The white waves are boundless and boundless, as if there will never be an end, Ji Chengche trekked hard in the abyss according to the guidance of the Destiny of the Heavens, relying on the power of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife to repeatedly turn danger into danger and move forward.

He still didn't know where the legendary Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror was, and he couldn't even find the slightest clue.

But Ji Chengche was not discouraged, and continued to push the Destiny Plate to calculate repeatedly, and continued to look patiently.

He believed that he would definitely be able to achieve Tang Xueluo's wish and find the Tianyuan Treasure Mirror.

Suddenly, a furious rush swept from the oblique stab, slashing towards Ji Chengche like a knife.

At first, Ji Chengche didn't care, after all, he didn't know how many Yuan Qi Crazy attacks he had encountered along the way, and they were all dissolved by the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife.

However, soon Ji Chengche found that something was wrong, this hurricane angle was strange and unrestrained, not like it was formed naturally, but like a supreme master's vertical knife!

Someone?

Ji Chengche was taken aback, and he had no time to think about drawing his knife and slashing, and cast a "have" formula in the Yingxue Ice Chapter.

In an instant, six consecutive swords were made in one go, dismembering the attacking Yuan Qi into several pieces.

"Huh?" said an old whisper from the depths of the fog.

Who is it?

Ji Chengche was surprised, and immediately stretched his consciousness to probe in the direction where the voice came from.

"Boom!" His divine consciousness seemed to have hit a blazing volcano, and was instantly burned to ashes, followed by a sharp pain in his mind, and even the knowledge of the sky in the small Qiankun shook the mountains for a while.

"Who the hell is it?!"

Ji Chengqing hurriedly reined in his consciousness to stabilize Xiao Qiankun, and the burning pain in his head was still in full swing, as if he was grilling every nerve.

This was the first time he had encountered such a setback since he left the Northern Wilderness Ice Field and returned to the Central Plains. Even if he fought with Tianbo Zhenren with a sword in front of the Ten Mile Pavilion, he still had the power to resist.

Could it be that there is a master of the Heavenly Dao Sect hidden in the abyss, perhaps it is Pope Tianmiao himself, otherwise who can have such shocking magical powers when looking around Tiandu Peak?

Thinking of this, Ji Cheng was fully guarded, and said loudly: "I don't know which master is here?"

The old voice in the depths of the fog snorted, "Boy, if you want to know who I am, take me first!"

As soon as these words came out, Ji Chengche heard it, this person was not a real person from Tianmiao!

He really couldn't think of anyone else in the Heavenly Dao Sect besides Tian Miao's true person who had reached the Holy Realm?!

"Woo-" Another hurricane like a knife dragged the rumbling sound out of the sky, and the sky and latitude were majestic and slashed towards Ji Chengqing.

This knife has no change in moves, it opens and closes straight and straight, and the power of the Quartet is unstoppable with one sword, as if it has the potential to reign over the world.

Ji Chengche is a person who knows the goods, and knows that this knife has reached the peak of the transformation realm, and there are definitely no more than three people in the world who can have this skill.

His heart moved slightly, rubbing his body to meet him, and the combination of his body and knife was like a natural one, using a "must" word.

"Huh!" the knife light is like a rainbow, like a cow, and this knife is resolved.

This is not to say that Ji Cheng's sword ** power is better than the other party, but it is stained with the light of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife, which makes the attacking Metaverse Fetal Qi Leader unable to get close.

If it is replaced by a real one-knife split, his "must" word trick is afraid that he will not have time to cut out three knives, and he will be cut off by the opponent's knife like a wild grass!

In other words, this old man with a mysterious origin is far more than a step above himself in terms of swordsmanship, and he is a true swordsmanship master martial arts saint!

Who is he, Ji Chengche already has a clue, but the suspicion that comes from it has not decreased but increased.

"It's not bad, so the old man will play with you more!"

The old man's tone was arrogant, but he did not hide his appreciation for Ji Chengche's knife skills, but unfortunately the evaluation he gave was only the word "not bad".

You must know that this set of Yingxue Ice Chapters is the genius work of Ji Cheng's eight-character mantra of Mr. Arrogant, and he has always been invincible and invincible, which can be called Ji Chengqing's mastery of fighting and defeating the enemy.

But Ji Chengche didn't have the slightest idea of being unconvinced, because he originally understood that his sword technique was still a long way from the peak of the sword path, and only through repeated tempering of life and death could it be possible to go one step further and one day achieve true consummation.

There is no end to art, not to mention the long road of searching, and the journey of heaven can not come to an abrupt end at the age of sixteen.

"In this case, please ask the old gentleman to eat me too!"

Ji Chengche didn't care where the old man was hiding, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife cast a style of "so" words, and the two flew and slashed out seamlessly in front of him.

He was already more than seventy percent sure that this mysterious old man should have no ill will towards him, otherwise he would not have attacked with a furious sword when he knew that the sword qi transformed by the fetal qi of the Metaverse had no attack power against the fetal divine sword at all.

Sure enough, as Ji Chengche expected, the old man smiled and said, "The little friend has a big tone, what if the old man takes you two tricks?

At that moment, the two of them competed through the thick fog of milky white vitality, and Ji Chengche used all his strength, feeling that since this set of snow and ice chapters was completed, it had never been so hearty and dripping as today.

