In a blessed land that was not known how far away from this island realm, a man who was closing his eyes and recuperating suddenly opened his eyes, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

He gently inhaled the aura that was already rich to the extreme in the blessed land, and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect to be able to force her to show her true body." ”

Immediately he stood up, and at the moment when he got up, the avenue lines roared around him, and an invisible spiritual pressure spread out in this "green shade" blessed land, and the cultivators in the blessed land looked at the main peak cave mansion one after another, and then several qi practitioners with powerful breath rose from the ground and stepped away.

"Lord, but what happened?" asked a big man with cheeks who had arrived first outside the door of the cave.

The man flicked his sleeves, and the door of the cave with a ban on it was opened by him.

"Come in and talk. The man's mellow voice came from inside the cave.

Seven or eight people led by the big man walked into the main peak cave mansion of this "green shade" blessed land together.

If you use spiritual power to probe carefully, the spiritual power cultivation of seven or eight people in this line is also the Creation Realm, and most of them have already stepped into the Futu Realm.

Among them, there were two old men who didn't seem to be able to detect the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in them, either ordinary people who had not embarked on spiritual power cultivation or had already stepped out of the ninth turn of the Futu Realm.

And this is the "green shade" blessed land with a particularly strong aura among the nine caves and blessed lands of the ancient land, if someone is an ordinary man who has not set foot on the cultivation, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing?

When the cheeky man saw the man's figure, his eyes were full of burning reverence.

The man in front of him came out of nowhere more than ten years ago, and at that time, he only went to the Great Wall with the spiritual power cultivation of the Concentration Realm, and of course, it was also there that his name resounded in half of the Flood Ancient Land.

Immediately, he politely refused the kindness of the Great Wall Terran to promote him to the rank of "General", and the spiritual power cultivation of the Guiding Realm immediately embarked on a journey through the desolate ancient land.

In ten years, almost the entire Flood Ancient Land has left his romantic affairs, that is, in these ten years, his spiritual cultivation realm has risen as smoothly as his name.

On that Lang Quan list, he has no background to do so, but he is on a par with the descendants of various wealthy families, and even has a vague tendency to come out on top.

And this blessed land, which was originally called "Liuyin", was also renamed "Qingyin" blessed land after he took over.

There is no other reason, just because he is still in the eighth turn of the Futu Realm, he has already cultivated the natal character that he can't even cultivate when he returns to the Pu Realm.

Green.

Ji Qingyun's green.

He clasped his hands into fists and said, "Lord, what happened to the spiritual pressure before?"

The man waved his hand, "It's just that the divine consciousness I left somewhere earlier has a little bit of a problem, and it's not in the way." ”

Immediately, he stretched out his index finger and swiped lightly into the void, and a three-foot-wide void crack was cut out by him.

Then he leaned down slightly, and his right hand shook gently in the void beside him like gurgling water, as if scooping up water.

With a flick of his sleeve, he threw the black glow into the previous void rift, and the black glow disappeared in a flash.

The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes and said in front of the group of people who still felt that the clouds and mountains were foggy and unclear: "Why not." ”

Only the two of them looked at each other without any spiritual power fluctuations around them and nodded.

Both of them sensed a dangerous aura of destruction from the black glow that had flashed before.

One of the old men finally couldn't help but ask, "Lord, could it be that the black light just now is the sword?"

The man who was looking at the honorific lord nodded, and said with a smile, "I don't know what Elder Moyu wants to ask?"

"Lord, let's not talk about whether it will be inappropriate to lend the heavy weapons in the blessed land to others like this, just sending a sword from the void thousands of miles away like this will only affect your spiritual power cultivation. ”

"Hey, Elder Moyu, didn't you hear the Lord say, he just sent the sword to one of his divine senses, how can there be any difference between others and others?"

The cheeky man said angrily.

"You, if you hadn't been with the Lord a few years ago, I would have beaten you to the ground. The one he called Mo Yu looked at the beard and glared and said.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're going to have to watch out for your hands. Don't want me to break your old hand before I hurt my bones. The cheeky man said with a grin.

Ji Qingyun smiled slightly, the big man in front of him was the martial artist of the Eight Classics of the Eight Classics, if it was all, it would be easy to say, there was still room for the Moyu elder who had returned to the Pu Realm.

But the big man with the cheeks whose real name is Shi Potian is still a brute bloodline, so Elder Moyu is a little unbearable.

Ji Qingyun waved his hand, turned around and sat back on the crystal clear and radiant chair, leaning right and supporting his cheek with one arm.

He looked at the people who had calmed down before he said leisurely: "That sword was lent to my Divine Sense, but if you want to ask why my Divine Sense would act rashly, I can only tell you one sentence. ”

"My son has been bullied, is it difficult for me, a father, to remain silent? If this is the case, I am afraid that the person in our family will not let me go. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone below was in an uproar, when did the owner of his family have an heir? Why haven't you heard him mention it all these years?

And when I heard this, the Lord had already married a wife, but why had I never seen it all these years?

Shi Potian also looked at the man with a shocked expression, although he was the first to follow him, he also didn't hear him mention it.

No wonder over the years, so many proud daughters of the wealthy clans, the saints of the major holy land sects threw hydrangeas to him, and secretly sent autumn waves, but he didn't care about them completely.

If this news comes out from the blessed land of "Qingyin", I don't know how many fairies and saints on the ancient land of the flood will be broken.

Within the boundaries of the island.

Ji Qingyun's palm needed to be held in front of the void crack, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Wen Zhili looked at the void crack, and she could feel that there was a breath coming down the crack.

"Boom!"

A sword roar came from the void crack, and Wen Zhili's mouth was full of dragon breath, and his face was full of righteousness.

There is a Xiong clan in the Sigui Building who looked at the void crack with his eyes narrowed slightly, and after hearing the sound of the sword, he patted the window lattice, and laughed loudly: "What a Ji Qingyun, there is really you." ”

The master also looked at it, and it was dark and faint in the void crack, and then he felt an awe-inspiring sword qi The master felt a little stinging in his eyes, but he didn't expect the sword qi to be so strong.

The sword qi is close.

"I told you before, even with Ji Qingyun's divine sense, I can feel a strong aura of the Stygian Sea on his body, he must have been in the Stygian Sea for a long time before, and he must have a Stygian Sea thing on him. ”

"The sword?" the master asked, rubbing his dry eyes.

"That sword came from the Styx, and if I didn't expect, it should be the same sword. "There is a bear clan standing with his hands in his hands, although he has heard of that sword back then, but he has never had the opportunity to see it.

For no other reason, the sword was too heavy.

Sinking to the point that lifting the sword was like carrying the entire Stygian Sea in your hand.

Moreover, for thousands of years, that sword has already given birth to a sword spirit, and if it is not a person of heart, it is even more difficult to hold it in his hand.

"It's coming. Youxiong and Wen Zhili in the distance spoke at the same time.

A black light flew out of the void crack, so fast that even the master didn't even notice it.

The black light swirled in the air, and then a black mark appeared in the void.

After identifying the person, the black mangs flew straight to Ji Qingyun's side, and they happily held a meeting around him and swirled with swords.

Ji Qingyun smiled slightly, his palms spread out, "Obedient." ”

The black glow flew back into the palm of his hand, revealing the blade of the sword.

Wen Zhili squinted and looked over, the long sword in Ji Qingyun's hand was more than three feet long, and the whole body was dark.

There are obscure and mysterious seals on the sword, and even she can't understand them after thousands of years.

The sword was unsheathed, and there was no sharp edge, and the blade was a little blunt compared to the sword weapons she had seen thousands of years ago.

But it was this long sword that made her feel a little panicked.

Ji Qingyun held the long sword in his hand, his figure fell slightly, he moved his wrist lightly and pulled a sword flower, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wen Zhili, and said, "It's okay now." ”

Without waiting for Wen Zhili's answer, Ji Qingyun held the long sword in his hand, raised his hand towards Lilong, raised his arm, and then fell gently, and it was already a sword handed out.

Wen Zhili noticed it, and suddenly raised his head and roared, and the dragon groaned.

The dragon body, which is thousands of feet long and covers the sun, swings back and forth above the sky, and the wind and clouds stir.

The master saw a dark "silk thread" drawn from the sky, and in Ji Qingyun's indifferent eyes, it fell silently on the body of the dragon.

The thousand-foot-long dragon body twisted and rolled back and forth, and the dragon let out a roar.

The "silk thread" poured into his body from the sky, and he directly cut the dragon scales on his body.

Wherever the sword qi reached, the dragon scales peeled off, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Moreover, after the sword qi, followed by a powerful power, Wen Zhili felt that tens of thousands of peaks and mountains were suppressing him, and he couldn't move.

The avenue of heaven and earth here collapsed slightly because of the fall of that sword, and the avenue made a roar.

Ji Qingyun stroked the long sword with two fingers, flicked the sword body, and the black sword body let out a long roar, "Wen Zhili, what about my sword?"

Wen Zhili let out a roar, but Wan Jun was pressed by the power on it, and he still couldn't move.

"I'm going to tell you something, although I'm just a divine sense of my own, I can still use this kind of powerful sword move twice, so you don't have to expect to fight me again with your dragon's powerful qi and blood recovery ability after one move. ”

"And under this sword, it is not that there are no dragons who have died, and there are more than one or two shouts. ”

Ji Qingyun stretched out his finger and said.

Wen Zhili let out an unwilling roar, she barely raised her head, and a long-standing dragon breath in the dragon's mouth turned into a golden rainbow spit out from her mouth, penetrating the sea of clouds and pointing directly at the thin man in white.

Ji Qingyun snorted coldly, "Stubborn." ”

Then the arm that drooped slightly was gently lifted up.

A long black line rose from the void under his feet, cutting through the layers of void, easily cutting off the golden rainbow, splitting the sea of clouds that stretched for thousands of miles, and smashing down on Wen Zhili's dragon body like a waterfall on the ground.

The dragon scales on Wen Zhili's abdomen were cut off and fell off, and the epithelia of the abdomen was open and fleshy, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The dragon's blood trickled down from the sky, staining the sea of clouds beneath him.

"Sir, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid there will be another dragon soul under that sword. The master bent down and arched his hand at Youxiong, and said in great fear.

Youxiong kept silent, looking into the distance and roaring endlessly, his expression calm.

"Wen Zhili, are you convinced?" Ji Qingyun held the sword in his hand and looked at the dragon.

"Tell me, what is the name of that sword in your hand?" asked Lilong, speaking out of his mouth.

Ji Qingyun put the long sword in front of him, his eyes lit up, "The name of the sword is Agarwood." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword qi was undulating, like a river crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow.