Chapter 737

on the flying boat.

Zhao Kuan was completely restrained and leaned against the side of the boat.

"Aren't you going to talk about your own thoughts?" Gu Qingshan asked.

Zhao Kuan simply shut his mouth.

"Then I'm sorry," Gu Qingshan said regretfully, "I have to do it myself."

Gu Qingshan stretched out his hand and gently pressed Zhao Kuan's forehead.

Soul search, activate!

A ray of light flashed on Zhao Kuan's forehead, which directly knocked Gu Qingshan's hand away.

Golden mysterious lines appeared on Zhao Kuan's forehead, and a faint aura of majesty radiated from the golden light.

This is divine scriptures!

Zhao Kuan spat out a big mouthful of blood and laughed loudly: "Shen Yang, you want to search my soul? Go dreaming."

Gu Qingshan's face changed, and he said in a low voice: "So you turned to the gods! You are already the number one person in the sect and the next head of the sect, why did you do this!"

Zhao Kuan said bitterly: "The head of the bullshit! Master just wants me to pass on the torch for the sect, he wants me to manage the sect day and night."

He suddenly roared loudly: "He didn't even teach me the law of the sword fairy, he didn't even teach me the law of the sword fairy!"

"Shen Yang, can you understand how I feel? Whenever I see other sword celestials controlling flying swords, I can only fight with long swords, but I am still the eldest disciple of the suzerain. Everyone looks at me, and I have to Be nice, you can't understand the mood!"

Gu Qingshan paused, and explained in a slow voice: "To become a sword fairy, one must find one's own way, and no one else can teach it, because that is someone else's way, don't you understand this?"

Zhao Kuan said: "I understand, of course I understand, but it has been thirty years, Shen Yang, it has been thirty years, my cultivation level has been rising continuously, surpassing all the disciples of the same generation, but I have never been able to become a sword fairy, you understand this Is it a feeling?"

"I understand." Gu Qingshan said.

Zhao Kuan hissed, "You don't understand!"

"Others say that I, Zhao Kuan, am busy with sect affairs every day, so I have delayed my practice, but they don't know how hard I practice."

"But it doesn't work! It really doesn't work! I've tried countless times, but no matter what, I can't control the sword with my heart. Even because of this, I destroyed the original sword and replaced it with a new one, but it still doesn't work!"

"Destroy the sword..."

Gu Qingshan couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

Zhao Kuan said: "Shen Yang, I am a sword cultivator. The path of sword cultivation is extremely exclusive of other paths, so I can't practice other methods. Do you know how many times I want to die?"

He suddenly laughed, and several traces of blood flowed on his face, looking ferocious and crazy.

"Later, I couldn't stand this kind of life anymore. I went to pray to the gods in private. Guess what happened?"

"The whole process is so simple, beyond my imagination - I directly learned how to control the sword!"

Gu Qingshan answered: "So you have taken refuge in the gods."

"Yes, I don't care about the sect or anything else. I am ordered by the gods to destroy everything in the Huangyun Tiangong today. The former disciples, Huang Zhan, you and the daughter of the suzerain, none of you can escape. !"

Gu Qingshan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked: "Where are those disciples from before? What did you do?"

Zhao Kuan showed pride on his face: "I am the senior brother of Zongmen, and many things have to be handled by me. You can guess how I arranged this matter?"

Gu Qingshan stared at him, feeling a little sad in his heart.

The strength of the later generations in the world of practice is low, and they don't even know about opening up the world, so that they are always in a state of being crushed when fighting monsters.

If some of these disciples in the heaven could escape this catastrophe, the practice world of later generations will never be like that.

It seems that in this incident, even if the real Shen Yang escaped with his life, he probably didn't survive for a long time.

Otherwise, his martial arts will definitely be passed down.

Zhao Kuan deliberately said with emotion: "Wait, the gods sent many men to chase and kill those disciples, and none of them can escape."

"Shen Yang, I have already handed over the earth sword. The gods were overjoyed and gave me the power of life protection-even if I die here, my soul will return to the place of the gods. I have to say that everything you have done is in vain effort."

Gu Qingshan looked at him, and suddenly there was a surge of emotion in his heart.

"No."

Gu Qingshan said calmly.

He took out a staff from the void.

——Suppressing Prison Ghost King Staff.

He held up his staff.

down.

prick.

