"You actually know the Red Sleeve Demon Knife, it seems that the Emperor of the Wind and Cloud has told you enough, tell me quickly, where is the Emperor of the Wind and Cloud?" Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and on the Ten Thousand Demon Knife in his hand, the sword light flashed, and he said coldly.

Jian Fengyun's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold tone: "Let me ask you again, are you the descendant of the red-sleeved empress?" ”

Jian Fengyun did not answer Qin Xuan's question, but his tone became cold, and an indisobedient majesty erupted in his eyes, and a coercion of the superior surged out of his body.

Qin Xuan only felt a shock in his soul, as if he was crushed by the coercion of a god, and unconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Jian Fengyun's eyes.

In the next moment, when Qin Xuan came back to his senses, the anger in her beautiful eyes suddenly burned, what happened to her just now, she was actually frightened by a martial artist of the True Spirit Realm, if this was spread out, where would she put the face of the princess of the Southern Dynasty?

In an instant, an endless murderous aura erupted from Qin Xuan's delicate body, the laws of the Demon Dao surged, the imperial power rolled, and the white hair on his head floated up, and the fierce and cold murderous aura seemed to shatter the void.

"How dare you talk to me like this, looking for death?" Qin Xuan's cold gaze lit up with magic light, and on the Ten Thousand Demon Knife in his hand, one after another magic patterns flickered, countless runes poured out, murderous aura rolling, and a knife stabbed at Jian Fengyun's shoulder.

"Hey, stop it, don't be impulsive!" When the monk Sanguang on the side saw this scene, a string of Buddhist beads in his hand was thrown, and the strong Buddha power gushed out, but he still didn't have time to block the magic knife.

The Ten Thousand Demon Knife, as the knife used in the sacrifice of the Nanshan Southern Dynasty, has been enshrined for an unknown number of years, condensing the power of countless Nanshan and Southern Dynasty people, and above the magic knife, a palpitating breath spreads out.

The direction of the magic knife is the right chest of Jian Fengyun, if this knife is stabbed, it will be severely injured if it is immortal with the cultivation of the True Spirit Realm!

"Master, be careful!" Seeing this scene, the black dragon on the side hurriedly controlled the law of the Immortal Hall to resist it.

However, Qin Xuan is not an ordinary Tianjiao, the princess of the Nanshan Southern Dynasty, she still uses the Ten Thousand Demon Knife, the sacrificial knife of the Nanshan Southern Dynasty, and the magic knife broke through the air, and even forcibly broke the laws of the Immortal Palace.

Jian Fengyun felt a violent demonic intent approaching, and a trace of coldness couldn't help but flash in his heart.

The power on the Ten Thousand Demon Knife is extremely powerful, and the Nanshan and Southern Dynasties enshrine the sword for I don't know how many years, and the power contained in it is estimated that Qin Xuan doesn't know how strong it is.

A sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Jian Fengyun's heart, and Jian Fengyun felt that his body was a little heavy, as if he was haunted by ten thousand demons, and the demonic energy on his side was pervasive.

As a last resort, Jian Fengyun's mind moved, and a sword box instantly appeared in his hand, and just as he was about to open the sword box, his body underwent a strange change.

Zheng –

A soul-piercing sword roar suddenly sounded on Jian Fengyun's body, and at the same time, a long sword true spirit behind Jian Fengyun suddenly appeared.

The sound of the sword roar penetrated people's heartstrings, and almost spread throughout the entire Immortal Palace, making the Immortal Hall tremble.

"Khooth!" With a bang, the Ten Thousand Demon Knife in Qin Xuan's hand fell suddenly, and all the light on the blade was gone, like an ordinary sacrificial knife that could no longer be ordinary.

The blade of the Ten Thousand Demon Knife was silent, but the hilt was buzzing and trembling, as if worshipping the king.

When Qin Xuan saw this scene, two incredible rays of light suddenly shot out of his beautiful eyes.

