Deep in Cangshan.

Clouds and mists.

A white-flame candle spirit, who is like a raccoon cat, is carefully hiding in the mountains and forests.

Suddenly.

A giant scimitar appeared above the head of Baiyan Zhuling.

Just floating unmovedly...

The fastest sword remained unmoved.

The next moment.

There was a loud bang.

The white flame candle spirit was cut into countless pieces of meat by a sword.

The wind is howling.

A demon pill burning with white flames was sent to the hands of a man in black clothes by the whistling wind.

The man in black clothes only looks like a teenager, but his son is like a middle-aged man.

The man in the dark clothes remembered his son who looked like a middle-aged man and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"My son... this white flame demon pill can just refine a furnace of top-grade pills for you to help you break through to the late stage of the Golden Pill." The young man in Xuanyi showed a loving expression on his face.

Just at this moment.

A sword light flew to it.

This is a letter delivered by the flying sword.

The young man in Xuanyi raised his hand to take it, and then he was stunned.

With a clang.

The sound transmission flying sword landed on the ground.

The boy in Xuanyi remembered the surprise when the child was born, the cuteness of the child's words, and the first time he would call him father, he was surprised.

Although the child grew older and became middle-aged, Lu Chuanfeng's love for him never diminished.

Lu Mingsheng, the son of Lu Chuanfeng, died of soul search. The person who took action was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

"My son Mingsheng is just a Jindan stage monk. Even if he is at fault, how can you, a Nascent Soul stage monk, bully the small one with the big one!?"

"Dong Lingxian! You are so despicable and shameless, you are such an elder!" Lu Chuanfeng roared loudly with tears in his eyes.

Lu Chuanfeng's wailing cry of losing his beloved son echoed deep in Cangshan Mountain.

...

Red Sea Desert.

Yongsha City.

Dong Lingxian returned to his former residence as the Lord of Sha Tang, and quietly waited for Lu Chuanfeng's arrival here.

A light from far to near.

A female cultivator appeared in the form of a woman, and this female cultivator was Cao Jie in the Nascent Soul stage.

Cao Jie was wearing a flower dress and holding a long object in her hand, coming towards the main hall of Yongsha City.

The main hall is open.

Cao Jie stepped into it and sat cross-legged opposite Dong Lingxian.

Cao Jie put the narrow wooden box in her hand on the ground, then smiled at Dong Ling, who was sitting cross-legged in the hall, and said, "Tianjian Mountain Jingtianya Phoenix Sword Master personally visited Jiaodao yesterday to negotiate with my supreme elder Zhu Zishan, who was searching for Lu Mingsheng by you."

"I sent the Supreme Elder to agree that you and Lu Chuanfeng will fight for life and death in the Chihai Desert in three months."

"I know that you have lost your natal flying sword, so I specially recast it for you."

"This eighth-level magic weapon flying sword Earth Emperor Sword can mobilize the power of the earth, and is definitely the best among the earth-based magic weapon flying sword." Cao Jie opened the wooden box, and a long sword with ancient craftsmanship was quietly lying in the wooden box.

Bang!

Close the sword box.

Cao Jie looked at Dong Lingxian with a smile, as if she was determined to eat him.

However, Dong Lingxian smiled faintly, as if he was an outsider saying: "Lord Cao... I remember you once said that you had to provide the materials yourself before you would refine a magic weapon flying sword for me. Why didn't you keep your word?"

The decisive battle of life and death is approaching, Dong Lingxian is so calm, which is beyond Cao Jie's expectations.

"How can you fight Lu Chuanfeng's life-and-death battle without your natal flying sword?"

"I have it." Dong Ling waved his hand and swam around him like a small yellow fish.

"What kind of sword is this?"

"Kunlun Sword." Dong Lingxian said calmly.

"This is just a fifth-level flying sword. You can use this sword to fight Lu Chuanfeng to the decisive battle!?" Cao Jie said in surprise.

"That's right."

"Why don't you beat him with a wooden stick?" Cao Jie roared.

