Chapter 206 The Way Out

"What's in that place?" Zhuge Fuliang saw the strangeness of the little sword spirit.

"Whew!"

The little sword spirit turned into a blue flying sword, carrying Zhuge Fuliang to the other side of the desert island.

In a flash, Zhuge Fuliang and Xiao Jianling came to a pile of rocks, and this pile of rocks was the place full of remnants when Zhuge and Su Xiaobai first came here, and it was also the place where the peerless swords were found.

The air here is still filled with a strong sense of sword.

Zhugebulang frowned slightly. He had been here before and did not find anything strange except for the sharpness of the sword. But today it is extraordinary. He feels that the sword is more fierce than ever.

"Squeak!" The little sword spirit pointed to one of the stones.

Zhuge Buteng looked at it, and his eyes suddenly shrank. In the messy stone pile, a little light overflowed, and the fierce sword was compelling. In this mess, this peerless sword was buried!

"It's that peerless sword!" Zhuge Buliang exclaimed, "I said that I had searched the whole road before, but I couldn't find the magic sword. It turned out that it buried itself."

"Boom!"

Zhuge Buliang pressed his big palm and blew away the pile of rocks. In a moment, the sword was shining, and the sword spirit was high. The peerless sword leaked in the air.

"Squeak!" The little sword's smart eyes blinked and shouted strangely.

The peerless sword is sharp and dazzling. Within a radius of 100 meters, the terrible sword is rampant. Anyone who steps into it is bound to be destroyed by the terrible sword.

Zhuge Buting shook his head bitterly. Looking at this peerless sword, everyone would be selfish. But Zhuge Butliang still chose to compromise, and the sword could not be controlled by himself. Unless he is a master of the Huashen period, or whether the master of the Huashen period can control him.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a low roar came from behind Zhuge B no Liang, and then Zhuge B no Liang felt a cold and piercing murderous intention.

"Brush!"

The mountain and river fan appeared in Zhuge Fuliang's hand. He didn't want to think about it, so he fand back. A raging fluctuation shattered the fierce murderous intention. Zhuge Buzui moved and appeared in the distance.

A faint virtual shadow came out of the dark place, which should be exactly floating out. This figure is like a small sword spirit, with a faint virtual body, but as sharp as a divine sword.

"It's the sword spirit in the sword!" Zhuge Buzuo shouted in a low voice.

The powerful sword spirit approached Zhuge Fuliang, and the cold murderous intention enveloped him. At this time, the little sword spirit flew out and stood in front of Zhuge Fuliang. He opened his teeth and claws at the powerful sword spirit, and made a "squeak" cry.

At this time, the powerful sword spirit was slightly stunned and also made a strange sound.

It seems that only Jianling can understand this language.

The two sword spirits talked for a moment, during which, the little sword spirit actually giggled, while the other powerful sword spirit rolled his eyes very humanely.

Zhuge Burang was puzzled for a while. He didn't know what the two sword spirits were talking about. Finally, the powerful sword spirit turned his eyes to Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Fuliang was wary and whispered to the little sword spirit, "What are you talking about?"

The little sword spirit made a gesture to Zhuge Fuliang for a while. The two had the same intention. Zhuge Wuliang would understand the meaning of the little sword spirit and said, "Is it not to let us get close to the divine sword?"

"Squeak!" The little sword spirit nodded.

Zhuge Bu Buliang smiled bitterly in his heart. Even if he wanted to get close, he couldn't. This peerless sword was so horrible that he couldn't control it at all.

Zhuge Fuliang left this area with the little sword spirit. Before leaving, Zhuge Fuliang closed the peerless sword with random stones.

Zhuge Butiang returned to the Golden Hall again. He once wanted to enter the underground palace through the ancient well again, but the underground palace had completely collapsed and the ancient well passage had been blocked. Zhuge Buriang could only retreat in a raging way.

In the next time, Zhuge Buliang was immersed in practice. The years on the desert island were boring. In addition to wandering on the desert island with Xiao Jianling, Zhuge Buliang spent the rest of his time in cultivation.

one year

Two years

Three years

.......

Ten years!

Ten years later, Zhuge Fuliang has stayed on this desert island for more than 3,000 years. In the past ten years, Zhuge Butang's cultivation has climbed to the peak of the Jindan period, but he knows that it is almost impossible to make a smooth transition to the Yuanying period. The usual sentence in the novel is: there is a sky gate between the Jindan period and the Yuanying period, and some people can't take this step all their lives.

In the past ten years, there are more vicissitudes in Zhuge's eyes.

On this day, Zhuge Butang and Xiao Jianling walked on the beach, but were surprised to find that in addition to himself, there was a person standing on the beach!

"Fallen to the sky!"

Zhuge Fuliang almost subconsciously exclaimed. He thought he was the only one on this sealed desert island, but he didn't expect to meet the fallen sky here today!

Falling into the sky is dressed in a blood robe, with long blood-colored hair on his shoulders. On his shoulder, there is a fiery red bird, which is suddenly a reduced version of Zhu Huang.

What surprised Zhuge was that he was holding the brick in the hand of the fallen sky!

The little sword spirit seemed to be frightened. He got into a flying sword and hid in Zhuge Fuliang's arms.

Zhuge not bright frowned and walked up. Zhu Huang, who fell to the top of the sky, found someone approaching and made a sharp cry.

"You haven't left?" Zhuge Buliang took a breath and asked. But my heart was pounding. After all, what stood in front of me was an anti-sky existence.

The fall of the sky did not answer, looking ahead, with empty eyes. After a while, a hoarse voice sounded: "Is this yours?"

With that, he dragged up the bricks in his hand. The bricks slowly flew to Zhuge Fuliang. But Zhuge Butang didn't take it right away.

"Jiuyouwu Xuantie is a good thing, but the thing sealed inside is more valuable." He said to the sky.

"Sealing? What's sealed in this black iron? Zhuge Bliang said in astonishment.

"A soul!" The fallen answer was very concise, and then he stopped talking, but looked at the sealed desert island.

The empty eyes of the fallen sky were dark and lifeless. A moment later, the fallen opponent rowed, and the black coffin appeared in front of him out of thin air. The fallen sky and said, "Let's go and send you out."