Chu Wangxian stood in front of everyone, his momentum was as great as a god, his nose was plump, and his cheeks and eyes showed the momentum of the superior.

Everyone's eyes gathered and looked at the small white sword of the Qi Emperor Hall on the ground.

Legend!

At that time, Jiang Ziya passed a sword to his son Ding Gong, the sword name Qi Huang Sword, which could protect the fortune of Qi for thousands of years, and Ding Gong successively passed down to 14 generations, and finally passed to Jiang Xiaobai, the Duke of Qi Huan.

In the history books, the eloquent Jiang Xiaobai was a favored villain, and finally starved to death, and the corpse was only collected on the 67th day. In fact, he gave up the throne, cultivated immortals, and deceived the world with fake death.

The older Jiang Xiaobai and Lao Dan are the leaders of the new generation of Emperor Yan and the Yellow Emperor, and they are also friends and enemies, but they are defeated by Lao Dan in the end.

The winner is king, and the loser is cole!

Jiang Xiaobai was defeated and dissatisfied.

This little white sword is also contaminated with anger and devours the lord at every turn, which also makes this sword have the name of the magic sword.

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't kneel!

"You, what evidence do you have for your nonsense?" the Sect Master of the Qi Emperor Hall questioned Chu Wangxian.

Looking at these descendants of the Yan Emperor Jiang family in front of him, Chu Wangxian shook his head indifferently with a wry smile on his face.

He took a step forward and picked up the little white sword, holding the blade in one hand and the hilt in the other, exerting a thousand tons of force with both hands, and exerting a force of a thousand tons with both hands.

"What are you going to do?" the Sect Master of the Qi Emperor Hall hurriedly shouted.

"What are you doing! Excalibur is covered in dust, what's the use of keeping it, I want evidence, I'll give you evidence. ”

Click!

Chu Wangxian urged the aura in his body, exerted force with both hands, and cracks appeared on the blade of the little white sword, and surging black qi gushed out of it.

This black qi roared, like an evil demon, and the valley blowing was stormy, like a ghost crying wolf, and a black shadow holding a sword appeared.

"This, this is the sword soul of the ancestor Jiang Xiaobai. The Sect Master of the Qi Emperor Hall palpitated.

Chu Wangxian actually broke the little white sword and released the sword soul in it.

Jiang Xiaobai has been in the sword for five hundred years, and over time, the sword soul is like the master, and the black shadow in front of him is the sword soul obsession of Xiaobai Sword.

The little white sword is the sword of the Great Dao Immortal, although it has been sealed for a long time and is not at the peak, it still has the power of a true immortal.

Under the pressure of sword intent, everyone bent down on their knees and held on.

"It's not good, the sword soul is like a demon, it can take away, and the disciples with low cultivation can quickly dodge. The elder of the Qi Emperor Palace, who had his hands clenched, shouted hurriedly.

He pointed at Chu Wangxian and gritted his teeth in anger.

The divine sword of the Qi Emperor Hall was actually destroyed by Chu Wangxian, which was really a crime that deserved death.

"Once you are taken away by the sword soul, it is a demon, life is better than death, and it is like an evil demon. "One of the elders remembered the horror of the demonic seizure.

Everyone was afraid that they would be occupied by the sword soul and turned into a sword puppet. Afraid that they would not be able to avoid it, they were frightened and dodged one after another. Seeing this scene, the elders were angry again.

Such a flock of sheep, greedy for life and afraid of death, how to revitalize the Qi Emperor Palace.

"Swallow!"

In front of everyone's eyes, after Chu Wangxian broke the little white sword, he actually took a big mouth, like a black hole devouring it, and directly asked the sword soul to swallow it in one gulp.

The elders were so frightened that their throats tightened, how could this be possible, this Chu Wangxian was crazy.

Take the initiative to swallow the sword soul of the little white sword, aren't you afraid of the backlash, the sword soul will conflict with the human soul.

You must know that Chu Wangxian is no more than a Jin Dan cultivator, and the sword soul that devours the Great Dao Immortal Sword, that is across three major stages, this is no longer a snake swallowing an elephant, but an earthworm swallowing a dragon, which will swell and die to death.

"This, this is suicide, he, he's crazy, he must be confused by the sword soul, he's finished!"

The sect master of the Qi Emperor Hall was dumbfounded, this Chu Wangxian was dead.

How did he know that Chu Wangxian cultivated the Ten Souls of the Wind Clan.

This exercise is the supreme soul refining method of the Wind Clan, and Chu Wangxian has even refined the fifth soul body. The strength of the soul is comparable to that of the earth immortal, even if it is against the sword soul of the little white sword, it will not die after fighting for a while.

And Chu Wangxian also has a killer feature.

He was familiar with Jiang Xiaobai in his previous life, and at this moment he was more interested in helping Jiang Xiaobai take revenge on Taishang Laojun.

