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In the ruins, the dust was filled, Qingyang's figure retreated from it, coughed a few times, and there were blood stains overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the Vermilion Bird Yan suit could not make Qingyang unscathed in this terrifying bombardment, but compared to the appearance of Yuan Feng, Qingyang was decent.

Because at this moment, Yuan Feng was dressed in rags, silver blood was flowing all over his body, the Jiuqu Gun in his hand was already trembling faintly, his face was gloomy and he could drip water, and his heart was even more turbulent, he really didn't expect that the Jiuqu Spear plus the power of the Psychic Realm Mahayana would not be able to kill Qingyang, and the latter's arrogance was completely beyond his expectations.

Click.

And at this moment, a crisp sound sounded from Qingyang's side, and everyone stared at the Water Light Absolute Dust Sword in Qing Yang's hand in shock, and at this moment, the blue sword body of the Water Light Absolute Dust Sword actually began to fill with one crack after another.

Bang!

In the next moment, Qingyang's brows furrowed deeply, because at this moment, the Water Light Absolute Dust Sword in his hand had been completely shattered and turned into powder, in the terrifying impact just now, the Water Light Absolute Dust Sword had done its best as a human-level spirit treasure, even if it was superimposed with the blessing of the Soldier King Array, it still couldn't be compared to the real Xuan-level Spirit Treasure Nine Curved Spear.

"Alas. Qingyang sighed lightly, looking at the shattered points of light in the void, and felt a little sad in his heart, after all, this water-light and dust-perfect sword has been with him for a long time, and he has to be said to be a very good sword weapon all the way, and he is also Qingyang's comrade-in-arms.

It's just that now, the human-level spirit treasure has completely restricted the future of the Water Light Absolute Dust Sword, however, Qingyang didn't have any frustrated look on his face, but muttered softly: "Old man, I've worked hard for you, let's rest first, your soul will always accompany me!"

Airplanes!

After all, Qingyang has a strange seal method with one hand, and that seal method is the seal method in the Heavenly Immortal Sacrifice Refining Treasure Book, if it was before, Qingyang could not do anything about the shattering of the Water Light Dust Sword, but now... Qingyang was already familiar with the Heavenly Immortal Sacrifice Refining Treasure Book, although the body of the instrument was broken, but the soul of the instrument was still there, and with Qingyang's seal, the broken points of light turned into a stream of light and poured into Qingyang's Luo Jie.

In the Luo Jie, the soul of the Water Light Absolute Dust Sword poured into the Heavenly Nether Demon Snake Staff, waiting for the time to be ripe in the future, and then recasting. The Heavenly Immortal Sacrifice Refining Treasure Book itself is a ritual refining method against the sky, and the soul is still there, everything is easy to say.

After doing all this, Qingyang's eyes fell on the opposite Yuan Feng, who was also panting heavily, in fact, the two are now half a catty and eight taels, basically there is not much royal qi left, but Yuan Feng is a spiritual realm Mahayana after all, and the throughput of Wang Qi is much more than that of Qingyang, if it weren't for the inexhaustible source of Qingyang's Dayan divine vein, Qingyang would have fallen at this moment.

Everyone was also unbelievable about this, it stands to reason that no matter how Qingyang defies the sky, he can't hold on to such a high-intensity battle for so long, but now Qingyang's breath is a little weak, but it is not sluggish, and it still has the strength to fight.

It's just that what to do in the next battle, Yuanfeng's combat power is still difficult, and now I'm afraid that only by sacrificing the hole cards can the tables be turned over, but Qingyang doesn't want to completely open the hole cards in the second holy city.

What to do?

Qingyang's brows furrowed, this scene fell on Yuan Feng's gaze, and the latter immediately laughed wildly: "Haha, the sword weapon is broken, and now you have nothing to do?" For the sake of you being able to hurt me, I'll give you a chance, surrender to me, serve me, and I'll spare your life, how about it?"

When everyone heard this, their mouths opened wide in shock. But it's also relieved to think about it, everyone has a love for talent, and the power shown by Qingyang is already extremely terrifying, especially its terrifying potential.

However, hearing that Qingyang was unmoved, he was thinking about how to break the situation, for Qingyang, the situation in front of him was not a desperate situation, he had encountered strong winds and waves, and he had comprehended the Dao Seed, and he was already not afraid of anything.

"If you use the power of the Dao Seed, you can indeed defeat this Yuan Feng, but if the Dao Seed is revealed here, I am afraid it will cause a lot of sensation and trouble, and even if you enter the Four Great Courtyards, you will not be able to move an inch. No, you can't use the Dao Seed!" Qingyang slowly denied this plan in his heart.

So what to do?

Seeing Qingyang's pensive look, Yuan Feng thought that the former was considering his words, so he immediately smiled and continued: "Hurry up and make a decision, I don't have that much patience. ”

In fact, it wasn't that he was impatient, but that this series of consumption was too intense, and the longer the Holy Advent was used, the greater the side effects.

At this time, Qingyang's gaze suddenly came into contact with the True Flame Sword not far away, where the True Flame Sword was still emitting an amazing heat wave, making it impossible for anyone to get close to it.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Qingyang's mind, which may be a possibility.

Qingyang's eyes lit up, and next, he made an unbelievable move.

Swish!

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Qingyang turned around and ran, and his body flickered in the direction of the True Yan Sword, and the speed was so fast that it was like a thin shadow.

Seeing this, Yuan Feng suddenly felt a burst of amusement, he didn't expect this Qingyang to be so stupid, pinning his hopes on the True Yan Sword, you know, the True Yan Sword will choose the master.

