Retire from the human world

"Snapped!"

Immortal Baishu's fly whisk, which was cracked by the sky thunder, was the first to be "heroic".Master Bai Shu didn't care about the ruined magic weapon, and desperately dragged the elder of Rizhao Zong back.

"It's over, it's over!" As a weapon, the mountain axe is very sensitive to murderous aura, and immediately felt the coercion of this raging anger is very terrifying. .

He crouched down resolutely.

Fight if you can, and hide if you can't. Weapons have no dignity in winning or losing.

Shen Dong was rushed back by this murderous aura, but luckily Du Heng was behind him, so he was not crushed and fell directly.

Yu Kun was tongue-tied, first panicked, then surprised, and kept looking at Du Heng, but unfortunately Du Heng had no expression, and the others were all in a hurry and didn't notice it at all.

Once upon a time, both cultivators and gods had a very bad habit.

That is to overwhelm people with force.

If you have a conflict, get in the way, or look uncomfortable, you don’t need to use weapons to copy the magic weapon, just release the aura and mana directly to form coercion, making you unsteady when you shoot, if you don’t want to stand upright, wait for your internal organs to be injured, and you will be shot. His face turned blue and white, and he suffered from boredom.Of course, it can only be used on people whose strength is not as good as your own. Later, the spiritual energy in the world was scarce, and the number of cultivators dropped sharply.

Unexpectedly, the gods still maintain this tradition!

There was an arrogant cold snort from the clouds, obviously the immortal was very dissatisfied with the fact that the people below were not crushed, so he added more force, the platform paved with blue jade made a slight creaking sound, Yu Kun was sweating profusely, and wanted to shout , but the sound it made was not loud, it was as low as a mosquito humming: "Linghuan Sanren, hello...it's me, Yu Kun!"

Too windy to hear ==

Shen Dong gritted his teeth, he desperately wanted to stand firm, but he didn't know how to restrain his breath and judge the situation like the mountain axe, if he was not careful, the blue sword light would come out through his body, exuding a threatening chill.

"Huh? It's sword energy!"

The coercion was suddenly subdued, and Baishu, who was struggling to support, rolled into a ball with the great elder of Rizhaozong, and Yu Kun also lay flat out of breath. No matter what you looked at, the larger the size, the larger the force-bearing area, which is very pitiful.

Shen Dong also couldn't hold back his momentum, he just lay down on the front, he wanted to get up but he raised his head!

——Thick clouds were pulled open like cotton candy, the first thing you saw was a hand with a crane embroidered on the sleeve, and then a very young face with handsome eyebrows and a leisurely expression, just like that Blinking his eyes, he looked down at the mouth of the cloud cave.

Crowd: ...

"Did you just ascend?"

The immortal just lay on the clouds, shouting at them as if through the skylight of a glass hole: "Which one is the sword cultivator?"

Everyone looked at Du Heng in unison. If it wasn't for the fact that the opponent's friends and enemies were unknown, and the situation in the heavenly realm was mysterious, they probably would have pointed out their fingers at the same time.

"Well, it's you..." The fairy was obviously a little surprised, and after taking a careful look at Du Heng, his attention was attracted by Shen Dong. The more he looked, the wider his eyes widened, and in the end Du Heng simply blocked Shen Dong.

"Sword spirit, it turned out to be a sword spirit, that's impossible! I've never heard that a sword cultivator's sword can become..."

The immortal rubbed his eyes, then added a spell of clear eyesight to himself, and took out a small mirror in his arms to look at it, and finally confirmed that it was not dazzled, and immediately waved his hands like paddling water, excitedly Thick clouds ripped open.

Soon, a fairy with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, bare feet and no shoes appeared in front of them as if he had escaped from the scene of a fire.

Before he could speak, Yu Kun jumped on him.

"Ling Huan Sanren!!"

The fairy was startled, and dodged to avoid it: "Wait, who are you?"

"I'm Yu Kun!"

"Who is Yu Kun?" The immortal was still in a daze.

"Uh... the Kun from Beihai."