Ten Thousand Demon Knife, what's wrong? Ten Thousand Devil Knife has experienced countless years of worship by the people of the Nanshan Southern Dynasty, and has long had spirituality, and in the Nanshan Southern Dynasty, the Ten Thousand Magic Knife can be regarded as the king of ten thousand swords. Qin Xuan has been in control of the Ten Thousand Demon Knife for many years, and she can only feel the arrogance from the Ten Thousand Demon Knife, but now, she actually felt a tremble from the Ten Thousand Demon Knife, it seemed to be fear, the King of the Ten Thousand Blades of the Nanshan and Southern Dynasty was actually afraid.

Qin Xuan raised his head, only to see that the true spirit behind Jian Fengyun had already emerged, it was a three-foot long sword with sword light, the long sword was full of silver light, but it looked very illusory, looming, not at all like the true spirit of an ordinary martial artist.

However, it was this looming long sword that actually exuded a sword aura that made her feel cold in her body.

I don't know why, it is clear that her cultivation is stronger than Jian Fengyun, but at this moment, she looks at Jian Fengyun, as if she is looking at a god above the Nine Heavens, as if he can let herself be wiped out with just one thought.

Jian Fengyun was also a little surprised, when he woke up in the inner hall before, he was just busy probing the soul sea and physical body, but he didn't expect that he even broke through his spiritual power.

As soon as his mind moved, Jian Fengyun's consciousness sank into his own spiritual sea, only to see that in the Spirit Mansion, the remaining eight sealing divine chains had all been broken, and the Sky Devouring Immortal Sword in the middle that was locked by the God Chain was actually suspended in the center of the Spirit Mansion at this moment, swallowing the sword light, although it still seemed very illusory, but it was obviously much more condensed than the first time I saw the Sky Devouring Immortal Sword.

There is a line of words underneath the Sky Devouring Immortal Sword!

Jian Fengyun's consciousness approached slightly, and he immediately saw the handwriting under the sword clearly, and a line of elegant ancient characters remained in the center of the Ten Gods Seal.

"Disciple, when you see this line of words, it means that you have unlocked the seal of the Sky Devouring Immortal Sword, the catastrophe will come to the world again, the heavens have been overthrown, and the Sky Devouring Immortal Sword may be the last glimmer of hope, you have to remember, the Sky Devouring Immortal Sword is divided into good and evil, and the path of martial arts is also divided into gods and demons, the righteous sword is a god, and the evil sword is a demon, maybe you don't understand what the master means now, but soon you will understand!"

Jian Fengyun saw this line of ancient characters, and this line of words suddenly dissipated and lost a trace.

"Havoc?" Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and suddenly began to think in his heart, could it be that he was talking about the catastrophe of the times?

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, the Immortal Hall trembled violently, and Jian Fengyun's consciousness suddenly returned.

"What's going on?" Jian Fengyun's eyes shone brightly at the black dragon soul beside him and asked.

"I don't know, this should be a change in the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land, there will be a shock every three years, it's normal!" The black dragon blinked his lantern-like eyes and said suddenly.

"Fengyun Gongzi, something is wrong, the space of the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land is beginning to return to its place, it is estimated that it will not take a day for those prohibitions outside the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land to be restored, and the people here will either be trapped here or die at the entrance outside!" Monk Sanguang pinched his fingers and suddenly said in a hurry.

When Jian Fengyun heard this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, compared to others, entering and leaving the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land before the three-year period was a place of death, but for him, it was just a trivial matter, so his attention at the moment fell on the hands of the monk in front of him.

"Heavenly machine god calculation, monk, it seems that you are not an ordinary Buddha, this secret art is forbidden in Xiaoxitian, you actually have a practice!" Jian Fengyun's eyes froze, and he said suddenly.

"When is this, Fengyun Gongzi, you quickly think of a way, it's important that we get out quickly, the poor monk doesn't want to be trapped in this Southern Ancient Forbidden Land for three years!" Monk Sanguang couldn't calm down, and said in a hurry.

(End of chapter)