Invincible Sword Realm

Yang Ye's heart shocked and his eyes lit up, some excited: “Are they all listening to you?” If he can conquer these golden guardians, won't he be able to walk across the South?

The woman glanced at Yang Ye and said positively: “For what you saved me from, give you a piece of advice. Don't think about possessing foreign objects. Only your own strength improvement is Wang Dao, don't reverse it. ”

Yang Ye shook his head as soon as he shook it. How could he not know that? It's just that if he doesn't use foreign objects, how many months does he need to be able to save his mother? Are we really going to wait for him to become a mighty man? Not to mention whether he can become the world's strongest, even if he does become the strongest later, but I'm afraid his mother is gone.

“You possess that thing and you understand the sword. If you practise with all your heart, he will surely achieve a remarkable day. If you spend your mind on these messy things, although it is true that a short time will allow you to cross, over time you will become increasingly dependent on these objects, leading to the burial of your own talents and more likely to weaken your martial arts heart. Remember!” The woman said again.

“Thanks for the good words!” Yang Ye nodded and took it seriously. Anyway, the woman in front of him is kind, he's got it.

The woman nodded her head and then turned to look at the coffin, and the jade's hand gently pointed at the coffin. The coffin was instantly bounced off, while a somewhat transparent figure rose slowly in the coffin.

This figure is a man, about thirty years old from the face, Guo Zi face, strong eyebrows, closed eyes, wearing a purple dragon robe, although his body is illusory, like soul, but across a dozen lengths, Yang Ye also felt a sense of oppression from him, he knew that the middle-aged man in front of him might be the king of the second strongest man in the southern realm!

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of her, the woman's eyes flashed with a touch of complexity, then her hands tied a strange hand mark on her chest, twirling, a pink glow emanating from the hand mark...

“Didn't the King die under the siege of the powerful?” Looking at the middle-aged man with his eyes closed and suspended in the air, Yang Ye sank.

Qin Xiyue sighed; “The true king of Qian should have disappeared into the heavens and the earth. It exists now. If I am correct, this should now only be a spiritual fraction of the king! And she should be waking up the spirits by now. ”

“Do you really have a soul after a man dies?” Yang Ye whispered.

“Man is soulful, and it is rumored that the former sorcerer was able to leave the flesh proactively, and to show many horrific means with his soul.” Qin Xiyue said: “Of course, when you reach a certain level of strength, you can also control your own soul, but I'm afraid it will take at least the imperial realm to be able to do so! ”

“Is your grandfather, the emperor, a powerful emperor?” Yang Ye asked curiously.

“I suppose so!” Qin Xiyue whispered. “I'm not sure. Anyway, I've never seen him since I was born. Don't talk about me. It's my Emperor's brother who hasn't seen him either. I don't think he would have come out easily if Daqin hadn't been in some kind of crisis. Someone like them, affection or power, it should be faint! ”

Speaking of this, Qin Yue suddenly looked at Yang Ye and said: "What is the ultimate purpose of your efforts to become stronger? Wake up and lay on the knees of a drunk beauty? Or to live forever and laugh at heaven and earth? ”

“Me?” There was a glimmer of confusion in Yang Ye's eyes, but soon his eyes became firm, "I just wanted to take control of the fate of the people I cared about so that they wouldn't be bullied. Of course, if you can do this premise, if you can wake up to power, get drunk, lie on your knees, and live forever, it would be great! ”

“Yes, when you're at the top of the world, you can achieve anything you want!” Qin Yingyue laughed.

“Hope!” Yang Ye laughed.

At this moment, the middle-aged man, suspended in the sky, suddenly opened his eyes, and the middle-aged man looked around, and finally looked at the woman in front of him for a long time, and he said, "You, are you Xuan? ”

The woman nodded.

Seeing the woman nod her head, the middle-aged man had a soft smile on his grim face, and suddenly his eyes squinted and he was angry: "You, why do you have less than two years left? Where's the Shen Gong Panther? He took good care of you when you were alone. Why do you have two years left? ”

“Father, joy!” The woman explained: “Back then, the daughter was wounded by the strong Yuanmen, and the ghost man left his mark on the daughter's soul. The master was helpless and could only seal the daughter in this cemetery and treat her through the spiritual veins here and the spiritual restoration of the master. It's just that my daughter didn't expect it to be hundreds of years old! ”

“Yuanmen? Ghost Sect?” A cold gleam flashed in the eyes of the King, and a flash of anger appeared on his face. "You should have listened to the Master of the Nation in the first place and killed these foreign sects with thunder. You regret it! If the lonely dynasty were a little harsh, the lonely dynasty would not be destroyed, and your mother would not be slaughtered by the Yuan Tian of the Yuan Gate! ”

“Father, can you be resurrected?” The women's voices are silent, and their eyes are full of hope.

“Resurrection?” The King shook his head and shook his head. “The Lonely Seven Souls have gone to the Six Souls and Six Souls. What should have disappeared into the heavens and the earth is that I just can't leave you alone. That's why I resorted to secret methods and let the master keep you alone with no secrets. Now that I've seen you alone, this spiritual spirit has no meaning! ”

“Father, what about my business and my mother's revenge? Did you just give up...” The woman has lost her soul.

The king suddenly looked at Qin Yingyue beside him and said: "Are you from the royal family of Qin? You got lucky. ”

Qin Yingyue's face changed, and she smiled bitterly now. She was the second strongest person in the southern realm. Although she was just a spiritual spirit, she could still see her origins at a glance, she didn't hide it, she couldn't hide it, and nodded.

Seeing Qin Yingyue nod her head, the woman's eyes in front of the king shrank and her eyes flashed with annihilation.

Yang Ye's heart was once rin, and his subconscious stood in front of Qin Ye Moon. Qin Ye's moon flashed and his heart was warm.

"'The destruction of the dynasty is most normal,' said Wang. 'But losing to Daqin is both the will of God and the will of man. Even if you resent Daqin, you will not be the target. ”

“Seniors deserve to be the strong men of the astonishing continent of the day. This audacity is impressive for the sunset moon!” Qin Yingyue hurried.

The King did not care about Qin Yingyue. He looked at Yang Leaf. Suddenly, he flashed a surprise in his eyes. “You actually understood the sword, eh, it is still the first peak of the sword! ”

“Father, he is the son-in-law of his daughter!” The woman in front of the king suddenly said.

The corner of Yang Ye's mouth pounded, thinking about the woman in front of him, what's wrong with this? Are you really going to marry him?

But his face changed, and all of a sudden, an invisible terror force suddenly caged into Yang Ye.

When I felt this horrible pressure, Yang Ye's legs bent sharply, almost kneeling directly, I couldn't think of anything else, the sword swept out unreservedly, against that horrible pressure.

Qin Yingyue's face also changed. She moved her wrist and was preparing to save her hand. However, she was appalled to find that she could not move at this time!

The woman was about to say something, but seemed to think of something and closed her red lips again.

At this time, Yang Ye's face was red and his forehead and face were full of bean-sized sweat beads. At this time, he felt like he was being pressed against him by a mountain. Even though his sword had unfolded unreservedly, he was still a little overwhelmed by the pressure of this' mountain '. Slowly, the leaves bend more and more, as if kneeling at the next moment.

“No!”

Just as his knee was about to lift the ground, a humiliating emotion spread from the bottom of Yang Ye's heart. Yang Ye emitted a beastly roar. He did not kneel, he did not kneel. Why did the man in front of him want Yang Ye to kneel? Not even if he was the second-largest in the South a few hundred years ago!

So far, the red-eyed Yang Leaf is waging his sword wildly against that horrible pressure!