Chapter 1041: Confessing the Lord [II]
"Xia Daoyou, what the hell is going on? How can this sword still have such great power?"
Qinglian Daozun was blinded.
He had gradually understood that Xia Liu could not suppress the Excalibur.
It's not just that it can't be suppressed.
Xia Liu's method just now is very likely to completely stimulate the potential of the divine sword.
Perhaps, if you are not careful, you will lose the Excalibur!
"Shh......h
Xia Liu made a silent gesture.
Buzz Buzz !!!
The sound of the sword is still the same.
Even louder and louder, the coercion that spreads in the heavens and the earth has become even more extreme.
Even Xia Liu was a little untenable!
"Even if it's an artifact, it can't have the power to suppress us! what happened?"
Qinglian Daozun saw the clue.
This kind of power that can suppress oneself is definitely not something that the sword itself can emit out.
If this sword really has that power.
It was impossible for him to seal it in the first place.
Among them, there must be something boring!
Just when Qinglian Daozun was confused.
The whirling Excalibur paused.
A cyan light burst out from within the sword.
"What a powerful soul power! This is a sword spirit?"
Feeling the soul power that brought him close to despair, Qinglian Dao Venerable was really powerless now.
"No, that's a wisp of the original owner of this sword. β
"Hmm!"
Hearing Xia Liu's explanation, Qinglian Daozun understood.
He didn't expect that the long sword he obtained in the cheats book was still printed with a wisp of divine thought from his master!
According to his guess, the original owner of the long sword is probably an ancient powerful man!
With just a wisp of divine thought, he can suppress the peak of the god transformation and suppress the strong people who have surpassed the god transformation stage.
How can this be done by ordinary monks?
"Qinglian Daoyou, don't say that you are the master of the long sword, I will destroy this divine thought first. β
Xia Chuanchuan said.
"Hmm, what does Xia Daoyou mean by this?"
Qinglian Daozun was puzzled.
However, he had a bold idea in his heart, and considering his identity, he did not say it.
After all, the idea is somewhat whimsical, even naΓ―ve.
Unexpectedly, Xia Liu sent him another message: "If the owner of the long sword has not fallen, let him know your existence, this is undoubtedly one more invincible enemy for Daoyou." β
"I see. β
Qinglian Daozun didn't dare to say the worry, Xia Liu made it clear.
If it's really like what Xia Liu said.
The original owner of the sword has not fallen.
At this time, he confessed the sword of the Lord.
In that future, this great power descended on the Martial God Temple.
I'm afraid the Martial God Temple will be full of apocalyptic scenes.
Just when the two were communicating.
Above the sky.
A cyan spirit body slowly condensed.
Take on the form of a thirty-year-old man.
He was covered in blue, and his clothes were blown by the night wind.
It actually reflects a very strong fairy spirit.
White-haired and elegant, fairy-winded bones, this kind of person is said!
"Tut-tut, I didn't expect that Qingfeng, who I left behind in the world, would have such a change. β
The white-haired young man with the fairy wind bones looked around.
His eyes were locked on Xia Liu.
"Extraordinary temperament! Do you want to destroy all the marks that I have left in the blue edge?"
"Ahem, I'm really sorry, the junior inadvertently picked up this artifact, and he was ashamed of his lack of cultivation, so he recognized the master of the long sword and increased his strength, but he didn't expect to disturb the seniors. β
Xia Liu said very politely.
"Xia Liu, the realm where this person left a divine thought at that time was at least in the infant transformation period, and even in the tribulation period. β
Huang Meng reminded.
"Well, I know it. β
After Xia Liu finished explaining, the white-haired young man looked at him deeply.
"What an artifact I picked up unintentionally. β
"I'm really sorry, I hope you'll forgive me. β
"Forgive me?"
Ha ha!!!!
As he spoke, the white-haired young man burst out laughing.
"When I left the world, I left this Qingfeng in the forbidden Friend Wheel Tomb, and you said you picked it up by accident!"
The white-haired young man continued: "No matter if you or anyone pries open my friend's wheel tomb and takes the artifact I left for my friend's burial, you will die!"
Grunt......
Speaking of this, Qinglian Dao Zun Qiang swallowed his saliva.
It was exactly as he had guessed.
It turns out that if the master's divine thoughts are revealed, it will definitely be very extreme.
Because he did pick up the sword in a ruined cemetery.
I didn't expect to inadvertently provoke such a murderous disaster.
However, what surprised Qinglian Daozun was very much.
Xia Liu actually took all these responsibilities on himself!
He's like a saint!
What the Five Supremes of the Martial God Temple!
Now, it's just a humble ant sheltered by Xia Liu!
In front of the real powerhouse, Qinglian Daozun didn't dare to have a temper at all.
"Seniors, please forgive me, the cemetery left by the strong will be stolen and dug up since ancient times, and the magic weapons left in it will be stolen, I hope the seniors can give the younger generations a chance to make amends. β
"Hehe! You're right, when I was in the world, I also entered a lot of ruins and explored the tombs left by many strong people, but so what? I just won't allow you to touch my friend's tomb! I will kill you and everyone related to you!"
The white-haired young man was murderous and rampant, and his own coercion strengthened again.
It made a radius of 100,000 miles feel shocked.
I felt a sense of helplessness.
Completely powerless.
Qinglian Daozun couldn't withstand such coercion.
His legs had begun to bend.
You will touch the earth.
He couldn't control his body at all.
He couldn't bear the pressure of the white-haired young man's divine thought at all!
What a powerful man that is, just a remnant of the divine thought back then, can have such power!
If his deity comes.
Heaven and earth can't stand it.
It's different from Qinglian Daozun.
Xia Liu was indifferent.
Previously, he had also been suppressed.
I don't know how.
Xia Liu suddenly felt as if he was under the pressure of a strong man.
The body is straight, and the expression is appropriate.
"So, you're being unreasonable, aren't you?"
"Do I still need to reason with you lowly ants?"
"Hehe, before you, maybe we were all humble ants, but if I reached your age, you would be just an ant, give you a word, don't bully the poor young man. β
Xia Liu originally wanted to be polite.
As a result, this white-haired young man dared to speak out.
Then there's not much to say.
"Hahahaha!! good! How many years, how many years has no one dared to talk to Bendi like this!"
The white-haired young man's face changed instantly: "The name of this emperor, in this humble world, you should not have heard of it, remember my name, Emperor Instant!"
"Emperor Instant?"
Hearing this name, in Xia Liu's Divine Sea, Huang Meng sneered.
She still thinks this is a powerful character......