Feeling the tremor of the Burial Purple Sword in the dantian, Zhou Qian was even more convinced of his judgment, that is, the Burial Purple Sword could absorb the sword qi of this red sword, although he didn't know the reason, but now he didn't need to know, now, as long as it could extract the red sword qi from Qi Qianqing's body.

This burial purple sword was given by Zhou Qian three years ago in the land of Daohai by a mysterious power, the three-inch purple sword was put into the dantian by him, and the source of his spiritual power was suppressed together with the qi of life and death, but this purple sword did not wake up once in three years, as if it was asleep, if it was not for the stimulation of the red sword sword qi to actively tremble, Zhou Qian almost forgot the existence of this purple sword.

Zhou Qian was getting closer and closer to Qi Qianqing, and the faint fluorescence on his body surface gradually dimmed, as if it was about to dissipate, the red light on Qi Qianqing's body in front of him at the moment was monstrous, his eyes were blood-red, and his robe had all turned blood-colored, making him look like a bloody Shura, standing on this sword mound at this moment, his right hand was still holding the red sword tightly, and he never let go.

"Hum..."

The red sword hummed, and it was pulled out by it by another inch, and at this moment, Qi Qianqing looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly a killing blood qi rose from his body, turning into an earth-shattering wave of qi, rushing into the sky.

The heavens and the earth shook, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, and there was a crack in the sky, which stretched endlessly.

"It's not good, he will be completely eroded by the Red Sword Sword Qi, if he doesn't erase it again, he will definitely become a Red Sword Sword Slave and slaughter everything!"

Jian Jiu saw Qi Qianqing, who was already crazy at this moment, a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes, and the Shang Ling Sword in his hand immediately made a dragon roar, as if he was about to rush towards the sword mound.

"Jian Jiu, don't forget, my apprentice is still in the sword mound!"

As soon as Shen Yin saw Jian Jiu, he was about to sacrifice the Shang Ling Sword, and his body was slammed, and he instantly blocked in front of the sword, with a solemn expression, looking at Jian Jiu.

"Shen Yin, although you are a powerful person in the King Realm, don't forget, this is in the Sword Sect, and your realm has fallen, and you are no longer the legend of the rune path, and even if you forcibly climb the King Realm, the three sword gods on my Sword Peak can stop you, don't stop me!"

At this moment, Jian Jiu's expression changed, and although there was fear in his eyes when he looked at Shen Yin, his momentum did not decrease.

"You can give it a try. ”

Shen Yin took a step forward, and the aura on his body gradually rose, and he reached the peak of the spiritual realm in an instant.

"You!"

Jian Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was helpless, and the Shang Ling Sword in his hand shone brightly.

"Shen Yin, Jian Jiu, why do you want to be like this, you are all a family. ”

At this moment, the elders of the various sects above the thirteen golden lotuses looked at Shen Yin and Jian Jiu with complicated expressions, while the three kings and four sects of Shenhuo were watching the excitement, and the six sects were nervous, for fear that the two would fight.

"Uncle Shi, in your opinion, if Qingshan Shenyin fights with that old man of the Sword Sect, who will win?"

Du Xiaobei looked at the two facing each other at this moment, then slowly turned his head, looked at Pei Yan, and asked softly.

"If it is in the realm of the spiritual realm, Jian Jiu's chance of winning will be greater, and Shen Yin did not lay a talisman seal, so he lost the opportunity, but if Shen Yin enters the king realm, then Jian Jiu will be defeated!"

Pei Yan's eyes were like torches, he looked at the two of them, and spoke lightly.

"Give that Qingshan baby some time, I want to see what kind of ability it has to make Shenyin believe it so!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering aura appeared from the sword peak, heading towards the sword mound, and for a while, the heavens and the earth seemed to be still, everything was silent, and even the originally shining red sword sword qi was converged at this moment, no longer rushing to the sky.

"Yes!

As soon as Jian Jiuyi heard the majestic voice like thunder, he immediately bowed with respect.