"Hmph, it seems that you have chosen a dead end!" Yuan Feng snorted coldly, his silver eyes flashed slightly, he slowly stretched out his hand, and a terrifying spatial power suddenly diffused out, enveloping Qingyang's body.

The Mahayana of the Psychic Realm means that his control of the power of space is also becoming more and more terrifying, at least within a radius of ten zhang, if you want to take people's heads, you can still do it!

When the sense of crisis hit, Qingyang's face was calm, and the royal qi in his body surged violently again, pointing out.

"Time and space fingers!

A finger of time and space determines the world!

Airplanes!

Sure enough, Yuan Feng's figure suddenly froze, and there was a pause for about a second.

However, just such a second gap was enough for Qingyang, because at this moment, Qingyang's figure had already come to the True Yan Sword.

The rolling waves of flame attacked, but this had no effect on Qingyang, the flame mark at the center of his eyebrows frantically absorbed the flame power diffused by the True Flame Sword, and Qingyang slowly approached the True Flame Sword.

"Do you think anyone can touch the True Flame Sword?" Yuan Feng couldn't help but sneer when he saw this, but when he saw Qing Yang's hand slowly probing into the shield of the True Flame Sword, he seemed to have seen a ghost, and even with an angry roar, his body rioted, splitting the flame wave with the terrifying torrent of royal qi.

"Let go! Delusional use of the True Flame Sword!"

And at this moment, in the horrified eyes of everyone, Qingyang's fair and slender palm had already fallen on the hilt of the True Yan Sword!

It's late!

At the beginning of Qingyang's arrival at the end of the fifth layer, when he saw the True Flame Sword, he was inexplicably called, that kind of call came from the four Dao Seeds in his heart, and at that moment Qingyang understood that the owner of this True Flame Sword was a cultivator with Dao Seeds!

And looking at all the people in the fifth layer, there is only one person who meets the conditions, and that is Qingyang!

At the moment when Qingyang came to the outside of the True Yan Sword, that kind of summoning and longing became even more intense, prompting Qingyang to stretch out his palm without hesitation and gently place it on the hilt of the sword.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly seemed to resound in everyone's hearts, clear and terrifying penetrating!

Boom!

Qingyang felt a terrifying huge force suddenly coming from the True Flame Sword, that power was so hot, that power was so amazing, that power, and directly bounced the figure of Yuan Feng rushing away to a hundred zhang away.

At that moment, Qingyang was a spirit in his heart, and he knew that this sword, the True Yan Sword, the legendary sealed artifact, belonged to him!

"How is it possible?!" At this moment, everyone exclaimed in disbelief, this artifact that would choose the master actually chose Qingyang?!

And the four courtyards came to make it extremely shocking at this moment, the winner of the artifact was actually a little-known kid!

Rumble!

Qingyang's eyes were instantly dyed red by that power, and a terrifying flame suddenly burst out from the sword body, and in an instant, it was like a volcanic eruption, and the heavens and the earth shook at this moment, and the wind and clouds were great.

The True Flame Sword seemed to roar up to the sky, and the terrifying flame power rose to the sky, from Qingyang as the center, the radius was full of swept flame waves, and the flame power in this Yan Lake was extracted by the True Flame Sword in Qingyang's hand at this moment, and the momentum was very terrifying and amazing, this scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and it was undoubtedly a feeling of numbness in the scalp.

Yuan Feng's gaze was fixed on the one in the center, the fluctuations coming from there at this moment were far beyond the power he could bear, if that power fell on him, I am afraid that he would die here at this moment!

"It's impossible!" Yuan Feng roared, he didn't believe it at all.

Woohoo!

At this moment, the flame of heaven and earth swept in, like thousands of troops and horses gathered together, and the momentum was incomparable, but Qingyang, who was in the center of the turmoil, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and a low voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"The true Yan sword rises, and thousands of Yanyan come to worship!"

As the words fell, the countless flame powers that were originally like flame overlords instantly lowered their noble heads, and they all put down their postures like psychic, as if they were meeting their emperor, the flame king, bowing their heads.

At this moment, Qingyang seemed to be incarnated into a fire god, and endless flame power swirled around him, making him look like he was terrifying, and everyone looked away, not daring to look directly at him.

Whew!

In the next moment, Qing Yang held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and raised the True Yan Sword together with the scabbard, and with a bang, the endless flame power immediately turned into food and rushed into the sword body of the True Yan Sword, becoming the source of its power to break the first seal!

At this moment, the True Flame Sword lit up with a dazzling red light, and in the four seals at its scabbard, there was a slowly melting open at this moment!

Seeing this, Qingyang immediately stretched out his thumb and put it to his mouth and swiped it, and a drop of red blood dripped down, blending into the True Yan Sword, at this moment, Qingyang seemed to have reached a contract with the True Yan Sword, forming a resonant rhythm.

Chirp!

An astonishing firelight rushed into the sky again with a crisp sword roar, it was an explosion that had been silent for many years, a cry of joy that broke the permanent seal, and at this moment, the heavens and the earth trembled!

"True Yan is in hand, who can stop it!" Qingyang held the True Yan Sword in his hand, and all the Yan waves were recycled into the True Yan Sword, and a faint aura came out of Qingyang's body, at this moment, the sword is a person, and a person is a sword.

The sword intent soars to the sky, and the world is overlooked!

"I said, Zhenyan Sword, I'm going to decide!" Qingyang's voice hit Yuan Feng's gritted teeth and gloomy face like a slap in the face.

(P: Yesterday's graduation photo was tired all day, went to bed early, who knew that the school woke up in the morning and the school was out of water and power, and the computer was out of power, so I could only sleep, and only called when I woke up. ）

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