Hearing that the sword qi was condensed, several people were stunned.

This is the realm of transformation, the place where the sword is buried, and it is not a tower.

Zhou Yuanliang was the first to understand and said:

"Resist the power of space with sword energy! The method is good, but the sword rain in the transformation realm has not been transformed by Wan Linglou, we can't use it, and forcibly adding it will only continue to erode our body. ”

The difficulty is obvious, the sword rain is too weak and sharp, and it is not suitable for condensing the sword qi cloth, otherwise there will be no need for the existence of the first floor of Wan Ling Lou, how convenient it is for everyone to come in and condense by themselves.

Yi Hongwen cried with a sad face and said, "If I can really condense the sword qi cloth, I can survive in the transformation realm." ”

He was telling the truth.

The most dangerous thing in the transformation realm is to avoid the inevitable sword rain, if you can condense the sword qi at will, no matter how low your cultivation is, you will have a chance to survive in the transformation realm.

When the time comes, you just need to hide from the monsters.

Han Ning shook his head and said weakly: "At least I can't do it, the sword rain that has not been transformed by Wan Ling Lou is tantamount to a sword coming to the body, and no one can condense it." ”

Lan Duo nodded vigorously, agreeing with Han Ning's statement.

She is not afraid of sword rain, but she must be in a state of blood barbarism to resist, and she has never heard of anyone who can condense sword qi in the transformation realm.

Including Mu Qingyao, everyone thinks so.

It is impossible to realize the proposal of cloud shortage.

Condensing the sword qi in the transformation realm is simply unheard of!

"A quarter of an hour, if you want to live, do what you can."

Yun Que didn't explain, but instead urged out seven flying swords.

The seven swords soared into the air, and immediately connected end to end, forming a circle above everyone's heads, and began to rotate slowly.

The flying sword spun faster and faster.

until a closed sword ring is formed!

Inside the sword ring, the fine and sharp sword qi was intertwined into a net, like a sieve.

Whenever the rain of swords fell into the sword ring, the speed of its fall slowed down significantly, and the sharpness decreased sharply, reaching a level that could be endured by cultivators.

Refine the rain of swords!

With the strangeness of the sword vein, Yun Que has completed a feat that has never appeared before!

Refining the sword rain not only consumes spiritual energy but also hurts his body, Yun Que can't last long, what he is facing is a backlash from the power of the thunder tribulation.

This is very different from the presence of a rain of swords.

If it is a person, it is no problem for Yun Que to be drenched in the sword rain for a long time, but refining a large area of sword rain will gradually gather the terrifying power of thunder tribulation, and finally explode Yun Que.

A quarter of an hour, it's already the limit.

"It's raining lightly!" Yi Hongwen was surprised.

"The sword qi on the first floor of the building is sharper, but it can withstand it! Fast! Condense the sword qi cloth! Zhou Yuanliang could see that Yun Que couldn't hold on for long, and said hurriedly.

Everyone didn't dare to delay, and they all tried their best to condense.

Mu Qingyao was too seriously injured to move, and Wu Dachuan was even more unconscious, and the two were powerless.

Yun Que grabbed Mu Qingyao with one hand and Wu Dachuan with the other, and while carrying the sword, he helped the two of them condense their clothes.

This move made Zhou Yuanliang and others secretly frightened.

Not only can he refine the sword rain, but he also has the spare strength to help others condense the sword qi cloth, what means do you have to do this?

I'm afraid even the Fourth Elder can't do it!

Zhou Yuanliang, who thought he knew Yun Que, finally felt that he had become too big at this time, this Yun Hou became more and more mysterious, and every time he made a move, it was beyond expectations, and it was more and more terrifying every time.

Saving people in the foggy mountains, fighting Gu masters alone, and fighting the Blood Feather Spider with strength, now even the sword rain can be refined!

What is this ability!

The more Zhou Yuanliang thought about it, the more frightened he became, if he couldn't be sure that Yun Que was just a Qi Refining Cultivator, he would even suspect that Yun Que was an old monster in the Dan Formation Period.

While desperately refining the sword qi cloth, Yi Hongwen secretly swore in his heart that in the future, even if he offended the head of the family, the emperor, or even the elders, he would not be able to offend Yun Quan.

Yi Hongwen is now very glad that he is a shepherd, otherwise people would definitely not bother to pay attention to him.

Why don't I change my surname to Mu with my mother?

Isn't the name Mu Hongwen also very good, the closer to the Mu family, the closer it is to Yun Quan, and it is really not possible to change the name to Yun Hongwen.

Yi Hongwen thought crankily in his heart, as long as he could leave the transformation realm alive, it would be no problem for him to call Yun Que grandpa.

Han Ning was just as shocked as Han Jiao, and couldn't believe the amazing methods that Yun Que had revealed.

Especially Hanjiao, a sense of pride rose in my heart.

is also a native of Yanmen Town, and she is proud of being a neighbor of Yunque.

This is like an ordinary village, suddenly there is a champion, and every family in the village is proud of the champion.

One loss, one glory!

Compared to the shock of the others, Landot's heart was terrified.

She stared straight at Yun Que's amazing methods, and there was only one thought in her heart.

Is this still human......

Not only did he fight ten barbarian masters in one piece, he slashed the iron leaf, killed the blood feather spider, and slaughtered a hundred mutated blood barbarians, but now he actually refines the sword rain!

He's certainly not human, he must be something horrible in disguise!

Lan Duo looked at Yun Que's not strong back, and shivered for no reason.

As the daughter of the Barbarian King of the Moon Tribe, Lando is known for her bravery, and there is basically nothing to fear her.

But now, there's one.

A quarter of an hour later, the sword rings were scattered.

Everyone condensed a sword qi cloak that was enough to envelop their whole body.

Mu Qingyao and Wu Dachuan were also wrapped in a cloth, which was thicker than the clothes condensed by others.

After Yun Que collected the flying sword, he immediately swallowed a few pills of elixir and closed his eyes to rest.

The crowd did not disturb and waited quietly.

After a full stick of incense, Yun Que recovered.

Refining the sword rain is really difficult.

The loss of spiritual energy is small, and the sword qi is the most fatal, if it is not for the body of the sword vein, it will not be able to bear it if it is replaced by the body of a strong person.

Yun Que walked into the waterfall alone.

Under the cover of the water curtain, take out the delimiting disk.

"Uncle ...... Dead"

In the whispering call, the whites of Yun Que's eyes turned black again, and the power of death came!

With Yun Que's current cultivation, he can't urge the demarcation disk, and he needs the help of the void death.

On the dark silver stone plate, a ring of light gradually lit up, and the complex lines on it formed a series of dizzying bands of light.

A cold and cold smell began to permeate.

Under the curtain of water, the space seemed to be torn apart, revealing a narrow passageway, and there was darkness inside, and it was unknown where it led.

"Let's go!"

With Yun Que's greeting, Zhou Yuanliang jumped into the waterfall with Wu Dachuan on his back and disappeared.

Lan Duo jumped in with Mu Qingyao on her back, and Han Jiao and Yi Hongwen supported Han Ning and finally walked into the waterfall.

Yun Que finally stepped into it.

Behind the water curtain, the halo flickered for a moment, and then there was no movement.

A group of eight people, as if they had never appeared, disappeared into the place where the sword was buried.

The rain of swords grew heavier and heavier.

Under the cliff, the dying Xiuxue faced the sky on his back, feeling the sharpness of the sword rain.

She was completely unconscious, leaving only a faint blur of vision in front of her eyes.

The moment her eyes finally closed, she heard footsteps.

It's light, it's weird, it's like it's not on the ground, it's on the water.

Then, she saw a dark blue skirt.

The skirt is embroidered with silver patterns like lightning.

It's so pretty......

That was Xiuxue's last thought, and she sank into the boundless darkness.