On the other hand, Cheng Qian's face was thick and solemn, and his chest rose and fell sharply, as if it was a little difficult to use the thunder divine power to suppress the blood of the true spirit.

"The horror of the true spirit is far beyond my expectations. Even if this drop of true blood has been diluted, if you don't show a trace of true power, I'm afraid you won't be able to control it!"

Cheng Qian's face changed slightly, and he saw that the golden dragon that was suppressed in the power grid let out an earth-shattering roar, and tore away at the thunder net with teeth and claws.

"Go!"

Hearing him shout, a mouthful of dark golden sword emerged, and in a flash of sword light, hundreds of flying swords were conjured.

Hundreds of pale golden swords, and in a flash, hundreds of sword shadows sneered out, heading towards the overwhelming envelopment of the golden dragon in the thunder net.

For a while, the dense sword qi in the entire cave mansion crisscrossed and criss-crossed, giving people the illusion that even Cheng Qian's figure was also wrapped in this sword shadow in the sky.

The golden dragon seemed to sense the threat from the Xingyuan Sword, and the illusory dragon's head was raised, and a blue hurricane erupted from its mouth, rolling away towards the flying sword that shrouded down.

"Hmph!" Cheng Qian suddenly let out a cold snort, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the sword shadow in the sky condensed, and immediately a golden sword mountain of more than ten zhang in size appeared out of thin air, and it slipped down, and the heavy seal fell.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire secret room trembled, and the swaying golden dragon was forced to be crushed under it by the sword mountain.

Just when the golden dragon wanted to use some other magical power to break free, a strange magic movement suddenly burst out from the sword mountain, and a circle of curved lines combined with a cluster of stars rolled down from the bottom of the sword mountain.

In an instant, the golden dragon seemed to be restrained by an invisible shackle, and no matter how it struggled, the spiritual pressure on its body was immediately suppressed by more than half.

It's just half a cup of tea, this drop of diluted true dragon blood, and the breath all over the body is sluggish. The golden phantom is also extremely unstable, as if it may be destroyed at any time.

Of course, Cheng Qian naturally couldn't destroy this drop of true spirit blood that he had spent a lot of money for, and as soon as the magic trick in his hand changed, the power of star magnetism rolled out, forming an invisible cage that completely suppressed the golden dragon.

In the end, the illusory form of the golden dragon, under a hoarse dragon groan, turned into a scatter of golden points of light in the sky, revealing a drop of golden liquid.

It was the essence of the true dragon's blood.

See this. Cheng Qian raised his hand a little without saying a word, and the skin on his hand suddenly turned snow-white, and even a gold star suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Venus spun rapidly in the center of his eyebrows, and a mighty Gu Immortal power rolled out, and a ball of nine-colored spiritual light erupted from Cheng Gan's fingertips, only to hear the sound of 'whew', the nine-colored spiritual light merged into one, and transformed into a chaotic flame.

The flames enveloped the blood of the true spirit in a single flutter, and began to burn violently.

Almost at the same time. The blood of the white tiger in the jade pendant space saw Cheng Qian's current refining of the blood of the true dragon clearly, and he conjured the appearance of a blood tiger, his face was full of solemnity.

The pupils flickered. seemed to be thinking about something, and Cheng Qian naturally couldn't see such a strange scene.

At this moment, he was still refining the blood of the true spirit wholeheartedly.

Autumn went to the east, and it took Cheng Qian three months to completely erase the remaining soul thoughts in the diluted true dragon blood.

Looking at the golden spiritual blood suspended in front of him without any abnormality, Cheng Qian finally let out a long breath of turbid air.

It is really not easy to refine this drop of true blood. If it weren't for the help of the secret techniques recorded in the Nine Illusions Imperial Sword Technique, I am afraid that if he wanted to forcibly refine the blood of the true spirit with his ability, he would have been strongly devoured by the spirit blood.

Cheng Qian's chest rose and fell slightly. It seemed that it was too late to recover the true yuan consumed, and with one hand, an astonishing white sword light fish swam out.

As soon as this sword square came out, it diffused a wave of evil intent, and the huge spiritual pressure was almost comparable to that of any Upper Realm cultivator.

And Cheng Qian didn't say much, he raised his hand and rushed at the spiritual blood, and this blood immediately flew into the body of the Heavenly Evil Sword.

However, Cheng Qian did not integrate all the true blood into the Heavenly Evil, and also separated a small stream of spiritual blood, ingested it in his mouth and used the true yuan to seal it in his body.

Then Cheng Qian sacrificed the infant fire again, directly wrapped the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword and began a long sacrifice.

After seven or eight days of this, Cheng Qian finally walked out of the secret room.

As soon as he walked out of his cave, Cheng Qian had a strange power on his face, and his whole body turned into a shocking flood and flew directly out of Tianjiao City.

It took half an hour for Cheng Qian's figure to fall in a desolate mountain range thousands of miles away from Tianjiao City.

He looked around for a moment to make sure there were no other anomalies before reaching out a little towards the void, and a pale golden sword flew out of his cuff.

It was the newly refined Xingyuan Sword, and at the same time, he quickly clicked a few times at the void with one hand, and there were words in his mouth.

The surface of the Xingyuan Sword immediately burst into golden light, and under a blur, one hundred and eight ordinary golden sword lights were conjured out of thin air, and in a flash, hundreds of sword shadows roared out densely.

After all the flying swords were transformed into shape, Cheng Qian's body jumped up, and at the same time, he shouted: "Nine illusions!"

Then a shocking dragon roar resounded throughout the mountain range, dense sword shadows were whistling, the sword bodies were condensed, and countless golden light points collided, forming a golden mist that covered the sky and the sun, but immediately a golden dragon flew into the sky from the fog.

Almost at the same time, Cheng Qian stepped on the golden dragon with one foot, and the mana in his body was violently injected into the golden dragon, and the golden dragon's giant tail swung and shot away in one direction at a gallop.

Such a strange scene of the sword riding the dragon made Cheng Qian's momentum a little more noble, the golden dragon carried Cheng Qian, and with a few flashes, the kung fu spanned a distance of three thousand zhang in the blink of an eye.

This kind of speed has long surpassed the teleportation supernatural ability of ordinary Sky Breaking Flash.

After Cheng Qian's imperial sword flew around the dragon, he returned to the desolate mountain range, his body flew up from the dragon's back, and at the same time, the sword trick in his hand was pinched, and the golden dragon under his feet suddenly roared and rushed towards a mountain peak.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, debris flew all over the sky, and a thick layer of gray mist rose from the ground, forming a huge mushroom cloud.

After a few moments, when the gray fog had completely dissipated, a terrifying view was revealed.

I saw that in front of Cheng Qian, the mountain peak had long disappeared, and it had directly turned into a huge sinkhole, and a pale golden sword was inserted in the center of the sinkhole.

"Close!"

The strange color on Cheng Qian's face changed one after another, and his heart could be described as unsettled, he raised his hand and rushed towards the giant pit, and the golden sword flew back upside down with a tremble, and returned to his hand.

Playing with the golden sword in his hand, he muttered: "I didn't expect this sword to ride the dragon, but it is faster than other sword flying powers, at least it can allow me to quickly escape with a fake when I am defeated." ”

He had already incorporated the little remaining true spirit blood into the Xingyuan Sword, allowing the sword to easily transform into a true dragon form.

As soon as this dragon came out, it looked majestic, and anyone's first reaction was to attack, and they would not think of running away, so they could naturally escape in the face of a strong enemy.

"If the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword is used to perform the Nine Illusions Imperial Sword Technique, I'm afraid that the power will be even more amazing than it is now!" Cheng Qian glanced at the huge pit that had been razed to the ground, and muttered with a thoughtful look on his face.

"This is just a fusion of a true spirit blood, the power is so powerful, if all the nine kinds of illusions are collected, it is not an exaggeration to be afraid of destroying the heavens and the earth. ”

Cheng Qian looked at the golden sword in his hand, and was faintly excited in his heart, the Nine Illusions Imperial Sword Technique also recorded several sword formations with great power.

However, he couldn't refine these sets of sword formations now, and even one of the simplest sword formations required more than three kinds of true spirit blood to cultivate.

True spirit blood is something that can be encountered but not sought, and this exchange meeting met the true dragon spirit blood, which can be called luck.

After all, it is extremely rare for an exchange meeting to be able to have two kinds of true spirit blood at the same time, Cheng Qian's luck is good, although Qingluan's true blood is not won smoothly, and the true dragon's blood is also not lost to Qingluan.

After testing all the new supernatural powers he had cultivated, Cheng Qian returned to Tianjiao City satisfied.

However, two days later, Nie Yang came to visit mysteriously.

"I don't know what Brother Nie is visiting today?" Cheng Qian politely said, then invited Nie Yang into the cave mansion and asked.

"Brother Niu has also visited several times before, but Brother Niu happened to be in retreat at that time, isn't it just two days ago that a guard saw Brother Niu go out and come back, so Nie came to look for you!" Nie Yang also arched his hand, as if there was something very important.

"What, what's the urgency that Brother Nie needs to visit several times?" Cheng Qian frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but he was a little angry that this ghost cultivator sent someone to monitor his actions.

"Brother Niu, don't get me wrong, the guard also happened to know that Nie was looking for you, but he just saw you go out at random, so he informed me, and he had no other intentions. Seeing Cheng Qian's somewhat unhappy look, Nie Yang hurriedly explained, and before Cheng Qian could speak, he said again: "This time Nie came over, it is indeed an important matter to discuss, according to reliable news from the human race, they have found a ruin, and they are going to find it secretly." ”

"It's just a ruin, what's all the fuss about, could it be that there is something special in this ruin?" Cheng Qian seemed to be a little disapproving, but he also asked with some curiosity.

"Hehe, Brother Niu has heard the rumors of that Rashomon?" Nie Yang said with a low smile in a low voice.

Sure enough, as soon as Cheng Qian heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately said, "Could it be that this ruins are related to Rashomon?" (to be continued......)