All Worlds Xpress System

Chapter 388

"What?" Li Wujian was surprised, and looked at Nangong Mo, no wonder Yu Luoxue fled in with Long Zaiyuan in such a panic just now, it turned out that he was the one who beat him in.

"Hey, I can't see through you anymore." Li Wujian sighed, thinking back then, although he also defeated Long Zaiyuan and Yu Luoxue, it took a lot of strength, but in front of Nangong Mo, it seemed to be solved easily up.

"Master, don't be discouraged, your swordsmanship is far superior to mine." Nangong Mo smiled.

"My current remnant soul's swordsmanship is far inferior to yours. The Heavenly Dao Sword Intent, also known as the Sky Sword Intent, has just taken shape, and it is not the opponent of your two mature sword wills." Li Wujian smiled wryly. , "But you kid, be careful, that Linglong Fengzhan is right ahead."

"Huh? Linglong Fengzhan? He really didn't fall?" Nangong Mo frowned. It seemed that his previous conjecture was indeed correct.

"Linglong Fengzhan is quite a character. After breaking into Wuxian's tomb, she was trapped by the second trap for hundreds of years, but she still hasn't given up. She tries to break through the trap every day." Li Wujian's tone was quite admirable, as if for Linglong. I admire Feng Zhan's perseverance.

"Linglong Fengzhan is trapped by the trap?" Nangong Mo suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Master, you also want to break into this Wuxian tomb, and Linglong Fengzhan also wants to break into the Wuxian tomb. What's so special about this Wuxian tomb? place?"

"Actually, I don't know what's so special about this Wuxian tomb? But we have no choice, because after breaking through the title of immortal emperor, we found that there is still a realm behind, but we have no way to practice at all." Li Wujian sighed, "It's better to be quiet. It is better to take a gamble and wait for the washing of the years, maybe you can find something in the tomb of the Wuxian."

Comprehension flashed in Nangong Mo's eyes, and he nodded secretly, "It turned out that I had no choice but to break into the Wuxian's tomb because I didn't have a cultivation method. I don't need to worry about it. Nine-turn Nirvana Kungfu is enough for me to become a saint."

"I think you are the immortal, why did you come to the tomb of the Wuxian?" Li Wujian frowned.

"Master, although I am an immortal emperor, my strength has already surpassed that of an immortal emperor. I may not be an opponent of a titled immortal emperor, but there is no titled immortal emperor in the current Ruins Continent." Nangong Mo smiled, "Besides, I come from Ten Thousand Realms .”

Li Wujian was stunned, and then shook his head, "Yes, you are from ten thousand realms, far beyond what I can guess, come, I will pass on to you the perception of the Heavenly Dao Sword Intent, although the Heavenly Dao Sword Intent is just a prototype, it is for you Slaughtering Sword Intent and Pride Sword Intent are good nourishment."

"Master, my killing sword intent and arrogant sword intent have been formed. There are not many sword intents of multiple heavens, and there are not many less ones, but master, do you know that if you pass on the sword intent of heaven to me, you Will I lose my soul?" Nangong Mo smiled faintly.

"Haha, my old bones have long been tired and crooked. Over the past few hundred years, if it hadn't been for passing down the swordsmanship, I would have died long ago." Li Wujian laughed, but a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Although he is only a remnant soul of the deity, he still has his own arrogance. As a person with extraordinary sword skills, he has not been able to even touch the sword for so many years. This is undoubtedly painful. If he was given a choice, he would rather lose his soul. I don't want to be alone here either.

Nangong Mo fell silent, and said after a while, "I understand, Master."

"Haha, I, Li Wujian, have you as my apprentice, which is the pride of my life!" Li Wujian knew that he was about to lose his soul, without a trace of fear, but with a sense of liberation.

Nangong Mo fell silent again.

The corner of Li Wujian's mouth curled up into a smile, and he stretched out his hand to lightly touch Nangong Mo's forehead, his figure gradually dimmed and disappeared.

A tear flowed down Nangong Mo's cheek. He slowly opened his purple eyes, looked at the Broken Sword, and seemed to be talking to himself, "Master, I only have you as my master in this life, and I will never worship others as my master again." .”

Two encounters, two soul-flying souls, just to pass on to him.

Perhaps the inheritance memory this time is not very important to Nangong Mo, who is extremely skilled in swordsmanship, but the friendship in it is inestimable.

Nangong Mo picked up the broken sword, put it into the space, and stepped onto the Qingshi Road.

Just as he stepped onto the bluestone road, a bolt of lightning struck at an indescribable speed.

Nangong Mo smiled coldly, and the Holy Spirit Orb in front of him instantly evolved into a circle of heaven to protect him.

The thunder and lightning struck Zhou Tian, ​​and the Holy Spirit Orb only trembled for a moment before firmly blocking it.

"Hmph! Tomb of Martial Immortals, if you give me such a big opening gift as soon as you come here, then I won't be polite." Nangong Mo's killing sword intent and arrogant sword intent erupted, and invisible sword energy formed one after another, frantically Cut in all directions.

The sword energy left traces on the wasteland, and some wanted to cut off the Qingshi Road, and the whole Qingshi Road was a little chaotic.

That thunderbolt no longer appeared.

Nangong Mo's eyes flashed with cold light and he stepped forward.

……

Behind Qingshi Road, inside a formation.

"Oh? So arrogant, he dared to mess around in the tomb of the Wuxian, isn't he afraid of the will of the Wuzu and Xianzu's suppression?" A handsome man opened his eyes, "But that's okay, I hope he can make trouble with the Wuzu and Xianzu. Awakening the will of the ancestors, then I might be able to use this to escape, this breaking formation has trapped me for hundreds of years, and it is enough."

"It's ridiculous to think that I, Linglong Fengzhan, was a well-known strongman in the past, trapped in a formation for hundreds of years." The man seemed to be laughing at himself.

……

On the Qingshi Road, Nangong Mo sent out countless sword qi every step he took, attacking indiscriminately.

"You are enough!" came out the tender voice with anger.

A golden light flashed, and the figure of a woman with a peerless appearance slowly emerged.

"Finally someone came out? Hehe, it seems that you were the one who rescued Long Zaiyuan before, Yuluoxue?" Nangong Mo's eyes were full of teasing.

"So what if it's me, you dare to destroy Wuxian's tomb, just wait to be suppressed by Wuzu and Xianzu!" Yu Luoxue exclaimed angrily.

"Martial Ancestor and Immortal Ancestor? Even if they appear, why am I afraid?" Nangong Mo's tone was extremely flat, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

If he was desperate, even without the help of Han Tian's power, it would be more than enough to kill a fairy.

"You, a little immortal, actually insulted the ancestor of martial arts! I want to fight you hard!" Yu Luoxue's chest moved back and forth, with a turbulent appearance.

"Little girl, Long Zaiyuan is not even my opponent. You are just a little faster. If you are not suppressed, the speed you are proud of is rubbish in front of me." Nangong Mo smiled faintly.

Yu Luoxue was not angry this time. Indeed, she was no match for Long Zaiyuan at all, let alone Nangong Mo who easily beat Long Zaiyuan to serious injury.

"You said you could outrun me in speed, you have the guts to chase me!" Yu Luoxue made a grimace, and her figure turned into a golden light.

(End of this chapter)