise."
"I'm sorry."
Before Jian Lao Er could finish speaking, Jiang Han shook his head, looked at Jian Lao Er seriously and said, "She is a friend of this junior."
Jian Laoer was slightly startled, a glint flashed in his eyes, and said: "It's okay to do it yourself, that sword soul is not simple."
"Thank you, junior, for reminding me."
Jiang Han nodded lightly, and then looked at Mr.
Yun.
"Go."
Yun Laoyi waved his hand.
Jiang Han nodded, bowed, turned and left the room.
After Jiang Han's back disappeared, Mr.
Yun took a sip of a glass of wine, pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "Jian Laoer, what do you mean by saying that the sword soul is not simple?"
Jian Laoer sighed and said with a wry smile: "I can't see through it.
It's because I can't see through the sword soul.
I feel that its aura is weird, so I think it's not simple."
After a pause, he continued, "You also know that people in my clan have a natural connection with swords and can easily communicate with sword spirits.
However, when I tried to communicate with that high-level sword spirit, I noticed that It is unbelievable for people of my clan to feel disgusted."
Mr.
Yun frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Although I don't practice swordsmanship, I still know the sword soul of the high-level sword spirit.
So does the sword soul have its own consciousness?"
"If you are talking about simple consciousness, it does exist."
Jian Laoer pondered for a while and said slowly, "But it is like an ordinary monster, without a very clear consciousness, only a trace of instinct."
Mr.
Yun was silent for a moment and nodded, "I understand."
His expression was indifferent, because he didn't want Jian Laoer to see anything, but he was very uneasy in his heart.
Jiang Han's sword soul called Qing'er.
It is obviously different from what Jian Laoer said.
He has extremely high intelligence and is no different from a human being.
This made him worried, always feeling that Qing'er would become a trouble for Jiang Han.
In a silent pavilion, a woman in white clothes wearing the supreme heavenly costume sat cross-legged.
Her whole body was shrouded in a purple halo, making her look like a mist.
Can't see face clearly.
Layers of lavender ice crystals condensed under her body, bringing a bone-chilling chill.
Even the ground has some cracks.
This woman is none other than the Supreme Heaven, the Lord of Purple Snow Peak At this time, her breath was very unstable, and the purple energy surged, sometimes calmly, sometimes wildly, and the surrounding ice energy also changed accordingly.
Buzz Suddenly, the air shook violently.
The purple energy became more turbulent, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye, as if it had turned into a purple ocean of ice.
Chi Two rays of purple light suddenly lit up in the misty purple mist, like two bright lights, but breathtaking.
After a long time, the purple mist gradually faded.
All the purple halo disappeared, revealing the exquisite and beautiful face of Elder Zixue.
After a while.
The purple aura in her eyes also disappeared, revealing eyes full of confusion and complexity.
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A long while.
"Am I really wrong?"
There was a faint sigh, and then there was silence again.
In the distance, Mr.
Yun, who was drinking with Jian Lao Er and Jian Lao Qi, paused and suddenly turned his head.
There was a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Brother Yun, what's wrong?"
Jian Laoer asked curiously.
Mr.
Yun suddenly stood up and took a step forward.
His figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only his voice echoing, "I will have a drink with you two another day.
I have something to do today.
I'll excuse you now."
Jian Lao Er and Jian Lao Qi looked at each other with complicated expressions.
"Lao Qi, what do you think he is now?"
"Ninth Stage Martial Master" Jian Laoqi said hesitantly.
"Do you really think so?"
Jian Laoer smiled bitterly and looked into the distance with a faint look.
"At the beginning, he was the most invincible of his generation.
Only the eldest brother could compete with him.
Now that many years have passed, he is really just A ninth-level martial artist?"
Jian Laoqi was silent.
Under the light of Yun Jiuxiao, they all dimmed, and they were suppressed without any temper.
I thought that by now, the gap between them had been narrowed, but I suddenly discovered that the distance had been widened again.
No, it should be said that the distance has never been smaller, and they have always been far ahead.
"Half-step Martial Saint" There was a faint groan, with a bitterness, and the two figures in the room disappeared, leaving only some plates and wine jars, proving that someone had been here.
"Dawn has begun" From a distance, Jiang Han saw a huge dragon shadow, golden in color, with its slender neck pointing toward the sky, as if it was making a long silent chant.
Whoosh In an instant, Jiang Han's speed accelerated again and turned into a white shadow crossing the air. snap He landed firmly beside Yan Yumo, held her little hand, and then took a closer look at the dragon shadow.
"Well, it doesn't seem to be a real dragon, but it's infinitely close."
Jiang Han looked at it for a long time and found that it was very similar to the dragon in earth's legend, but there were some differences.
But Jiang Han didn't know that the real dragons in Tianwu Continent might look like this.
After all, it was normal for there to be slight differences between regions.
"Jingtian, are you done fighting?"
Jiang Han turned to look at Jingtian aside and asked.
"No."
Jing Tian shook his head.
"Well, is Tianming the first?"
Jiang Han nodded clearly.
He squinted at Ye Tianming's opponent, frowned for a moment and then relaxed, "This kid is lucky, his opponent is not strong."
Yan Yumo nodded slightly and said, "Well, it's a little worse than your previous opponent Yan Yiyi."
"Are your opponents determined?"
Jiang Han asked.
"Definitely."
Yan Yumo nodded, "My opponent is not weak.
Although not as good as Yan Yiyi, he is still very strong.
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It will probably be a tough battle for Jing Tian as well."
Jiang Han frowned and said, "If you need to reveal too much strength to win, I hope you can admit defeat and wait for the next round of screening."
Yan Yumo wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose and remained silent.
Jiang Han sighed, and could probably guess what Yan Yumo was thinking, so he had no choice but to say: "I'm not denying you the victory, I just want you to retain some strength, so try to retain as much as possible.
This friendly battle is nothing, what is really dangerous is In the secret realm of gods and demons, it would be very disadvantageous if everyone knew all the cards."
"Okay, okay, I understand."
Yan Yumo pouted, "You are really starting to sound more and more like my grandpa."
"I don't dare to argue with my grandpa."
Jiang Han was very serious, with a straight face.
Yan Yumo's pretty face turned slightly red, "Who is with you and us?"
"Speaking of which, we haven't been back for a while.
Why don't we go back after our trip to the Secret Realm of Gods and Demons is over?"
The title of the previous chapter was "Temptation", but it was blocked. aa2705221: