Yuanjun Immortal Mansion, Wash Sword Pavilion.

The whole building is built according to the frost mountain, the lower tip is flat, its steps are nine floors, and the fence is surrounded by sills.

On the upper steps, based on the empty green, rise up three storeys of high-rise buildings, go to the ground ten zhang, beyond the group pavilion, lonely high and unique, the virtual image of the white tiger stands on the top of the building, roaring with its head held high, the air machine rises like a golden fire, and there is the sound of killing.

Look carefully, the eaves of the high-rise buildings are like swords, the picture is danqing, the color is pure white, the sky shines, the cold light of the forest is dense, like a thousand sword lights.

Before he got close, Chen Yan felt that there was a sharp edge piercing his eyebrows, cold and cold, extinct vitality.

"Okay,"

Chen Yan was not shocked or rejoiced, the yin god tread water, and the faint and deep light rose up and went straight to the top floor.

Whoa,

The area of the third floor of the high-rise building is not large, only three or five acres, inside is one after another sword washing pool, large or small, or round or square, engraved with thunder patterns, turning thousands of swords into water, the scales and waves are layered, crystal like jade.

Chen Yan counted, there were a total of six hundred and thirty-six Tiangang numbers, one was not much, and one was not less.

"Okay,"

Chen Yan shouted hello again, his eyes froze, and the invisible sword flew out, dripping around, and threw himself into the sword washing pool.

Whoa,

The next moment, as if an invisible sword had hooked the forbidden magic circle in the pavilion, the thirty-six sword washing pools bloomed with immeasurable clear light at the same time, and fine and dense sword rays were born, colliding with each other, and ringing in the ears.

Whoa,

The invisible sword is transformed from virtual to real, prematurely like a dragon, shuttling back and forth, every time it shakes, there will be an extra mysterious seal on the sword body, like a circle is not round, like a flat and not flat, ever-changing, I don't know its shape.

Whoa,

At this moment, on the sword body, thousands of seals wandered away, and the light was born, and the eight winds sounded.

Whoa,

I don't know how many years of accumulated essence poured into the sword body, and the invisible sword underwent a metamorphosis at a jaw-dropping speed.

"It's really,"

Chen Yan got on the high platform, sat upright, the invisible sword was connected to his mind, he could naturally sense the changes that had taken place, it could be said that it was a real carp jumping over the dragon gate.

"Duh,"

Chen Yan's divine will is attached to the invisible sword, and he carefully perceives the subtlety in the change, which is also a great opportunity.

Thundered

I don't know how long it took, a sword groan came from the Washing Sword Pavilion, like a crane in the nine heavens, clear and bright, and then a frost-white sword qi shot out, hovering in mid-air, a hundred zhang long, and the light was too empty.

It really is, the color is pure and cold, the light is hot and condensed, the sword intent is rushing into the sky, and the ice is gorgeous and jade, which triggers the response of many sword qi in the sword washing pool, and flies up one after another.

Buzz,

I don't know how many sword lights rose into the sky, triggering visions, visible in all directions.

"Huh,"

Shi Yuan of the Ancient Sword Gate stopped, first glanced at the sword pill that clanged on his heavenly gate, then raised his head, stared at the sword intent that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and said, "This is the power of the Sword Washing Pavilion that someone induced?"

"Hmm,"

Huang Ruying replied sullenly, she brushed the green silk hanging on her sideburns, and said, "Although Jin Mu Yuanjun is a female cultivator, when she is not enlightened, she is decisive in killing, and a sword of nine lights and ten directions to destroy the gods swept in all directions, I don't know how many people have been killed, and her attainments in the way of the sword are very high." ”

After a pause, Huang Ruying continued, "Even the Golden Mother Yuanjun has passed down a lineage of Dao, specializing in the way of flying swords, and the sword washing pool they refined was famous at that time. ”

"Senior sister doesn't have to be a pity,"

Shi Yuan was cheerful and carefree, and said with a smile, "We have completed the task of the sect, and when we go back, we will hand it over to the elders in the sect, and you can cultivate the Azure Washing Sword Technique, which is one of the three major sword refining techniques in the sect, and it may not be under the inheritance of the Golden Mother Yuanjun." ”

"What Senior Brother said is,"

When Huang Ruying raised her head again, there was no regret in her beautiful eyes, and after letting go of the temptation of this step to the sky, she even felt that the true qi in her body was lively, and her sword heart was tempered and became crystalline.

