Villain: The plot is reversed, the heroine begs for forgiveness on her knees

The spiritual consciousness of the young master of Xuanmen was so poor that it could only be stored in the spirit puppet. Facing Su Yunyun's questioning, he naturally refused to admit it.

"Master, my sect was exterminated by them, and they broke into my sect today because they wanted to kill the weeds!"

Xiaoyao Xianzong naturally knew about the destruction of Xuanmen.

The eldest disciple who passed on personally is the young master of Xuanmen, and Xuanmen is a subsidiary sect of their Xiaoyao Xianzong in a certain sense, and destroying the sect is obviously a slap in the face of their Xiaoyao Xianzong.

"My disciples are full of sects, and you still have the guts to come to my Xiaoyao Xianzong to assassinate, you are really lawless!"

In the end, the old Taoist chose to believe what his apprentice said, and since he couldn't die with one palm, he used two palm prints.

The same two golden giant palms attacked Lu Changsheng and Su Yunyun, completely cutting off all their vitality.

However, during this time, Lu Changsheng secretly investigated a lot of information in order to find a way to come to Xiaoyao Xianzong. He knew that there was a dangerous place in Xiaoyao Xianzong.

Without the restraint of the immortal lock, Lu Changsheng pulled Su Yunyun up, and jumped off the cliff without hesitation.

And the golden palm print of the quasi-immortal level fell down the cliff like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any waves at all.

"What kind of abominable place is under the cliff that can even defuse attacks of the quasi-immortal level?"

"Lu Changsheng has been ruined like this. Even if he jumped off the cliff and survived, he is still no match for the murderous thing under the cliff."

"Such a big thing happened, why hasn't sister Long Wuduo come out yet, Lu Changsheng is doing all this for you."

Long Wuduo's tender body trembled slightly, and she had already begun to sob sadly. She had awakened her memory and knew that not only did she not come out to help Lu Changsheng in time, she even hurt him later...

Seeing that all the monks on Tianzi Mountain were discussing and worried about Lu Changsheng, Lin Feng expressed a little disdain instead:
"It's nothing more than falling off a cliff, surviving a catastrophe, and learning magic skills."

"I thought he was like last time in Xianshan, even if he lost his chance, he still managed to get it back with his own strength."

Feng Changge ignored Lin Feng, she was very worried now, if Lu Changsheng really died under this cliff, then his first life would definitely be over.

Although his first life seemed to be vigorous, he failed to do anything for the common people in the world. If it ended like this, even if he was reincarnated, he was just an ordinary person, and he had no chance to collect the power of faith at all. Pretty slim.

The space under the cliff next to Xiaoyao Xianzong, the mass grave in the ancient battlefield, and the turbulent space at the top of the Hundred Thousand Mountains are also known as the three deadliest places in ancient times!
In the entire ancient times, only these three places did not have a trace of life.

Even the immortals would not be able to set foot there, and any immortal spells would be ineffective. It seemed that this broken famous sword, the dead souls, and the small world that disappeared in the long river of history left a piece of pure land.

It stands to reason that ordinary people should have been crushed when they came in, but Lu Changsheng seemed to be fine.

On the other hand, Su Yunyun's spiritual world seemed to be suffering from the pain of thousands of ants devouring his soul, and the meridians all over his body seemed to be pierced by thousands of swords.

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng picked up a broken sword and drew it on his finger, making Su Yunyun drink his own blood.

The strange thing is that Lu Changsheng's blood is like some kind of magic elixir, after taking it, it really relieves a lot.

"My whole body's meridians have been abolished, and my qi and blood dantian has decayed to the extreme. Now I am no different from a dead person, so even this sword mound will not affect me."

Although Lu Changsheng's tone seemed relaxed, Su Yunyun could clearly feel his loneliness.

Having fallen from an incomparable genius to the bottom of the valley twice, Lu Changsheng is already quite remarkable.

Apart from the Broken Sword, there were no living creatures in the Sword Mound, and it was an extravagant hope to eat tree bark to fill one's stomach.

And it wasn't until his body felt weak that Lu Changsheng realized that the wound on his fingertips couldn't heal!
The broken sword, which was supposed to be like broken copper and rotten iron, was glowing like a new life after touching the blood.

hum!
In an instant, the swords in the entire Sword Tomb trembled like a dragon's chant, showing a very high degree of intimacy with Lu Changsheng.

Immediately, Lu Changsheng clearly felt a sharp aura, surging out from the broken swords in the entire Sword Tomb, like an angry beast that had been silent for many years awakened, revealing its ferocious fangs.

laugh!laugh!laugh!
Countless bursts of unparalleled sword energy came from all directions, as if they had spirituality, they were all infused into Lu Changsheng's limbs and bones.

Lu Changsheng, who has no cultivation base, actually possesses the ability of internal vision that can only be seen in the fusion period.

He clearly felt the unruly sword energy swimming in his body, and the warmth like nectar after a long drought suddenly permeated his body, and the fatigue on his body disappeared.

Lu Changsheng is not the so-called innate sword body, he found his own way from the moment he held the sword.

He is the only person who has been able to "communicate" with Broken Sword for tens of thousands of years, and at this moment he is the co-lord of the world's famous swords!
Although he didn't say anything, his blood told the broken sword buried here.

Even if he knew that there was no hope and that he could not beat his opponent, he still would not give up.

If the tendons are damaged, practice Qi and blood, and if the Qi and blood are deficient, then practice spiritual consciousness. As long as a man is born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and complain about others?

Which of these broken swords is not a magic weapon, how can it be a pile of scrap metal here?
It has been silent for thousands of years and no one has asked, but once awakened it moves the universe!

Rumble!
The entire Xiaoyao Xianzong was like an earthquake, and the mountains began to shake immediately, startling the Xiaoyao immortals who were already in the immortal's tribulation period, and immediately opened the protective array.

"This breath... since it comes from the Sword Tomb, how is this possible!"

Although it is said that Jianzhong Burial Mound and space turbulence are the three major dead places in ancient times, as long as you don't go in and die, they will choose to live in peace. How can there be such signs of shaking today?

Clang!

A ten thousand zhang cold light burst out from the sword mound deep in the cliff, and the trembling sound of the long sword was like a dragon chanting.

The huge power brought the sonic boom of tearing the air, and the entire Xiaoyao Xianzong was filled with endless sword energy, like a flood and tsunami, thousands of swords came out!
Lu Changsheng stood on top of the ten thousand swords, standing in the air above the Xiaoyao Xianzong with the posture of a ruler over the world.

In his opinion, after searching the entire Xiaoyao Xianzong, there is no sign of a younger sister, and it is likely that she has been harmed by Taoist disciples.

Since this Xiaoyao Xianzong has no virtue, then I will judge on behalf of Heaven!

"Lu Changsheng brought the sword tomb and thousands of swords today, and condemned you to Xiaoyao Xianzong."

Lu Changsheng pointed at the eyes of Xiaoyao Xianzong's formation, and after the broken sword was recast, the sharper Wanjian rushed over like a tide.

His current strength can no longer be divided by ordinary realms. The Ten Thousand Swords in Jianzhong are equivalent to his cultivation base, and can be easily manipulated with just one's arms and fingers.

Even Xiaoyao Sanxian, who had already survived the four thunderstorms, was extremely shocked at this moment.

"What kind of terrifying realm is this?"

"Under the true immortal, I am invincible, and above the true immortal, I am invincible!"