"Huh? It's you, ahahaha." The fairy immediately laughed wildly, pointing at Yu Kun, his fingers were shaking, "How did you become so thin, who can recognize it? Is it because the world is too poor, or is the world changing? , the North Sea turned into land and squeezed you like this?"

"..."

Okay, so venomous.

It's nothing if your head is squeezed by the door. Watch the sword fairy laugh at the fat man's ultimate skill to lose weight.

"Hey, we are old friends after all." Yu Kun blacked out, not saving any face!

"Who is your old friend?" Jianxian laughed, and immediately regained his conceit, coldly snorted and put his hands behind his back, "I just count the islands in the East China Sea where you pass by every year as a calendar season. You are the one who greeted you without permission, did I answer?"

Everyone looked at Yu Kun with sympathy.

This is not giving face, it is not even saving face!

"That kid." Sword Immortal Linghuan didn't look at people with his chin at all, he floated in a position where his feet were higher than the heads of everyone, his appearance seemed to be leisurely, but his expression was extremely arrogant, "Which school of swordsmen are you, Emei? Or Tianshan?"

Yu Kun was very embarrassed, Du Heng hesitated slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"No way."

"It's impossible, the sword cultivator wants to ascend, but no..."

"Disciple Du Heng, pay homage to Patriarch Linghuan."

"Ugh!" A certain sword fairy belatedly remembered something, he seemed to have disbanded Duantianmen back then.

Then he coughed dryly, his disdain and arrogance disappeared, and he fell directly from mid-air to the ground with an embarrassed expression: "You are Du Heng, I have heard of it... Hey, no, shouldn't you still have more than 100 years to ascend? "

His eyes widened, and he kept asking:

"Could it be that your cultivation base is so fast? Your master has just ascended to the catastrophe stage within a few decades, and now you have finished accepting apprentices for 300 years? Wizard, even your sword has turned into a sword spirit, it's unbelievable."

Du Heng was dumb, unable to utter a single word.

Duantianmen's inheritance is really... hopeless.

Shen Dong was also sweating, and hurriedly helped to change the topic: "That's not the case, it's impossible for us to ascend...I mean, we didn't ascend at all?"

"Then how did you get here?" Linghuan Sword Immortal was even more surprised.

"I was pulled by a strong man." The Mountain Axe said aggrievedly.

Real Baishu realized that the person in front of him was the elder of Du Heng's sect, instead of heaving a sigh of relief, he became even more nervous, with his expression on the verge of collapse and breaking, and he opened his mouth and said, "It's a tenth Dzogchen Buddhist who ascended, We were nearby, somehow being pulled into the sky."

"Is there such a thing?" Linghuan Sword Immortal screamed indistinctly, and asked in a series of voices: "Then there is no catastrophe?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Only Shen Dong murmured, the earliest suction was obviously to pull himself, and the rest of the people were all unlucky people who followed in. He and Du Heng had already passed the Nine Heavens Tribulation, so what else could they strike down.

"The way of heaven is unfair!"

Linghuan Sword Immortal looked up to the sky and screamed: "I worked so hard back then, I only passed 81 thunderstorms, I was exhausted, and you didn't have to pass it!! It's so disgusting——"

Stretching out his hand and slashing fiercely, the sword was so strong that the whole platform was divided into two halves, and everyone fell down again.

From a distance, all the clouds and mist are scrambling to get rid of each other, and a glass-roofed palace in the far distance makes a crisp clicking sound, and two or three tiles slide down.

"..." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Wait, we are unlucky... so unlucky that Du Heng didn't even have time to accept his apprentice!" Shen Dong said hastily.

"That would be even more hateful, I have no inheritance from Duantianmen!"

Again, the platform is now floating in four pieces, still wobbly. At this time, write "South, East, North and West" on the top of the platform, and fill in the content on the eight sides. It seems to be the most popular game in the world.

Yu Kun reprimanded angrily in a low voice: "How did you talk?"

Before Shen Dong could refute, Du Heng said expressionlessly: "Sooner or later, he will know about these things."

"But it's not now..." Yu Kun wanted to say more, but suddenly found that Linghuan Jianxian had no hostility, and came over as if nothing happened, Yu Kun quickly shut up, if the gods and cultivators are picky , the upgraded version of Sword Immortal of Sword Cultivator obviously does not distinguish between enemy and friend, and is as flat as it is unpleasing to the eye, and the fate of saying the wrong thing is very serious.

"Come on, Patriarch doesn't have any good things, so I'll give this to you."

Linghuan Jianxian took out a red thread from his sleeve, held it in his hand, and handed it to Du Heng with a pleasant smile.

——It seems that what he is holding is not a thread, but a priceless treasure, and there is a bit of regret and reluctance in his eyes.

Everyone said again: ...

Du Heng could only catch it silently.

"This is?" Shen Dong twitched the corners of his mouth, it was fine, his facial expression recovered a bit.

Could it be the thing he thought of!

"This is Yuelao's red thread. I managed to snatch it! In the sky and on the earth, this is the only one left!"

"Pfft..." Yu Kun spat, and then realized something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked. "Why only this one?"

Linghuan Sword Immortal looked over with a look that you really are stupid: "Of course it's because Yuelao died."

"scare?"

Can old men die?Heaven is too chaotic.

Linghuan Sword Immortal nodded arrogantly, and said arrogantly: "Your master asked me for it, but I didn't give it."

——Thank you so much!

Du Heng was speechless, Shen Dong couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"Because there is no formula, so there is only the simplest way. Good disciple, if you fancy a fairy, just tie the red thread on her finger and wrist, it should work well... eh?" Sword Immortal Ling Huan opened her mouth wide, Looking at Du Heng with a stiff expression.

Everyone also looked at Du Heng stupidly.

Shen Dong was the one who was completely petrified, he watched helplessly as the red thread circled his wrist and disappeared in an instant.

"You...I..." Sword Immortal Linghuan tilted his head, couldn't adjust his expression for a long time, and finally he could only say dumbly: "This is your sword, not ginseng, and it doesn't need to be tied with a red string!"

Shen Dong suddenly came back to his senses, immediately grabbed Du Heng's collar angrily, and asked angrily: "What do you mean? Is the red thread garbage? You can wrap the garbage around the sword at will? I shouldn't bother, let you be caught Heavenly lightning strike! We should be done with it at that moment..."

"There are no fairies, just for you."

Du Heng calmly pulled Shen Dong's hand down.

"Give me back ginseng, you bastard...what do I want this thing for, wait..."

Shen Dong looked at Du Heng blankly.

Du Heng stretched out his hand to straighten the button that had been snapped open in a hurry, and then pulled up the collar. After looking up and down, he was quite satisfied. He patted the center of Shen Dong's eyebrows, and said lightly, "That's what you think."

Shen Dong's eyes changed from doubt to shock, and the spiritual power poured in for a short time, making him confused, but he couldn't feel more clearly what Du Heng wanted to say. It wasn't words, and it couldn't be described, it was just a deep thought.

Never betray, never part, in every sense.

"Patriarch Linghuan, we just came to the Heaven Realm, and I want to know what's going on here?" Du Heng ignored Yu Kun and Bai Shu, who were also stunned and shocked, and walked in front of the mountain-opening ax with their mouths wide open, right? The sword fairy Linghuan said, "Where is the disciple's master? Where is he?"

"Oh, he..." Sword Immortal Linghuan said in a daze.

"boom!"

Du Heng suddenly looked back.

It was found that Shen Dong fell to the ground in a daze, and fainted.Overwhelmed with horror ==

"Ah, the red line of the sword you gave you is—" Sword Immortal Linghuan exclaimed, he looked around, Yu Kun was wiping his sweat, Reverend Baishu touched his forehead nervously, the mountain-opening ax squatted on the ground, and the Great Elder looked at the sky.

Du Heng just nodded and didn't speak.

As a result, Linghuan Sword Immortal, the most famous and domineering under the Eighteenth Heavenly Layer in the Immortal World, lost his foot on the spot and sat down on the ground.