The sword qi in the sky gathered, transformed into wisps of fluorescence, and roared towards Zhou Gan's hand, for a while his palm was like holding a sun, blazing extremely, the ten thousand sword qi was originally domineering and extraordinary, condensed in the palm of one person at this moment, if it was seen by outsiders, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation.

"This is simply a robbery, as a sword capital, I don't dare to devour this ten thousand sword qi, I am worthy of being the Taoist soldier of Emperor Chen in the ancient period!"

Jian Yu looked at Zhou Qian, who was standing in mid-air, and sighed, the golden light on his body was shining, like an emperor, but he was no longer the center of this sword mound at this moment, and the most dazzling existence of the sword mound at this moment was Zhou Qian, who was purple and full of purple mangs on his body, like a god-like immortal!

"Colorful sword qi, this is the first and most domineering sword qi, can you let this seat draw a trace?"

Zhou Qian glanced hurriedly towards the sword mound, his eyes looked at the entire sword mound in an instant, and he spoke lightly, at this moment, the sword qi in his right hand melted into his body, and the sword qi entered his body, and his whole person's breath became empty, as if he was a generation of sword gods, and the sword qi was agitated.

"Hum~"

A crystal purple sword qi suddenly swayed upward, and as soon as Zhou Qian's words fell, it was in the palm of his right hand, which was the purple sword qi of one of the colorful swords that had bowed to him before, Zhou Qian nodded, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

At this moment, five more colored sword qi soared into the air, like a dragon ascending to the sky.

The red sword qi that was originally confronting Zhou Qian was also shocked by its terrifying aura at this moment, although it was reluctant, it was helpless, and a scarlet killing sword qi also flashed towards Zhou Qian in mid-air.

"You're obviously a robbery, it's really ......"

After Jian Yu heard Zhou Qian's words at this time, a trace of remorse suddenly arose in his heart, but now it was too late to regret it, he smiled bitterly, and then with a wave of his big sleeve, a golden sword qi instantly flew out from his sleeve robe, like a golden dragon, and instantly came to Zhou Gan's palm, and the dragon roared to the sky.

This golden sword qi handed out by the seven-colored sword head was much stronger than before, even more than the sum of the other six swords, after feeling the majestic golden sword qi, Zhou Qian glanced at the sword feathers, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Sure enough, this sword mound sword qi is the most suitable for me, I really want to absorb the second and third layers, the sword qi there must be more full and surging!"

When Zhou Qian absorbed the ten thousand sword qi, he sighed with emotion, and a trace of regret appeared in his eyes, and then his eyes turned to the northwest direction of the sword mound, the figure standing still with the red sword in his hand, Qi Qianqing.

"It's also a doll with a story, but the obsession is too deep and easy to resent, and you still need to grasp the degree yourself, since my new master promised to help you, then this seat will also send you a creation!"

After Zhou Qian absorbed the colorful sword qi, he took one step, and instantly fell from mid-air, arrived in front of Qi Qianqing, looked at this slightly thin figure, and spoke softly.

As soon as his words fell, he raised his right hand and gently touched Qi Qianqing's eyebrows, and at this point, suddenly a green mang entered Qi Qianqing's mind along Zhou Gan's fingertips, and then his entire body trembled, and the blood pupils also disappeared immediately at the moment when this green mang came, making his pupils return to normal and become deep, and then the green mang flowed along the meridians around his body, forcing all the red sword sword qi out of his body.

"Buzz ......"

The red sword in his hand hummed and trembled, but he didn't dare to resist, nor did he dare to get out of Qi Qianqing's right hand and run away, just a buzz at the moment, as if there was endless fear.

"The sword is originally a weapon of killing, a soldier who sees blood, but there is a way to kill, and there is a way to kill, and there is a way to kill, you have killed too much, and the sword qi has been mixed, and the way has been lost, this little baby has a strong sword heart, the sword intent is clear, and the way of the sword is righteous, although there are some secular obsessions, but it is still a rare person with a heart, since he would rather sink and kill, but also to subdue you, it can be seen that the perseverance of this son, if you become his natal soldier, this seat dares to assert that he will not give up you until he dies, the sword is in the people, the sword is dead!

Zhou Qian glanced at the red sword and spoke softly, as if he had endless confidence.

The red sword hesitated, humming constantly, as if hesitating, thinking, a spiritual sword like it already had its own spiritual sense, he could understand what Zhou Qian meant, so the sword qi slowly converged, and in the end, it stopped humming and calmed down.

After a while, the red sword seemed to have made up its mind, turning into a red streamer and entering Qi Qianqing's eyebrows, Qi Qianqing also fell asleep at this moment, and at the moment of its fall, Zhou Qian popped out a soft sword qi, held it up, and then slowly let it lie down and fall asleep.

"Boom..."

At this moment, the original purple canopy trembled violently, emitting bursts of thunder, as if a huge force was bombarding this purple canopy.

"It's really fast, no matter what, it's time to leave!"

Zhou Qian looked at the trembling and roaring purple canopy, sighed, and then turned to look at the golden sword feather in the center of the sword mound, which was meaningful.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything about your appearance, no, I don't know anything, as for Jian Yu, he doesn't know your existence either, everything here is the work of my Colorful Sword Head, I believe that a few old men on the mountain will not come to me for trouble.

What's more, I have decided to leave the Sword Shrine, this Sword Feather is also a genius of the Sword Dao, and I believe that I will inevitably become the mainstay of the Sword Sect in the future. ”

In the blink of an eye, Jin Jian comprehended the meaning of the Burial Purple Sword, and at this moment he spoke respectfully, with a touch of respect in his words.

"Good. ”

When Zhou Qian finished saying this, the purple light on his body instantly dimmed, and the peak aura gradually dissipated, returning to the peak of the true realm.

And Jian Yu's aura also converged at this moment, and his pupils turned from golden to black, revealing a touch of clarity.

At this moment, the purple canopy that originally covered the sky and the sun collapsed in an instant under the terrifying bombardment power, turned into a rain of light and flew away, and the sword mound saw the light of day again.

"Huh~ What the hell is going on?"

Zhou Qian's head was big for a while, and his mind was blurry, as if he had a dream, but he couldn't remember the content of this dream anyway.

The same feeling with him is Jian Yu, he is also confused at the moment, ignorant, the golden sword in his hand is restrained, no longer shining, he runs the cultivation, urges the spiritual power, and finds that he can control the golden sword, and his expression is ecstatic.

The sound shook the sky like thunder, resounding throughout the sword shrine, and the ten thousand swords also buzzed at this moment, as if they were celebrating.

And at this moment, on the thirteen golden lotuses above the firmament, Jian Qi's expression was solemn, and Shen Yin was comfortable, as for the other elders, their expressions were all shocked, the moment the purple canopy appeared, they had a bad premonition, and felt that something big had happened, so with the combined power of the thirteen people, it took nine times to defeat the purple canopy, so that everyone could see the scene in the sword shrine clearly.

Qi Qianqing fell asleep. Zhou Qian stood dumbfounded, his expression complicated, as if he had doubts. Jian Yu was excited, his eyes were full of joy, and he shouted towards the sky: "I have successfully captured the golden sword, hahaha!" Baidu took a look at the latest chapter of "Immortal God Tomb Masterpiece Literature" to read it for free for the first time.