Chapter 150 Sword Emperor Ling Yan

Seeing the surprised look of the people, the soul of the sword waved its sleeves proudly and said, "It's unexpected, isn't it? The two strong men of the thirteen saints at that time turned out to be brother and sister, or brother and sister.

What happened later? How did Ling Yan die? Ling Wei slightly digested the information of the sword soul and continued to ask.

"My new master, you are in a hurry again. Oh. The world only took Ling Yan's post-war master to prepare for the Bowen Academy as his pure preparation for the next war of gods and demons. But I don't know..." The soul of the sword paused and stood up slowly from the golden dragon chair on the steps. He gently took the broken sword, drew a faint blue light, and then said, "Cultivating a large number of holy-level strongmen for the next war of gods and demons instead of the nondescript sub-saints promoted through the heart of Nofa is one of the reasons to contain Xun. The three fast-rising empires and the growing magic guild are also a reason, but the most important thing is that Master Ling Yan has felt that his limit is approaching..." When he said this, the sword soul had come to Ling Li.

"What?" Ling Qian's eyes flashed with surprise and secretly guessed that Ling Yan might have a hidden disease.

"Don't get me wrong. Master Ling Yan is in good health. Oh, you must be curious that I can see through your thoughts, right? The sword soul smiled and then said, "I don't know why. Maybe I was born with it. Hey. Now I'm just a remnant soul, and I can't remember many things clearly. I don't even remember where I came from. The sword soul frowned slightly. Under the golden light, the beautiful face was a faint sadness.

Ling Li sighed. This is not just a mutilated sword soul. It is more real than a real person!

"How did he die?" Ling Wei said that of course he was Ling Yan.

"The world only said that the Thirteen Saints successfully blocked the Protos. After this, if it hadn't been for the master of Ling Yan, the world would have ceased to exist. After the establishment of the Bowen College, Master Ling Yan devoted himself to cultivation and quickly broke through to the realm of the imperial level. Then he came to the forest. This forest is full of sins.

"Yes, where is this? What's going on in the Holy Land?

Amazement appeared on the face of the sword soul, and he was immediately relieved. He said proudly, "This boundless forest has a suitable name, and people call it 'lost'. Because the people who really come in have never gone out, of course, Master Ling Yan is an exception.

"What is the person who really walks in?" Ling Hui asked.

Seeing that Ling Hui had put away her hostility, the sword soul was also relieved and said, "For example, the four of you in front of us."

Ling Li disagreed, because all four of them still have the life-saving space jade slips distributed by the college. Maybe in a few days, the magic array embedded in it will automatically open.

"My new master, Space Jade Jane is ineffective in the Lost Forest." The sword soul that saw through Ling's mind hit the road.

"What if we go back to the Holy Land first and then use the space jade simple?" Ling Wei said in a hurry.

"This is feasible."

Hearing the affirmation of the sword soul, Ling Wei was relieved. He said, "What did Ling Yan do after he came to the lost forest? Why would the world cease to exist without him?

The sword soul said: "When the Protoss invaded, Master Ling Yan noticed the vision of the lost forest. But at that time, he was so skillless that he waited until the end of the war and put Bowen College on the right track, and then he came here with St. Moran. At this time, it has been a hundred years since the first appearance of the lost forest. Oh, a hundred years is enough to change many things, isn't it?"

Speaking of this, there is a golden light in the eyes of the sword soul. It seems that what happened in those years was indeed unusual.

"Don't sell it. Let's finish it all at once." Qin Si is almost impatient.

"Ha ha, little girl, don't worry."

"What is in the Lost Forest that can threaten the whole world?" Ling Dao.

