Peerless Sword Fairy Signed In For Three Thousand Years

At this moment, Da Luo Jianzong can be said to be full of fear.

These three years.

Although there are also very terrifying monsters.

But the monsters always retreated in the mist after all, and rarely killed people in their Daluo Sword Sect, unless some disciples sent out brought back some monsters, they would appear in the sect!

However, just this morning, they discovered the bodies of two disciples in the sect!

There was a small blood hole in their chest, the heart was missing, and the blood had dried up at this time, and the whole body was like a mummy, as if the blood had been emptied.

Such a strange death must be caused by a demon!

But now people are dead.

But the demon was nowhere to be seen.

Could it be because.

Maybe the monster is hiding in the Great Luo Sword Sect?

Thinking of this, they couldn't help shaking.

A kind of fear began to spread gradually.

"What are you panicking about?"

But at this time, a voice like a pinning needle slowly resounded through the crowd, and the crowd immediately separated, and Zhang Sanjian walked slowly from a distance, with a pair of indifferent eyes.

"It's the suzerain..."

"The suzerain is here, we must find that demon and avenge the two junior brothers!"

And Zhang Sanjian walked over slowly, with an extremely dignified expression.

He is well aware of his current physical condition.

If there are any monsters appearing, then he might really be unable to hold back!

His eyes stared at the corpses of the two disciples.

Slowly walked in front of it.

Check it out carefully.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched.

"What's this?"

Immediately, some disciples came over and saw Zhang Sanjian pressing the head of the corpse with some rough palms, then turned slightly to the side, and saw a gray... handprint behind the ear of the corpse?

The handprint is not too big.

It looks like a baby's handprint.

It is gray-blue in color, revealing a gloomy and cold aura.

The skin is extremely wrinkled.

Without exception, both of them had such baby handprints behind their ears.

Zhang Sanjian's heart sank, but on the surface he was extremely relaxed.

"It's nothing, there should be monsters lurking nearby, and they happened to be disciples who got up early in the morning to be on duty. They were attacked by monsters in the black mist. Monsters will not appear in Da Luo Jianzong. In recent days, disciples should be careful a little."

Zhang Sanjian left, and his disciples also dispersed.

True.

In such a place shrouded in black mist, every day that can survive is a gift from God.

Shen Changge walked out of his room slowly.

Before he had time to stretch himself, he was called over by the old man.

"Long song."

The old man looked extremely serious.

"What's the matter, old man?"

"Da Luo Jianzong is about to die."

Shen Changge:? ? ?

what happened?

Why did you, old clapper, start singing mourning today?

"No, Da Luo Jianzong will not be destroyed." Shen Changge said indifferently.

Zhang Sanjian was stunned for a moment, obviously stunned by Shen Changge's uncharacteristic response: "I'm serious, I can't hold on anymore."

"No, you can hold on."

"I really can't do it."

"You have to hold on."

"Let's write a suicide note together, and you teach me some words."

"Bad luck! What bad luck! Did you come to me early in the morning to talk about this! Old clapper! You old clapper!"

As if they had taken the wrong lines, the two disagreed with each other, and they pinched together immediately.

After pinching.

"Puppy stuff!"

"Old bastard!"

People outside heard it and got used to it.

Eldest brother and suzerain often fight, they have long been used to it.

After a long time.

Zhang Sanjian sighed.

"You know my current state. Once a monster comes in, I can't stop it at all. Now, as long as I circulate my breath, I will immediately fall into a state of stagnation. I can no longer do anything..."

Shen Changge frowned, his heart sank slightly, it seemed that Master's injury was more serious than he imagined.

It seems that this old guy is no longer reliable.

And Zhang Sanjian couldn't help sighing when he looked at his eldest disciple, as if looking forward to it, hoping to be comforted.

"Let's take one step at a time. Junior brother and junior sister haven't come back yet, and the other disciples sent out haven't come back either. We're alone and helpless, and we're about to run out of resources, so it's not just demons who threaten us." Shen Changge Extremely serious.

"Can't you comfort me? Let me live in a dream for a while..."

"You are not a big girl with yellow flowers, what comfort do you want for an old clapper who doesn't lift up?"

Shen Changge's face was full of contempt.

At this time, he saw another volume of books on Zhang Sanjian's desk.

"What's this?"

"[Great Luo Sword Sect Fengyun Record]"

"The Great Luo Sword Sect once had a vast territory even if it was only a branch sect. No one dared to offend!" Zhang Sanjian thoughtfully took out a roll of maps from the title page of the book, and spread it out on the table.

Shen Changge looked at Zhang Sanjian helplessly.

This product...

Still thinking about this?

only……

He suddenly looked at the map.

The Sutra Library Pavilion, the Sword Washing Pool, the Sword Forging Furnace, the Sword Killing Pavilion, the Shijian Pavilion, the Yujian Pavilion...

Sword Qi Mountain, Sword Intent Mountain, Sword Gang Mountain...

these places!

If I sign in at these places...

In an instant, Shen Changge grabbed the map, quickly stuffed it into the book, then turned and left.

"Little calf! What are you doing!"

Shen Changge left here without asking any questions!

"This little brat..." Zhang Sanjian sat on the spot and suddenly laughed angrily, "Changge, Changge, if there is really no hope, I will burn my life to open a way for you, and see if I can find other survivors living in the dark. The sect in the fog..."

Zhang Sanjian sighed, Shen Changge's temperament is too similar to him, he likes to show off (pretend to be) holy (forced), loves to be lazy, and glib.

So he prefers Shen Changge.

Looking at him was like seeing the ineffective self of the past.

Otherwise, how could Shen Changge, such a salted fish, live so well in this state of Da Luo Jianzong.

...

On the Great Luoshen Peak.

A figure with hands behind its back, eyes indifferent.

After a long time, maybe I was tired from standing.

He sat down slowly and spread out the map.

"We are here now."

He pointed his finger at a corner on the map. Who would have thought that the practice field that had been abandoned would become the living place of nearly a hundred disciples of Da Luo Jianzong.

The training ground, next to it is...

Killing Sword Pavilion...

But it is said that there is an extremely terrifying big monster at the Killing Sword Pavilion, and the master was almost folded in the hands of that monster!

Shen Changge silently memorized almost all the locations on the map.

These are sign-in locations that can be bound in the future!

Shen Changge stretched slightly.

Suddenly he couldn't help rubbing his ears.

A look of bewilderment was revealed.

And behind his ear, the piece of flesh seemed to be gradually turning gray, like a strange mark.

Shen Changge shuddered.

"The wind today is very cold."