On the platform, Wen Qingye's body stood in the center, the sky was pitch black, and countless flames seemed to be about to be suppressed.

Where Wen Qingye stood, he looked very small, almost engulfed by the flames.

Just when everyone was nervous, another flame rushed up, and the twenty-third lamp base was lit.

"Look! The twenty-third lampholder is lit."

"Oh my God, it's the twenty-third seat, that warm night is really amazing"

"It shouldn't be possible to continue to ignite the twenty-fourth seat, no one in my Black Xuan Clan has done it for eight thousand years."

"Impossible, how could a human being do it?"

Under the roof, the sound of discussion like a tide resounded.

Yin Mo looked shocked, and said in a lost voice: "How is it possible, how can it be?" Isn't this Wen Qingye's bone age over 100?"

Yin Feng's face was sluggish, and he was speechless.

Chang Xiao next to him also widened his eyes, originally he just wanted to burn Wen Qingye to death that day, who would have thought that the result would be like this?

Yin Han looked at Wen Qingye's back and said, "Wizard, this person is really a genius of the human race, and his bone age has definitely not broken 100."

"What!?"

Hearing Yin Han's words, Yi Ran on the side was also taken aback, and said slowly: "The Nine Rank Golden Immortals have not broken a hundred?"

He was a Nine Tribulation Lei Dan Immortal, and he knew very well the meaning of Yin Han's words.

Cultivating to the ninth rank of the Golden Immortal, but the bone age has not exceeded 100, which is really unbelievable.

Hong Tian only felt a buzzing in his head, thinking of offending Wen Qingye for the sake of fame before, and his heart was full of regret, who could have known that Wen Qingye's talent was so good?

Feng Taicang was slightly stunned, and then pointed to the front with a solemn face, and said, "The twenty-fourth lampholder is on, and it's not over yet."

Rumble!

Immediately after, under the horrified gaze of everyone, another flame rose into the sky.

Everyone's eyes were looking at Wen Qingye, the lonely back under a sea of fire in front of them.

Just after the twenty-fourth lampholder ignited a raging fire, the twenty-fifth also erupted into a shocking wave of flames.

Yin Han, the patriarch of the Black Xuan Clan, stared at him and said in a lost voice: "The last one, no one in my Black Xuan Clan has been able to do it so far?

No one in the Black Xuan Clan can do it!

When Yi Ran heard the words of the patriarch of the Black Xuan Clan, a shocking wave also rose in his heart, and it lasted for a long time.

At this moment, everyone, including the masters of the Black Xuan Clan, were looking at the front with their eyes tightly, and they didn't dare to come out, and only the figure with slightly closed eyes was left in everyone's pupils.

On the first layer of the Sea of Minds, Wen Qingye was already enveloped in the raging flames, and his surroundings were tightly protected by a layer of purple-gold unicorn fire, otherwise he would have been burned by the raging flames at this moment.

"This day is really strong!"

Wen Qingye clenched his teeth, the corners of his mouth had already appeared bloody, and his soul was wounded.

"Hahahaha! I can finally come out"

Suddenly, a rampant laughter resounded in the first layer of the sea of minds.

I saw ripples in the void, and then a figure appeared in front of Wen Qingye.

Sword Soul! The Sword Soul of the Immortal Sword!

Back then, Wen Qingye sealed it with a four-character immortal sealing spell in the Emperor Ridge, causing the power of the Zhuxian Sword to plummet, but it could make Wen Qingye drive like an arm.

Today, the Sword Soul of the Immortal Sword finally broke through the sealing spell.

The Immortal Sword Soul looked at Wen Qingye coldly, and said, "Who are you? Why did you grow the immortal monarch's fame stunt? This is the old thing pressing the bottom of the box, and your relationship with him is definitely not ordinary."

"You only have two options right now"

Wen Qingye looked coldly at the Immortal Sword Soul and said, "Surrender to me, or annihilate!"

Zhu Xian Sword is one of the four peerless immortal swords, Zhu Xianli, killing immortals, trapping immortals everywhere red light. The changes of the immortals are endless, and the blood of the Daluo immortals is stained.

This kind of supreme immortal sword, if Wen Qingye can fully master it, then the strength will definitely be a qualitative improvement. 、

"Surrender?"

The Immortal Sword Soul sneered and said, "I'm the Immortal Sword God to block the Killing God! Immortal Immortal, there are very few people in the entire Immortal Realm who can make me surrender to the Immortal Sword, what are you?"

God blocks and kills gods!

A kind of unparalleled domineering spirit came from the body of the sword soul.

Wen Qingye took a deep breath, his eyes revealing an extreme essence, and he looked towards the sword soul of the Immortal Sword.

A man's soul is not fake.

The eyes of the Immortal Sword and Sword Soul met Wen Qingye's eyes, and he seemed to see a sea of blood, countless corpse bones, and countless corpse mountains.

Even if he was an Immortal Sword, he had killed countless Da Luo Jin Immortals, and even some Immortal Monarchs were killed by him, only the Immortal Emperor forced him to surrender.

But at this moment, when he saw those eyes, he still felt refreshed.

"Gu Changsheng, you are Gu Changsheng!"

The Sword Soul of the Immortal Sword seemed to have thought of something, and he was suddenly frightened, how could he not know what kind of character this Immortal Immortal Monarch was?

Although it is an immortal monarch, even an ordinary immortal emperor does not dare to underestimate the existence.

The four words break through the sky, and a word of immortality is shocking for eternity!

The masters of the human race all call him the first person under the emperor of the ages!

It was a prestige, a terrifying deterrent.

In a trance, in front of the sword soul of the Immortal Sword was a white robe, and a man with a dragon pattern of the Nine Heavens stood in front of him, and below him were countless seas of blood and mountains of corpses.

And behind him, there is an endless army of armor.

Wen Qingye looked at the Immortal Sword Sword Soul in front of him, and said indifferently: "Just rely on me Gu Changsheng's three words"

When the Sword Soul of the Zhuxian Sword heard Wen Qingye's words, he smiled bitterly and said, "With these three words, I will definitely not lose my prestige, and I am willing to surrender to the Zhuxian Sword."

The moment he finished speaking, the sword soul of the Zhuxian Sword turned into a blue light and rushed towards Wen Qingye.

The sword chooses its master!

This is the fate of the Zhuxian Sword, he knows that he is just a sword, and one day he will meet his master, he can't escape, Gu Changsheng's three words are enough to make him surrender.

"Hahaha!"

Wen Qingye laughed, the purple-gold flames around him were sheng, and an ancient long sword seemed to appear in his hand, which was plain and unremarkable.

With a stroke of his palm, he swung towards the surrounding Tianyanhuo.

A light as clear as flowing water surged from the blade.

Rumble!

The surrounding Tianyan fire instantly dissipated and became invisible, and Wen Qingye's surroundings were ethereal, and there was nothing else.

At the same time, on the top of the platform, a shocking flame burst out from the last lampholder, and the brilliant flames completely illuminated the dark sky.

At this point, all twenty-six lampholders were lit!

Wen Qingye stood under the firelight, his body motionless, but as if with thunder.

Heaven and earth were silent, except for the sound of the roaring fire, and nothing else.