Li Yingqiong looked at the long sword in her hand, the shape was strange, the treasure light was strong, and when she danced slightly, there was a purple brilliance, and she couldn't help but show joy.

Chichengzi and the others looked at it differently, this purple fairy sword was the purple sword that was rumored to be cast by Taibai Yuanjing in the West, which was inviolable from all evils, and was the treasure of Emei Zhenshan with Qingsuo.

Don't say that you appear here, but you think that Li Yingqiong, a little girl who has not yet entered the fairy gate, is the master?

Akagiko's heart sank, and a fierce color appeared in his eyes.

If he didn't realize that he had been tricked by this time, it would be too stupid.

The Emei faction obviously wanted to accept this almost unprecedented endowment of Li Yingqiong's entry wall, but let him take it away, and then lay out it in Mangcang Mountain, occasionally get the fairy sword, hone his mind, create it, and achieve it, it is really a good calculation.

But where did he go?

All sects and sects, even between the Xuanmen Sect, there are often things that compete for good talent and beautiful jade as disciples, not only to see which side is through the heavens, the layout is far-reaching, but also due to fate, occasionally obtained.

At this moment, even though he knew that the relationship between Li Yingqiong and the Emei faction had been cut off, Chichengzi, who was full of anger, was still unwilling to give up and stepped forward: "Follow me back to Kunlun Mountain!"

Li Yingqiong subconsciously took a step back, her face flushed slightly, and said, "Dao Chief, I'm ...... I don't ......."

She didn't want to go to Kunlun with Chichengzi to learn art, not because she couldn't look down on Kunlun, but because she felt that although the method of sword immortals was chic, the nine changes of gods and demons were more desirable.

But if you don't have this way to go with the sword, you can't come to Mangcang Mountain, you can't get the fairy sword, and now you say this, it can't help but seem to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

Li Yingqiong still didn't know that this sword was not a coincidence, but in the arrangement of the Emei faction, it was destined to be obtained by her, otherwise although this barren mountain temple is inaccessible, there are always people passing by, and the fairy sword has been dusted here for more than a hundred years, and it has long been taken away by others.

After all, she was still young, and she couldn't say anything for a while, and the eyes of the other sword immortals present flashed, and they already spoke: "The path of cultivation can't be forced, why don't you listen to what the little girl has to say?"

Where is this kind mediation, it is clearly adding fuel to the fire, Chichengzi was even more angry, forced out a smile, and said to Li Yingqiong: "Kunlun is the mountain of ten thousand ancestors, it has been passed down since ancient times, and it will never bury your bones!"

At this point, Li Yingqiong did not evade: "Dao Chief, I don't want to go to Kunlun." ”

"That's it!"

Akagiko's eyes were full of anger, he had just taken a step forward, but he thought of something, sighed, stopped entanglement, stepped back, and walked away in an instant.

The rest were stunned.

These people come from various factions, although they are not top masters, but they also have their own backgrounds, and they originally wanted Chichengzi to be the first bird, face the pressure of Emei, and then take the opportunity to win Li Yingqiong.

But seeing that Chichengzi was not fooled, their eyes met, and they also walked away.

As for whether to really give up, or to turn from light to darkness and wait for the opportunity, those are two words.

Li Yingqiong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that dealing with these so-called seniors was more tiring than fighting a war with zombies.

Seeing that it was a mess, not even a stone wall or roof, Li Yingqiong walked out and saw a plum forest outside the temple.

There was originally a three-mile radius here, which was affected in the previous war, and there was still a small half, the wind was whistling, the cold plum was fragrant, and the wind penetrated into the nose, Li Yingqiong found a stone, sat down cross-legged, put the Ziying sword on his knees, and closed his eyes.

Although this Ziying sword recognizes the Lord is determined by heaven's will, everything can not be achieved overnight, it needs to be passed on to the sword according to Emei, practice diligently, and spend three years to become one with the sword.

But even Changmei can't be counted as a real person, and the Ziying Sword at this moment is already very different.

The fairy sword itself is still secondary, and the key is inheritance.

"The Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, who created them?"

As soon as this thought came to Li Yingqiong's mind, she saw the red dragon ascending, turning into a human form, wearing a blue dragon robe, looking at her peacefully.

Li Yingqiong felt a very familiar aura on this person, but she was faintly resistant, and after hesitating for a moment, she called out loud: "Master?"

Gu Cheng smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, when will you fight all the invincible opponents in this world, come to me again, and officially apprentice!"

"Invincible in the world!"

Li Yingqiong was speechless when she heard it, and a heartfelt yearning arose.

In the midst of the turmoil in his heart, Gu Cheng's figure had disappeared, and the map of the nine changes of gods and demons had changed, turning into countless star maps that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

Shadow of Gods and Demons.

Nine changes of gods and demons, nine is an imaginary number, not only nine changes, looking at it, I am afraid that there are not hundreds, there are the Tai Candle corresponding to the Avenue of Time, the Kunpeng corresponding to the Avenue of Emptiness, Bai Ze who knows before and after, the red dragon that symbolizes the fortune of the country, and so on.

This peerless study seems to be taking the path of forging the body, but in fact, Gu Cheng was inspired by Yang Jian, and integrated the avenue of enlightenment of the human emperor and the demon emperor's doppelganger, and the experience gained from walking the heavens.

All the gods and demons in front of them are all mountains and lands, splitting the sea, flying to the sky, calling for wind and rain, almost omnipotent, and making up for the shortcomings of the original race, just mastering one change is enough to cross the world.

Therefore, fighting the invincible opponent in this world is just a small goal.

Of course, in this way, it is inevitable to fall into the difficulty of choosing.

Li Yingqiong was also dazzled at first, but gradually, she calmed down, suppressed the idea of wanting everything, and chose the first change of gods and demons that attracted her the most.

If you change to other girls, you will inevitably choose brilliant and beautiful birds such as phoenix and vermilion birds, but Li Yingqiong is not interested in those, and her eyes fall on the white tiger, but she can't move away.

After a moment, she stretched out her palm and reached out to the fierce god of the year, the god of war!

......

"What is this kid doing?"

Chichengzi hid in the shadows, staring at Li Yingqiong, her eyes full of surprise.

Now that the masters of the Emei faction have not yet appeared, Li Yingqiong alone holds a Ziying sword and cultivates on her own, what results can she achieve?

Not only Akagiko, but also the other sword immortals left behind all showed doubts and waited silently.

This is the sunset on the mountain, the moonlight is full of the ground, and the stars are in the sky.

Suddenly, the plum blossom trees shook without wind, the plum blossoms flew like snow and mist, and the vitality of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, like a tide frantically pouring into Li Yingqiong's body.

To be precise, it was the White Tiger Star Diagram that was endlessly swallowing the vitality of heaven and earth, like a living thing expanding, and then deeply imprinted into Li Yingqiong's divine soul.

Li Yingqiong suddenly bounced up and raised her head to the sky and roared.

Roar!

The white tiger of the West, the quality of British and English, the sound of purification and purification, the intimidation of beasts, and the roaring mountains and forests.

In an instant, the light and shadow of countless rare beasts suddenly appeared as vivid as life, trembling, and under the stunned gaze of many sword immortals, Li Yingqiong's originally slightly thin body, his muscles bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye.