Chapter 1458: Reinforcement of the Seal

Minutes and seconds passed.

At some point, Aotian smiled.

"An hour... and recovered..."

At this moment, he observed the brain domain, and the golden energy had completely returned to its original state.

However, he still has one thing that has not been certified, if the mother emperor uses the power of the Holy Dao Realm Six Heavens, he can be immune twice, if he faces the power of the Holy Dao Realm Seven Heavens, will he be able to be immune twice?

Is the consumption of that golden energy a disappearance of the energy ratio from the attack, or is it specific?

It seems that it is necessary to study this point in the future.

Here, he has a large array of time flow speeds, even if millions of years have passed, the outside world is only a few breaths of time.

Immediately, he woke up the mother queen and prepared to go out.

After the Mother Emperor entered her Void Shuttle, Aotian's mind moved, and she transferred the Void Shuttle and herself out of this world.

The next moment, they appeared in the sky of the Qingjia Ancestral Land.

Thundered!

As soon as I arrived in the outside world, the sky was thundering and roaring.

At this moment, Aotian's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he looked to the south, where a formation appeared, and the colorful formation was filled with ancient words, and there was a huge object in it, hitting the seal.

But soon, the seal was gone, and so was the sound of the impact.

After a while, the cursed sword Lingzhi appeared, looking at Aotian with a cold face.

Looking at this one, Aotian couldn't help but smile and said, "Why don't you break the seal?" ”

The cursed sword Lingzhi was pale, and although she was very careful, she was still discovered by Aotian to her sealed place.

Staring at this cold woman, Aotian smiled lightly: "Don't look at me with that kind of look, you can't hurt me, and I can't do anything about you, but since you want to harm the Qing family, I have to strengthen the seal." ”

The cursed sword Lingzhi suddenly sneered: "Even if you strengthen the seal, I will only be locked up for a few more days, and the Qing family will be finished anyway." ”

When Aotian heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "The ancestor of the Qing family that you controlled made him hurt the Qing family?"

The woman sneered, "You can go and see for yourself." ”

Aotian's face sank, and he said coldly: "I definitely have to see it, but I will strengthen your seal first." ”

"Whatever you want. The woman smiled coldly and disappeared.

In the Void Shuttle, the mother emperor came out and said, "Master, the slave and maid remembered, that woman seems to be the heart sword and sword spirit." ”

Aotian nodded slightly, looked at the Void Shuttle, and contacted the Mother Emperor: "Do you know how to solve her?"

The mother queen came and said, "This slave wants to recall, some memory fragments are too many, and some have not been absorbed. ”

"In that case, let's go over first and think slowly. Aotian said, and then flew away to the south.

He remembered the location where the formation was presented, which was a valley.

It was a long way away, but it wouldn't be long before he crossed it at full speed.

At this moment, Qinghong's expression was solemn, looking at the Qingjia building below, his eyes were full of sorrow.

In the ancestral land, he learned the information of his grandfather, and the Qingyuan ancestor actually killed the two ancestors of the third faction of the other Qing family, and even used the two treasures left by the ancestors, and the target was the Qing family.

The earth fire washed over the earth, and the traces of sword intent tearing filled most of the stars of the Qing family.

In the flames, there were the wails and pains of the children of the Qing family, as well as the anger and disbelief of the thick Fei.

"Sister Qinghe.. You've got to be fine.." Qinghong's face was cold, and his eyes looked into the distance, the giant city there.

It was the only big city of the Qing family that had not fallen, and the palaces of some elders such as Qingyin were located in the city.

When he arrived in the city, he saw that the streets of the past were bustling, there was a dead silence, no one, and a wave of anger rose in his heart.

"Ancestor, why are you doing this! Is it the Cursed Sword!"

He thought of the enslaved Dark Elf King, his face turned blue, his lips turned white, and he was extremely angry, if he didn't guess wrong, Qingyuan Ancestor might have been enslaved.

It's just that when I think back to the picture of seeing Qingyuan Ancestor, there is no sign of demonization at all!

Qinghong flew to the palace where Qingyin was, and some of the Qing family guards stationed at the threshold of the palace had already fallen in a pool of blood, with blood in their hearts and eyebrows, obviously not long after they died.

"Why!

At this time, Qing Hong was shocked, and when he heard the voice of the Great Elder Qing Yuhan, he couldn't help but look ugly, rushed into the palace, and saw one of the scenes, his face turned pale.

The eldest ancestor of the Qing family, the pillar of the Qing family, the backer of the Qing family, and the ancient sword held by Qing Yuan penetrated the heart of the great elder Qing Yuhan.

Qinghong saw Qing Yin, the head of the Qing family who fell to the ground, as well as some elders, as well as the trembling and curled figure in the corner.

"Sister Qinghe..."

Seeing that familiar figure, Qing Hong's eyes were bloodshot, and the anger in his heart suddenly exploded, he looked at Qing Yuan's back, and said coldly: "Qing Yuan! As the ancestor of the Qing family, you ruined the Qing family! Do you know what you are doing!"

In the corner, curled up, the pale Qing He turned his head slightly, looking at Qing Hong at the door, his face was bloodless, Qing Hong appeared here, she knew that in the ancestral land, the cursed sword could not be stopped at all, and Aotian might also fall.

Didi...

Golden blood dripped down the chest of the Great Elder Qing Yuhan and fell to the ground, and Qing Yuhan's eyes were shining brightly, looking at Qing Hong behind Qing Yuan.

"Run! Escape! Run away with Qinghe!"

