Chapter 1390 Solitary Demon
Back then, Dugumo came here and obtained the ruthless swordsmanship, and the person who passed on his swordsmanship was the ancestor of the Dugu family, a person who was only half a step away from becoming emperor.
He left a trace of spiritual consciousness here, and after passing down the ruthless swordsmanship, it completely dissipated.
"Could it be that what that obsession is looking for is the divine consciousness of Emperor Dugu Sword?" Li Xiao muttered to himself in a daze, unable to calm down.
He vaguely remembered that Dugu Mo once said that if he didn't repair the flaws of the Ruthless Sword in ten years, he would surely die.
Now, more than ten years have passed, is Dugu Sword Demon still alive?
Li Xiao was very worried. After he returned, he also asked about the whereabouts of the former, but no one knew.
"It's over now, let's go to Wan Ling'er and take a look." Wan Linger, Dugu Mo's woman, only he and Dugu Mo knew about her existence.
"Hey, even if you are invincible in the way of the sword, you will still pass away after all." Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, the phantom walked down from the sky, step by step forward in the ice palace.
"In the past, you said that the sword is everything to you. If you practice the way of the sword alone, you will be unparalleled in the world and live forever." The ghost came to Dugu Palace, facing the ice sword, Fang Tian painted a halberd by his side, A trace of loneliness, a trace of sadness.
"But why, why are you still dead?"
A trace of thick fog was dissipating on the ghost, and in the darkness, slowly, a beautiful figure appeared.
Under the black mist, there was actually a woman, extremely beautiful, and her peerless beauty was just a glimpse, but it was hard to forget.
Li Xiao was very surprised, it was hard to imagine that the murderous person before would be a female saint.
He watched from a distance, but did not get close. The state of the female saint was very special. Sitting in front of the palace, she was sometimes happy, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and sometimes worried.
"You and I have regarded each other as old enemies all our lives, and we both wanted to reach the peak, but in the end, we still couldn't fight." The woman felt very regretful.
In order to fight Dugu Sword Emperor, even if she died, she still left behind an obsession, which was cultivated in Fang Tian's painting halberd. After endless years, her obsession was finally fully awakened.
However, the old enemy has already gone one step ahead.
The female saint is silent, she stays quietly in front of the ice palace, even if she has a trace of obsession, there is also a trace of wisdom, she looks back on the days of getting along with the Sword Emperor.
"One day, I will become the Sword Emperor. At that time, even if you are stronger than me, I will defeat you."
"Hehe, I'll wait for you, and wait for you to become the Sword Emperor. How about you and I having a showdown?"
"Okay, I've wanted to meet your Fang Tian painting halberd for a while."
"From today on, you and I are old enemies."
This is a monastic college. Two young men and women are drinking each other. The man is carrying a huge sword behind his back. It is a black ink sword. In front of the woman is a square sky painting halberd. Make a promise to showdown.
"Dugu Sword Emperor, why did you go first!" In front of a mighty palace, a female saint descended, her eyes filled with tears.
In front of her, a man was seriously injured and fell in a pool of blood.
"Who, exactly who hurt you!" The female saint cried bitterly, "You and I made an appointment to fight, why did you leave?!"
"Heh, heh..." Dugu Sword Emperor, Yingwei Wushuang, even in the face of death, he is still free and easy, "The merciless sword hurts others and self, those who practice are destined to cut the world of mortals, cut everything, and those who hurt me, You don't have to look for it."
"The battle between you and me will eventually be completed. I have left my spiritual thoughts, divine thoughts...waiting for you..."
Before the words fell, a generation of sword emperors passed away.
The female saint's killing intent was overwhelming. In order to find the person who killed him, she stepped into the magic way and killed 100,000 people. Anyone who had been hostile to the Dugu family died under her Fangtian painting halberd.
In the end, she also died, leaving behind a trace of remembrance, and Fang Tian drew a halberd, waiting for the day when she would reunite with Dugu Sword Emperor.
But.
The two still missed it after all.
"Sword Emperor, you and I have been bound together for the rest of our lives. To be able to bid farewell to the world in the place you left behind is a very good confession."
The female saint got up and walked into the Dugu Hall.
In the distance, Li Xiao also got up. He found that the female saint had no hostility towards him, so he followed carefully and stepped into the hall with her.
"Sword is ruthless, Dugu, since Emperor Sword, it has represented loneliness, do you really want to die alone..." The female saint murmured to herself, wondering who she was talking to.
"Crack."
As soon as she finished speaking, a crack suddenly appeared in the vast hall, and the tough block of ice actually split open.
Under the ice, endless waves formed a vortex, and inside the vortex, a white-haired man walked from the bottom of the water, as if walking from the other end of time to this end.
"Dugu Demon!"
The moment he saw that figure, Li Xiao was shocked. He couldn't be more familiar with that figure approaching. If it wasn't Dugu Mo, who was it?
Dressed in white clothes, white hair, ruthless and cold cheeks.
"That's great." Li Xiao's expression was excited, even though he is now a powerful man, seeing his old friend again still caused waves in his heart.
He was really worried, very worried that Dugumo would die because of the ruthless sword.
"I've seen you before." However, Dugumo didn't look at Li Xiao. He walked out of the ground with a huge sword on his back and looked at the female saint.
"Three thousand years?" Li Xiao was stunned. How could Dugu Mo be here for three thousand years?
"wrong!"
Suddenly, Li Xiao found something unusual.
The person in front of him didn't seem to be Dugu Mo. His imposing manner and shape were very similar to Dugu Mo's, but those icy eyes were extremely cold.
But Dugu Mo, although cold, is affectionate, because he has a concern in his heart, and Wan Ling'er is his concern.
In the end what happened?
Why does he have the demeanor and appearance of Dugu Mo?
The female saint just glanced at him without saying a word, leaving Fang Tian with a painted halberd, brushing past him, following the water channel, walking deep underground, until she disappeared in front of her eyes.
Li Xiao knew that the female saint would not be able to exist for a long time, at most one day, she would completely disappear from the world.
"Why……"
The man who looked like Dugumo sighed with a huge sword on his back, and then, without looking at Li Xiao, he turned around and wanted to leave.
"senior!"
Li Xiao hurriedly called to him: "Dugu Xiaomo, where did he go?!"
"Huh?" The former stood still, and then glanced at Li Xiao, "You are the supreme divine body he talked about, Li Xiao?"
"Senior!" Li Xiao knew that the person in front of him must be a big shot, and it was probably the reason why Tyrannosaurus rex called him here.
However, he doesn't have the heart to think so much now, and he doesn't want to think about why there are people here. He just wants to know what happened to Dugu Mo.
"Have you seen Dugu Mo? How is he doing now?!"
"He..." The former hesitated for a while, but still said, "Now, he is right in front of your eyes, he is me, and I am him."
"Senior, please explain more clearly." Li Xiao asked, not understanding what the other party meant.