The dark clouds in the sky converged, thunder and lightning flashed, and in the surging sea of clouds, a domineering and awe-inspiring beast could be faintly seen, and the strange beast was extremely similar to the strange beast on the hilt of the spirit weapon.

Many martial artists who had never seen the power of spiritual weapons had a look of horror on their faces, looking at the thunder in Qin Ya's hands, their eyes were full of greedy light, but when they thought of the ancient king who had intimidated the Heavenly Dragon Sea for decades, they couldn't help but dispel this thought.

The light of the spiritual weapon gradually faded, the vision of the sky slowly dissipated, and the sun shone on the earth again, at this time, the ancient king laughed, his eyebrows were full of excitement, he took a step, came to Qin Ya in the blink of an eye, and said: "Little brother Qin is really a strange person, he can actually wake up this king's spiritual weapon." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and wanted to take Tingxiao back, which was a normal move in the eyes of everyone, after all, this spirit weapon itself belonged to the ancient king, but many people ignored one point, the reason why the spirit weapon is a spirit weapon is that they have given birth to spiritual intelligence, have independent consciousness, and are no different from people.

At the moment when the ancient king stretched out his hand, his eyelids jumped, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart, without any hesitation, he let out a low sigh, and the artistic conception as thick as a mountain exploded on him, attracting the vitality of heaven and earth, gathering on the palm of his hand.

Whoosh, a purple sword light carrying thunder flashed, and before everyone could react, they only saw that the ancient king withdrew ten zhang away, and three feet away from him, purple thunder jumped, and the earth cracked.

The ancient king looked at his palm, his face was gloomy as water, his eyes flashed with a cold killing intent, and the killing aura gradually spread, and many guests at the banquet only felt a chill down their spines, as if they were naked in the ice and snow.

Oh my God, what did they see?

At this moment, no one wants to believe their eyes, but they have to believe that the scene happening in front of them makes them feel incredible.

This young man actually repelled the ancient king?

No, it was the spirit weapon in his hand that repelled the ancient king, what's the matter, could it be that this young man really wanted to snatch this spirit weapon away on this occasion.

Crazy, this teenager is really crazy.

No, no, why was he able to drive the spirit weapon?

Could it be that this spiritual weapon has already recognized him as the master? How could it be, how could a mere beginner martial artist have the ability to make a spiritual weapon recognize the master.

Moreover, how dare he let the spirit weapon recognize the master, didn't he know that this spirit weapon belonged to the ancient king?

It's ridiculous, this teenager is dying.

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through their minds.

Among them, even the young man with the blood knife, the old man in the purple robe, and the blonde man of the Lion Palace who had seen Qin Ya's various miracles were also shocked at this time.

They stared at the sword-wielding young man, as if trying to see something in the young man's face, but they were disappointed, the young man looked as usual, not arrogant, not surprised, not frightened......

Quiet, silent, the atmosphere of the scene was eerily quiet, so quiet that only the heavy breathing of everyone remained, because no one dared to make extra sounds at this time.

Qin Ya looked at the sharp thunder in his hand, and showed a wry smile, this is an extremely powerful spiritual weapon, but it is also a troublesome spiritual weapon at this time.

"Tingxiao, Tingxiao, you've got a problem for me. ”

Having said that, Qin Ya's face did not panic in the slightest.

"Qin Ya, give this king an explanation. ”

The ancient king stood not far from Qin Ya, holding his hands on his back, and there was not the slightest joy or anger on his face, but there was a compelling pressure in his tone, obviously, if Qin Ya couldn't give him a satisfactory explanation, then he would face the king's anger, and that kind of anger was enough to make most warriors feel desperate.

"Gu King, the blow just now was not intended to be. ”

"Oh?" the ancient king said indifferently, "That's the meaning of the spirit weapon?"

"Exactly. Qin Ya nodded.

After speaking, Qin Ya inserted the Tingxiao in his hand into the ground again, and said: "With the ancient king's eyesight, it can naturally be seen that he has not recognized the master with the spirit weapon, and the blow just now is completely out of Tingxiao's own will. ”

Qin Ya stepped aside and smiled, "Gu Wang can try it himself." ”

In the sword, Tingxiao opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a terrifying smile, and said casually: "Good boy, you actually threw me out." ”

"Thunder, the name of this sword. The ancient king asked indifferently.

"Exactly. Qin Ya nodded slightly.

The ancient king set his eyes on the Thunder Sword on the ground, his eyes closed slightly, and then he suddenly opened angrily, revealing a dazzling essence, and stepped out, a thick and majestic aura condensed on the palm of his hand, and suddenly grabbed it towards the hilt of the Thunder Sword.

"Heh, a little Wang, also trying to control me?"

In the sword, the sword spirit Tingxiao smiled indifferently, and then the thunderclouds surged, and a strong and domineering momentum rose from the Tingxiao sword with a brilliant sword light.

Faintly, there was a roar like thunder resounding through the void, and some untranscendent warriors in the distance only felt their eardrums vibrate, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

"Roar!!" "Roar!!" In the roar of the beast, there was an incomparably domineering, empty-eyed momentum, as if mocking the ancient king for not being able to do anything.

Hearing the roar of the beast, the ancient king Zhenyuan was destroyed again, and the competition between the sword and the human attracted the vitality of heaven and earth to boil, and the strata under his feet cracked inch by inch, and the sand and soil flew.

"Junior, don't bother, you're not enough to make me surrender. ”

Just as the ancient king was acting, a deep voice like thunder sounded in his mind, and the ancient king's heart moved, and he immediately knew that this was the thunderous sword spirit.

"The younger generation wants to know, why are you unwilling to surrender, although you have the wisdom of people, but after all, it is a spiritual weapon, if there is no owner, you can't go. ”

The Thunder Sword has a long history, and when it comes to qualifications, there are few people in the entire Firmament Realm who can compare to him, and it is reasonable for the ancient king to call himself a junior.

"Indeed, in the end, I am indeed just a sword spirit, I wanted to recognize that kid from Qin Ya as the master and accept my inheritance, but who knew that this kid refused, but even so, I think it's much more interesting to follow him than to follow you, because your potential has come to an end. Sword Spirit said indifferently.

When the ancient king heard this, he was a little shocked, he didn't expect Qin Ya to actually refuse Tingxiao's confession, and then he heard the sword spirit say that his potential had come to an end, he couldn't help but feel a sigh, since he was promoted to king twenty years ago, he had no progress, he knew that if there was no chance, his martial arts would be over.

However, isn't the Thundering Sword in front of you an opportunity?

The inheritance of the Thunder Sword is so precious, and it may be able to help him break through the bottleneck, isn't this the reason why he ventured deep into the ruins?

"The seniors are right, but the juniors still want to give it a try!"

The ancient king shouted angrily, and the true yuan of his whole body was running, attracting the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of hundreds of miles, and added it to his body, forming a majestic force like mountains and seas.

"There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't have to force it!"

"My ancient king, I don't believe in fate!"

He is a casual cultivator, step by step to get to today, relying not on his life, but on his own hard work and resoluteness, so he is the ancient king of the Tianlong Sea Region!

"Foolishness!"

Two forces, one as thick as mountains and seas, and the other as violent as thunder, the impact produced is so strong that many extraordinary martial artists change color for it.

"Retreat!!"

The white-robed old man suddenly drank, and everyone's figures quickly retreated, and then, the palace suddenly bloomed with brilliant golden light, forming a large array, surrounding the ancient king and the Thundering Sword, even so, there was still residual strength through the large array.