"It's ...... Epiphany?" an elder asked, confused.

Someone soon denied, "No, this has nothing to do with the Great Dao of Enlightenment, it is the vision he caused when he cast the idol." ”

"Casting a god statue in battle? This is too big a big deal, isn't it? This is a big deal that will affect Dao Ji! He is not afraid that if he is careless, he will leave any flaws on the god statue? And if Murong Qin's eyesight is good enough and he seizes the opportunity, he may even let his god statue collapse!"

"This kid is really bold!" Yan Qiao twisted his body, his heart was itchy, the battle blood in his body was already boiling, and he wanted to see what would happen next.

"It's not so much recklessness. Someone refuted Yan Qiao's words.

"Reckless, you know a fart!" Yan Qiao slapped his chair suddenly, "This is called bravery!"

The elder who retorted rolled his eyes, but he was not in the mood to argue with Yan Qiao, after all, Yan Qiao's belligerent reputation was ranked first in the entire Changxia Secret Land, and if he quarreled with him, maybe it would turn into a Tianyuan War in a while.

Obviously, when Yan Qiao was young, he was relatively stable, why did his temper begin to grow as his realm improved?

But no matter what Yan Qiao said, the elders present were at least above the Tianyuan Realm, and they all successfully crossed this only way from the Empty Ming Realm to the Divine Realm, everyone had a unique experience in casting god statues, and who didn't understand the stakes?

In addition, it is also very difficult to condense the idol, requiring the monk to carve carefully, and the Dao mark is the cornerstone of every monk's path to the avenue, and a slight mistake will affect the emperor's road.

And Su Qi's act of casting a god idol in the battle was crazy, and even the elders present felt unbelievable.

But this was not Su Qi's original intention, he originally only wanted to recite the sword introduction words to enhance the power of the Eight Desolation Sword, but he didn't expect that this sword introduction words not only hooked the hundreds of swords in the West Rain Palace, but also hooked the eighty-one spirit swords in his body, and what happened afterwards was no longer under Su Qi's control.

The Eight Desolation Sword, the Sword Words, the sword intent of hundreds of swords, and Su Qi's own acquired sword body resonated in an instant, and the sword intent in Su Qi's body immediately lost control, and they rushed towards the place where the Dao marks were most abundant in Su Qi's Spirit Sea-the Divine Statue.

Su Qi's idol was just a chaotic appearance, and it had not yet been finalized at all, so these sword intents were unimpeded, rushing into the idol in one go, mixing with the Dao marks inside, and constantly reshaping Su Qi's idol.

And the one who contributed the most here was actually the Eight Desolation Sword.

This sword, which was already blood-red, was sending the sword intent in it far and wide into Su Qi's body, and these sword intents were all left by the masters of the Eight Desolation Sword, some of them were only monks of Kongming and God Building, and there were also existences that had reached the pinnacle of the sword path like sword immortals.

Su Qi didn't know if this was the Eight Desolation Sword reciprocating the sword words he recited and the hundreds of sword intent he had recruited, but he keenly seized this opportunity, since he was no longer able to control the sword intent in his body, he would simply use this sword intent to reshape the idol!

The sword intent is strong.

Su Qi stood in the air, the whole person was as sharp as a sword, if a monk who built a god realm closed his eyes, far away only by divine sense, he couldn't even tell the difference between Su Qi and the Eight Desolation Sword, this change also caught Murong Qin off guard, she stood in the air, looking at the Eight Desolation Sword from afar, the tip of this sword pointed directly at her, the sharp sword qi stabbed Murong Qin's forehead, it seemed that the sword had a spirit, silently guarding the master.

Su Qi's idol has changed greatly, compared with ordinary idols, not only has there is a blood-colored spirit sword in his hand, but even the body of the idol has changed, although the whole is still translucent, not completely condensed, but the color has become gold and red, the only thing that is condensed on the idol is the eyes, and there is a small sword hanging inside.

As the sword intent continued to pour in, the body of the god began to thicken little by little.

The sword intent on Su Qi's body became more and more intense, and an invisible sword had faintly appeared behind him.

The sword points to the sky.

The clouds in the sky dispersed silently, the water in the Xiyu Lake rippled in circles, the unicorn sitting statue in the ring had risen high, Li Tiangang also sat up straight, his left hand pressed on the arm of the chair, his right hand was tightly placed on his lap, and his body leaned forward slightly, he could appear on Su Qi's side at any time and suppress any changes in his body.

But just as everyone was looking at Su Qi nervously, another crisp sword roar sounded in the temple of the Western Rain Palace.

It echoed Su Qi's sword intent from afar, and the Eight Desolation Sword became even more excited, and the sword whistle suddenly became louder.

"How can there still be a sword intent?" Yan Qiao was dumbfounded, "There is still an excellent sword cultivation in my Western Rain Palace?"

The other elder shook his head, "Although there are quite a few disciples who use swords, there is not a single one who can echo this young man at this moment. ”

"What's going on?"

"It's not human," Li Tiangang suddenly spoke, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "It's a handwritten letter left by the Sword Immortal!"

The elders looked at each other, isn't that the prize of this big competition? According to legend, it was left by the short-lived sword immortal seven thousand years ago.

This teenager can actually echo it?

A beam of sword light flew out from the temple in the North Palace, and soon, with a loud bang, a thin ancient book smashed through the temple door, turned into a three-foot Qingfeng, and galloped towards Su Qi.

The Eight Desolation Sword turned its sword edge and flew above Su Qi's head, falling thousands of sword qi to protect Su Qi.

The ancient book crashed straight into Su Qi's arms.

A hazy figure flew out of the ancient books, he was dressed in white, carrying two swords, with a purple gold gourd hanging from his waist, looking up at the sky, the sword intent on his body was incomparable, and his voice was ethereal and indifferent, as if he had come across the eternal years.

"Swordsman, be indomitable. ”

"The sword heart should be clear and clear, not stained with dust, and if it is turbid, the sword power will be half weak. ”

"To talk about the way with the sword is to talk about the way with war. ”

"What is the emperor? Taiyin said that the emperor is the embodiment of the Tao, and the ancient times said that the emperor is the Tao and I am one, but I am not, I say that the sword is the emperor!"

Li Tiangang stood up suddenly, looked at the figure in shock, his hands trembled slightly, "This, this is the Sword Immortal talking about the Sword Dao Emperor Road!"

All the elders stood up, especially those who used the sword as a magic weapon, they were even more excited, their eyes stared at the sword immortal phantom without blinking, and they didn't dare to breathe, for fear of missing a word.

This is the sword immortal talking about the Tao, and it is the guidance of a great emperor!

How can a monk remain indifferent?

For a while, in addition to the sound of the sword, there was only the ethereal voice of the sword immortal in this world.