"The proud son of the God of War!" This man felt like a dusty sword to Ye Shaohan. No one knew how many people's blood was stained on this sword.
"He's right!" The arrogant warrior god rarely opened his eyes, at least when he was talking to the Holy Son, he didn't open his eyes. "The magical powers of the fourth generation have been lost in your hands!"
"The Seal of the Moon God has also been lost in your hands!" The pride's eyes were like the void, extremely deep and bottomless.
"The Seal of the Moon God contains the will of generations of Moon Gods, and the Seal of the Moon God is the will of the Moon God!"
"But you don't understand. I'm even a little confused. How can you become the fifth-generation Moon God? You can't even use the Moon God's will!"
The arrogant man said very little, at least in the eyes of others, the arrogant man, the God of War, was just a piece of ice.
After saying that, Jiaozi closed his eyes tightly again, turned around, walked towards the endless starlight, and got lost in the dark night sky.
"Seal of the Moon God, Will of the Moon God!" Ye Shaohan looked at the dissipating figure, gently rubbed the Seal of the Moon God between his eyebrows, and murmured: "Xiaohuo, remember, you once said that this Seal of the Moon God is A kind of inheritance, a kind of inheritance of martial arts will."
"Hmm!" Huo Qilin also looked at the direction in which the proud man was leaving. At that moment, Huo Qilin had a strange feeling. The proud man gave him a familiar yet unfamiliar aura for some reason.
"The Seal of the Moon God is a kind of inheritance. I said at the beginning that the will of a generation is integrated into every corner of the Martial God Continent, and when it is condensed, it will be!"
"When the second, third, and fourth generations died, their wills were also integrated into this continent, so they contain the wills of the moon gods of all generations!"
"When the Moon God Seal is fully awakened, it will resonate and condense with the heaven and earth!"
"At that time, the Moon God's mark contained the Moon God's will, which was also the will of the sword!"
"The Seal of the Moon God represents the will of the Moon God!" The Seal of the Moon God was filled with a faint silver light. Ye Shaohan's mind condensed slightly, feeling the Seal of the Moon God. In the Seal of the Moon God, he indeed felt a terrifying force. exist.
"He came here specifically to say this to me? How did he know the reason for the Moon God's Mark?" Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly and continued to feel the terrifying presence in the Moon God's Mark.
"Use the will of the moon god?" When Ye Shaohan's mind was completely united, the mark of the moon god appeared in his mind in vain.
A rising silver moon, in the silver moon, he felt a terrifying will.
This will was as majestic as heaven and earth. Only when facing this will, Ye Shaohan became more and more aware of the terror of the Moon God.
"The Moon God's will contained in this Moon God's mark is only part of it, just like the sword intent contained in the Moon God's jade was only the remaining sword intent!"
"Even this part is so terrifying. How strong is the Moon God in the Holy Spirit Realm!"
Just as Ye Shaohan's soul touched the moon god's mark, its force exploded in vain. Ye Shaohan's soul was shaken away in vain, and a feeling of dizziness spread throughout his body.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan finally understood what the proud man said, "The Seal of the Moon God has also been lost in your hands!"
Indeed, if Ye Shaohan can use the Moon God's will contained in the Moon God's mark, then he can also resist the Holy Son's martial arts will.
However, using the soul as a guide, the power of heaven and earth in the Moon God's Mark was involved, but as soon as Ye Shaohan's soul came close to the Moon God's Mark, the will rebounded.
The feeling of dizziness came like a tide, and Ye Shaohan tried tirelessly, but kept failing. After a few moments, Ye Shaohan's face also showed a slightly tired look.
"I don't know how to use the will of the Moon God!" Fire Qilin whispered: "The Mark of the Moon God is the most unique existence, and the only one who can touch the Mark of the Moon God is the Moon God!"
"Only the Moon God!" Ye Shaohan's eyes couldn't help but light up, and his terrifying sword intent spread over his body.
"Maybe I understand!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, turned around and walked towards the wind and snow
Ye Shaohan walked forward, towards the vast white sky and earth, and his figure gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.
"Five generations!" Qing Jue whispered as he looked at the figure gradually disappearing.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan's figure stopped, and the cold wind blew up the long ink-like hair behind Ye Shaohan, only the falling snowflakes dyed it white.
"I will be back in three days! Now I am going to find an answer!" The roaring cold wind covered up Ye Shaohan's voice, and finally, the flying snowflakes also drowned Ye Shaohan's figure.
"The fifth generation said that he will come back in three days! Then we can just wait here!" Jue Lin gently patted Qing Jue's shoulder and whispered.
If the Sword God Sect is an unpopular sect, then the next Zongbi will have nothing to do with the Sword God Sect.
But after Ye Shaohan swept through the lower-tier sects, the Sword God Sect has been upgraded to a second-tier sect.
Although the Sword God Sect does not need to participate in the sect competition between the second-rate sects in this session, according to the rules of the sect competition, the Sword God Sect can only leave after the sect competition between the second-rate sects is over.
This so-called rule actually exists with the rule Ye Shaohan mentioned last time. If any second-rate sect wants to challenge all second-rate sects, then the Sword God Sect must also participate.