The sword soul nodded with admiration, and the face similar to Ling Li smiled indifferently: "Dragon. In the southernmost place of the lost forest, the dragon seal left by the Fire Emperor Youlan tens of thousands of years ago was broken. Fortunately, there is a barrier of the lost forest, and it is obvious that fire dragons come out of it, otherwise the whole continent would have been flatten by them. Oh, every adult fire dragon has the power not weaker than the tenth level of the holy level, and some perverted aliens have even reached the level of the imperial level. When tens of thousands of fire dragons walked out of the lost forest, do you think humans who have just experienced the catastrophe can resist it?

"S tens of thousands? Is there so much?" Ling Wei was skeptical when he heard this. Every time so many fire dragons spray fire, they will burn up the lost forest. How can they be trapped in it and can't get out?

The sword soul smiled helplessly and said, "Believe it or not. In short, there are countless fire dragons who died on this sword."

"What happened later?" Ling Huidao. From the sword soul to the time Ling Yan's brother and sister came to this forest together, she listened very seriously.

"One is to return to the Nofa mainland and is determined to destroy all human beings in return to avenge the blue seal of the Fire Emperor, and on the other hand, in order to protect the sword saint known as one of the thirteen saints of mankind. Oh, no, he was already the sword emperor at that time! There is no possibility of peace between the two sides. Recalling that Master Ling Yan resisted the spirit and courage of the whole fire dragon family at the junction of the south of the lost forest and the Chiyan land - the river bank of Demasio, oh, even I have the illusion of boiling blood.

"Where's Saint Mo'an?" Ling Huidao.

The sword soul looked at Ling Hui and replied carefully, "As the sister of Master Ling Yan, she naturally fights side by side with him."

"How is it possible to resist a family by yourself? Isn't it said that the extremely powerful and unfathomable leader of the god clan in the war of gods and demons could not withstand the fearless human holy death, and finally chose to retreat?

"Oh, you're wrong. In the eyes of the real strong, the holy steps are just ants. In those years, there was another hidden reason why the Lord retreated. However, the reason why Master Ling Yan can resist the family with one person is thanks to this sword, that is, me. The sword soul was proud, and he picked up the blue sword flower and flew out of a sword spirit, and could not enter the mud wall.

This guy has laid the groundwork for so much that he dares to say this.

"Well, since you are so powerful, why do you recognize others as the master?" Ling Wei said mercilessly.

The sword soul asked rhetorically, "The sword can only exert its due power in the real swordsmanship, can it? You see, I lost my master, and I can't even compare with you.

"I agree with the first half of the sentence, but what does 'not even compare with you'? Am I weak?" After hearing this, Ling Li was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Then he turned his head and questioned the three women behind him, but saw that the three of them couldn't help nodding to himself.

"..." Ling Li was completely hit.

"I'm kidding, brother, don't mind." Ling Hui smiled gracefully.

"I'm serious." Ling Wei said angrily.

"Oh, it's really nice to have relatives!" The sword soul sighed and attracted the eyes of the four people.

Ling said, "How does it benefit me if you say that I am your new master? And is the weirdo I met above transformed by you?

"I haven't met human beings for a long time, and I'm inevitably excited. Please don't blame me. As for the benefits..." The sword soul leaned, hugged his fist and smiled slightly, "Isn't it a great benefit to get the inheritance of Ling Yan? Including the treasure of the blog college that has been passed down by you human beings, Ling Yanjue, and all the treasures he exists in the sword domain, and my ability to see through the minds of others. Of course, I can only see through the minds of people at the same level or those who are lower in strength than myself.

"Sword Domain? Where is it? Take me there quickly. Hearing that he could get all the treasures of Ling Yan, Ling Yu really felt that the pie fell from the sky.

"The eyes are close to the sky, master, don't worry." The sword soul smiled and handed back the broken iron sword to Ling Wei.

"Is the sword domain you mentioned in this sword?" Ling Wei's face is strange.

"Yes." Seeing through Ling's mind, the sword soul said, "Of course, the iron sword space can only be used when the sword is broken, that is to say, the master can't use it before he meets me."

