Daoming only felt that his head was broken for a while, and he still couldn't figure out a clue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, after so many years, it must be that the temperament of the Five Elements Divine Dragon Jue has undergone a violent transformation, just like the earth evil under the false true qi, which is originally the qi of my righteous path, but on the surface it looks like the qi of evil demons, the form is evil but the gods are not evil! It seems that the strength of my seal is not enough, so that it can escape from this Zi Dan Yuan. However, fortunately, the strength of my seal was not enough, so that this son was able to use the power of the Five Elements Divine Dragon Jue to break through the Five Tigers Spell Spirit's Five Spell Spirit Array. A look of joy suddenly appeared on Daoming's face.

Where am I?

Yang Feng's mind was in a mess, he didn't know when and where he was, he only knew that his body was constantly falling, falling, and he didn't know when it was a head?

Stop, I can't take it anymore......

"Senior Brother Yang, wake up!" suddenly an extremely gentle female voice whispered in his ear.

"Ah, it's Senior Sister Zhao!Where are you, Senior Sister Zhao?" Yang Feng struck a stirring and opened his eyes suddenly. He found that he was actually lying on a rock, and Zhao Xueqin was squatting next to him, looking at him with concern. He looked around a little further, only to realize that this was still the valley called Kenzuka in the Hidden Sword Peak. The sky was still so blue, the sun was a little westerly, the white clouds slowly drifted over his head, and wisps of mountain wind blew gently over his face, very comfortably on his face.

"Senior Sister Zhao, what's wrong, why am I lying here?" Yang Feng said as he looked at Zhao Xueqin's beautiful and clear eyes.

"Master, they've been here, and they've just left again. Zhao Xueqin replied unexpectedly.

"Senior Sister Zhao, I don't understand what you mean. Yang Feng scratched the back of his head and said.

"It seems that you have forgotten what happened just now, ...... just now" Zhao Xueqin told everything that happened after he passed out. She said it so unhappily, but listening to Yang Feng in her ears was thrilling enough!

"So the master ancestor has cured us, and the five tiger spell spirits have been settled?" Yang Feng asked.

"Yes. Zhao Xueqin nodded, and at the same time handed two things to him.

Yang Feng looked at the thing in his hand, only to see that it was a rusty sword and a child's "diaper" sized thing.

"This is ......" Looking at these two things that seemed to have been picked up from the garbage heap, Yang Feng's brow twisted into a pimple bigger than a fist.

"This is the body of the Doumen Remnant Sword, and this is the body of the Five Tiger Spell Spirits, all of which were given to you by the ancestor, and the ancestor let you do it yourself. Zhao Xueqin looked at Yang Fengdao.

Yang Feng was going to pick up the Doumen Remnant Sword and put it in front of him to take a closer look, but he didn't expect that he couldn't pick up the sword for the first time, he only felt that it was unusually heavy, and he was afraid that it was one or two hundred catties! This sword was actually less than four feet long, and he couldn't tell what material it was cast, but it was certain that it was either iron or steel, and at most some other materials were added. And the usual sword weighs only a few catties, a dozen catties, and the one that can weigh dozens of catties is already considered a heavy sword. Those who cultivate the truth pay attention to using the power of cultivation to win, rather than relying on the power of the sword itself to attack people, so no matter what kind of sword it is, it will not be very heavy.

But how could this Doumen Sword be so heavy? Yang Feng's strength can be regarded as okay, otherwise he would not be mistaken for "innate divine power", and it should not be a problem to pick up a sword weighing one or two hundred catties. But he didn't even pick it up the first time. A solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly increased his strength, and finally picked up the sword and danced it, only to feel extremely heavy.

Yang Feng shouted: "Senior Sister Zhao, this thing is too heavy, does a cultivator need such a heavy sword?"

Zhao Xueqin said expressionlessly: "The sword of the cultivator really doesn't need to be so heavy, the owner of this Doumen sword probably has other intentions." ”

Yang Feng nodded ignorantly, put down the Doumen Remnant Sword, and thought to himself that this sword was an item from other planes outside the Xuanyuan Realm, although it looked so bulky, rusty, and broken, but it was also an immortal product, since the ancestor asked him to take it, it showed that it was naturally desirable.

Yang Feng put down the remnant sword of Doumen, and went to look at the "broken diaper" again. He thought that the remnant sword of the Doumen was an immortal product, but what was the use of holding this broken "diaper"?

"Senior Brother Yang, you put them all into the space package now, and then take them out when your level is reached in the future, we also have to leave here quickly, they are still waiting for us." Zhao Xueqin said.

"Senior Sister Zhao, it's okay to have a broken sword in this Doumen, but this is a broken ......"

"Senior Brother Yang, don't be disrespectful to my spiritual creature anymore, although it has suffered this big setback and its strength has dropped to a minimum value, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not make any more resentful moves, and you and I will be helpless at that time!" Zhao Xueqin looked awe-inspiring and solemnly warned Yang Fengdao.

Yang Feng stuck out his tongue and endured the three words "broken diaper".

Senior Sister Zhao had already raised the Ruthless Immortal Sword and was standing in front of the Immortal Sword, leaving the position behind Yang Feng and waiting for Yang Feng to go up. Yang Feng put the two "treasures" into the space package, and then stretched out a hand and asked Zhao Xueqin to pull him up. This time, he didn't dare to pounce in a panic like before. It is enough to have a foreign appearance once or twice, and it really shouldn't be a third time.

Yang Feng stood firm on the Ruthless Immortal Sword and hugged Zhao Xueqin's soft waist before sending her a signal that she could start the Imperial Sword.

Zangjian Peak and Kenzuka were finally left behind, and the thrilling trip to take the sword was over. Yang Feng suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "Senior Sister Zhao, can you let me see your Woven Golden Immortal Sword?"

The "Weaving Gold Immortal Sword" is actually a remnant sword, but Yang Feng didn't dare to make a mistake, and still said that the remnant sword was a fairy sword.

Zhao Xueqin took out a three-foot-long sword with golden light from her space package and showed it to Yang Feng. I saw that the body of this sword was a few points longer than his bucket door, but the blade was relatively sharp and thin, as for the weight, it was a few catties at most, and his bucket door was simply a world of difference. But the whole shape of this sword is much more beautiful than his doumen.

Not only is the body of the sword glowing with golden light, as if it is inlaid with a layer of gold, but what is even more peculiar is that several intertwined patterns on the blade of the sword, like some kind of charm have been carved on it, in addition to the cloud pattern decoration, as well as the jade-colored sword handle, which makes people feel that it is a divine weapon at a glance, which is extraordinary.