"There is no need to say much about the Lord Cao. The Kunlun Sword will be my natal flying sword and will never change."

"You!" Cao Jie was so angry that she didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"The Lord Cao is a recognized merchant from this sect. I am afraid that he should have another intention when sending a sword for thousands of miles, right?" Dong Lingxian asked simply, pointing out.

Unconsciously.

Dong Lingxian has completely occupied the dominance of the discourse.

Cao Jie had to follow Dong Lingxian's words and answered: "I will not beat you around the bush. As long as you hand over the martial arts inheritance of "Golden Evil Sword Art", this magic weapon flying sword will be given to you."

"Hahahaha..." Dong Lingxian laughed loudly after hearing this.

"What are you laughing at?" Cao Jie's face quickly collapsed.

"How do you know that I have the "Golden Evil Sword Art" here?" Dong Lingxian asked.

"You have been accompanied by the Golden Demon Lord since you were young, so how can you not have the Golden Demon Sword Art?"

"The Golden Demon Lord was a famous sword cultivator in the God Transformation Stage eight hundred years ago, but he was sealed by a five-color peacock that was also in the God Transformation Stage in the Xichuan Demon Clan for eight hundred years..."

"Decades ago, Zhu Zishan, the great elder of this sect, used his late stage of transformation to travel to the Sichuan Demon Clan to kill the five-colored peacock in the God Transformation Stage and obtained a golden sword..."

"At first, the Supreme Elder didn't care but just thought it was an ordinary magic weapon flying sword, so he buried it in the sword tomb, but unexpectedly, a young man actually made the sword react..."

"After some inquiries, our sect found out that golden sword, which is of extraordinary origin, and is the original body of the Golden Demon Lord, the sword cultivator of the God Transformation Period..."

"Then our sect sent elder Zhu Zishan to connect the golden sword with the young man with supreme magical power. The Golden Demon Lord was nourished by the young man's earth magic power and gradually recovered his consciousness, and even some of his magical powers..."

"The young man was ignorant. Even the Jinsha Demon Lord was hidden in the drum. Bai Yu'er, the head of the Jiantang, deliberately arranged dangerous training tasks for the young man, so that the Jinsha Demon Lord was forced to take action to protect him. After a while, the young man had constant opportunities and his cultivation progressed rapidly. He was praised as a genius, but he didn't know that the Jinsha Demon Lord was just releasing water to raise fish. One day, he would harvest it with his capital and profit..."

"However, the Supreme Elder of my sect had already understood everything. He took action decisively half a year ago, sealed the Golden Demon Lord and saved the young man's life." Cao Jie said with narrowing his eyes.

What surprised Cao Jie was that Dong Ling didn't have much emotional fluctuations after hearing these words first, and it seemed that he had expected many things.

Dong Lingxian said lightly: "The old man Jin plotted to murder me after I formed the Nascent Soul, but it was just the result of divination. The divination technique is illusory, how can I take it seriously?"

"Don't you believe in fate?"

"I don't believe it." Dong Lingxian said with a confident look on his face.

"Haha... Actually, I don't believe it either." Cao Jie pursed her lips and smiled.

Bang!

Cao Jie pushed her hand.

The sword box arrived in front of Dong Lingxian.

"I already have a flying sword in my life. I don't need this thing. Master Cao should take it back." Dong Ling first turned his hand and pushed the sword box back.

"Stingy! Sister Cao doesn't want "The Golden Evil Sword Art". You can take this sword and don't be killed by someone." Cao Jie pushed it again and pushed the sword box in front of Dong Lingxian.

When the sword box came to Dong Lingxian again, Dong Lingxian thought for a moment and did not push it away.

Cao Jie breathed a sigh of relief, got up and wanted to leave.

"Let's wait!" Dong Ling called Cao Jie first. He silently took out a jade slip from the storage bag, placed it on his forehead, and began to burn the martial arts...

After a moment.

Dong Ling first threw the jade slip to Cao Jie.

"I don't know the complete set of skills in "Golden Evil Sword Art". After all, I practice the Earth-based Sword Art, which is everything I know."
Chapter completed!