Qi Siren frowned, looked at the legendary woman, and said lightly: "My Great Qi Dynasty has changed to a new emperor, and it stands to reason that we are not enemies. ”

"Maybe we have a common enemy in the future, but the affairs between the allies, divided and combined, and the affairs of your Great Qi Dynasty, we may not understand. Zhao Miao glanced at Qi Siren sarcastically, then looked at Su Qin beside him, and said, "At least for now, I can neither let him fall into your hands, nor let him fall into Zheng Sleeve's hands. ”

Qi Siren took a deep breath, he stopped his body, and said: "Zhao Jianlu's mastery, I have always wanted to understand it, and the situation at this time is also fair." ”

He was one of the strongest cultivators in the Great Qi Dynasty at this time, and he knew that this battle was inevitable, and he did not drag his feet.

Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Zhao Si's natal sword was lost on the Wei River outside Changling, and he has just gone through a dramatic battle, and his vitality has been lost a lot, and he has suffered a lot of injuries, but in his opinion, the two sides are fair.

He thinks so, but Zhao Miao doesn't think so.

Although she did lose her natal sword, she had her own understanding, and her realm increased unabated, Zhao Jianlu compared swords with others, and never took advantage of others.

So she just raised her eyebrows and looked at Qi Si and said, "Sir, please." ”

Zisren looked at her proud eyebrows and understood what she meant, but he was not hypocritical, just nodded slightly, and in a moment, a piece of ash had flown out of his neckline.

His body was covered with many spirit bone pendants, and for the cultivators of other dynasties, the many bone magic weapons on his body could only make him look barbaric and weird, but the fact was that many of the inconspicuous bones hanging on his body were all magic weapons that Great Qi cultivators feared. There are several things that are unique in this world and cannot be found again.

The ash bone that flew out of his collar was a phalange, from a strange beast in the deep waters of the Abyss.

After a very natural but very subtle or extremely coincidental transformation, the rest of the bones of this immortal beast decayed, but this finger bone became the center of the abyss, and nine out of ten of the yin qi in that abyss gathered into this phalange.

This phalanx bone is in the cultivation world of Daqi, and it is called the Stygian Water Relic.

As the name suggests, when the true essence of the Qi people poured into this phalanx like a volcanic eruption, this originally inconspicuous gray bone bloomed with a palpitating and unsettling aura. Just like the resurrection of the underworld beast, a cloud of black qi hundreds of zhang square appeared above this graveyard, and this vitality was deeper than the night.

In the next instant, countless black streams of water began to pass through the world in front of the Zis.

The battle between powerful cultivators is more particular about breaking moves, and the cultivators of Zhao Sword Furnace, under the teaching of the former grandmaster who was as famous as Wang Jingmeng, struck iron in front of the earth fire furnace all year round, day after day, it was to feel the combination of fire intent and all things in the world, and at the same time temper their own sword fetus, they also naturally used the fire intent of the world to the extreme.

The true element in their bodies is the fiercest true fire in the world.

The water could extinguish any flame in the world, even if it could not completely extinguish the true fire that the cultivator of the Zhao Sword Furnace had transformed, but at least it could greatly reduce its power.

The power of the same Seven Realms, as long as it is reduced by a few percent, it will not be difficult for the Qi people to deal with.

It is the coldest water in the world, and it is also the heaviest water in the world.

When thousands of black streams of water appeared in the world where he and the Qi people were, for Zhao Miao, the heaven and earth around him became heavy and cold.

"Good magic weapon. ”

She first gave a sincere sigh of admiration.

The preciousness of this magic weapon comes from the irreproducible spiritual material, and this kind of power that makes her feel cold to the bones is really amazing. However, her next sentence was: "What a pity." ”

Bang.

A blazing flame illuminated the thousands of dark waters, and also illuminated the night sky.

The crimson light of the fire shone on every bush of grass in the graveyard, so that even the Zis could not open their eyes.

At this moment, she directly turned into a round of scorching sun.

The True Yuan in her body surged out of the sea of qi and turned into red true fire, but it didn't leave her side to fight against those crisscrossing waters, just wrapped around her layer by layer

She turned into an incomparably fiery fireball.

In the next moment, she stepped out directly and arrived in front of the Ziss people.

The fireball violently smashed hundreds of streams of water in front of the Ziss people, and the red true fire collided with the black dark water, but it did not make the sneering evaporation sound when the water and fire met, but made a crisp sound like ice crystals breaking.

In the midst of these crisp sounds, there was an even more crisp sword sound.

For a practitioner, this voice can even be described as "clean" and "pure".

The Zis frowned deeply.

In the firelight, the wrinkles on his forehead were as clear as a knife cut.

Zhao Miao held a crystal sword in his hand.

This crystal sword is condensed by true fire, and it is more crystal clear than all the red gems in the world, but what makes the Qi people a little incomprehensible at this time is that there is a strong natal aura on this crystal sword.

Zhao Miao's natal sword has been lost above the Wei River, this crystal sword has a sword shape and no substantial sword fetus, it should just be the remnant of the natal vitality in her sea of qi, just like the remnant of the natal sword.

No matter what kind of cultivation doctrine in the cultivator world can be inferred, the power of such a crystal sword is naturally not the same as the true natal sword, but in the perception of the Qi people at this time, this crystal sword seems to have been injected with something new, and it is extremely powerful in his perception.

It is also clear that the sword intent of this sword is unstoppable, and there is no intention of looking back.

In other words, Zhao Miao poured all the victories and defeats into this sword.

She only wanted to come up with this sword, and one sword would determine the victory.

These thoughts only passed through the minds of the Zis for as long as the lights jumped.

The light of the fire was so dazzling that he still couldn't open his eyes, but he still stood where he was, not retreating.

Only a grandmaster of his level can truly understand that when fighting with a desperate sword like Zhao Jianlu, who can only advance and not retreat as soon as the sword comes out, as soon as he retreats, his momentum will be discharged, and he will no longer have a chance to win.

His hand landed naturally on his waist.

He also had a lot of spirit bone magic weapons hanging around his waist.

He was holding a magic weapon made from a long hollow leg bone.

This leg bone comes from a long-extinct giant bird, Feng Peng, which is the ancestor of summoning the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, and many cultivators in the world use wind magic methods from the study and perception of its power.

This leg bone is also only a small section, but it is also three feet long, and when his hand holds this magic weapon, the true yuan in his sea of qi, including some of the breath that has been accumulated for a long time and has not been used for countless years, also gushes out frantically and is injected into this magic weapon.

Inside this magic weapon, countless tiny cyan cyclones were suddenly generated.

Holding this leg bone, the Qi Si man stabbed towards the sword in Zhao Miao's hand.

More precisely, it is a set of the past.

This hollow leg bone turned into a scabbard in his hand and put it on the sword.