"Could it be the Chen family's ghost!"

Yuan Zhantian, who was eager to die on the Zhantian Axe, suddenly interjected at this time. As he spoke, two fierce lights flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, if it was really the Chen family who had secretly done something, this arrogant and unruly mad god would not stop because of any covenant.

"Probably not. Lei Potian was silent for a moment, and thought carefully for a while before speaking: "At that time, the Chen family was present, except for Tan Hai, it was impossible for anyone to have such a fast speed, but with Tan Hai, if you want to obtain the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword in an instant, it is impossible for me not to find out." What's more, he was seriously injured at the time!"

"What about the old man of the Wang family, could it be him?" Yuan Zhantian was still a little unwilling, he didn't have the slightest affection for the Wang family who took the lead and joined forces with the Holy Palace to snatch the auction items, if he could, he wouldn't mind taking advantage of this matter to fight with the people of the Wang family again!

"It's not Wang Tianqiong, when Chen Binglan talked to me about him before, I had already begun to notice him, Wang Tianqiong and the Wang family's every move was under my surveillance, it couldn't be that he took the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword. Feng Miao also rejected this inference of the mad god.

Speaking of this, the wind god suddenly paused, and after thinking about it, he said:

"Two, this fact is a little weird! I just suddenly thought of one thing, the strength of the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword, we all know very well, it can be said that it is not below us at all, how can it be taken away by someone without knowing it?"

"What do you mean?" Lei Potian showed a thoughtful expression.

"But it can't be man-made?" Feng Miao said thoughtfully.

"What, it's not, it's not, it's not man-made, and now it's said that it's not man-made! What else can it be if it's not man-made, can the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword still fly on its own!???"

Yuan Zhantian complained on the side, but as soon as he said this, he was stunned. Lei Potian and Feng Miao's heads also turned around and looked at Yuan Zhantian.

"It's really possible!! it's not right, it must be like this!!" Lei Potian slapped his forehead, a little speechless.

"That's right, an ordinary sword may not fly on its own, but the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword is not an ordinary sword!" Feng Miao also showed an expression of sudden realization.

"Hey, you're still finished, even if it flies on its own, it's still lost, is there a difference? If it's taken by someone, we can catch all the people here and ask them one by one. If it flies on its own, where are we going to find ......?"

Hearing Yuan Zhantian's words, Feng Miao and Lei Potian were both stagnant.

What Yuan Zhantian said is not wrong at all, the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword is an innate spirit sword, and he already has a little spiritual wisdom, if he really flew away, this person is in the vast sea, where to find it!?

Suddenly, the three gods glanced at each other, and at the same time showed an expression that was more ugly than crying.

"Well, it shouldn't be these people who did it, they don't have that strength. Let's report it truthfully, it's a big deal to get a punishment. ”

Lei Potian's original calm and solemn image is completely gone, at this time, he is showing the appearance of hob meat, the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, anyway, things have happened, come on!

There were so many things that happened on this day that no one could have imagined that the final outcome would be like this.

Although many people expected such a battle, no one expected that this battle would be so fierce.

A corner of the Immortal City was directly exploded.

This night is destined to be another sleepless night.

......

At night, Murong Yunqing was living in the wing of an inn in the city, which was arranged by Qiu Yue, and there were many strong men of the Dragon Group near this inn, which was enough to ensure Murong Yunqing's safety.

Thinking back to everything that happened during the day today, whether everything was so unreal.

Pushing open the wooden window, I cast my eyes into the deep darkness of the night.

Here, just like the scene described in a martial arts novel, there is no bustle of the city, no modern high-rise buildings, no colorful neon lights, and no hustle and bustle of traffic.

Here are the unique buildings of antiquity, there is a warrior with a long sword on his back, and there are ghosts and ghosts who walk through the streets and alleys.

Murong Yunqing's right hand stroked the jade pendant on his chest again, all of this was brought by this jade pendant.

The night wind is blowing, and the immortal islands are located above the vast sea of angry winds, and the night breeze here obviously carries a rare coolness on the mainland.

Tightening the thin clothes on his body, Murong Yunqing just wanted to sleep, but found that there seemed to be a hard erection in his clothes.

After fumbling for a while, Murong Yunqing found this thing from the pocket of his jacket.

"What is this?" Murong Yunqing curiously looked at the things in his palm.

This thing, only about two inches long, looks like a sword, the whole body is purple, the lights are flickering, there seems to be something surging in the purple depths of the sword body, it looks a little strange.