The wind and snow became stronger and stronger, Qing Jue and others stood in the wind and snow, looking motionlessly in the direction Ye Shaohan left.
The snow has covered the figures of Qingjue and others, but Qingjue and others still haven't moved, so they are waiting for the return of the fifth generation.
Perhaps because of Ye Shaohan's words, Qing Jue and others firmly believed that the Five Generations in three days would regain their former glory.
Under the starlight, snowflakes were flying, and the snowflakes all over the sky seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the stars, and fell weakly on the ice.
The sea is boundless, and its ice is equally boundless. However, on a certain island in the sea, its faint light is swaying in the wind.
This is an isolated island, lifeless and white.
At this moment, a young man in black robe appeared silently on the isolated island, and his endless black mist filled the sky above the island.
In an instant, the isolated island disappeared silently into the wind and snow. And in the six corners of the island stood six bloody figures, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the six figures.
Standing at the top of the mountain, the young man in black robe looked down at the white sky and earth below. In the white sky and earth, a beautiful figure shuttled through the flying snow, looming.
The bright sword light affected the surrounding flying snow, and the cold moonlight fell on the beautiful figure, and also fell on that peerless face.
The moonlight fell in the cold eyes, but the moonlight could not dispel the indifference in those eyes, which was as indifferent as snow.
Dancing gracefully, her sword gave the snowflakes a life they shouldn't have, and the snowflakes danced around like butterflies.
A wave of artistic conception merged into the world, and it seemed that there was only that flying figure left in the world. The eyes of the young man in black robes swayed along with the beautiful figure, "What a beautiful person, what a beautiful sword!"
"A sword like snow, a person like snow, Xiao Luoxue!" the young man in black robe whispered.
"Unfortunately, you are also the prey in the game, and now the game has begun!" The young man in black robe smiled.
"When Godai sees you being ridden on my crotch, I don't know what kind of expression he will have!" Under the moonlight, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth in black robe.
The snow fell, the sword stopped, and the floating figure stopped in vain. Xiao Luoxue raised her head, looked at the figure above with indifferent eyes, and said lightly: "You don't understand him!"
Although hundreds of meters away, the young man in black robe still heard Xiao Luoxue's words, "I heard that Wu Dai once said something for you, if you marry, I will break through the imperial capital!"
"If I touch you, how will he react? I'm actually looking forward to that day!" the young man in black robe said lightly.
"So, you don't understand him!" Even though he was captured, Xiao Luoxue's face remained as expressionless as before, and her tone was as indifferent as before.
"I hate the calmness in your eyes. Why, do you think I won't touch you now?" As he said that, the young man in black robes swept his eyes back and forth over Xiao Luoxue, with a burning look in his eyes.
Xueluo, Xiao Luoxue's figure was looming in the wind and snow, and said lightly: "So what!"
"I know that you still have a fantasy in your heart that that guy from the Fifth Generation will come!" The young man in black robe shook his head and chuckled: "But you don't know that I met him today and even had a fight. Compared to
In imagination, he is much stronger!"
"It's a pity that in the end he is just an ant in the Spiritual Realm. According to the rules of the game, that guy is destined to perish, so don't have any illusions!" The young man in black robe didn't know why he hated the calmness in Xiao Luoxue's eyes so much.
"You can't stop him, and no one can stop him. You don't understand this!" A smile bloomed at the corner of Xiao Luoxue's mouth. At least in the eyes of the young man in black, this was the first time he had seen Xiao Luoxue.
Luoxue's smile.
"You're an ant in the spiritual realm, you overestimate him!" The young man in black robe said lightly: "Besides, I not only hate the calmness in your eyes, but I also hate your smile!"
"Really?" Xiao Luoxue ignored the young man in black robe, holding a sword, and his figure floated in the wind and snow again, and a strange fluctuation of artistic conception filled the air.
The young man in black robe narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sword in Xiao Luoxue's hand, an inexplicable smile flashed across his face.
"Forgetting love!" the young man in black robe whispered. Dozens of days ago, Blood Shadow snatched Xiao Luoxue from the Sword God Sect, but the young man in black robe never made a move against Xiao Luoxue.
Instead, Xiao Luoxue was trapped on this island. This island was called Wangqing Island, and it was originally a training place for a Spirit Emperor realm warrior hundreds of years ago.
Later, the Spirit Emperor realm warrior died, and the island was taken over by the young man in black robe. The sword in Xiao Luoxue's hand was originally inserted into the island. Later, under the deliberate arrangement of the young man in black robe, it was
Xiao Luoxue got the sword.
The name of the sword is Wangqing, and it was originally the sword of a Spirit Emperor realm warrior! On Wangqing Island, the Spirit Emperor realm warrior cultivated the Wangqing artistic conception, and the Wangqing sword contained the artistic conception of her life.
When Xiao Luoxue held the Sword of Forgetfulness, its terrifying artistic conception directly destroyed Xiao Luoxue's original artistic conception. Coupled with the deliberate arrangement of the young man in black robe, Xiao Luoxue gradually fell into the artistic conception of Forgetfulness.