: 1086.Tenjin Tenjin

"Yin Shiyang..." Repeated the name in Yan Zhao's song.
Luo Di looked at Yan Zhao song and thought about what happened on Yingxing Lake. He no longer worried about it: "In the rumor, the sword is inferior to Yin Yang, and it was originally the warrior under the rule of Xian Ting."
"The people are also very talented, and the talents in one of the swords are rare."
"It is a pity that he worshipped the Xianting martial arts as a teacher and worshipped the infinite gods. Afterwards, although the fairy door was also pushed, the enlightenment avenue was lacking and the foundation was unstable."
Luo Di shook his head slightly: "It should be said that he was delayed. If you can learn from the authenticity of my door, I am afraid that the achievement is limitless."
He talked to his voice and did not wear into Meng Min's ear.
If Meng Yu knows too much about Xianting and Wuliang Tianzun, it will naturally be clear that when the Emperor Jindi talked about this matter, she did not care about her existence.
Jindi is not afraid of other people knowing that they are going crazy.
But Meng Hao is different.
Tell her to know the real situation, what reaction will Jindi have, it is too difficult to predict.
Therefore, although he did not evade the Yanzhao song, Luo Di chose to pass the sound and did not let Meng Hao hear it.
Jindi said in a faint voice: "Yin Shiyang in the rumor, although it was born in Xianting, but the strength under the same realm is not weaker than the number of authentic martial artists in my door, and even stronger than many people."
Yan Zhao song touched his chin: "That is quite amazing."
"In that year, he and the first generation of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors ended in disastrous defeat, so that the ancestors pity, for him to cherish, did not take his life." Luo Di continued: "He is not willing, and the second challenge to the ancestors The result ended in a disastrous defeat."
"Finally, in order to make up for the lack of self, and to make a decisive battle with the ancestors, Yin Shiyang abandoned the outer court of Xianting, and devoted himself to the nine secluded, and became a devil."
Yan Zhaoge heard this and looked at Luo Di thoughtfully.
Luo Di nodded: "Xian Tingwu's body is born with a willingness to light up, it is difficult to eradicate, and all the troubles are between the immortal."
"It is the realization of the truth. It is also a delusion to want to start all over again."
"But there is no absolute thing, there is no way. There are two methods known to the old man. One of them is to be demoted by Buddhism. In fact, it is to be replaced by an object of worship."
Yan Zhaoge heard the words and said: "The second is to enter the nine secluded and become a devil."
Luo Di said: "The same is a no return, but it is also a choice."
"Then, Yin Shiyang entered the nine secluded, and there is more than one sword in the world."
Jindi said that the interface said: "Yin Shiyang became a demon, and the magic road is re-emphasizing the heavens and the earth. The strength is so great that it will not bury him in a talent, but in the end the sword demon is still not worthy of the sword god, so that the ancestral sword will be killed."
"Let the ancestors, the sword is not tempting, but still cherish the talent of Yin Shiyang."
"It is said that he once had words, and he could not play against Yin Shiyang, who was born in Sanqing, and he was a great pity for life. Otherwise, it would be difficult to win or lose."
Jindi leisurely fascinated: "In that era, the strongman who emerged after the great destruction, the person who talked about the swordsmanship can get such an evaluation of the ancestors, except for his wife Jiandi, there is only one Yin Shiyang."
Yan Zhao song nodded, did not say anything, continue to move forward, in the vain air.
He was close to the two swords that were intertwined, and when he touched the black sword light, his heart suddenly became turbulent.
Ling Xiao, cold, sharp, fierce, cool, cozy.
The overbearing sword is constantly struggling under the pressure of Yuxu Kaitianjian, and has never yielded.
After the glory of time, this sword seems to be virtual, and it has become more of a trace. People can no longer understand the artistic conception of the sword.
But feel the traces of the body, or let Yan Zhao songs to appreciate the past style.
A picture, as if Yan Zhao’s song appeared in his mind.
It is the heart of the road, dedicated to the praise of the infinite heaven, and the cultivation of Yin Shiyang, who is extraordinary in the fairy court, and the spirit of the temperament, in the most confident time in life, has a fiasco.
The purple youth, and his sword in the palm of his hand, have since become the nightmare and obsession of Yin Shiyang's life, and have also changed the fate of Yin Shiyang.
"Swallow! Star! 棠!!!"
The resentful and unwilling roar, through the ages, in the Yanzhao songs kept screaming.
Repeated defeats and repeated defeats.
As the immortal martial artist who believes in the infinite celestial respect, he finally decided to become a demon.
Exhaust all methods, pay any price, no matter how many times you fail, no matter how hard the road ahead, you will not give up, you must beat that person!
A strong obsession, like the essence, converges into the fierce magical sword of the eyes, and turns into the most top martial art martial art between the heavens and the earth, and competes with the sword of the open heaven to death.
At the end of the picture, it is fixed as the figure of Yan Xing.
"At the moment, you are a martial art, but you still owe it to the fire. It will still not be my opponent. If you are a human being, I would like to let you go again. When you are kendo, we will truly compete."
"But you become a demon, and you become one of the twelve gods of the gods. I can't take it under my sword."
At that time, Yan Xingzhen was really sorry: "It’s a pity that you were born in Xianting."
Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene, and his mood was slightly complicated.
His grandfather, Jin Yu is too white, and the sword Yan Xingzhen is known as the great ruin.
The reason why the word "daomen" was added in front of it was because of Yan Xing's self-humiliation.
Perhaps the root cause is that he has always regretted that he could not compete with the swordsman Yin Shiyang who has reached his own height.
As for Di Qing, who is already a family, he has no victory or defeat.
"The Jianguang of this place seems to be only the traces left by the ancestors in the process of fighting with the swordsmen." Although the mood is somewhat complicated, the attention of Yan Zhaoge is quickly transferred to other places: "This is not Battlefield, or the land where the sword is buried."
Luo Di said: "Not bad."
"Sword Magic..." Yan Zhaoge whispered: "Yin Shiyang became a demon, and the strength is greatly advanced. It should not be the general demon, but the integration of the demon in the past."
"One of the twelve gods, the sword demon, the sword demon... that should be the demon embodiment of the six great devils, occupying the position of the five elements of Gengjin?"
Jindi looked at Yan Zhao’s song: "Listen to the red lotus, you have no sense of the magic, it seems to know very well about the nine secluded, the twelve heavenly gods, not from Wang Pu, Cao Jie they Listen to it?"
Yan Zhaoge replied calmly: "I do know a lot, but it is still limited, but the twelve gods, I know about one or two."
He turned his head and looked at the jade-opening sword and the magical sword that were intertwined in front of him: "Twelve Heavenly Devils, the world's top demon, the devil's head, the king of the devil."
"Twelve Heavenly Devils are divided into six great ancestors and six great devils. Among them, the first of the six great ancestors, known as the ancestor of the demon, the original demon of the origin of the demon, once with my Taoist Yuqing ancestor Yuan Tianzun Fight for the 'Yuanshi' position."