2242: C2242 Master Qin!

C2242 Master Qin!

Even if his demonic nature exceeded the critical point, he could not guarantee what would happen.

Zhao Zhen powerlessly sat on the ground.

He looked at the indistinct face of Wumo, but could still see a doting smile on the corners of his lips.

"Dammit! Wu Mo, you deserve to die!"

"You have destroyed dozens of years of my effort. This old man curses you for not being able to reincarnate even after death. Go to hell and receive an entire 18 levels of purgatory punishment!"

When he saw that Dou Ding's movements had completely stopped, the blood color in his eyes receded and he gradually regained his clarity!

Zhao Zhen felt utter despair.

There was no ink to his success, and there was no ink to his defeat.

His decades of hard work had all been completely destroyed.

"Goo …"

Suddenly, Dou Ding raised her head and looked blankly up into the sky.

The rain washed his face.

Gradually, the features of the young man appeared. He was extremely handsome, yet also had a hint of weakness.

When he saw Zhao Zhen, he asked with an expressionless face, "I … "Where's my Abba?"

Zhao Zhen stood up and turned his head away powerlessly. With endless pain and torture, he prepared to leave.

However, the moment he took the first step!

A ray of red scales had pierced through his head!

"I'm asking, my Abba … "Where is it? Why didn't you tell me?"

Little Dou Ding's face was numb and cold. He retracted the hand that was covered in red scales, only to see Zhao Zhen's corpse crashing to the ground.

Even before his death, he didn't know what had happened.

Why did the creation of the Heavenly Devil Sword fail, causing him to die under the Heavenly Demon Sword?

At this time, Dou Ding turned around. She looked at the corpse on the ground and slowly squatted down.

"Abba, your son has remembered what you said and heard it too!"

"But how can I forgive myself?"

"I can't do it."

"Abba, Mama, why did the Village Head say that this world is very pure!"

"But what I see is... Dirty? "

The little peas' eyes were listless as they chanted. Behind them, Zhao Zhen's brain was all over the ground, being washed away by the rain.

He carried Mo Wuji's corpse on his body, and then headed towards the backyard, where his mother's grave was.

After they were buried together, Dou Ding walked to the village entrance.

His body was gradually covered by the red scales. In the end, he turned into a red sword. Like a guardian deity, he stood at the entrance of the village.

When the villagers came out during the day, they found Zhao Zhen's corpse.

He had also discovered that sword!

Since then, the name of the Universe Village had been changed to the Myriad Sword Village.

From Zhao Zhen's forging shop, they discovered countless recipes that were all related to swordsmanship.

Since then!

The entire village began forging iron, practicing sword techniques, and then selling them.

The strange thing was, their swords were extremely popular, and the more they did, the bigger they became.

Many years later, the villagers bought a mountain and named it the Myriad Sword Sect.

It was unknown how many years had passed since the Myriad Sword Sect experienced glory, was in ruins, and had changed its name several times.

Finally, it was decided to be Artifact Manipulation Sect!

And the myths of the Myriad Sword Sect, along with the passage of time, were gradually forgotten.

Only the older generation remembered that they would go to the mountain gate and worship that Red Kylin Sword for a while!

That sword had also become the sect guarding Holy Artifact s.

At this point, Qin Feng's mind trembled and he suddenly felt his whole body become extremely heavy.

His hearing gradually recovered.

He woke up from his dream, but Qin Feng still felt like he was in a deep sleep and couldn't open his eyes!

However, he saw a sword light, emitting a monstrous baleful aura that drilled into his body. At that time, Di Wudao's voice would ring out!

"Brat, what kind of evil technique did you cultivate?"

"What a savage infernal energy!"

After Di Wudao finished speaking, Qin Feng could feel that his voice was trembling.

This was the first time he saw what Di Wudao was afraid of.

It was hard to imagine what sort of terrifying thing was contained within that sword ray!

He was unable to speak, and could only move. He could only feel that aura, as if it was fusing with him. A blood-red lotus gradually appeared between his brows.

In the meantime …

The outside world!

After waiting for three days and three nights, Sima Xian was sure that Qin Feng was still alive and still alive. Otherwise, he would have thought that Qin Feng had suffered the same injuries as him and would have died instantly.

After all, Qin Feng's strength was too far behind his own!

Since he was able to preserve his life, the other side might not necessarily be able to.

While he was standing aside, Chen Si suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside!

"Father, come out quickly. Something terrible has happened!"1

"The four great elders are holding a great meeting at the Martial Arts Practice Grounds to elect Sect Master!"

"In fact, they're taking turns to open up the Myriad Sword Domain and pick out the divine sword!"

Cai Die's anxious voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this, Sima Xiang's expression changed. These four old fellows were indeed the same as a small marten. He wasn't dead yet, and had actually managed to draw the attention of the Myriad Sword Region.

This was a sacred place that only Sect Master from previous generations had the authority to open!

"You've gone too far!"

He turned around and looked at Qin Feng. Seeing that Qin Feng was still alright, Sima Xian gritted his teeth and pushed open the door.

Cai Die's face filled with anxiety.

"Father, you can't go. It's useless even if you go ~"

"Moreover, if you go over now, you will definitely expose your injuries and fall into their trap!"

"At the very least, they still do not know the condition of your body. Opening the Myriad Sword Region is a test for you!"

Cai Die grabbed Sima Xiangyu and said anxiously!

"If I don't go, they will think that I'm afraid, and they will do as they please!"

"Even if I die, today I must let them know that as long as I live, this Spirit Sword Sect will be under my control!"

"It's not their turn yet!"

The Myriad Sword Domain was his bottom line. It was a sacred ground that only the great sect Sect Master had the right to open!

It was also the core of the sect!

Not only did it contain the inheritance of the sect, it also had a thousand years of history behind it. He knew that the four old men had their eyes on the sect's most precious treasure, the Nine Winding Divine Sword, and the top quality Xiantian treasure!

Therefore, he could no longer hold it in and act like a cowardly turtle.

In this period of time, he didn't care about the matters within the sect. He was gradually losing power, and had his four old ghosts turn against the sect elders, foreign delegates, and even disciples of various geniuses!

If he didn't go, the other party would most likely shit on his neck.

"Cai Die, you take care of Pill Master Qin, I know what to do. If I can't beat him, I promise I will come back!"

"Be good!"

After comforting her, Sima Xian stepped into the void, a cold starlight condensing beneath his feet!

The sound of wind and thunder howled through the air as he disappeared on the spot in the blink of an eye!

After seeing this, Cai Die was extremely worried, but she knew in her heart that her father had already reached the end of the line!

If Master Qin Feng was not able to solve his father's problem, then even if the four elders did not overthrow his father's power, he would not live past a month.

Thinking of this, Cai Die sighed, turned around and walked into the hall. She saw Qin Feng still sitting cross-legged in front of the jade wall without moving, and was lost in thought!

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