PS: it''s new year''s Eve. I wish all brothers and sisters a happy family and everything they want.


    Deep in the mountain forest, everything is silent. All poisonous insects and Raptors are dormant and dare not show their heads.


    With the butterfly emperor, poisonous insects and raptors, they all retreat one after another, otherwise they are doomed to a bad end.


    At the edge of a deep pool, three figures fell from the sky and stood still.


    The three are not others, but Yang Xuan, diehuang and Sikong Ao.


    "Good brother, is the sword spirit really here?"


    "No mistake."


    Yang Xuan looked directly at the pool in front of him and said in a cold voice, "do you come out by yourself or do you want me to do it? Please come out."


    The world was silent without any response.


    "Master, do you want me to go down and help you find it?"


    The butterfly emperor trusted Yang Xuan unconditionally. Although she didn''t notice anything in the pool, she also knew that the snake shaped sword must be under the pool.


    As for the spirit in the sword, she didn''t pay attention at all. A small sword spirit was not her opponent at all.


    Generally speaking, the sword spirit is still a soul, and only the sword spirit like purgatory boy can hope to condense into the flesh.


    For the butterfly emperor, he is naturally the enemy of soul existence.


    Yang Xuan didn''t answer, but his voice was cold. "I''ll give you three breaths. If you don''t come out after three breaths, don''t blame me for being rude to you."


    After that, he began to count off, "one, two..."


    "No, I''ll just come out."


    At this time, a three foot long snake shaped sword rushed from under the deep pool. After all, he didn''t dare to annoy Yang Xuan and showed an old face in the air.


    Needless to say, the old man''s face is the spirit of the snake shaped long sword. Looking at his pale face, he was obviously hurt.


    "This sword really has a sword spirit!"


    Sikong Ao narrowed his eyes, but he knew that not every artifact has a spirit. In fact, any artifact, regardless of its level, needs to undergo a long period of precipitation before it can be born.


    "Man, I''ve come out. You have to promise not to kill me."


    The old man''s face looked at Yang Xuan, and his hoarse voice was a little afraid. He was really afraid of Yang Xuan, and he was even more afraid of the existence in the purgatory sword.


    Just now, he had been hiding well, but he was found by the man and hurt by a spiritual force. It was the other party''s mercy, otherwise he would have been scared by now.


    Yang Xuan didn''t talk nonsense. He pointed to Sikong AO and said, "you can live, but you have to recognize him as the Lord."


    Previously, he asked Sikong Ao to chase him, just to give Sikong Ao an opportunity. Unexpectedly, Sikong Ao failed.


    But it doesn''t matter. With him, this opportunity is doomed to run.


    "Good brother, how does this make you?"


    At a glance, Sikong Ao knew that the snake shaped long sword was unusual. It was an uncommon top-grade artifact, and the value of a top-grade artifact that gave birth to the sword spirit was immeasurable.


    "Why can''t I use it? You see, I already have this sword in my hand, and I don''t need any other artifact anymore."


    Yang Xuan raised his purgatory sword and said to the old man in his face, "my sworn brother, whether it''s family background, cultivation strength, or talent potential, is no better than that public good cultivation. If you follow him, you will benefit a lot in the future. One day, you may even condense the body of bleeding flesh."


    "Flesh and blood!"


    The old man''s face moved for a while, but he was hesitant. After all, once the host died, he had to suffer.


    The death of Gong liangxiu has almost annihilated him. If the new host dies again, he will no longer exist.


    Seeing the old man''s face silent, the butterfly emperor snorted coldly: "little old man, my master has been particularly kind to you. If you don''t know what to do, the emperor will not let you go first."


    "What are you?"


    The old man''s face can see that the butterfly emperor is an alien, but he can''t see the specific situation of the butterfly emperor, but the butterfly emperor''s tone is too arrogant, which makes him angry and unhappy.


    "You just need to know that I''m higher than you."


    "Higher than me, I can''t see it."


    "It seems that if I don''t give you some color to see, you still think I have no temper. Remember, there are not ten or eight sword spirits like you."


    When he spoke, the butterfly emperor sent out a strong breath and immediately changed the old man''s face. It felt like a cat and mouse met a cat. He hurriedly shouted to Yang Xuan, "human, I promise you, I will recognize him as the Lord."


    "He who knows current affairs is a hero. Your choice will not be wrong."


    Yang Xuan nodded.


    Everything went well. The old man immediately concluded a contract with Sikong Ao, and Sikong Ao also successfully mastered the snake shaped sword.


    This sword is called dragon snake sword. The old man''s face calls himself snake old, which is comparable to the supreme strength.


    In addition, according to the old snake, he was not a natural spirit. His body was originally an ancient spirit snake, which was later cut and killed. The other party detained his soul in the dragon snake sword as the sword spirit of the dragon snake sword.


    "Thank you, brother."


    For a long time, Sikong Ao put away the dragon and snake sword. He was both excited and moved. He was excited to get the divine sword. The move was Yang Xuan''s generosity.


    Although the two are companions and brothers, in the face of absolute interests, both father and son may turn against each other and face each other with swords, not to mention those who are not related by blood?


    It can be said that Yang Xuan really regarded him as a brother.


    "One man and two brothers, don''t mention to me whether to thank you in the future."


    Yang Xuan waved his hand and took out a simple storage ring.


    "Is this Gong Liang''s?"


    Sikong Ao''s eyes flashed slightly and he guessed something.


    "Exactly."


    Yang Xuan nodded and sank his mind into the storage ring. At a glance, he found a divine medicine in it. In addition to the divine medicine, there are many other weapons, pills and rare treasures.


    Even, Yang Xuan found an ancient book, which recorded a skill called "Tongtian Xuanyin formula" from Yin to evil. You don''t have to think about it to know that this is the skill practiced by Gong liangxiu.


    Although this skill is very powerful and is a true God level skill, it is not suitable for Yang Xuan to practice. In addition, Yang Xuan has great sky burning skill and has achieved success in practice. He doesn''t have to turn to other skills, which is only bad for him and not good for him.


    Soon, Yang Xuan put away the storage ring and said to Sikong proudly, "let''s go. While it''s safe now, hurry more."


    Then he took the butterfly emperor and flew out of the mountains with Sikong AO and continued to go deep into the secret realm of time and space.


    Somehow, the more he moved forward, the more Yang Xuan could feel a call.


    This call does not come from the depths of the soul, but from a strange energy, which vaguely echoes with a force in his body, as if from the same source.