Along the way, because Lin Tianyou had a beautiful follower, the journey was not too boring.
It’s just that my ears have been very irritated because this little girl is like a lark, chattering endlessly.
"Ahead is Juyu City.
Does the master know this city?"
Celestial Silkworm Needle Spirit suddenly asked.
"This is a small town on the border of ancient times, I don't even bother to know about it!"
Lin Tianyou had no expression on his face and answered arrogantly.
Tiancan Zhenling smiled and didn't care. She just assumed that Lin Tianyou didn't know the origin of Juyu City, and continued as if no one was there:
"The reason why Juyu City is called this is because it rains all year round.
There are many strange places in the primitive land, but a place where rainwater gathers like Rain Ju City is extremely rare.
At first, others thought that there might be some treasure in this city, which attracted a large number of powerful people from ancient times to come and open up wasteland.
As a result, it attracted a lot of people, but not a single treasure was dug out.
However, it was precisely because of the arrival of these people that Juyu City formed the scale that a city should have.
Later, they also built a large number of ghost gates in the city to lead to the underworld."
After Lin Tianyou heard this, he still didn't make any move and just strode forward.
When the Celestial Silkworm needles fell in love with each other, it felt boring.
Her new owner doesn't seem to like talking much.
This made her, a person who likes to chat, pout her mouth in grievance and stopped talking all the way.
Juyu City, somewhere in a dark basement.
There are a large number of stone platforms placed in the center of the room.
On these stone platforms, lying quietly were several swords of good quality.
A man in black held a porcelain bottle in his hand and carefully poured the vaporized liquid in the bottle into the sword body.
Just as a "Zhi" sound was heard, a large amount of black air emerged, and the sword broke.
The man in black frowned, shook his head and said:
"Damn it, failed again!
Is it so difficult to refine a magic sword?"
The man in black has a very scary scar at the left corner of his mouth. When he is angry, the scar seems to burst at any time.
"Master, there is an emergency to report!"
At this moment, a man's voice came from outside, with deep tension and fear in his voice.
"whats the matter?"
The scarred man's tone was a bit impatient.
The man who had just arrived quickly knelt down respectfully, clasped his fists at the scarred man and said:
"Return to the master, Jue Dao Guishen...he was soul-destroyed!"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the scarred man turned around suddenly, and a terrifying aura soaring to the sky instantly filled the basement.
It seems that if the momentum increases even more, this basement will explode directly.
Who is Jue Dao Guishen?
That is the god of the ghost clan in the underworld.
In terms of strength alone, even if he were to fight against him, he would need hundreds of moves to win.
How could such a powerful master have his soul destroyed?
"Tell me clearly what is going on!"
The scarred man's voice was extremely low at the moment, and the ghosts and gods of Jue Dao had an inseparable connection with him.
He provides traces of weapon spirits to Jue Dao ghosts and gods in the wild land.
The Juedao Ghost God brought him the ghost souls from the underworld.
Both sides got what they needed and have been cooperating for hundreds of years.
This time, the scarred man felt that he was about to understand the secret of making the magic sword and urgently needed a bottle of ghost soul with ice soul attribute, so he passed the news about the Celestial Silkworm Needle Spirit to the Jue Sword Ghost God in exchange.
Unexpectedly, I heard the news that the ghost of Jue Dao was exterminated.
The man who reported the news did not dare to hide anything and replied in a trembling voice:
"When the Jue Dao Ghost God was catching the Heavenly Silkworm Needle Spirit, he accidentally offended a ghost clan who was also from the underworld. The ghost clan killed him in a fit of rage."
"There are only a handful of ghosts and gods in the underworld. Jue Dao is so unlucky that he just happens to meet a ghost and god who is stronger than him?"
The scarred man didn't quite believe it.
In the prehistoric border, some people will never see a ghost or god in their entire life. Unless they deliberately look for it, it is impossible to easily encounter such a powerful person.
"What's the name of that ghost?"
The scarred man narrowed his eyes and asked again in a cold voice.
"He is not a ghost, but the Dragon King and Ghost Emperor, who is known as the strongest in the underworld!"
"What? The Dragon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor killed him?"
The scarred man's eyes widened, and he took back the aura he exuded.
He turned around slightly and continued to look at the sword on the stone platform.
The man who reported the news had a look of surprise on his face.
The master who was so angry just now, why did his anger dissipate instantly when he heard the name of Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor?
In fact, the name of Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor has already spread to the ears of some big shots in the prehistoric border.
The terrifying man who leapfrogged the ranks and killed the Ice Emperor and the Ghost God at Tianzi Peak.
Even the scarred man is familiar with this name.
It’s not surprising that the sword-wielding ghost and god would die in the hands of this young man.
The man who reported the message also focused his attention on the scarred man. This man was his master and he was always decisive in doing things. He wanted to see what kind of orders his master would give.
Should he send people to surround and kill the Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor, or are he going to take action himself?
But he obviously thought too much.
"As for the Dragon King and Ghost Emperor, you don't have to worry about it anymore, and don't send people to follow him.
If you dare to violate it, I will kill you without mercy!"
The scarred man was silent for a long time, and then he waved his hand, signaling the man to retreat.
The man who reported the message was also sensible and did not dare to ask any more questions. He simply backed away and left.
"Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor?"
The scarred man's fist suddenly clenched, making a series of crackling sounds.
"You made it impossible for me to continue to refine the magic sword. I will never forget this grudge.
When I find your weakness, I will definitely let you sacrifice your soul to my sword!"
He has murderous intentions everywhere. The Demon Sword is the magic weapon he has been waiting for for hundreds of years. If he can get the ghost soul sent by the Jue Sword Ghost God today, maybe the Demon Sword will be born.
It's a pity that the success fell short!
"Where are the two evil spirits of heaven and earth?"
Just listen to him shouting into the void.
"My subordinate is here!"
Immediately, two figures filled with evil aura showed their true colors.
They knelt down on one knee and worshiped respectfully.
"There will be a Sword Spirit Conference held in the east of the city tomorrow. I want you two to do everything you can to subdue the number one sword spirit."
"Master, sword spirits are different from other weapon spirits. They are arrogant by nature and only consider the person they like as their master.
Although the two of us are very strong, we may not be recognized by those sword spirits."
Tiansha, who had a cloud-shaped tattoo on his left forehead, said.
"That's right, Master, there will definitely be a lot of competitors at the Sword and Spirit Conference.
Those young masters from big families may be more favored by the sword spirits."
The Disha on the right also followed suit.
"In this case, if anyone dares to compete with you for the sword spirit, you will kill him!
In the wild land, only the strong deserve to have sword spirits!"
The scarred man's face was cold, and his murderous intent was even stronger.