Looking at this purple pocket sword, Murong Yunqing was even more puzzled.

"When did I have this thing on me?" Murong Yunqing came to the table and twisted the small sword with two white jade fingers, trying to get to the lamp to see more clearly.

"Ah......h

Murong Yunqing frowned slightly, and her right index finger had been cut open. She stared at the small purple sword that fell on the table, and was surprised to find that the blood on the sword began to slowly merge into the sword body.

Murong Yunqing stared at the little sword without blinking, and in a dozen breaths, the purple little sword completely absorbed the blood on the sword's body.

And at the moment when the blood was completely absorbed, the mutation protruded. The purple little sword suddenly turned into a purple streamer, and in Murong Yunqing's stunned eyes, it instantly shot towards her.

The speed of this purple streamer was so fast that Murong Yunqing didn't even have time to react, this purple light had already come to her, and then, it instantly submerged into her body.

Murong Yunqing was a little anxious, she really didn't know what was going on, and she didn't know why there was such a sudden change, and she was even a little at a loss for a while, completely forgetting that she was already a cultivator now.

Murong Yunqing was a little anxious, a little dazed and at a loss, and after a long time, just when she wanted to contact Qiu Yue to inquire about the situation, she remembered that now she was already a cultivator!

Sink your consciousness into your body and carefully examine every detail and abnormality of your body.

Finally, Murong Yunqing found the clue in the position of his lower abdomen dantian.

Dantian is the lifeline of a practitioner's practice, which is between the virtual and the real, dependent on the body, but independent of the body. Some are similar to the Buddhism of one sand and one world, or the Taoist Sumeru mustard seed.

Murong Yunqing immersed all her mind in the dantian, and she could clearly see that in the dantian at this moment, there were three things entrenched.

First, it was a gray power that shimmered with a little purple light, floating in the center of Murong Yunqing's dantian.

This power emitted gray energy particles from time to time, and on the outside of these gray energy particles, a little purple light often flashed. These particles flew out of the dantian from one direction, and after swimming in Murong Yunqing's veins according to a special trajectory, they returned to the dantian from the other direction and merged into that energy, forming a large cycle.

Second, around that gray power, there were layers of milky white energy, and among these energies, there was a faint multicolored light that could not be detected, but it was too faint to be detected.

These two energies were already known to Murong Yunqing before. The former is derived from the jade pendant, while the latter is the internal force that is conceived in her body.

However, what shocked Murong Yunqing the most at this moment was that there was one more thing in her dantian. No, strictly speaking, there should be an extra sword, and it is the pocket purple sword that Murong Yunqing was still playing with just now.

At this time, the pocket purple sword was quietly floating above the dantian, feeling Murong Yunqing's spiritual power probe, the purple sword trembled slightly, and let out bursts of sword sounds, as if it was greeting Murong Yunqing, which was quite spiritual.

Murong Yunqing carefully looked at this small purple sword, and when her consciousness was connected to the other party, there was a feeling of unity, as if this sword was originally a part of her body, without the slightest sense of disobedience and abruptness.

For this feeling, although Murong Yunqing didn't know why, his spirit instinctively relaxed.

Near the hilt of the sword, Murong Yunqing found five characters engraved, which seemed to be five characters.

Murong Yunqing didn't know what the specific words were, some of them were similar to ancient seal characters, but the ancient style was bred in them, but Murong Yunqing knew that this kind of character must have a long history.

However, what surprised Murong Yunqing the most was that although she didn't know those characters, she somehow naturally understood the meaning of the words after seeing these five small characters.

"Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword ??"

Murong Yunqing was a little puzzled and muttered these five ancient characters that she didn't know at all.

As if in response to Murong Yunqing's words, when Murong Yunqing muttered softly, the purple pocket sword suspended in Murong Yunqing's dantian also made a circle.

"Is this, confessing the Lord?" Murong Yunqing was a little puzzled, although she didn't know what was going on, but she had also read some bizarre novels, and her experience was somewhat similar to some of the plots.

Murong Yunqing pursed his lips, feeling a little amused by the thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind.

After a long time, Murong Yunqing was sure that this purple little sword that suddenly appeared in his dantian did not do him any harm, at least for now.

Slightly relieved, Murong Yunqing's spiritual power began to penetrate towards the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword.

However, the moment Murong Yunqing's spiritual power came into contact with the sword body of the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword, he only felt that something was rushing into his mind, and a burst of pain as if his brain had been torn apart instantly made Murong Yunqing let out a muffled snort, and then fainted.