In the Sword Palace, the situation fell into an awkward atmosphere for a moment.

Lu Dongxuan, who was here to meet an old friend for the last time, was stopped by Zhao Yang, the "stranger".

"You call me...Master?"

With a gentle smile on his face, Lu Dongxuan strode his head and looked at Zhao Yang deeply: "It seems that I am quite long-lived."

While talking, Lu Dongxuan was stunned for a moment.

The next second, he raised his hand and saw his body that was already in an evaporated state.

A hint of helplessness appeared on Lu Dongxuan's face.

"You saw it, I'm in a hurry. If you have anything to say, I'll say it in the future."

With just one sentence, Lu Dongxuan's hands and feet disappeared.

This disrupted his plan.

But this pure Yang Zhenxian didn't feel angry. She just smiled at Zhao Yang and turned around and threw herself into the walls deep in Jiange.

"Wait a moment!"

Before Zhao Yang could say anything, Lu Dongxuan disappeared before he could see him.

Zhao Yang himself left behind a little confused.

what happened?

Isn’t the Great Cold Sword broken?

And Lu Dongxuan should also be imprisoned by those immortals in the Qingling Immortal Realm?

So what is he seeing now?

The wisdom sword buzzed in his mind, and Zhao Yang felt that a huge opportunity was fleeting.

Grab it!

Grab it!!!

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yang took a few steps to chase after Lu Dongxuan's disappearance.

"Lu Dongxuan!

master!

Where are you?"

When you rushed into the cave behind the stone wall, a labyrinth-like tunnel appeared on the screen.

Standing in front of the tunnel, Zhao Yang called out a few times, but seeing that there was no response, he had to bite the bullet and chase into a tunnel.

Zhao Yang didn't know what he encountered, but he vaguely sensed that this opportunity was only one time.

If you miss it, you really miss it.

Running all the way through the tunnel, whenever Zhao Yang encounters a dead end, his eyes will twitch in reality.

Snee!

Go back and leave!

After the fourth time I encountered a death sentence, Zhao Yang gritted his teeth and a pure Yang sword chapter hit directly on the stone wall in front of him!

boom.

A huge gap was swept out by sword energy on the stone wall, revealing a channel that was dug out.

It's three meters thick!

Before the dust could dissipate, Zhao Yang rushed into the gap!

"Lu Dongxuan! Come out!"

......

......

Zhao Yang's shouts echoed in the maze.

At the center of the maze, on an ancient altar, Lu Dongxuan, who had only his upper body left, chuckled when he heard the sound.

“It’s so energetic.”

In front of him, a hint of emotion flashed through the dim pupils of the weasel elder:

"Yes, just as excited as you were in the past."

While talking, the two walked towards the depths of the altar.

There are piles of condensed ice after piece, and among the ice is the bodies of the "ascenders" of Shushan for generations.

The scene has a bit of gloomy atmosphere.

The two strolled between one body, looking at the familiar or unfamiliar faces in front of them, and finally walked towards the white jade altar step by step.

After walking here, Lu Dongxuan only had the part above his neck.

But he seemed to be unaware of this, and he had a light smile on his face.

"Are you ready?"

On the altar, the weasel elder cut his arm and allowed his blood to penetrate a groove in the center of the altar.

A little light lit up.

Soon, a star map appeared in front of Lu Dongxuan's eyes.

"This is the earth, and this is the reproduction world where we are now. Guixu is right below us, and we are constantly sinking."

The weasel elder gently clicked on the star map in his hand, connecting the earth, the game world, and the reign into a straight line.

Its blood kept flowing.

No!

Not just blood!

There are some weird things.

For example...

A sense of existence?

If anyone from the Qingling Immortal Realm saw this scene, he would probably see the foundation of this "Wild Elder" at a glance.

weasel?

No! This is a "demon" leaning over the weasel!

Inner Demon!

Lu Dongxuan’s inner demon!

Or, it was simply the relationship that Lu Dongxuan cut down, which gave birth to the "outlier" like the Weasel Elder!

But why has it been preserved to this day?

A memory spans thousands of years.

A demon of inner life has lasted for thousands of years.

What exactly is it for?

“There’s not much time.”

The weasel elder said this, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

It has a bit of wretchedness and a bit of secret joy.

Just like...a real weasel.

Seeing this, Lu Dongxuan finally frowned.

"Can't suppress it anymore?"

"Squeak..."

As he screamed, the face of the weasel elder changed a little.

From the original human form to a weasel's face, and then to a hideous ghost.

After several changes, his bloody hand had turned into a real weasel limb.

This made the Elder of Weasel reply to a little sober.

"Let's go short, a thousand years later, demons are everywhere, and I think about it, but you have to remember, you must remember, never build Chunyang..."

The words of the weasel elder stopped.

Lu Dongxuan turned around and saw a slightly weak figure appearing behind him at some point.

"Star Palace?" Lu Dongxuan frowned.
To be continued...