The source of the point of light is the mysterious sword sand.

The sky is clear, and in the mountains where people are rarely visited, there is suddenly a humming sound like Huang Zhong Dalu, which echoes in everyone's ears.

The sound is like a fairy sound, and the sound trembles in the heart!

A moment later, the brilliance dissipated, and a small golden sword appeared in front of Ye Chong.

The mysterious golden sand is once again condensed into a small sword of golden light.

Only this time, there was an aura that seemed to come from the ancient times.

Condensation is like crossing through.

It's like traveling through thousands of years, from the distant wilderness, finally appearing in this world!

"Sand into a sword!"

The corners of Ye Chong's lips hooked slightly, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

He could clearly feel that after absorbing the last blade, the number of particles of the mysterious sword sand had become difficult to grow. And this time, the condensing sword has not been dispersed.

This means that he has always envisioned success!

"Huh?"

But in the midst of everyone's stunned, Ye Chong's proud eyes suddenly had a touch of doubt.

Completely ignoring the black shock that was watching from the side, Ye Chong's fingertips moved lightly, and the golden light sword suspended in the air suddenly started and studied it with his eyes.

After a while, Ye Chong's eyes showed disappointment, and he sighed lightly, "Ten breaths will be ten breaths." ”

Ten breaths is ten breaths!

It is also the time of the golden light sword condensed into a sword-shaped state, and the time of existence.

Ye Chong was puzzled, and that was why.

The mysterious sword sand has been devouring valuable martial arts resources, and then it has been slowly growing. Ye Chong knew very well, and at the same time, he also felt that after devouring enough treasures, the mysterious sword sand would be able to become a real divine blade like a sword pill.

And this has always been what Ye Chong has been doing.

The treasures required by Sword Sand, the lowest grade must be above the Meteorite Dark Iron. Ye Chong is not afraid, let alone distressed. Loot at the first opportunity, and for this reason, he did not hesitate to leave a bad image of the thousands of melon-eating girls in the dispute between the sons of Gusu and the princess.

But even so, success is just around the corner.

In front of the Flying Eagle Gate early this morning, in that dark passage, after absorbing the martial arts resources from the Qin family, the mysterious sword sand had signs of condensing sand into a sword.

And the reason why the oil lamp burned out, and Ye Chong was still not afraid of the black earthquake was also because of this.

As long as you melt and devour the martial arts resources of the Flying Eagle Gate, the mysterious sword sand can be condensed into a sword, and by that time, Wu Zhen has already set foot in the eightfold What about it!?

But now, after Ye Chong took a closer look, he found that the mysterious sword sand seemed to be missing one of the most important treasures, so he could only condense the sword for ten breaths.

After ten breaths, it will become sand again.

Ye Chong was puzzled, but he was also very understanding.

The mysterious sword sand is implicated in the sword pill, and the sword pill comes from the ancient ring of the Qingxuan Immortal Emperor, which is a peerless and rare divine object. If it was true that it could be condensed into a sword just by devouring martial arts resources, comparable to a sword pill, it would be too simple.

Simple, let me question the degree of the mysterious sword sand.

What's more, all things in the Immortal Dao pay attention to the theory of cause and effect. For example, the immortal spirit formation, the array eye is the most important part of it. Therefore, the material for condensing the array eye is also the most precious, and it is hard to find.

Another example is the alchemy that Ye Chong has never been exposed to. There are countless materials required for alchemy, but the refining of each elixir requires medicinal introduction. And this medicine is also like the eye of the formation, which is precious and hard to find.

Mysterious Sword Sand, as it should be.

It is indeed a pity that it cannot be completely condensed into a sword.

But Ye Chong is a person who can afford to put it down. Even though he had already smashed a treasure material worth no less than eight billion on the mysterious sword sand, Ye Chong was not annoyed.

Because ten breaths are enough!

Whether it is a martial arts master or an immortal powerhouse, the victory or defeat is in a thought.

Not to mention, if he Ye Chong wants to kill Wu Zhen today, he only needs a sword!

Because......

Ten steps to shadow kill, he has taken nine steps.

"Step 10!"

Laugh proudly and look back.

When the sound fell, Ye Chong moved.

Step 10, Step Out!

And Wu Zhen, his heart is cold and frightened!

But when Ye Chong's voice started, the long-disappeared white light sword condensed again.

Together with the golden light sword, it appeared in front of Ye Chong, echoing each other.

At this moment, the mutation is reborn!

It was actually on the hilts of the two small swords, and two words suddenly came out.

The glyph is simple, non-seal and non-subordinate. It is Chinese calligraphy, and everyone is here, and it is difficult to recognize these four characters as when they appeared in the 5,000-year brilliant history of China.

But whether it was Ye Chong, or Wu Zhen, or even Qin Wanzhong, who was hundreds of zhang or thousands of zhang away, they all saw those four words clearly.

I don't know the font, but I can see it clearly.

Even at that moment, my heart trembled, and a hint of surrender sprouted.

Four words is the name of the sword!

Xingyuan, nightshade!

The name of the sword pill is [Xingyuan], and the name of the sword sand is [Nightshade]!

Ye Chong was also surprised, and a surprised glow flashed under his eyes.

He had always felt that there was a connection between the two swords. Even that mysterious sword sand is from Qingxuan Immortal Venerable.

And now, he's finally able to be sure!

The mysterious sword sand is also the nightshade sword, and it is also the divine weapon of Qingxuan Immortal Venerable!

Otherwise, when the sand is condensed into a sword, when Xingyuan appears, how can these four quaint and inexplicable runes appear?

"So, kill!"

Ye Chong chuckled, and then rose!

When the body moves, the sword moves!

Ten steps to shadow kill, and the gods are here!

When the sword pill is condensed and revealed, it can destroy the Ryazan of the sevenfold cultivation.

Ten steps of shadow killing, when you take that last step, you can destroy two sevenfold powerhouses.

Now, it's a double move!

Wuzhen, who has reached the Eightfold Realm, can still have the power to return to the sky?

What's more, the divine soldiers show their might again.

Not to mention......

When the two swords moved together, they were accompanied by the golden and white glimmer, blending into a group.

But when he came to the place half a zhang in front of Wu Zhen's body, the light cluster split, but there were four swords that shot out from the light cluster.

Before the fusion, one sword was Xingyuan, and the other sword was nightshade.

But after splitting, the two swords are Xingyuan, and the two swords are nightshade!

What does this mean?

Obviously, he had never even practiced the third form of the Emperor Yuan Sword Sutra, but Ye Chong still reluctantly performed it.

But now, when the Divine Mansion was about to run out and the side effects of the Dragon Phase Immortal might appear at any time, Ye Chong was actually at the last step of the ten-step shadow kill, and once again cast the second form of the Emperor Yuan Sword Sutra!

The four elephants are extinguished, and the sword is coming!

Wu Zhen, how can you live!?

"Dare to covet the might of my True Martial Immortal Sect's divine weapon!......"

"You will be like Wu Xian, like the Flying Eagle Gate that you have worked so hard to grow!"

"I want you to live, and you can live!"

"If I want you to die, you'll have to disappear!"

A sword beheads the head, a sword pierces the heart!

A sword kills the soul, and a sword destroys the soul!

When Ye Chong's voice settled, that arrogant figure also fell behind Wu Zhen.

The four swords condensed into two swords again, and the two swords instantly dissipated and became invisible.

And the black, the silence, the isolation!

And then after!

Burst!

Four blood lines, in silence, in Wuzhen's neck and henchmen, blooming!

Like a flower!

Wu Zhen, dead!

The Flying Eagle Gate, the head of the Jiangzhou Martial Arts Sect, was completely pushed into the rolling torrent of history by Ye Chong and ceased to exist.

The entire Flying Eagle Gate, from the mountain gate to the training villa in the back mountain, the only person standing is Ye Chong!

Luo Zheng's eyebrows trembled, and he couldn't help himself with excitement.

Qin Fengrou's eyes were full of tears, staring at the figure standing with her back to her, and she didn't hesitate at all!

And on the top of the mountain, Qin Wanzhong and the others were awe-inspiring.

It's just that what Ye Chong said to Wu Zhen just now still echoed in their minds, and they didn't go for a long time.

I want you to live, and you will live. I want you to die, and you're going to disappear!

All the people present were all high-level members of the Qin family, and they were all people with superb minds.

Whoever thinks that Ye Chong's words are just to Wu Zhen is definitely a fool!

Ye Chong is in ...... Knock on the mountain and shake the tiger!

The mountain is the Flying Eagle Gate, but the tiger is their Qin family!

At this moment, both Qin Wanzhong and Qin Qianhai were extremely glad for the Hongmen banquet in the Qin Family Manor three days ago.

They did not choose to fight each other, but chose to surrender.

Otherwise, today's Flying Eagle Gate is tomorrow's Qin family.

In silence, Qin Wanzhong took a deep breath, solemn, and condensed.

Then, the heavens roared.

"Mr. Ye, Shen Yong!"

And after him, the two brothers, Qin Qianhai and Qin Qianhe, glanced at each other, and followed closely, "Mr. Ye, be brave!"

The expression was solemn and respectful. In his eyes, there was a bit of humility.

The other high-level leaders are all seniors.

"Mr. Ye, Shen Yong!"

Three sounds, five words, in the sky above the Flying Eagle Gate, which has become thousands of miles of scorched earth, will not disperse for a long time.

But in that solemn and respectful voice, the arrogant figure suddenly sat half-on the ground.

Qin Wanzhong and the others tightened their faces.

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