Even if the elders present dared to guess, they couldn't guess that Chu Wangxian was the ancestor of the Feng Clan, Jiang Xiaobai was just a chess piece buried by Chu Wangxian, and goodbye was only obedient to the disciple ceremony.

"Melt!"

At this moment, Chu Wangxian wanted to use the sword soul of the little white sword for his own use to help him open up the sixth soul body, which was a matter of course.

Whoosh!

Chu Wangxian, who swallowed the sword soul, danced wildly with the sword wind around him, and his person was like a sword, unstoppable.

Chu Wangxian's eyes were wide, and his black eyes were shining like stars, full of anger, like killing gods.

"You, are you a human or a sword soul. ”

The Sect Master of the Qi Emperor Hall asked tremblingly, and the immortal sword in his hand was also trembling.

Not only that, but the immortal soldiers in the hands of everyone in the entire Desperate Valley all knelt at the feet of Chu Wangxian.

People have not knelt, and the immortal weapon has knelt.

"You don't kneel yet. ”

Everyone's faces were blue, and they couldn't tell whether Chu Wangxian was a human or a sword, and they still didn't move.

Chu Wangxian shook his head, he really didn't give up on the Yellow River. He raised his right hand high, turned his sword into a sword, and a hundred-meter-long sword qi soared straight into the sky, and the cyan sword qi was sharp, rolling up the tornado from the bottom up.

"If you don't kneel, you'll be beaten!"

Slash down.

"Not good!" The Sect Master of the Qi Emperor Hall and the three elders shot out in unison, and each used their own means to block it with the immortal shield treasure in front of them, but the power of Chu Wangxian's sword was terrifying.

Rumble!

The sword strikes to cut off the fairy shield and penetrate the soul.

The Sect Master of the Qi Emperor Hall and the three elders vomited blood together, and at the same time, their souls were injured, their knees were weak, and they fell to the ground with their heads drooping, and the spirit of their whole body was like falling apart, and their faces were dark and terrifying.

With a shocked look on their faces, they watched Chu Wangxian pacing over.

Such a strong sword actually slashed their souls, such means are unheard of.

Chu Wangxian's whole body was full of sword intent, which overwhelmed everyone.

"You can take it!"

"I'm convinced!" said the Sect Master of the Qi Emperor Hall in a gloomy manner, bleeding from his mouth and nose and not daring to look directly at Chu Wangxian.

"Convincing or oral?"

"Convincing, we were wrong, the Chu Immortals can make the Xiaobai Sword, which is comparable to Jiang Xiaobai, the ancestor of the Qi Emperor Palace, and we will see the sword as if we saw the ancestor. The three elders were heartbroken, and they spoke in unison.

Chu Wangxian took a step forward and scanned all sides, "The sect master and elders have already knelt, but you still don't kneel." ”

With a bang, a large piece of grass fell on the wall in front of the Qi Emperor Palace.

They looked up at Chu Wangxian as if they were looking up at a sword immortal with outstanding style.

"The sword soul has a master, Jiang Xiaobai's last wish has been fulfilled, which is gratifying. ”

Jiang Xiao stroked his palms and laughed, his gamble finally worked. The last words left by Jiang Xiaobai, the ancestor of the Qi Emperor Palace, were indeed true.

This Chu Wangxian has earth-shattering means, such a terrible person can save the Jiang family.

"Chu Immortal, from today on, you are the master of the Qi Emperor Palace. ”

Jiang Xiao took the lead in congratulating.

Everyone has already figured it out, Chu Wangxian can get the sword soul of Xiaobai Sword, and it is obvious that he is favored by the ancestor Jiang Xiaobai, which may be what Jiang Xiaobai means.

"I, His Royal Highness, are willing to serve the Chu Immortals. Everyone said in unison.

Looking at the black pressed people, Chu Wangxian nodded silently.

"I have a great grievance in the Qi Emperor Palace, and I also ask Chu Immortal to uphold justice for the Qi Emperor Palace. ”

......

At this moment, thousands of miles away from the Valley of Despair.

Near Wanfa Palace City, the masked fairy of the Purple Palace was still looking for Chu Wangxian's traces, and when the search was fruitless, she took out a lamp and looked at it carefully.

In this bronze lamp, a dragon head rises high, slowly like life.

It was not a candle that burned, but a cluster of souls.

This soul is so weak that it is almost extinguished, but it is still swaying tenaciously. If Chu Wangxian was here, he would be able to recognize this cluster of souls, which was the soul of one of his lifetimes.

Suddenly.

Just as Chu Wangxian was using his means in the Desperate Valley, this cluster of souls shook violently and pointed in one direction.

"Found it!"

The masked fairy's eyes moved, looking north, and the people had gone with the wind.