1259 Submission of the Sword Weapon

On the south side of the Land of Thunder, Yue Yu's body escaped and took his place as an incarnation outside his body. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the figure of Zhan Xue on the opposite side, stepping out of the air not far in front of him.

When he saw Yue Yu, Zhan Xue immediately raised his eyebrows, slightly transparent and happy. Although he didn't speak, there was a bit of affection and joy in the red eyes that seemed to be able to speak.

"Senior brother!"

Soared into the air and landed next to Yue Yu. Then he flicked his sleeves and took out the picture of the inside and outside, but there were a few other spatial instruments.

Yue Yu took it in his hand, and his soul swept away. It has been calculated that the total population in the figure is about 180 trillion!

Most of them are stored in the Qiankun diagram on the surface, and the other few space immortal treasures are also extraordinary. They all have grades above the four grades of the day after tomorrow, and I don't know where the war snow came from.

Adding up a few immortal treasures, the population in it is almost half of the inside and outside of the Qiankun map.

In addition, there are many living beings. There are all kinds of plants, spiritual grasses, spirit birds and beasts.

There are already a lot of them in it, and they have believed in the war snow, and nearly seven trillion faith threads are connected with the war snow one by one.

Combined with the number of believers accumulated before, it is almost fifty trillion!

"That's a good job!"

Yue Yu was also overjoyed, knowing that Zhan Xue must have put some thought into it.

One hundred and eighty trillion people, more than half of what he expected. However, with the vastness of today's dzi, it is billions of miles in radius. Squeeze it a little and still fit it.

He now has all kinds of magical powers, several immortal treasures, and even the vessel of Hongméng, all of which have been violent.

The only remaining hole card is this dzi, which can accumulate a huge amount of faith power.

The source of faith in the inner part is naturally the more the better.

The mana was taken and collected, and the method of moving the universe was unfolded, and in just an instant, the Qiankun diagram and the population in several spatial magic weapons had been transferred to the Heavenly Bead and scattered in various places.

With just one thought, Yue Yu caused countless stone houses to rise from the ground one after another.

Although it is a little rough, it can shelter from the wind and rain.

With the unleash of mana, billions of miles of land and patches of fertile land will be generated.

Looking down from the air inside the dzi, you can see towns and cities, forming out of thin air. Dotted and orderly.

The world within the pearl, the 180 trillion new population, will be fully settled. Yue Yu didn't pay attention to it, and the crowd who were shocked by this creator-like miracle all knelt down and worshipped. Directly take the soul thought and withdraw it from the dzi.

Then I saw Zhan Xue, and I was looking at the sword light rising in the depths of the Thunder Desperate Land with longing.

Yue Yu couldn't help but smile: "Why are you hesitating here?"

Zhan Xue's eyes lit up, and then without hesitation, he rushed towards the central place.

Along the way, countless thunderbolts shone brightly, converging into dozens or hundreds of dragons, rushing towards the direction of the battle snow.

But they were only as close as they were attracted by a suction force in Zhan Xue's body, forcibly accelerated, and introduced into their bodies.

It seems to be endless, devouring the power of those thunderstorms. Whether it was the eighth-order Heavenly Cause Spirit Thunder, or the higher, ninth-order immeasurable Puhua Thunder, in front of Zhan Xue, it was extremely tame.

Almost unhindered, he reached the depths of the thunderous land. With a grasp of his hand, he forcibly grabbed the sword light that kept rolling and sweeping dàng in all directions, and forcibly grasped it in his hand.

Then the whole body was fixed in place. Two strong sword intents rose one after another. Within that thunder light pulp group, jīdàngjiāo feng.

One was the Zhan Xue Sword Intent, and the other was from the Pure Yang Flying Sword.

Just the thought of Jiāo Feng has already caused the immeasurable thunder around him to be forcibly discharged by the powerful and powerful soul thoughts.

Yue Yu's eyes flashed slightly, knowing that this was the spontaneous resistance of the flying sword spirit. Only by surrendering that sword intent can Zhan Xue truly be the master of this sword!

"Is it still too early?"

Whispering to himself, Yue Yu was silent for a moment, but did not help.

Zhan Xue's cultivation is now, although it is slightly weaker. However, with its top-level battle soul and supreme supernatural powers, the chance of winning is still thirty percent!

Thaksin Zhanxue will definitely be able to live up to his expectations!

He stepped forward, tore open the void, and stepped into the sky above the Thunder Desperate Land.

The ninth-order immeasurable generalized thunder below immediately gave birth to an induction, immediately soared, and swept upward.

But it was blocked by an invisible and qualitative force.

Yue Yu was standing in the middle of the thunder vortex, letting the surrounding thunder and light roll around, and he didn't care.

He only summoned the Sanmiao Ruyi Extinction Sword in front of him and hovered three feet beside him. Then the chún horn picked lightly, smiling, and continued to look down.

In his eyes, there was a touch of anger and madness, and the killing intent was cold. And that Hao dàng sword intent is even more straight through the nine skies, sweeping and overwhelming the Quartet!

At this moment, countless soul thoughts that peeked at this place retreated one after another.

Some of them, with only a slight hesitation, were already affected by this sword intent. In the void, countless muffled howls could be faintly heard.