At this moment, several elders who were originally sitting on top of the golden lotus also got up one after another and bowed in the direction of the voice, and Zhao Yifan of the Cloud Thunder Sect even jumped off the back of the little donkey with a respectful expression.

And the ten thousand monks at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain also bowed their heads, as if they were knocking on immortals.

Shenhuo, the three kings, and the people of the four gates also converged and stopped talking and laughing.

Sword Three, one of the three major sword gods of the Sword Sect, the Tianzong of the Sword Sect, held the sword at the age of four, won the favor of the previous generation of Sword Sect Sect at the age of seven, and was accepted as a core disciple, at the age of eleven he entered the Northern Regions Sword Pond, killed the dragon, and at the age of seventeen, he was in the rebellion of the demons, and beheaded the big demon Yellow Lion, at the age of twenty-two, he was already invincible in the world, and his mood suddenly changed, so he abandoned the golden iron sword, broke off a branch under the thousand-year-old plane tree, and cut it into a wooden sword, often accompanied by the left and right.

With a simple wooden sword, he defeated all the swordsmen in the world, and was respected by the world as the god of wooden swords.

For a while, all kinds of legends about Jian San appeared in everyone's minds, and it suddenly caused a monstrous roar.

The three major sword gods of the Sword Sect, just like a legend, unless the big thing is not out, at this moment, the voice of the third sword reverberates throughout the Sword Peak, and all the disciples of the Sword Sect are boiling, and they seem to be more excited than the appearance of the Sword Shrine.

"The invincible sword god of the Sword Sect, it is incredible that I can hear his words in my lifetime. ”

Some disciples of the Sword Sect sighed, after all, an existence like the Sword God, ordinary disciples do not have the opportunity to see its true face, after all, they have been in retreat for thousands of years, and some Sword Sect disciples only know that there is a Sword God, but they have never seen or heard of it, and at this moment, the Wood Sword God made a shocking sound, which suddenly aroused the surging feelings of the Sword Sect disciples.

The sword god retreats, everything is presided over by thirteen sword immortals, and this time the sword mound is in the world, it is the sword nine presiding, but I didn't expect a trace of accidents.

The power of the realm that belonged only to the powerhouses of the King Realm was like thousands of mountains pressing on everyone's hearts, and the Shen Yin expression gradually became solemn, and the breath on his body no longer climbed, but stopped at the peak of the Spirit Realm.

At this moment, within the sword mound, due to the entry of Zhou Gan, the number of people has become eleven again, and the realm of the Wood Sword God has not descended on the sword mound, otherwise with the power of the king realm, it will definitely cause ten thousand swords to rage, and then not only the eleven people including Jian Yu Zhou Qian will be strangled by the sword qi, but the surrounding ten thousand people and the people above the sky will not be able to escape.

"Shenyin, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still so domineering, you actually accepted an apprentice, congratulations!"

Suddenly, the majestic voice like thunder came from the top of the sword peak, but there was no longer coercion, and it seemed to be an ordinary sentence.

"You're also very good, a wooden sword will trap you for a thousand years, why insist on some things, why not let go if you can put it down!"

Shen Yin said softly, glancing at the top of the sword peak, and there was a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I can't put it down, the wooden sword is too heavy, too heavy. ”

There was a sound of laughter from the top of the sword peak, it seemed that he hadn't laughed for a long time, so the voice was a little harsh.

The conversation between these two people, everyone listened to the clouds and fog, I don't know, maybe this is the past of the people in the king realm, if you want to enter the king realm, you must cut off something, so there are regrets.

It can be said that as long as it is the power of the royal realm, there are regrets, but the importance of this regret is different.

The things they cut off are good, evil, affection, and righteousness......

This is a necessary choice to enter the king realm, if you don't cut it, you won't be able to get to the king realm in this life, and even if you cut it, it may not be successful, after all, the catastrophe of the king realm can be called the biggest horror in this world. Baidu takes a look at the latest chapter of "Immortal Tomb Masterpiece Literature" to read for free for the first time.