The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Start

Chapter 130 The Two Swords of Zi Lei Read the Bi, the World Advances

Shushan.

The waterfall poured out, and the colorful light shrouded.

On the floating sword peak shrouded in clouds and mist.

The figure with the purple sword in white dances rhythmically with the sword light, and the sword sounds rhythmically in the empty sky.

The fallen leaves are falling, moving with the sword.

It is as if the world is pregnant with a layer – loneliness.

wow.

The sword suddenly stopped.

The white clothed woman’s eyes moved slightly, and she looked at the void beside her, and saw a layer of ripples-swaying open.

It is Zhou Fan.

He stood with a smile and looked at the famous Zijian fairy.

“It’s been a long time, Ma Ran.

Han Ma’s body trembled, and her eyes were full of water.

Zhou Fan stepped forward and hugged Han Maran, and said softly, “I said that when I succeed in laying out the world, it will be the day when you and I will make love.”

As he spoke, he stared at Han Ma’s watery eyes, and touched his lips with his fingertips.

The voice was murderous.

“Yanran, are you willing to be my woman?”

Han Ma didn’t speak, but her lips quietly covered it.

Beautiful woman in her arms.

this night.

The red lid is lifted and the candle burns.

The jagged edges of the swords quietly stunned the layers of pink.

Fairy Zijian of Shushan finally completed the transformation of the woman.

The highest suspended palace.

A spacious palace.

Ancestor Jianmei sighed softly, and his eyes looked at the depths of Jianshan, where there was a sword of Zhenzong in Mengchen.

Zi Lei Shuangjian has never been inseparable.

However, the Ziqing Divine Sword of this generation has its own heart, and it is destined that Lei will not be able to sword.

Perhaps when the next master of the Purple-Blue Divine Sword is born, the Thunder Sword Line will truly bloom.

Spring to autumn.

Eighty years of cold and heat have passed in a blink of an eye.

The Tianshan Mountains, which had collapsed due to the dark demons, condensed again.

Inside the misty snow pool.

Several figures laughed.

Their hair was as white as frost, but their skin was glowing with a jade-like luster.

The face is eternally youthful, without a trace of folds.

suddenly.

A shadow gradually appeared in the thick fog.

Playing with the water in the pool, the few fairies who poured over the world did not panic, but instead looked forward to the wave of love, and looked at the shadow with all eyes.

wow.

Water splashing.

Zhou Fan entered the snow pool and was surrounded by fragrance.

One after another, the fairies swam to the side, laughing and telling the interesting stories of these years.

At this time.

The cold emotional image rippled, and her eyes moved to Zhou Fan. Nangong Xiner frowned slightly, “Zhou Fan, eighty years have passed since you condensed kendo and interfered with the operation of the small world, but the small world still does not exist. The signs of promotion, we can stay for another fifty years at most, if the small world has not been promoted, I am afraid that you may not be successful this time.”

The voice fell.

The rest of Xi Xiaoguo, Han Maran, Yan Bingru, Yu Yun and other women stopped laughing.

They all knew the ultimate purpose of Zhou Fan’s arrival.

That is to get a higher evaluation far beyond the small world evaluation, a god-level evaluation!

And want to get this level of police evaluation.

The first is to condense your own Tao in the small world.

The second is small world promotion.

Both are indispensable.

Eighty years ago, Zhou Fan used a trace of dark origin to play against the origin of the world, and finally came out on top and succeeded in condensing the swordsmanship of the world.

Hence the remaining years.

All he needs to do is to interfere with the world through kendo, and eventually promote the small world. As long as he is promoted, even if it is only a medium world, he will get a super high evaluation.

“It’s really hard to be promoted in a small world!”

Zhou Fan’s voice was calm.

He looked at Jingshu Mountain, at Tianwai Mountain, at the old locust tree, and at the world.

The voice sounded again, “Wait a minute, the baby is not enough.

talking.

He retracted his gaze, and moved his eyes to Han Maran, “Yanran, these days you stay in Xuechi, so you have to work harder and leave your bloodline. I have a hunch that the real opportunity is probably going to fall on our bloodline. .”

Ma Xiaoguo’s pure and innocent face looked a little tight, “Sister, I think it’s better to hit the sun if you choose a day. It happens that everyone is there, so let’s help you and Sister Ma Ran to pour more blood.”

Han Ma shouted, “Good boy, you still want to see my jokes.”

She rushed over and got entangled with Xi Xiaoguo.

Spring is in full swing.

Yan Bingru and Yu Yun looked at each other with a smile in their eyes, and quickly got into the snow pool to assist Zhou Fan.

soon.

The entire sky above the Tianshan Snow Pond is filled with rhythm and moving rhythm.

Years are like water.

Another twenty years passed quietly in the prosperous world.

The souls of countless people have merged into the heaven and the earth, and new life has begun to bloom.

And since Heaven and Earth discovered the way of kendo, the number of sword cultivators in the world has increased day by day. In a hundred years, sword cultivators have become even more enormous. After a chaotic fight, the world’s first sword-based dynasty was born.

Sword Dynasty.

It rules the world of swordsmen.

As the power of the dynasty became stronger and stronger, the established emperor was dissatisfied with the status quo and began to frequently conquer other ancient sword sects. He led the army of sword cultivators to conquer the ancient sects, and soon turned his attention to the sword cultivators who wished the world. Holy place.

Shushan.

However, there is Shushan where the ancestor of Jianmei sits.

Even the emperor of the Sword Dynasty did not dare to act rashly.

but.

Jianmei Patriarch’s deadline is approaching.

He can’t break through the limits of the world, he has run out of fuel.

However, there is no heir to Shushan, so the ancestor of Jianmei can’t take his last breath.

the following year.

The army of the Sword Dynasty could not bear it any longer and opened up Shushan.

Millions of swordsmen are overwhelmed by black clouds.

There are still only tens of thousands of sword cultivators in Shushan, even if their cultivation realm is more advanced, they can’t defend Shushan at all against the army of sword cultivators with more than 100 times the number.

This time.

The Shushan Great Array did not start.

because.

Zi Lei Shuangjian is still in a deep sleep.

After the Zijian Fairy left Shushan Mountain, she returned the Ziqing Double Swords to Jianshan Mountain and hid them together with Lei Jian.

pity.

For a hundred years, the successor disciples of Shushan were weak, and none of them could cause the roar of Jianshan to make Zilei Shuangjian truly recognize the master.

In front of the highest suspended palace.

Tens of thousands of swordsmen descended.

A hundred years ago, Shushan faced the catastrophe of the old monster in the secluded spring, and it was at stake, but a hundred years later, facing the pressure of the dynasty sword, Shushan was once again in a desperate situation.

0, ask for flowers……

Congratulations to “Old Ancestor Mountain!”

“Congratulations to the old ancestor Yunshan!

The sound was terrifying.

Ancestor Jianmei was helpless and could only hold on to his last breath and fight for the survival of Shushan.

However, the sword eyebrows, which were exhausted, were not at all the opponents of the Sword Dynasty in their heyday. After only a few fights, they were defeated by the emperors of the Sword Dynasty.

“The number one sword in the world, but that’s it.

The faint voice of the emperor swayed across the entire Shushan Mountain.

He looked at Shushan with a light mirror, “Shushan, which has stood for five hundred years, will forever be a thing of the past from today onwards.

“Order!”

Shhhhhh.

Millions of sword repairs turned into rainbow lights, all of which rang out in Shushan.

boom!!

at this time.

A shocking sword intent shot straight into the sky from the rookie cultivation palace of Shushan’s former second senior sister.

Jianshan poisonous cry.

Countless sword embryos turned into sword lights and signed over Shu Mountain.

deepest.

The Lei Jian, which has been in existence for nearly two hundred years, suddenly burst into a dazzling radiance.

at the same time.

The other sword edge, like a response, also sent forth the sword intent of the sky.

Two sword intents, one left and one right.

The sword mountain roared again, and the purple sword rushed to the Yun mountain range, with the long sword tail and the thunder sword surrounding each other.

Three hundred years later.

Zilei Shuangjian recognized the master at the same time.

Ancestor Jianmei, whose breath was about to disappear, couldn’t help laughing when he saw this.

Laughter spread over the Shushan Mountains.

“Zilei Shuangjian’s previous life, I, Shushan, will flourish again for three hundred years!”

“Shushan is still the top sect in the world!”

The voice fell.

Ancestor Jianmei sat in Shushan with a smile.

Tens of thousands of Shushan disciples screamed.

The Zilei Shuangjian instantly wiped out the sword dynasty’s army of millions with sword intent that surpassed the sky.

The Emperor of the Sword Dynasty was seriously injured with a sword.

Only embarrassed to escape back to the dynasty.

Tianshan Snow Pond.

see this scene.

Nangong Xin’er, Xi Xiaoguo, Yan Bingru, and Yu Yun’s eyes all shifted to Zhou Fan and Han Maran.

It was the blood of the two that caused Lei Jian Hua Ming.

What caused Zijian Jiaming was the bloodline of the descendant of the painting fairy of Tianwai Mountain.

But just asking Zi Lei to ask the two swords is not enough to motivate the world to advance.

Crash.

Zhou Fan stepped on the snow pond, and his eyes went straight to the Heavenly Palace.

The origin of the world that was running was stagnant for a moment, and the breath of Zilei Shuangjian Wenbi suddenly evoked the Heavenly Palace, lowered the source, tempered the Zilei Shuangjian again, and transformed the two divine swords into the sword of the root of the world.

at the same time.

A wisp of the human swordsmanship that he realized rhyme was attached to these two divine swords.

Do it all.

Zhou Fan went back to the snow pool.

He smiled and said, “When these two grow up and break through the limits of heaven and earth, it will be the time for the promotion of the small world!”

Condensing the sword embryo of the Divine Sword with the swordsmanship of the world will quietly transform the bodies of the two of them, making it easier for them to cross the limits of the world.

And a small world has three native creatures beyond the limit, which will undoubtedly make the small world truly change and promote.

This is all the layout plan of Zhou Fan. little,