Even Zhan Xue and the Pure Yang Flying Sword, under the pressure of this boundless sword, were also slightly dim.

"I can't help myself!"

Sweep away all the clouds. Yue Yu simply closed his eyes and waited quietly.

After waiting for about three days, the sword intent jiāo Feng finally came to fruition.

Zhan Xue's fierce sword intent, the more it is sharpened, the more pure condensation it is. And that pure yang sword weapon, although it was strong from beginning to end. But step by step, he was suppressed by Zhan Xue's thoughts.

And on the seventh day, the spirit of the machine could only shrink into the body of the sword, resisting in vain.

And on this day, Yue Yu, who had no breath at all, seemed to have been extinguished, but he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a slight joy in his eyes.

The next moment, I only heard a clear sword sound below, which shook through all worlds.

A blood-red sword shadow suddenly turned into more than 10 million zhang, washing all directions, sweeping across the sky.

Zhan Xue still stood in place, sword in one hand. But there is no sè of the previous struggle. The face that can be broken by blowing bombs is covered with fine sweat, but it is also flushed with excitement.

And the next moment, I saw that in this thunderous land, all the light and thunder were surging towards the center.

The red sè force that precipitated at the bottom, and the Taibai Gengqi, were also attracted by an inexplicable force and thrown into the air, within the vast whirlpool.

Zhan Xue stood in the void, and his whole person was like a black dòng, devouring everything in this thunderous land.

The breath of the whole person is also gradually rising. Almost every moment passes, it is stronger and more horizontal.

And when the last bit of evil force, the last bit of purple sè thunder, is absorbed by its body. In those bloody eyes, a palpitating strong light also burst out.

The red sword light condensed impressively, only a million zhang long. The power of the sword condensed in it is so dense that it has turned into substance.

It was like when Yue Yu was in Momoyama, with a trace of black cracks, as if it was a spider web, and as if it was broken glass. Spread in all directions, so that the surrounding space, inch by inch!

Yue Yu's eyes couldn't help but light up. This sword already has forty percent of his strength in the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm!

Nahum méng sword intent, combined with evil power. It is very different from Yue Yu's thoughts, but it is even more forceful.

But before he could praise it, he saw that in Zhan Xue's body, there was a ball of nine-colored thunder light, which merged into the sword body.

A trace of spread and wrapped the bloody sword. At the same time, behind him, there were another seventeen layers, which were also red rune light wheels, unfolding one after another.

Zhan Xue's whole person's momentum immediately increased to the extreme. The pure yang sword weapon in that hand was even more faintly full of the aura of destruction!

Yue Yu was stunned for a moment this time, and only after a moment did he chuckle.

"Sure enough, this sword is in your hands, and it is really the owner of the thing-"

- Only this sword, which has been sealed for more than 100,000 years in the land of thunder and thunder, and has been accompanied by the power of thunder for many years, can make the Xuansha War Demon ** of Zhan Xue fully displayed, and can carry the supreme thunder magic power of Zhan Xue!

Aside from the spirit treasures they used, the battle snow at this moment was no longer inferior to the ninety percent combat power before he reached the top of the quasi-saint realm! Even if there was still a gap, it was not much.

And this result has made him extremely satisfied!

Looking at the radiant face, Yue Yu's slightly irritable mood these days has inexplicably improved a little.

After a few breaths, around Zhan Xue's body, there was also a flash of thunder, and the momentum increased dramatically. When it reaches a peak, it turns from prosperity to decline.

The evil power and the colorful thunder light gradually disappeared. And the breath of war snow is gradually returning to normal.

It is not deliberately concealed, nor is it publicized.

Sitting in circles, he hung the blood-red fairy soldier half a foot in front of him, and then the whole person settled down again. His mind was retracted and he fell into the darkness.

Yue Yu also smiled, knowing Zhan Xue, he was digesting what he had gained this time.

With just a slight stretch of his sleeves, he put Zhan Xue's body into the Providence Mansion.

Glancing at the sky, Yue Yu first smiled contemptuously. Then in the next moment, he also sat in the void, and his own body also escaped into the world of pearls.

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Beyond the clouds, the magic law is in the sky. There should have been more than a thousand NV immortals on duty day and night in the Tongming Palace, but at this moment, it was extremely deserted.

Inside the empty hall, Haotian stared at the clouds and mist below. There was no blood on his face, and the only thing left was the blazing anger.

"This sword, he has it! In this western land, he still can't stay. What is he going to do? Could he really be my Haotian, what can he do?"

In the whole temple, as usual. On the side of Haotian, there was an old man in a white robe.

Looking at the illusion at this moment, his face was also full of helplessness, and he could only guess in his mouth: "Staying here, or maybe there is another deep meaning! If you don't stay, it's probably because you have something else to do!"

Haotian snorted softly, obviously dissatisfied with Li Changgeng's words. And the latter seemed to have not seen it at the moment, and he fell into deep thought: "What the minister is most worried about at the moment is Fang Cai's nv. Being able to surrender the sword weapon left by the Western Emperor back then is really extraordinary. When I look at her cultivation, it doesn't seem to be the sixth celestial induction—"