When the whole set of knife techniques poured out, the old man suddenly condensed and said: "If you don't do something, you must do something-you are Yu Tianze's apprentice?"

Ji Chengche had already guessed the identity of the other party, but he still didn't want to take the liberty, so he put away his knife and saluted respectfully: "Senior Ji Chengqing, dare to ask the old gentleman's name?"

The old man said: "You might as well guess, if you can guess the old man, you might as well lose a little lottery." ”

Ji Chengche said: "Since this is the case, the junior dares to guess, dare to ask if you are the old Mr. Sword Saint Qiu?"

"Haha, haha, hahaha-" The old man laughed loudly, shaking his vitality like an avalanche, "I can't imagine that such a fifteen or sixteen-year-old doll like you can really guess who the old man is, and Yu Tian teaches it well." ”

As he spoke, a silver light and shadow appeared from the depths of the thick fog.

"Old Mr. Qiu?" Ji Chengche was taken aback, the light and shadow in front of him was clearly a primordial god!

According to the legend in the world, the sword saint Qiu Beihui in front of him should have been defeated and killed in the Ten Holy Wars of Taigu Mountain in the past, why did his Yuan Shen appear in the abyss at the bottom of the Tongyuan Tower?

Qiu Beihui didn't respond, looked Ji Chengqing up and down, and suddenly raised his hand without warning.

"Whoosh!" Ji Chengqing's right arm was numb, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife in his hand suddenly flew out and fell into Qiu Beihui's palm.

Qiu Beihui held a knife in his right hand and flicked his fingers with his left hand, and the clear sound of "ding" echoed in his ears for a long time.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if listening intently to the sound of the knife, and muttered, "After so many years, I finally saw this knife again......"

The sound of the knife stopped, and Qiu Beihui seemed to be still immersed in the memories of the old days for a long time.

Ji Chengche didn't make a sound to disturb, let alone have the idea of taking advantage of the sword saint's distraction to take back the treasure knife, he clearly felt a little vicissitudes and a little sigh from Qiu Beihui's voice, but he didn't have any greedy thoughts about the fetal Yuan Shen Knife.

In fact, for the supreme powerhouses of the Metaverse who have entered the Holy Realm, their Dao hearts have long been no longer enslaved by external objects, and they will only stick to their own Dao with their true hearts and explore the ultimate secret of the Dao of Pursuit.

Tang Yu is like this, Bei Laiyin is like this, Baishi Zhenren is like this, and Mr. Big is also like that.

"Hmm-" Qiu Beihui threw it away, handed the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife back to Ji Chengqing, and asked, "Why is the Emperor's knife in your hands?"

The emperor he spoke of was Xuanyuan Kunlun, not Xuanyuan Tong.

Ji Chengche replied, "Emperor Xuanyuan died shortly after the Ten Holy Wars, passing the throne to his daughter, who is also the grandmother of the younger generation. This fetal sword was given by my grandmother. ”

"So you are the great-grandson of the emperor?" Qiu Beihui's eyebrows raised, obviously mentally prepared for the news of Xuanyuan Kunlun's death, and he was not surprised.

Ji Cheng's jaw should be clear, and briefly described the general situation of the world after the Ten Holy Wars.

Qiu Beihui listened quietly, and finally a wisp of indescribable complexity appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Seeing him rise up a tall building, seeing him feasting guests, seeing his building collapse-"

Ji Chengche didn't say anything, and although Qiu Beihui's expression didn't reveal too much, his heart was by no means calm.

As the last generation of sword saints of the Great Qin Empire, he was exiled here after the defeat of the Ten Holy Wars of Taigu Mountain. The once thousand-year-old empire collapsed, and the former demon clan went into exile to the end of the world, how sad the result was!

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the torrent of the mighty soup could not be stopped, let alone reversed, even if it was the strongest in this world.

After a long time, Ji Chengche asked cautiously, "Old Mr. Qiu, how can you be in this abyss?"

"Call me great-grandfather, my great-grandfather and I are brothers named Junchen, and I don't take advantage of you. ”

Qiu Beihui slowly put away his thoughts and said, "Back then, I made an appointment with the Heavenly Dao Sect Sect Sect Baishi Zhenren to duel in Taigu Mountain, but in fact, I didn't really fight ....... We talked for three whole days, but the others relied on talking, and we relied on the sword. ”

His words sounded contradictory, but Ji Chengche, who knew something about the inside of the Ten Holy Wars, was not surprised.

"The final result was that I blew up my body and was freed from the primordial spirit, and Shiraishi Zhenren was also disturbed by the demon in his mind, and he almost went mad and almost went mad, but fortunately we didn't have any jade burned on the precipice. After the Ten Holy Wars, Shiraishi Zhenren regained his senses, and the old man also left Taigu Mountain with his secret help and quietly returned to the imperial capital. ”

"Since I have lost my physical body and cannot survive for a long time, I have the emperor's permission to enter the abyss to save my life and avoid disaster. The matter was extremely secretive, and no one except the emperor knew about it. Because the old man is not only here to survive in the fetal qi of the Metaverse, but also to find a treasure that is crucial to the rise and fall of our clan!"

Ji Cheng's heart was shocked, and he had already guessed what kind of treasure Qiu Beihui was looking for!(83Chinese.com.)