Before He Yanming used his atavistic powers, his own cultivation was only at the peak of the Dragon and Tiger Realm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although it is only a thin line away from breaking through the True Realm of Returning to the Origin, it is this line of opportunity, like a heavenly curtain, that makes the strength of the two thousands of miles apart.

But he didn't expect that once he exerted it with all his might, the power he revealed was even more above the surface cultivation realm, and there were some signs of returning to the true realm.

If it weren't for this Heavenly Demon Ancestral Method, it wouldn't be able to last for a long time.

With He Yanming's current strength, even if he is a true cultivator of the Origin Realm, it is not an exaggeration.

"It seems that this He family has hidden a lot of secrets, and when this old monster is solved, it is better to study this famous and long-standing Heavenly Demon Transformation, and it is best to capture him, the blood-related Bingluan magic weapon may have unexpected gains. ”

A glint flashed in his sorrowful eyes, and he secretly thought about it, and couldn't help but bring out a little excitement.

The He family is full of people, except for He Yanming, who is still alive, the rest of the family has been annihilated.

At this time, in the eyes of Xuan Chou, he is just a fish on the board, and there is nothing to worry about.

If it weren't for the fact that Situ Ling's whereabouts were unknown now, he could only capture him alive and get clues from the other party's mouth, and he would have moved the Tianlin Sword Formation and beheaded him all together before he had transformed into a transformation.

If He Yanming, who is in high spirits in the sky, knows what he thinks at this time, I am afraid that he will be able to go crazy directly.

Feelings, he can successfully complete the transformation, all by breaking the sorrow of his subordinates.

Before the fight started, he pondered the matter of the spoils of war, which is the contempt of the spirit mountain?

But even if he didn't know it, it wasn't much better now.

"Break your sorrows! You kill my children and grandchildren, slaughter my entire clan, even if I give up this body for cultivation today, I will definitely kill you!!"

Sen Leng's voice came from above, and before the words fell, the sound of the phoenix singing and crying filled the heavens and the earth.

A raise of a hand, a throw of a foot, and even a breath of breath, all have cold and transformation. The spiritual light flickered, and it became the state of Bingluan's wings, falling from the sky, as if the waves were raging, and thousands of birds returned to the forest, surrounding the sorrow of standing still.

He Yanming used the power of a real person in the Returning Origin Realm to perform the Ice Luan Thousand Shadow Technique, and almost every path had the cultivation of the Dragon and Tiger Grandmaster.

It is said that it is a thousand shadows, but in fact, it is surrounded by thousands of birds, and even real monks have to retreat and wait.

But it is used to deal with sorrow

"Too weak"

It seemed to be a sigh and a mockery, but seeing the ice luans surrounding, in the center of the forest cold, the thunder light swirled, and a dark purple cloud curtain hung down, like a heavenly curtain, and thousands of luan birds were isolated.

Then the five sword blades in the void hooked up, and a hundred zhang sword light slashed out, and the domineering edge overshadowed everything, sweeping away from the Cold Smoke Island.

Thousands of ice luans froze suddenly, the forest was still cold, and the evil aura was like that, but up and down the whole body, the ice cracked into lines, and kept spreading, and on top of each crack, there was sword qi constantly leaking out, and in an instant, the ice disintegrated, just like an ice sculpture under the sun.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws!"

In the void, He Yanming gritted his teeth, almost every word came out of the gap between his teeth, at this time, he suddenly realized, remembering that Broken Sorrow is the master of the sword, known as the first person in the way of the sword.

It is rumored that he also has a terrifying swordsmanship that can make ghosts and gods frightened, the heavens and the earth are silent, and even time and space are still!

In the frost in the sky, he stepped out, surrounded by sword qi all over his body, and stepped into the sea of ice without care, and said leisurely: "Old monster, if you only have this ability, today next year will be your death day."

As soon as the words came out, a sword broke through the air, and the action of breaking sorrow did not stop at all, and directly raised his hand is a sword finger, and the sharp and fierce sword qi stabbed out in the chest.

He Yanming was frightened in his heart at this time, he was already out of proportion, when he lost his mind, the sword qi had already stabbed in his chest, and that sharp intent, through his robe, directly pierced his skin, and suddenly cold hairs stood up, and his heart palpitations suddenly appeared.

"It's too much to deceive people! Is it true that there is no one in my He family?"

With a roar, He Yanming abandoned distracting thoughts and did not dodge, and did not even look at the sharp sword qi, his wings spread, the wind and snow were whistling, and the seal in his hand brought out countless afterimages, flying up and down, and the frost traces swiped along his fingers, bursting out with a great power.

"Boom"

In an instant, the cold and cold light, the sharp and compelling light, the two became one, and suddenly turned into a ball of light, soaring into the sky, and around this ball of light, it was the shattered ice cube flower, and the scattered sword qi.

Under it, a crystal blue jade ruler floats in the air!

The magic weapon of the He family, Bingluan Thousand Magic Rulers!

"This is the bloodline magic weapon refined by Bingluan?!"

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and when he saw this strange treasure at this time, he couldn't help but secretly praise and be surprised, as for the sword that was blocked, he didn't care at all, his original intention was to draw out this treasure.

The crystal blue jade ruler floats in the air and shines, under the infusion of He Yanming's spiritual power, it seems to be full of vitality, and the image of Bingluan is engraved on it, spreading its wings and taking off, until it wants to break through the ruler and soar beyond the clouds.

As soon as this Ice Luan Thousand Illusion Ruler appeared, the range of the Ice Ling Sea skyrocketed instantly, but it was not centered on He Yanming, it could be seen with the naked eye, and the invisible ice blue ripples were emitted from the Ice Luan Thousand Magic Ruler, and the ripples passed through, no matter why, all of them turned into frozen regions.

"What a strong treasure, what a weak person!"

Broken Sorrow glanced at Bingluan Thousand Illusion Ruler and said with a smile.

However, he didn't dare to be careless, and his mind moved, but he summoned Xiao Hei down and asked him to take Lin Xiaoyuan to find a place to hide.

The other party fought to the death, and the treasures at the bottom of the box were taken out, and he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to protect the little girl.

It's just that, as he said, the strength of the Bingluan Thousand Illusion Ruler is far beyond his expectations, and with the bloodline of the demon clan, it actually has the power of a spiritual treasure.

But although He Yanming has the bloodline of the demon clan Bingluan and has the authentic imperial envoy method, he can't control this treasure, which can be known from the center of everything, still with the treasure itself, not him He Yanming.

"Enough to kill you!"

He Yanming didn't laugh angrily, a mouthful of blood with Bingluan's bloodline spurted out, sprinkled on Bingluan's Thousand Illusion Ruler, and immediately like water and soil, it disappeared into the jade ruler in an instant, only a faint red, under the cover of a piece of ice blue, gradually disappeared.

Immediately, a roar resounded through the cold smoke island, as if the cold air blowing from the nine shadows, rushing towards it, it was thinking, and there was also a sense of stagnation.

Countless icy cold auras gathered and collided violently, and finally condensed into a huge primeval ice luan, breaking out of the ice luan's thousand illusion rulers.

The same Bingluan, different charm.