Hearing Qing Yuhan's transmission message, Qing Hong, who was washed away by anger, couldn't help but feel cold in his brain, and fled to Qing He's side, hugged Qing He, and fled outside.

He still hasn't broken through yet, Qingyuan is the most terrifying existence in the Qing family, the Seventh Heaven of the Holy Dao Realm!

"Sister Qinghe, don't be afraid, even if I die, I will protect you. ”

Qinghong's face turned pale, and he fled to the sky, and the star of the Qing family couldn't stay anymore.

In the palace hall, Qingyuan pulled out the ancient sword, and the blood spilled on the ground, and not a single drop of blood on the ancient sword was stained.

His expression was pained and twisted to the extreme, and his body trembled as he watched it all.

"Damn it's all you!"

Sonor!

The ancient sword was thrown aside, Qingyuan hugged his head, trembling all over, and the ground rolled.

In the ancestral land of the Qing family, Aotian was about to arrive at the location of the seal of the cursed sword.

At this time, the mother queen came with good news.

"Master, the slave remembers it... I remember that back then, the Gulan Sword Saint Qingyangyuan once looked for a slave maid, and the master should not be mistaken, and what he found was the origin treasure of the year. ”

Aotian replied: "I know this, I once heard the Qing family say it, but I didn't expect Qing Yangyuan to hide the Qing family members, and actually saw the origin treasure." ”

The Mother Emperor continued: "I happened to travel to the realm where Qingyang Yuan was located, and it was also a coincidence, when he approached me and asked how to subdue the Heart Sword. Although Qing Yangyuan is righteous, he is too greedy, and when I calculated the details of the heart sword, I didn't tell him, and Qing Yangyuan left in disappointment. In fact, against the Heart Sword, you can do it now, at least for a long time. ”

"The heart sword spirit is produced by the breath of an extremely cold place in the Nine Heavenly Que, born and raised, absorbing the seven emotions and six desires of the Nine Heavenly Que, the immortals, Buddhas, demons, gods and demons, etc., the heart sword is most afraid of Haoran righteousness, in the face of Haoran righteousness, her strength can not hurt the other party, and the master you have the blood of the Hongmeng Shenlong in your body, the Hongmeng Shenlong is the first ancestral dragon in the Hongmeng Tianyu, born noble, the breath is pure yang and vast, which is also the reason why the heart sword and sword spirit can not hurt you, although the heart sword and sword spirit is now far beyond the master of you, but after all, it is still trapped in the seal, and when you get to the place, the master you drip blood, water the eight directions, and gossip formation, just block it, the sacredness and nobility in the bloodline are enough to suppress and seal her for half a Hongmeng. ”

"Half Hongmeng..."Aotian was surprised.

Knowing the method, he became even more urgent, and quickly headed towards the valley where the Heart Sword Spirit was sealed.

Qingjia Xingchen atmospheric barrier, Qinghong's face was pale, one of his left arms had disappeared, and the wound was dripping with golden blood.

'Qingyuan' was condescending, his eyes were cold, staring at Qinghong, and his mouth made a strange sound, as hideous as a demon.

"Qinghong, do you think you can escape!"

Qing He's face on Qinghong's side was pale, and his beautiful eyes lost their former brilliance.

Qing Hong stared at 'Qing Yuan' and said coldly: "You are the ancestor of the Qing family! Enslaved by the cursed sword! It is conceivable that you once entered the sealed land, and your greed caused the destruction of the Qing family. ”

'Qingyuan' was shocked physically and mentally, his face was distorted, his hands were holding his head, and the ancient sword fell from the air, muttering to himself, crazy, and miserable.

"Damn the devil!

"Truly... Isn't that what you want?"

"Fart!"

"Don't doubt it, this is the ending you want, you hate the entire Qing family from the bottom of your heart, for the sake of the Qing family, you lost the woman you love the most and your favorite son... I feel your hatred, don't suppress it..."

"Unleash it!"

"Ahh The old man hates it!"

'Qingyuan' roared angrily, extremely hideous, a pair of black eyes became extremely blood-red, a demonic light flashed, and the ancient sword that fell down suddenly returned to his hand.

Suddenly, Qinghong looked at the ever-expanding ancient sword, his eyes were full of reluctance, and he looked at Qinghe on the side.

"Sister Qinghe, run. ”

In the ancestral land of the Qing family, Aotian had already arrived at the place where the Heart Sword Spirit was sealed, looking for the direction, forcing out the purple dragon blood, dripping on the eight directions.

Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan... When the dragon's blood dripped from the eight directions, the ground roared.

The ancient formation appeared, extremely gorgeous, and the sword intent was vast, as if blocking the universe, and the ancient words on it were beating, like a strong man burning the primordial spirit.

The huge formation soared into the air, bursting with brilliant light, and finally the purple light merged into the formation.

In the formation, Aotian saw the heart sword and sword spirit, and the cold woman looked at him like this, without joy or sorrow.

Airplanes!

Rumble!

When the formation disappeared, the figure of the Heart Sword Sword Spirit also slowly disappeared.

In a trance, Aotian saw a mockery at the corner of the other party's mouth.

Suddenly, his heart sank, he looked at the Void Shuttle, and contacted the Mother Emperor: "Mother Emperor, we leave the ancestral land and return to the outside world. ”

The Mother Empress said, "Master, hurry up to the Void Shuttle. ”

Qingjia sky, Qing He trembled, looking at the Qingyuan Ancestor whose body was torn apart and turned into a point of light, a trace of color appeared in his dim pupils.