The biggest difference between Liu Yan ran and Su E is that Liu Yan ran can pretend to be weak while Su E will never encourage Guo Yi while Su E will constantly suppress Guo Yi.
The two men showed their love in different ways. Fortunately, Guo Yi ate both ways. Unfortunately, Guo Yi ate both ways.
Anyway, this is the last place in Guo Yigu’s mysterious world. When it’s over, he will go out of the country and step on the road of "Fa Bang".
Chapter 436 Buried day sword spirit
This golden sea water is ten times heavier than ordinary water, just like mercury, and its density is higher than mercury, even if ordinary people don’t sink.
These golden seawater are called "water gold"!
It takes a lot of effort to break the water and gold, but Guo Yi holds the Qingyun chasing the sun boat in his hand, and it is much easier to break the water and gold with this treasure.
Qingyun chasing the sun boat was covered with a light blue mask and quickly shuttled through the water, and soon it was close to the bottom.
"What a big sword. Isn’t this golden ocean mapped by the light of this giant sword?"
There is a golden giant sword in the center of the bottom of the water. This giant sword is at least 100 meters high. The body of the sword is tied with two arms, the thickness of which is dark, and the two sections of the hilt are respectively set to lock the sword firmly at the bottom of the water.
This giant sword is exactly the same as the buried heavenly sword. The difference is that the buried heavenly sword is as big as a palm, but this sword is like a mountain peak.
The golden sword is also engraved with the word "buried in heaven", which is quite primitive and the handwriting of the buried heavenly sword is exactly the same.
"This is not a sword, this sword spirit is the real sword spirit of the heavenly sword." Jia Ye monk turned a golden light from Guo Yi’s fingers and flew out of the golden lotus platform suspended in the water.
Guo Yi looked at the giant sword in front of him and felt an inexplicable familiarity. "If it is a sword spirit, what are you?"
Jia Ye monk sighed deeply, "I can also make some guesses that Jingsheng lost the battle with the Northern Wilderness Emperor, but he took away the buried heavenly sword spirit. But I was the fourth generation owner of the buried heavenly sword, but I was offended by something. The Northern Wilderness Emperor was destroyed by him and my soul was sealed, and the buried heavenly sword became a fake sword spirit."
There are a lot of things that Jia Ye monks are vague about. Obviously, there are some things that he doesn’t want Guo Yi to know, but one thing is certain: monk Jia Ye is not the original sword spirit of the heavenly sword, but the golden giant sword in front of him is.
The power of a psychic war sword is closely similar to that of the sword spirit, which makes the real sword spirit and body of the buried heavenly sword combine into one, so it can certainly reproduce the power of buried heavenly sword.
At this moment, the golden sword imprisoned by two chains was violently shaking up. A golden light was like ripples swinging towards Guo Yi. At the same time, Guo Yi buried the heavenly sword in his finger, and Huo Ran rushed out to turn into a sword light and flew towards the golden sword.
"Come back!" Guo Yi palm stretch buried monty canon power immediately from his hand generate directly buried heavenly sword and caught his hand.
"It turns out that I have been calling to bury the heavenly sword and the sword spirit."
The violent shaking in Guo Yi’s hand when he buried the heavenly sword seemed to break away from Guo Yi at any time.
"Hum!"
A cold hum sounded like a Hong Zhong, and the eardrum almost cracked. An old man wearing a blood-red cassock suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The old man wore a blood-red crown and waist and was inlaid with this bloody gem. Even his feet were blood boots.
His hair is covered with white hair, and his eyebrows and beard are quite neat. Without that dazzling bloodstained robe, he looks like an old fairy who lives in seclusion.
Holding a bloody dust in his hand, he smiled kindly, just like people and animals, but when he saw Guo Yi and Guo Yi burying the heavenly sword in their hands, he immediately became cold and folded, like a devil.
"The fourth generation owner of the buried heavenly sword and the fifth generation owner are all wastes. Burying heavenly sword into your hands is simply an insult to the buried heavenly sword. Give it back to me now." Jingsheng leaned out with one hand and turned a huge hand shadow towards Guo Yi, as if to crush him.
Jingshengxiu doesn’t know how high it is. Anyway, it’s like a mountain crossing Guo Yi’s face. When he made his moves, Guo Yi felt like a myriad of gods were entangled in the lock, and his body actually moved a point.
"God’s keel wing is broken"
Just respect the novice is about to grasp to Guo Yishi, a pair of ten-foot-long white bone wings sticking out from the back, Guo Yi suddenly felt thin and then rushed out to break the breath.
"Hum duckweed shaking the tree is a struggle." Jingsheng’s finger suddenly points out a bloody ocean. There are hundreds of millions of bones floating in the ocean, and the blood gas is enriched from time to time. Once these blood gases touch the body, even the star owner will be corroded.