This wooden sword does not have the slightest edge, but it makes people tremble from the soul.

The wooden sword was gray in color, as if it was made of a thousand-year-old mahogany, and there seemed to be burnt marks on it.

A few pen marks, as if born against the texture of ancient wood, that is the Tao pattern!

The birth of Cangjian really shocked many people.

"Legend has it that after the Canglan Ancestor achieved the heavenly position, he searched for immortal gold all over the world and used it to cast a heirloom ancestral weapon, but to no avail. But Huang Tian lived up to his wishes, and in the end, under the opportunity of the Canglan Ancestor, he got a branch of immortal medicine in the immortal pool, and finally cast it into a sword!"

"Yes, I have also heard about it, and legend has it that he started this precedent, and in later generations, there are many people who train their troops with holy medicine. ”

One person looked at Su Yang with his afterglow and said, "Isn't it the vine dragon ancient wood of the old ghost of the night eagle." ”

"Cangjian...... Beyond the existence of the Holy Soldier, is this to prevent future troubles forever?" an old man whispered, saying what he thought.

"It seems that the Canglan Sword Sect is going to take the heavenly things into the bag......"

"I think it's probably easy to deal with that kid, after all, it's too embarrassing in this place!" said an old Venerable indignantly.

The Yanwang Sword in Su Yang's hand was whispering, as if it was about to recover, with infinite battle intent, and a round of sword storm gathered on the sword body.

In the sky above the stone platform, the imprint of the wooden sword turned into a rain of light, and bit by bit it merged into the wooden sword.

The Canglan Sect Master was dressed plainly, with only a black hairband on his head, wearing a gray-black robe, looking like he was thirty or forty years old, with a thin face, scorched yellow and dark skin, and a pinch of gray and black beard.

The whole person looks very calm.

He stood with his sword in his hand, without any words, and his actions just now had already shown his attitude, and he could not and would never allow Su Yang to do such a thing.

The twenty-seven corpses, as if they had a hazy consciousness, moved closer to the wooden box together.

The people vying for the wooden box shuddered at the twenty-seven "humanoid weapons" and hurriedly retreated.

Being targeted by twenty-seven saint-level masters, it is definitely a dead end!

Suddenly, among the twenty-seven corpses, an old man with white hair scattered lifted the wooden box with all his might, and his zombie face, which was like a pool of stagnant water, showed a tyrannical look.

He's going to crush the wooden box! Black mist keeps coming out.

The twenty-seven corpses seemed to have been reborn, facing everyone with a strange smile on their faces.

Everyone watched closely, and the smile made everyone's hearts tremble all the time! But they were helpless and could only watch.

No one dared to compare with the twenty-seven "humanoid weapons" that could not be beaten and dragged down.

The wooden box emitted a divine light that was even more dazzling, trying to evaporate those black mist.

The old man with white hair couldn't help but tremble, and his body gradually turned into a rain of light, dissipating, like a Tao!

"Ah!!h

The white-haired old man roared, and the black lotus mark on his forehead was full of black light.

Everyone couldn't help but take a step back.

Then the other twenty-six corpses were the same, the black lotus mark on their foreheads, and the light emitted suppressed the holy light of the wooden box!

Su Yang held the hilt of King Yan's sword tightly.

Suddenly, his whole body rushed out!

"Lewd thief!!" Zi Lingxue was shocked, she didn't expect Su Yang to rush over at this time, she knew very well what the other party was, so she also rushed over!

"Chop!" Su Yang glowed with golden light, and his eyes flashed with this faint blue treasure light.

A sword light, called a half-moon, slashed at the white-haired old man who was holding the box.

Suddenly, the corpses around them shouted in unison, as if they had come back to life.

Together, they unleashed their divine power and built a spirit wall where the laws converged, and bounced the golden sword light away!

"It's him, what is he going to do?!!" an old man looked shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the eight corpses were killed! Some waved their fists and arms, waved their big palms, and intercepted Su Yang with the most simple moves.

Some pulled out the remnants of the soldiers stuck in their bodies and used them as weapons.

Their eyes are no longer dead, but as if they have a sense of battle, and their movements are no longer mechanical and rigid.

Su Yang stepped on Ling Xu's footwork, did not fight with them, and bypassed these eight people after only three or four moves!

Suddenly, among the corpses surrounding the wooden box, two more people came out, barehanded, but exuding a strong coercion.

"Get out!" Su Yang shouted, slashing out dozens of swords in one go!

The two corpses had sneering faces, and they were about to break down with fear.

The two fists and feet met.

A punch and a kick, like a dream bubble of a mirror, illusory and illusory.

"Ahem......"

Su Yang was shocked by a punch, and a string of blood droplets spilled.

The two corpses let out a terrible laugh and disappeared in an instant!

A giant footboard from the sky!

"Be careful!" Zi Lingxue shouted, a slender purple rope in her palm tied Su Yang's waist and dragged her away as fast as possible!

"Two envoys left and right in the Star Palace!" an old man exclaimed, he recognized the identities of those two before they died!

"Hehe, I can't do it......" Seeing that Su Yang was repelled by the two, one of them teased.

Suddenly!

The eight corpses that were bypassed by Su Yang suddenly attacked, and the two envoys on the left and right attacked Su Yang and Zi Lingxue back and forth!

The surface of Su Yang's body was full of energy, and pieces of dragon scales appeared.

In an instant, a five-clawed divine dragon wrapped Su Yang and Zi Lingxue and soared into the air!

Zi Lingxue pressed her palm on Su Yang's back, and wisps of purple qi quietly entered Su Yang's body!

Oh......

The dragon roars!

Su Yang's spirit suddenly soared! The divine dragon expanded rapidly, the dragon's body was dozens of zhang long, and his waist was thicker than a large water tank.

Like the emperor in the dust, the dragon spirit of the imperial road spreads, and the kings are sincerely convinced.

"Get out of here!" Su Yang yelled, slashing towards the two envoys on the left and right!

Sonorous!

The second envoy was like two stones, and he was slashed by the golden sword!

At this moment, the remaining corpses were no longer indifferent and came to kill Su Yang together!

Su Yang and Zi Lingxue are at risk of being besieged by twenty-four saint-level corpses!

Suddenly!

On the stone platform, the divine power is surging, and the purple divine light is gorgeous, as if it has returned to the era of opening the world!

A wisp of world-destroying purple light shot out! With the breath of destroying all things.

Woohoo......

The purple light was like an extinct blow, and more than ten corpses behind Su Yang shook away!

"Purple Cloud Pavilion! Exquisite Purple Gold Pagoda!"

Not far away! Colorful intertwining, divine light, colorful phoenix singing, fairy music bursts, a beautiful figure appeared, hazy, like the Nine Heavens Xuannu came into the world.

The hazy figure gently stroked the snow-white jade arm, like a beautiful fairy dancing.

The holy light spread over the heavens and the earth, forming a wall of light on the other side of Su Yang, and several corpses lightly touched the wall of light, and suddenly it was like dissolving!

"Light Dream Red Dust ......"

"Immortal Artifact - Drifting Snow!"

(End of chapter)