Seeing this scene, Mo Fan¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as stars.
He looked at the old man in white robe, thought for a while, and said: "Old sir, I'm sorry, I decided not to change!"
This sword is extremely extraordinary.
Although this sword is not controlled by Mo Fan, the power of this sword is too terrifying!
Mo Fan decided not to change the sword.
When the old man in white robe heard this, he was immediately stunned and completely confused.
Forget it if you can¡¯t replace the sword, it¡¯s a waste of a God¡¯s Golden Dragon Armor.
He spent a huge price to get this God's Golden Dragon Armor.
"Old sir, this God's Golden Dragon Armor" Mo Fan looked at the white-robed old man with embarrassment. After all, it was the mortal sword in his hand that destroyed this God's Golden Dragon Armor. To be honest, he felt Very embarrassed.
"Forget it, time is destiny!"
The old man in white robe smiled bitterly, looked at Mo Fan and said.
Mo Fan was even more embarrassed.
"Old sir, what do you usually like?" Mo Fan asked, planning to give something to the white-robed old man.
As soon as these words came out, the three generations of Demon Emperors, Li Yujian and the Sword Spirit Ancestor standing behind Mo Fan all looked at the white-haired old man in front of them with great envy.
In their opinion, the white-haired old man definitely made a profit.
Make a lot of money!
This is something given to him by his seniors.
Will it be ordinary?
When the old man in white robe heard this, he was slightly startled.
At this moment, Fairy White seemed to have noticed something, and said to Mo Fan: "Junior brother, I will go to a place first, and I will find you later!"
"Okay, senior sister!"
Mo Fan nodded gently and watched his senior sister leave.
"What can you give me?"
The old man in white robe smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said: "That's it, that's all!"
"Sir, where did you get this sword?"
"This sword is extremely impressive, and it is connected to the blood in my body!"
"oh?"
Hearing this, Mo Fan was slightly stunned, then turned around, looked at the Third Generation Demon Emperor, and asked: "Where did you get this sword?"
"Sword God Sect!" said the third generation Demon Emperor.
"Sword God Sect?"
Hearing this, the old man in white robe was slightly startled.
"It's the Sword God Sect in Beidou Domain!"
Li Yujian looked at the old man in white robe and said.
"Okay, then I'll go to the Sword God Sect!"
The old man in white robe nodded. He thought of something, looked at the Third Generation Demon Emperor and other monks, and asked, "By the way, are you familiar with the monks from the Sword God Sect?"
familiar?
Of course you are familiar with it!
They snatched this mortal sword!
"Can you take me to the Sword God Sect?" the old man in white robe asked. He is from the Black Territory and has never been to the Ancient Territory.
"If possible, Xuan Qingfeng will definitely reward you generously!"
He cupped his hands towards the Third Generation Demon Emperor and other monks and said.
"May I?"
Mo Fan looked at the Third Generation Demon Emperor and other monks behind him and asked.
"This" The third generation Demon Emperor was stunned.
After all, this mortal sword was stolen by them.
And now, they are going to enter the Sword God Sect with such arrogance. Isn¡¯t this provoking others?
Isn¡¯t this bad?
"You can be sure that now, the sword cultivators of the Sword God Sect hate them with all their heart!
"It's not possible?" Mo Fan said, mainly because he felt too guilty.
That piece of God¡¯s Golden Dragon Armor looked very good, but he felt embarrassed that it was destroyed by him.
"Yes, of course!"
Li Yujian said.
As soon as these words came out, the third-generation Demon Emperor looked at Li Yujian with a strange expression.
"That's great!" The old man in white robe said with a smile, "When will you set off?"
"We are preparing to go back!"
Mo Fan said with a smile.
¡°Little Master, take us with you!¡±
At this moment, the Skeleton King and the Painting Slave all looked at Haier and said.
¡°Daddy?¡± Haier looked at Mo Fan.
"They don't mean any harm and can protect you! Then take them with youBar! "Mo Fan thought for a moment and said, feeling that these two are strong men after all, and having one more strong man by their side would be of great benefit.
"Don't worry, the old slave will not disturb the young master!"
The painting slave looked at Hai'er and said. After the words fell, his figure turned into a ray of light and merged into the painting.
Haier is holding this scroll.
The Skeleton King¡¯s eyes flickered and turned into a white light, which was printed on the scroll.
"Wait, wait for my senior sister!"
Mo Fan said.
"good!"
Everyone nodded.
The Sword Spirit Ancestor looked at the seniors faintly and sighed in her heart. Of course, she did not dare to show it, she just felt that her competitor was too strong!
The seniors now have one senior sister at a time!
I don¡¯t know how long it took.
At this moment, a figure appeared here.
This was an old man with gray hair. He raised his head, looked at Mo Fan, and said, "Are you Miss Bai's junior brother?"
"Miss Bai asked me to deliver a message. She said you don't have to wait for her! She will come back to you in a few days!"
After the words fell, the gray-haired old man turned and left without even looking at Mo Fan. His figure disappeared from Mo Fan's sight!
Showing arrogance.
"" Looking at this figure and the old man who looked down on his predecessors, the eyes of the third generation Demon Emperor couldn't help but twitch.
¡°If he knew Mo Fan¡¯s true identity, then he would not be so arrogant, but would lick his senior like a dog.
¡°Where is she now?¡± Mo Fan shouted.
"It's a pity that the old man has left.
When Erha saw this scene, he frowned and felt that it was necessary to beat this person.
Erha said to Mo Fan: "Master, I'll come as soon as I go!"
Hiromi followed, but she did not follow the White Fairy.
Mo Fan was about to shout, but Erha¡¯s figure had already disappeared.
In desperation, Mo Fan could only let the Third Generation Demon Emperor lead the way to the Sword God Sect.
Mo Fan stood on the back of the nine-headed divine bird.
"Sir, is this nine-headed bird your mount?" At this time, the old man in white robe looked at Mo Fan and asked, his expression full of surprise.
But now, this nine-headed divine bird looks very gentle.
"Not really, we are just friends!" Mo Fan said.
The old man in white robe nodded, suddenly enlightened.
He understands.
This nine-headed bird should not have signed a soul contract with this person.
It is not a master-servant relationship.
It¡¯s just a general friendship.
Or, do this nine -headed god bird want this person to help?
Just like him, he has a very high status, but for this sword, didn¡¯t he follow Mo Fan?
¡°Sir, can you let me see that sword again?¡±
The old man in white robe looked at Mo Fan and asked.
"Of course!" Mo Fan nodded lightly, then took out the mortal sword and handed it to the old man in white robe.
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