"We go our own way. ”

Huang Ruying's voice was calm and relaxed.

"Is there a treasure born?"

Not all of them have the knowledge of the two of them in the Ancient Sword Sect, and not all of them have such an open-minded choice, seeing the sword air rotation in the sky above the Washing Sword Pavilion, the light is shining, and it suddenly attracts the covetousness of many people.

"Let's go,"

"Let's take a look,"

"You can't let people get ahead of the curve,"

In a short time, there were more than 20 rays of light in no particular order, and they arrived around the Sword Washing Pavilion.

"It's a flying sword magic weapon,"

A girl in a red dress came suddenly, under the slender feet, is a crystal treasure tree, the whole body is golden, the leaves are divided into six ways, the branches are full of light flowers, the fragrance floats.

"Good luck. ”

The girl in the red dress chuckled, and when the wind blew, the branches and leaves of the treasure tree rattled.

"Xuanzhenmen Xia Xue?"

Someone saw the girl in the red dress, frowned, and said, "You Xuanzhenmen don't have a way of kendo at all, so you have to come and intervene?"

"It turned out to be Yan Jidao of the Jade Dou Xuanmen,"

Xia Xue's body was shrouded in treasure light, and her skin became more and more crystal like jade, she glanced at the golden-crowned man opposite, and said, "Although I don't know how to kill with flying swords, I don't mind having another flying sword of high quality." ”

"Okay,"

Yan Jidao had thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes were blazing, and he said, "Then it depends on your ability." ”

"Let's get started."

Xia Xue brushed the hanging green silk, a little slender, and the treasure tree rose from the ground and flew straight to the top of the Sword Washing Pavilion.

"Duh,"

Yan Jidao shook his body, and a flaming red light rose from his feet, resembling a rainbow bridge, and walked in steps.

"Let's go,"

The two of them were disciples of the great sect and couldn't hold it back, and the others were even more unbearable, and they were ordered to either sacrifice the magic weapon, or control the escape, and wash the third floor of the Sword Pavilion to take the flying sword that was born into their pockets.

"Hmph,"

Seeing that everyone was about to arrive at the entrance of the building, suddenly, a cold snort came from the Sword Washing Pavilion, and then Sen Senran's killing machine was born from inside, condensing into a circle of water ripples, spreading from the center to the surroundings.

Such a sharp killing machine is unprecedented, and everyone is the first to be stimulated, and they can't help but tremble.

Whoa,

In less than half a breath, the frost-white sword light came out of the cliff like a cold cloud, and the light and smoke were gorgeous, and the light and smoke were dazzling, and the sky was shrouded within a radius of ten miles.

Neither virtual nor real, extinguished at first glance, impermanence of life and death, all in it.

Buzz,

Thousands of sword lights exploded, everywhere in all directions, and the sharpness was unmatched.

"Ah,"

"Ahh

"Ahhh

Together, the sound of killing was great, and the talisman of many monks was as weak as paper under Leng Sensen's sword light.

With just one blow, half of the monks who coveted the flying sword born in the Sword Washing Pavilion were killed by the sword light.

"Not good. ”

"Let's go. ”

"Hit the iron plate. ”

The rest of the people escaped from death, their faces turned white with fright, at this time, who still cares about any treasure, just run away, that is, Xia Xue and Yan Jidao, who appeared with extraordinary momentum just now, are all this action.

At this moment, a second sword sound came from the Sword Washing Pavilion.

PS: Today is Father's Day, I hope that the father who still has to worry about my unconscious son can always be healthy, and I also hope that the great father of the whole world can be healthy and happy!

There will be four watches today.