"Do you mean that the seal of this sword has been broken?" Thinking of the Lili people so solemnly concealing the origin of the sword outside Li'an City, Ling Li was not sure whether the concept of the broken seal mentioned by the sword soul was the same as that of the Li people.

"Yes or no." The appearance of the sword soul is not tight or slow, which makes Ling Li have an impulse to grab it. But Ling Li, who had just got the benefits, asked patiently, "What do you say?"

The sword soul's face showed hesitation, and then sighed, "Master, I'm just a remnant soul. I can't remember many things. What I vaguely remember is that what I guard is only the third seal. I don't know if the master can understand what I said.

Ling Li nodded with satisfaction and asked, "If you break the third seal, you will get the inheritance of the sword emperor Ling Yan and all his family. So what can you get if you break the first two seals?"

The sword soul shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. Master Ling Yan has also tried to break the first two seals in countless ways, but failed. But there is one thing that the owner said wrong. What I know is that the last realm of Master Ling Yan is not the Sword Emperor but the Sword Emperor.

"Sword...Emperor!" The surprised Ling Xun almost flashed his tongue. You mean the Sword Emperor? A stronger emperor who is one step higher than the living god Truss?

"Yes, yes. Oh, it's surprising, isn't it? It is calculated that the strong emperor has not been born for 30,000 years. Unfortunately, the low-key Master Ling Yan did not disclose his strength. Otherwise, today's blog college may be higher. After leaving the lost forest..."

"Wait a minute... May I ask what happened to the Fire Dragon family in the end?" The speaker turned out to be the magician Bing.

The sword soul carefully looked at the cold silver-haired woman standing behind Ling Wei. A moment later, a trace of surprise flashed in his illusory pupils. The sword soul said, "That battle of the clan has lasted for hundreds of years. Finally, the fire rock, the leader of the fire dragon clan, knew that he was unable to break through the river bank guarded by Ling Yan's master, and continued Going down will only make the fire dragon family perish quickly, so he took the initiative to make peace with Master Ling Yan. He expressed his willingness to seal himself for 1,500 years. I hope that Ling Yan's master will set fire to the dragon clan. Oh, 1500 years, it's almost here. I thought that the owner who had an absolute advantage would refuse to make peace, but he agreed. I'm too lazy to bargain."

"What happened after that? Let's talk about what happened after Elder Ling Yan left the lost forest. Ling Wei himself did not realize that when the sword soul said this, he was awe-inspiring the sword emperor who had never met, and even his name became Ling Yan's predecessor.

"I don't know what happened after Master Ling Yan left the Holy Land with Ling An. I remember that Master Ling Yan became more and more irritable after solving the threat of the fire dragon clan. After meeting a mysterious bamboo man who suddenly appeared, he put me here and told me to wait for his heir to appear. At that time, I didn't understand what Master Ling Yan meant. The sword soul looked at Ling Li and sighed, "Now I understand. When he met the bucket man, he made sound insulation with supreme sword spirit. Hey, my master, how can he do this to me?

"The man of the bamboo hat?!" Ling Wei was shocked. He never thought that there was also a man in Ling Yan's story. Ling Wei asked, "Is it the strange man in a broken raincoat, holding a silver bell scepter and claiming to be a great astrologer?"

"Yes. Has the master seen it too?" This time, the sword soul was surprised.

Ling Xing nodded, revealing his deep thinking! He found that he had always underestimated the cheap soldier who had eaten and drank in his army. In this case, the old man has lived for at least 2,000 years.

"Do you know where Ling Yan and Ling An went in the end?" Ling Hui asked.

"After the man left, Master Ling Yan often said to himself. I have also speculated. Although I don't know exactly where they have gone, I still know the general direction. The sword soul paused and then said, "Master Ling Yan took the soulless broken sword and the holy demon Ling'an to the East China Sea of the mainland, and vaguely remember that they said 'East of Youle'. Then..." The soul of the sword hesitated, and he really couldn't say the following words.

"Then he died, right?" Ling Hui tried carefully.