A gentle breeze.

On the edge of the cliff, the sunlight is faint, and the dense forest in the distance is outlined with a deep and shallow dark green, and there is silence in all directions, not even the sound of insects is heard, only the occasional wind that sweeps through the grass tip, and the sound of cutting in the forest, if there is no sound, the whole mountain forest is a little deeper.

Under this strange silence, thousands of wolf-like warriors turned into motionless corpses in the blink of an eye, still maintaining the expression of excitement, greed, and viciousness, but there were no scars on their bodies, as if their souls had been directly sucked away.

This is a nightmare, this must be a nightmare! How could there be such a thing as killing nearly a thousand warriors in an instant?

Bathed in the sun, the bodies of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai made them not feel the slightest warmth, only the bone-chilling cold like falling into an ice cave.

Gotta deserve .....

Looking at Song Yifei's back, the sound of teeth chattering came and went, and everyone who got up from the ground was already terrified to the extreme, and they didn't even dare to move, for fear of ending up in the same fate.

......

"Yan Qingyi, that guy looks very beautiful and gentle, but I didn't expect to think a lot. ”

Knowing that Yan Qingyue is Yan Qingyi's younger sister, the sword intent in his mind suddenly fluctuated just now, and he was able to understand what was going on.

When Yan Qingyi passed on his sword intent to him, he was afraid that he had done a little trick.

Song Yifei's gaze swept over Yan Qingyue, and finally landed on the top of the Heavenly Demon Qin.

He recalled the sound of the piano in his memory when he was unconscious.

"You were the one who saved me in the first place, right?"

"Yes!"

Yan Qingyue didn't hide it, and nodded calmly.

Song Yifei didn't continue to ask, although he still had a lot of doubts in his heart.

A silver-white sword intent flew out of his body and was suspended in front of Song Yifei, he pointed at it and swiped it lightly, separating out a transparent pure sword intent.

"This can be regarded as the return of the goods to their original owners!"

As Song Yifei's words fell, his fingers flicked, and Yan Qingyue's body suddenly seemed to have a soft air flow converging and lifting, slowly floating up.

The surrounding scene changed suddenly, which made Yan Qingyue's heart suddenly startled, but she was calm and did not resist and struggle, and her eyes looked at the transparent sword intent in front of Song Yifei with some complicated eyes.

Xiao Tang, a somewhat dazed maid, opened her mouth but didn't make any sound, and all the people present opened their eyes wide, and they didn't dare to gasp and watch all this tightly.

Could that be sword intent?

Why is it silvery white?

What is he going to do?

Can it be given to others?

The elders who understood what sword intent was, they all knew the preciousness of sword intent, and they couldn't help but feel hot in their hearts, and secretly swallowed their saliva.

However, in the time of one or two breaths, Yan Qingyue had already flown in front of Song Yifei under the power of invisible lifting, and before Yan Qingyue, who was nervous in her heart, could speak, Song Yifei's fingers had already lightly touched her eyebrows, and a sharp and incomparable sword intent surged out in an instant, rushing straight into Yan Qingyue's spiritual space!

In the space of thoughts, which could not be perceived, there was a faint sound of the rushing of the river and the sea.

Then, in the darkness and absolute emptiness, all the chaotic fog was suddenly pierced, and an extremely bright, brilliant, and blazing sword light suddenly lit up!?

Cracking sound!

With the abnormal changes in the spiritual world, there was also a series of rapid explosions on the body, Yan Qingyue's beautiful eyes suddenly bulged unconsciously, only to feel an indescribable vast energy like a tide washing over the whole body, internal organs, muscles, bones, flesh and blood and everything in the body under the wash of this energy has grown and transformed like never before!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...... Her cultivation began to expand explosively, and the white robe hunted and hunted, and in an instant, she reached the extreme of innate perfection and broke into innate perfection.

"What a talent!"

Feeling Yan Qingyue's breakthrough in cultivation, Song Yifei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although the key to her cultivation breakthrough is the transmission of sword intent, if her talent is not enough, even with the help of sword intent, she will not be able to break two levels in a row.

Call!

After about ten breaths, Song Yifei let go of his hand in the nervous and eager eyes of everyone in the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai. Yan Qingyue still had a sluggish look, her body fell to the ground like goose feathers, and her face was like a dream, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

And everyone's burning eyes were all focused on Yan Qingyue's body, on the one hand, envy, and on the other hand, worry.

"Your lord will be back soon! I have something to do, so I'll go first!"

"And, thank you!"

Song Yifei had no intention of staying, and after understanding the grievances, he turned into light and projected into the distance like a meteor.

"Gone, gone?"

"Who the hell is this lord? We haven't thanked him yet!"

The people who were originally standing motionless on the spot only woke up in astonishment after Song Yifei's light and shadow turned into a moment, and they were a little at a loss for a while.

The maid Xiaocheng ignored Song Yifei who was far away, ran to Yan Qingyue quickly, took her hand and asked nervously:

"Are you alright, Miss, who is that man, and what did he do to you?"

"I'm fine!"

Feeling the sword intent in the world of will, and the surging true qi in her body, Yan Qingyue said softly:

"There is a person with this kind of strength in the world, who else but him!"

"Him?"

"No. 1 in the world!"

Yan Qingyue stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the direction Song Yifei left, all kinds of thoughts flashed in her eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking.

......

Fifteen days have passed since Song Yifei was born again and killed the Great Separation Divine Dynasty.

Under the force of Song Yifei, the world was forcibly unified, and the House of Elders was established to extinguish the imperial rule.

The Great Qiandi Emperor has become the center of politics, power and economy in the world, and the imperial capital is like a city that never sleeps, no matter day or night, it is always boiling and noisy.

Today is the day of the founding of the new empire, and the already prosperous imperial capital is ten times more lively than in the past.

Countless people from all over the world flocked to this holy city, and the main streets were bustling with people. In the streets and alleys, in various tea shops and green buildings, you can see warriors with a strong temperament everywhere. Every restaurant where you can stay is almost full of warriors from all over the world.

?Thundered!

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a loud bang came from afar, and as the sound echoed in the sky above the city, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and thousands of horses and horses were in unison, and thousands of warriors and people on the street suddenly raised their heads!

Above the sky, countless flowing clouds frantically converged! As if a pair of invisible hands were stirring, the clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and they actually formed a huge font, shrouded in the high sky of the imperial capital!

These fonts covered the sky and the sun, filling everyone's sight, and at the same time, a Shenzhou, which was also a hundred zhang long and so large that it blocked the sunlight, floated and did not move.

"Look!

"Oh my God, a flying ship!?"

"What is this?"

And next to this hundred-zhang divine boat, the five figures are extremely small, but they seem to gather the most dazzling brilliance between heaven and earth, attracting everyone's attention in an instant!

Yu Jingxuan stood in the clouds, indifferently scanning the entire magnificent imperial capital, scanning the dense crowd of people on the ground who were either frightened, or indignant, or excited.

"Lord Sizao, there is no Martial Saint aura nearby!"

"My lord, not even a grandmaster!"

"The people on the whale aren't there!"

"That person named Song Yifei hasn't appeared for several days!"

"None of the people involved have been heard from. ”

......

At this time, Song Yifei took all the people who were willing to leave, and through the teleportation array of the mysterious sect, he stepped into a strange area that had never been seen or heard of.