Chapter 1792: The Three-Foot Sword in His Hand

Monk Wukong was reluctant to leave the Floating Tomb now, so he wanted to stay next to Master Mo Yibai and listen to the teachings.

At the same time, the strength of Ion Qing's cultivation is slowly improving, and he is about to touch the realm of the three calamities.

On this day, the patriarch of the dragon carp clan, Hong Yuanyi, came to a grave.

The tombstone on this tomb is engraved with a line of words - Tomb of Red Nian.

Thinking of you, thinking of you, not seeing you. At first, Hongyuanyi brought Hongnian back to the Dragon Carp Clan, just to send her thoughts. Later, Hong Yuanyi really regarded Hong Nian as her own child.

However, Hong Nian died at the hands of the demons, and not even a single corpse was left. In the end, Hongyuan remembered the blood to kill the demons in the world and almost fell into the devil's path.

After coming back, Hongyuanyi was only able to build a mound for Hongnian. Over the years, as long as Hongyuan is tired and tired, he will stand in front of Hongnian's well-dressed mound and tell the bitterness in his heart.

Child, is it because of you that my aunt has been tingling in her heart lately?

Hong Yuanyi gently covered her chest, she felt that she still had the opportunity to see Hong Nian in her life, and this illusion would always come out recently.

At the same time, the land of a hundred nations.

Why do you feel uneasy? Is something going to happen?

Cheng Xunran walked out of the Accord, restless. She looked into the distance, her heart tingling, and she always felt like she had missed something or someone years ago.

Zhongzhou, the ancient secluded palace.

Li Qiurou, the master of the Ancient Ghost Palace, handles official business every day and does not let himself be idle. She was afraid that once she was free, she would be cranky, always worried about Gu Hengsheng's safety.

Husband, when will you come back?

Li Qiurou put down the official business in her hand, walked into the courtyard, and looked up at the sky.

The return of the Floating Tomb Lord has led to a huge change in the situation in the whole world.

All the big forces with some background want to go to the Floating Tomb to meet the tomb owner Mo Yibai. It's just that all of them were rejected by Mo Yibai, and no one was able to enter the floating tomb.

Even Emperor Nangong asked General Yulong to send a thin gift to see him, but it was unsuccessful.

It can be seen that it is not easy to meet the tomb owner Mo Yibai. Gradually, the people of the world gave up this idea, and did not let their disciples offend the Fusheng Tomb, otherwise they would bear the consequences.

At the top of the high mountain, Ion Qing looked at the three-foot green peak in his hand, his brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes soothing.

Ion Qing, do you dare to fight me?

Suddenly, a person appeared in front of Ion Qing with a menacing attitude.

For a while, many cultivators noticed it.

An ancestor of the ancient royal family is only half a step away from stepping into the realm of the three calamities.

Someone recognized the identity of the person who came at a glance.

There are many ancestors of the ancient royal family, and this one is actually not in the forefront. However, you must not underestimate this one, in the same realm, this ancestor has never been defeated.

War!

Ion Qing is always just an attitude.

Hmmm-

The sword qi stretched for 30,000 miles, slashing horizontally towards the ancestor of the Wang family.

After a fierce battle, the sky was darkened and the void was shattered.

Clang!

In a confrontation, I saw that the three-foot Qingfeng in Ion Qing's hand was shattered.

Ion Qing's sword is shattered!

Seeing this scene, the world was stunned. The swords in the swordsman's hands are all broken, is there still the strength to fight?

As the saying goes, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead.

You lose. The ancestor of the Wang family was overjoyed and said arrogantly.

If he confirmed that he had defeated Ion Qing, the ancestor of the Wang family would really be famous. In the current world, who doesn't know the name of Ion Qing, countless people want to step on his corpse to ascend to the throne.

The sword, broken.

Ion Qing looked at the shattered three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, motionless, and muttered to himself.

Countless eyes looked at this battle, and the ancestor of the Wang family naturally would not sneak attack Ion Qing at this moment, but wanted to make Ion Qing admit defeat: Ion Qing, don't you still admit defeat? You don't have a sword in your hand now, so what can you do to fight me?

No sword in your hand?

With empty hands, Ion Qing slowly raised his head and looked at the ancestor of the Wang family: If I wish, everything can be a sword.

As Ion Qing's words fell, the words followed.

Boom!

The sound of the sword unsheathed resounded through the sky, and it came from nowhere.

The leaves on the mountain peaks all turned into sharp arrows, exuding an incomparably powerful sword intent. Every stone on the ground, every grain of dust, seems to have become a sharp sword.

This is the immortal and perfect sword intent, one thought turns into ten thousand swords!

Countless sword cultivators exclaimed.

This kind of realm is a level that countless sword cultivators have been unable to reach with all their life's strength.

Only when such a realm is reached, can one truly be called a sword immortal.

Immortal consummation, the sword cultivation that has been able to reach this realm so far is definitely no more than the number of two palms.

One thought is immortal, and the old man has cultivated swords for 14,000 years, but he can't touch this realm.

An ancestor of the Sword Sect was born directly and sighed.

The ancestor of the Wang family felt the immortal sword intent in all directions, and kept swallowing his saliva. He felt that he was locked by thousands of sharp swords, and if he dared to make the slightest move, he might die here.

Gollum –

The ancestor of the Wang family swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes changed dramatically as he watched Ion Qing.

The immortal and consummate sword intent, this is no longer something that the ancestor of the Wang family can be qualified to provoke.

Even if a powerhouse at the peak realm of the Three Calamities stood here, it was estimated that his whole body would tremble. This is a sword cultivator who has comprehended the immortal consummation sword intent!

Please leave the sword fairy's subordinates, the old man admits defeat.

The ancestor of the Wang family didn't want to die here, so he hurriedly admitted defeat.

Ion Qing glanced at the ancestor of the Wang family, ignored it, and immersed himself in his own world.

Seeing that Ion Qing didn't do anything to himself, the ancestor of the Wang family immediately stayed away from here. Everything around him has turned into a sharp sword, and he may kill himself at any time, how dare he stay for a long time.

Ion Qing fell in front of him in one step and said in one sentence: Who am I?

Ion Qing was confused, and his eyes were empty.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose, and the heavens and the earth changed color, and it was dark.

Moo –

A cow's cry broke the silence between heaven and earth.

Where does the cow cry come from?

The world looked around and saw a phantom behind Ion Qing. In a field, a dirty boy leads a cow.

I am Lin Yun, an orphan.

Ion Qing's eyes were hollow and he muttered to himself.

Who am I? Where am I from? Where do you want to go?

Ion Qing found that a lot of memory fragments appeared in his mind. Today, some memory fragments have been completely fused, affecting the original life and life trajectory of Ion Qing.

I am willing to use a three-foot sword in my hand......

Ion Qing felt a sharp pain in his head, and the sword intent between heaven and earth trembled violently because of Ion Qing's emotional changes.