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Chapter 115 Gifts after death, treatment of the protagonist

Sword Sect, Lingxiao Cliff.

A faint light emerged out of thin air and shot into Li Qingyang's sea of ​​consciousness, disappearing.

"It's good that I caught up!" Du Xuan opened his eyes, sat cross-legged, and breathed a long sigh of relief in his mouth.

As soon as he calmed down his emotions, he saw two sword lights tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds and landing on Lingxiao Cliff. The sword lights converged and two real people of Jindan appeared. Looking at the costumes, they were the elders from the Supervision Hall.

Du Xuan did not dare to be negligent and quickly got up to pay homage.

"No need to be polite. Let's come here to check if there is any alien Yuanli on my nephew?" The chief inspector Xuan Kongzi knew that Du Xuan was the master of Tianhe Zhengfa Sword Sword. Without Dongyang Zheng, the Nine-Shock Sword Sword Strike, he was almost a steady next generation leader, so his attitude was very good.

"After I gained the alien Yuanli, I have practiced a lot of secret magical powers after I have gained the Tianhe Sword. Moreover, I have practiced some of the magical powers of the Sea Clan!" Du Xuan naturally understood why they came, but he deliberately added some caution when he spoke.

"That doesn't matter. We only look for one alien species. The Yuan power is very special. A normal monk will definitely not have it!" Xuan Kongzi said again.

"That's good!" Du Xuan nodded and asked, "How do I need to cooperate?"

"No need to cooperate, just let the Yuanli detection magic mirror in my hand take a look!" As he spoke, Xuan Kongzi took out a square mirror about the size of a foot from his sleeve and shook it at Du Xuan.

As a result, nothing unusual!

Xuan Kongzi smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, I'll disturb my nephew's cultivation!"

"Where is it? It's appropriate to cooperate with the Supervision Hall's investigation!" Du Xuan replied immediately, "Actually, the two uncles don't have to go this trip at all. Just give me a command and let me go!"

"This time the difference is important and needs to be kept confidential! However, you can definitely know with your nephew's identity!" Xuan Kongzi shook his head, revealed a little more, and then left.

As soon as they left, Du Xuan completely relaxed. He tried his best to urge the sword energy and Lei Yin to come back, just for this. Otherwise, he would have planned to return after joining Zhu Chongba and Zhu Shenfeng!

During this relaxation, Du Xuan immediately recalled all the efforts he had crossed the border, as if he had lived here for several years, but in fact, it was still two days and three months away. Everything was too tense because of the "harshness" of the task. However, now he has achieved great success.

The reward for killing Dongyang Zheng is 2,000 years old. Every month ahead, the additional reward is 100, and the time limit is three years. In other words, he is 33 months ahead of time, which is 3,300 years old. Total 5,300 years old, which is almost smoothing out his investment.

Some people may say, isn't this still a loss? In fact, not only that, besides his promotional cultivation and the additional secret magical powers he practiced, he also gained two Jindan real people, two innate masters and thousands of giant Kun Taoist soldiers; he gained two spiritual treasure-level flying swords and one magic weapon-level flying sword.

Among them, the low-grade spiritual treasure Qianhuan Cloud Mist Sword has been sold. Although it has been discounted, the gains are still as high as tens of thousands. This one alone will make him very rewarded. It can be said that even if Du Xuan stops when he sees it, he will return to the underworld. This trip is perfect and perfect!

However, Du Xuan had no idea of ​​returning! First, he practiced the Xuantian Zhenwu method of taking over the true water of all kinds, and had to obtain the original water to be perfect. A drop of 800,000 yuan in life made Du Xuan feel like he saved money to buy a house during his lifetime. He had to do everything he could to save money.

Secondly, human nature is greedy and greedy for Shu, Du Xuan is no exception. Moreover, with this success, he has more confidence in the plan to fall of the true genius, the Zhenjun of Burial Sword.

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Early the next morning, as soon as the sun rose, Du Xuan got up and flew towards the sky and the sea.

After a night of complete relaxation and rest, Du Xuan had already adjusted his state. At this moment, he seemed to have just crossed the border, and was full of energy, ready to deal with Zhenjun Burial Sword.

Du Xuan had just fallen in the sea of ​​Tianhe. Before he could take a step, he felt the magic power of Tianhe in his body stimulating, and then countless black seeds penetrated into his body. Du Xuan was very familiar with these seeds, which were Dongyang Zheng’s immortal sword seed!

In an instant, Du Xuan understood what the purpose of Dongyang Zheng coming here was!

Dongyang Zheng really wanted to kill himself and not let him threaten his status. However, the means he chose were very hidden and he didn't need to really meet him. He just needed to come to Tianhehai by himself, which was enough.

Because he is full of immortality sword species here. Moreover, these immortality sword species are led by Tianhe Burial Sword Technique, which means that no one except himself will find any strangeness when they come here.

This plan is vicious. As long as it is successful, Du Xuan will not only no longer be Dongyang Zheng’s opponent, but will instead become his incarnation. His help is like the two Jindan real people who exploded and died on the Lifa Mountain.

"What a pity, what a pity! You met me, otherwise, you might have succeeded!" Du Xuan sighed, not caring about the influx of the immortal sword seed.

Although the immortal sword seed was silently invading, Du Xuan's blood and his face turned blue very obvious, Li Xuan naturally sensed it instantly.

"What's going on?"

Li Xuan was about to help, but Du Xuan waved his hand to stop him and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, this is my money-giving boy who will give me his last big gift pack!"

Sure enough, after Du Xuan's qi and blood had decayed for a moment, his movements stopped abruptly, and the strange color on his body began to fade. Then he declined again, faded again, and continued again. After nearly a quarter of an hour, Du Xuan completely transformed the immortal sword seeds into the three thousand weak waters. At this moment, the magic power of the three thousand weak waters had already reached the third level of the innate level.

"Congratulations, why is it not my turn to this good thing that has risen to the next level in vain?" Li Xuan sensed Du Xuan's change in breath and sighed to the sky.

"This is fate! Who made Dongyang my prey?" Du Xuan said with a smile.

"Don't move, I'll take a look!" Li Xuan heard this, suddenly his eyes widened, and a strange light burst out, and he reached out to stop Du Xuan's raised footsteps.

After a moment, Li Xuan's eyes returned to normal, but a bright smile appeared on his face. "That's great, this time the true Lord of Burial Sword is dead!"

"Oh? What's going on?" Du Xuan asked.

"You are not sure about your situation yet. I look at the air with my Dharma eyes. The luck above your head is as bright as a brocade cloud, stretching eight hundred feet, and the dragon and phoenix are flying among them, soaring freely! This is the perfect treatment of the protagonist of the world!" Li Xuan said.

"It's Dongyangzheng!" Du Xuan realized immediately.

"That's right, he is such a fortune-giving boy!" Li Xuan nodded with a happy face.

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