As long as I can comprehend these breaths, I will definitely be able to find out how to enter the Divine Upper Realm!" Qin Jian burst with confidence.

"Enter the Divine Realm!"

Li Bingyan and Bu Xichen were taken aback and looked at Qin Jian in astonishment.

Qin Jian said bitterly: "Great, Wen Bing is not ruthless to me, and she still leaves me a chance, I must take advantage of it!"

No more nonsense, Qin Jian swallowed the prismatic object, and in the curious eyes of Bu Xichen and Li Bingyan, he sat down cross-legged, and turned his mind to refine the Ice God Yuan that had been swallowed into his stomach.

The ice god yuan entered the body, the cold was pressing, and the frost was all over the body.

Bu Xichen and Li Bingyan frowned slightly, and Li Bingyan said: "What's going on? What kind of Ice God Yuan is really so powerful? How do I feel that Fujun Xiuwei has been promoted again?"

Bu Xichen frowned solemnly, and said lightly: "Indeed, I also feel that Qin Jian's cultivation is rising steadily. ”

Bu Xichen called Qin Jian's name, and it was difficult to change his words for a while, probably because he was doing something in his heart.

Wen Bing incarnated as an ice god, was lured by the divine pillar, and rushed to the upper realm of the gods.

Away from the southwest abyss, straight up to the sky.

The sword master of the underworld sacrificed all the creatures of the underworld, created evil qi, and wanted to cultivate supreme divine skills. The evil aura is rampant, permeating the entire underworld, whether it is innocent people, innocent creatures, or underground aura, all of them are evil, and finally injected into the main body of the underworld sword.

"Cultivation never ends!"

The main plate of the Difu Sword sits on a thousand meters in the sky, cultivating evil arts, and cultivating to climb steadily.

At this moment, a divine light poured down, and it was thousands of kilometers away in front of the Sword Lord of the Underworld.

"Divine Light!"

The Sword Lord of the Underworld suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the divine light.

A divine light poured down, and a pretty phantom stood inside, and it was impossible to see the face clearly, and the figure could not be seen clearly. I only felt a breath of divine breath diffuse and divine, incomparably sacred.

"Interesting!"

The Sword Lord of the Underworld sneered, his whole body was filled with a pitch-black evil aura, and his every move dragged countless terrifying cracking sounds. Thunder and lightning intertwined, and the sound of the dragon and the tiger roaring came out, and the momentum was shocking.

"Since you are a god, I will slaughter a god!

The master of the underworld sword had a big heart and wanted to slaughter the gods, his body shook, and he came to Wen Bing in an instant.

"En?" Wen Bing was surprised, she didn't expect that someone in the mortal world would dare to shake the divine power instead of worshipping in good faith!

"Leave it for this sword master!"

The Lord of the Difu Sword is like a madman, his body is hidden in the black light, the evil qi is entangled, and the power is clear, and he actually wants to use the strength of his body to impact the divine pillar.

Wen Bing didn't make a move, but just looked indifferently at the person in front of him who claimed to be the sword master of the underworld. With the arrival of the Sword Master of the Underworld, he collided on the Divine Pillar. His whole person was destroyed by the Divine Pillar, turning into a little black light, dissipating the heavens and the earth.

Wen Bing was indifferent and cold-eyed from beginning to end, mortals dared to shake the Divine Pillar, and they simply couldn't die anymore.

Closing her eyes, out of sight is pure, Wen Bing was finally led by the Divine Pillar, completely dissipating the world and away from the mortal dust.

The Ice God returned to the Divine Upper Realm, and no one knew how she returned, but a phantom shadow reappeared in the place where the Sword Lord of the Difu exploded just now.

His expression was grim, his eyes were like a dark night, and his body was even more gloomy and cold.

"I didn't expect that the Divine Pillar was so strong, and my body was destroyed. ”

The Sword Lord of the Difu sneered cruelly, and in his eyes, resentment was condensed.

"However, although I lost my physical body, I gained a more precious realization. ”

"Breath of Ice!"

The mind moved, and wisps of white and cold aura that seemed to be subdued permeated the hands of the Sword Master of the Underworld.

One god, one ice god.

The sword master of the underworld seemed to have comprehended, and there were countless killing opportunities in his eyes.

"What if I lose my physical body, I have cultivated to the ninety-ninth realm of the sword law realm, and in the world, I am invincible!"

The sword master of the underworld sneered, the body of the sword soul turned, and came to the sky above the southwest demon abyss, his body and mind were like a sword, and with a finger, the sword light was invincible, the sword was mighty, and the evil was strong, like an evil dragon roaring, straight into the southwest demon abyss.

Bang!

Heavy bombardment erupted in the southwest abyss.

Bursts of evil qi were rampant, and when the Sword Lord of the Underworld thought that all the living beings in the Southwest Demon Abyss would not be spared, a layer of white light barrier visible to the naked eye appeared, frozen for thousands of miles, firmly locking the Southwest Demon Abyss, and the explosion just now did not affect half of the Southwest Demon Abyss in the slightest.

"Oh?"

The Sword Lord of the Difu was shocked, and soon realized: "It turns out that the Ice God has put some kind of seal on this place. With my ability, I can't break it yet, unless, break through to the sword art realm, that is, the realm that the ancestors of the underworld have not been able to reach, the sword martial realm!"

The sword lord of the underworld sighed heavily, and after a long time, he said to himself: "Create the flesh first, my body, when the sky is shocked, in the near future, I will lead the world, and then go to the upper realm of the gods!"

How ambitious is the sword master of the underworld, he has never entered the divine upper realm, but he wants to gain a foothold in the divine upper realm, it cannot be said that he is not a strong, a hero, and a ruthless person!

Qin Jian devoured the Ice God Yuan, intending to refine this object, hoping to get some opportunities about the Divine Upper Realm from it.

The cold light around his body flickered, the cold light was dripping, and with his long white hair, Qin Jian's whole body was covered with frost, he was like an ice sculpture of the human body, unmoving, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his mind was precipitated, and his emotions were not turbulent.

"Sister Bingyan, you said Qin Jian, can you really reach that kind of realm?" Bu Xichen asked worriedly, afraid that Qin Jian's heart would be agitated and produce bad signs. In particular, the re-emergence of the personality of the evil young man may be a disaster.

Li Bingyan didn't know how much older than Bu Xichen, and it was reasonable for her to call Sister Bingyan, observing that Qin Jian's eyelashes were covered with frost, she shook her head: "My cultivation is similar to yours, and I can't see through what my husband will evolve into." However, we have to believe in the husband, after all, the husband ...... Very tough!"

Tough!

The three words inadvertently gave Bu Xichen an inexplicable sense of shame and indignation, and she seemed to recall the scene when she was in love with Qin Jian, and she wanted to die of shame. I touched my abdomen, worried.

Li Bingyan was engrossed in Qin Jian, wanting to see how her husband would change, and if she could get a comprehension from it, perhaps, there would be infinite benefits. At that time, it is not impossible to further cultivate and be promoted.

Qin Jian's mind was restrained, and all his attention was on the prismatic object in his abdomen.

At first, it was able to refine those prismatic objects, but it also gradually melted, and the cold penetrated through the marrow. Fortunately, his own foundation is the power of his proud bones, and the exercises he cultivated before have been abandoned. What exists in the body at this moment is a pure and immaculate force of pride. As a result, the prismatic object melted and turned into a thick white juice that flowed among the limbs.

Qin Jian's brows moved, and his body became more and more cold and cold.

In the limbs, the white mucus liquid was turned around his body. Beneath the flesh, the ground was covered with ice gas, which quickly spread out. came to Li Bingyan and Bu Xichen's side, turned around, and did not hurt the two girls.

The two girls were surprised, and their hearts warmed.

Even if they practiced, their husbands were reluctant to hurt them, and they really took them to heart, so the two girls were very happy.

Turning around Qin Jian's body, his whole body proudly accepted those white mucus-like liquids, and constantly absorbed them into the bloodline, as time passed, the surface of Qin Jian's skin was like a chimney, constantly emitting white smoke-like gas, slowly rising into the air.

"This ......"

Li Bingyan and Bu Xichen were dumbfounded, holding their breath, not daring to disturb Qin Jian. Cultivating exercises, or refining something, such as refining medicine. You must keep absolutely quiet, otherwise distractions will cause backlash!

Whether it is the exhaustion of the elixir, or the confusion of the muscles and veins, the sword strength is very precipitous. In severe cases, even death by explosion is possible.

Think about how sad it should be to think that one's cultivation has been wasted.

Qin Jian continued to cultivate, refining the few white liquids into his bloodlines and limbs. Soon, his brows were tightly knit, his whole body was sore, and his flesh seemed to have been cut apart, which was very painful.

His muscles and veins are like being cut by a thousand knives, and the pain is unbearable.

The most serious thing is his arrogance, as if it has been eroded by some kind of cold thing, and there is a feeling of separation of flesh and bones.

Is flesh and bone separated?

So what!

Qin Jian gritted his teeth and resisted desperately, holding his mind so that he would not faint in pain. If Wen Bing hadn't left, she would have been surprised to see that Qin Jian was stubbornly holding on to his mind at this moment, and his heart was strong.

Ordinary people can't bear such pain at all, and if they can hold on for a few breaths, they are extremely talented, and Qin Jian actually endured the entire transformation process, he is really a god!