Zhao Kuan was pierced by the staff, and his whole body twitched and struggled crazily on the ground.

Gu Qingshan firmly held down the staff.

Blood.

Non-stop toward the surrounding spread.

Gu Qingshan's voice turned cold, and he said in a low voice: "Do you feel it? The pain of betraying everyone."

"Don't do this," Zhao Kuan panted, "After I am resurrected, I will ask the gods to take your soul and torture you forever!"

Gu Qingshan was silent for a while.

He sighed: "Zhao Kuan, for the sake of your impending death, let me tell you a few more words."

"Actually, what you are after is not swordsmanship, but the power and fame that the power of the sword can bring you after becoming a sword fairy."

"If you really pursue swordsmanship wholeheartedly, you will never break your own sword, let alone beg for power from the gods."

"Sword cultivators don't chase power outward like that."

"The power of the sword must come from within you, and this power can only be ignited by your will."

After Zhao Kuan heard this, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, gasped and said reluctantly, "You... are also... worthy... to teach... me?"

He shook his head disdainfully.

Gu Qingshan looked at him, not moving.

But two flying swords quietly emerged from the void behind him.

Flying sword!

Zhao Kuan stared blankly, unable to accept the scene in front of him.

"Zhao Kuan, don't learn swordsmanship in the next life." Gu Qingshan said.

He held the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff and stabbed hard.

Zhao Kuan spit out the last mouthful of blood, unwilling to lose his life.

Suddenly, golden light burst out from his body.

Numerous golden divine inscriptions surrounded his body, forming a mysterious pattern.

The golden light soared and lifted the corpse.

Seeing that Zhao Kuan's body was about to disappear from the flying boat——

Gu Qingshan stretched out his hand to hold the ghost king's staff, and suddenly activated the soul dissipation.

"The secret method of the scepter: the soul dissipates."

"Explanation of the secret method: The ghost king can use the power of the scepter to permanently kill any dead who disobey you. The souls of the killed dead will be dissipated and turned into the power of the scepter to replenish."

boom!

A black light pierced Zhao Kuan's body from the scepter.

At the same time, golden light shines.

The two forces began to compete.

Obviously, Jin Guang was no match for Hei Mang at all, and was soon swallowed up by Hei Mang.

Gu Qing Shan frowned.

The reincarnation of the six realms is indeed the highest achievement of the ancient gods, and the Prison-Suppressing Ghost King Staff can actually overwhelm the power of divine script.

Instantly.

The afterimage is swept away by the wind, and the golden light disappears.

The scepter obtained the right to dispose of the corpse!

An illusory figure appeared in front of Gu Qingshan.

Zhao Kuan.

He showed a horrified expression, staring at the scepter in Gu Qingshan's hand, completely speechless.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, you don't have to think about what to cultivate in your next life."

Gu Qingshan tapped the staff on Zhao Kuan's soul.

"Because you have no next life."

The soul immediately let out a mournful howl, was completely shattered by the scepter, and sucked in.

There was a slight sizzle sound from inside the Prison Suppressing Ghost King Staff, as if it was being chewed.

Gu Qingshan didn't care about it, and took it back casually.

Zhao Kuan is dead.

Gu Qingshan searched on him, but did not find any storage bags or anything.

There was only a jade plate and a teleportation circle, which were carefully hidden by Zhao Kuanzhen close to his body.

This magic circle is exactly the same as the original heavenly teleportation circle on Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan looked at the jade plate.

——Looks like this is the protective jade plate of the head of Tiangong.

It turned out that Shen Yang obtained the jade plate and teleportation circle in this way.

But he must have been through a more intense battle.

Gu Qingshan was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard a roar sounded from the far-reaching place of the turbulent flow in the void.

Brilliant golden light illuminated the void, gradually approaching from the extremely far-reaching turbulence.

That is the power of the gods!

Gu Qingshan looked at Zhao Kuan's body.

The tracking of the gods must be related to Zhao Kuan's body.

Gu Qingshan was about to throw the corpse into the turbulent void, but saw a sword light rolling down from the void and falling to the ground.

Earth sword.

"Shen Yang, you are not bad, catch me quickly, I will take you away!"

The earth sword sounded as thick as a mountain.

Gu Qingshan couldn't help holding the ground sword.

In the next second, all the screens disappeared.