The evil qi of the Changping battlefield is so terrifying, the sky within a radius of 100 miles is overcast, the evil qi is across the sky, the ghost pawn roars, and a big river of evil qi condensed from the sky falls, like a black dragon descending into the world, the space is trembling, and the void is shaking.

The green bamboo sword was suspended on the sky, frantically absorbing this evil qi, the mana in Wei Jing's body gushed out, the Dao trick in his hand was pinched, the sword qi overflowed, and the terrifying sword momentum penetrated the sky and the earth, dominating all directions.

Under the boundless evil energy, the quality of the green bamboo sword itself is constantly rising, and the traces like blood are wrapped around the sword body, like flesh and blood, and the huge killing intent comes out of the body, which can kill gods and ghosts, and kill demons. Dongjun had an indelible shock in his beautiful eyes, this man she fell in love with was too mysterious, she couldn't see through it, she couldn't understand it.

As the king of the Surabaya River, he entered Middle-earth alone, fought hundreds of schools, defeated all his sons, supported the Qin State, and his courage was unmatched, and he was killed with a bamboo sword.

He didn't pay attention to the mind of the woman beside him, at this moment, all his thoughts were on the green bamboo sword.

"Huh", Wei Jing spat out the truth, his Yuan Shen power poured into the Qingzhu Sword, and the sword spirit fused into one, the Qingzhu Sword exuded a gray aura, terrifying and abnormal, just a wisp can completely eliminate the flesh and blood of a heavenly immortal.

At the same time, the powerhouses of the Seven Kingdoms of Middle-earth also sensed the abnormal movements of the Changping Ancient Battlefield.

One by one, they were horrified, thinking that the ghosts in the ancient battlefield had rioted.

The next moment, the Qingzhu Sword erupted with a terrifying sword momentum, and all the peepers only felt a tingling in their hearts, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and there was only one person in the world who was as strong as the sword.

Everyone didn't dare to move, if they disturbed this Taiyuan real person, it would be a dead end.

The stars changed, the sun and the moon alternated, and after seven consecutive days, the evil spirit of the Changping Ancient Battlefield began to decrease sharply.

Nine is the extreme, the Tao is ten, the fixed number is nine, not fixed as one, nine days later, it is the day when the green bamboo sword becomes a sword.

Seven days have passed, it has become a medium-grade acquired spirit treasure, only the last step is needed, it can achieve the top grade, the power has increased greatly, and it is a sword killing, killing people without touching cause and effect.

Dongjun and Qiu Ci protected him, and the surging mana poured out continuously, and dense inscriptions were born out of thin air on the green bamboo sword, and a blood dragon was entrenched on it.

Daqin, Xianyang Palace.

In the huge palace, Ying Zheng sat on the dragon chair with a cold face, and Zou Yan, an old immortal, was actually there.

"Zou Zi, really let him practice killing swords?" Ying Zheng asked unwillingly.

He is an emperor, an emperor, domineering, and in control of everything, he is naturally unwilling to let people exceed his control, although Wei Jing has never been controlled by him.

Zou Yan sighed in his heart, he knew that Yingzheng still didn't really see Wei Jing clearly.

It is impossible for the Qin State to control Wei Jing, and it is even more impossible for the Yin and Yang Family to control Wei Jing, and even no one in these three realms can make Taiyuan Zhenren submit.

It is a kind of arrogance that comes from the soul, not visible in the form, but deep in the heart.

"Your Majesty, he is now our ally, and since he is an ally, the stronger the better. He opened his mouth to explain.

Zou Yandu said this, even if Yingzheng was unwilling, he could only swallow it.

"How's the preparation of the little sage village?"

"When the time comes, it will be destroyed. ”

The ninth day came leisurely.

On the ancient battlefield of Changping, the clouds on the sky dome dispersed, the sky was clear, the golden sunlight was sprinkled, the eyes were devastated, and the bones were everywhere.

When the last seal of Wei Jing's subordinates was shot, the originally silent and motionless Qingzhu Sword suddenly emitted a high-pitched sword roar, and the ten thousand sword qi tore through the sky, terrifying and abnormal.

The inscriptions on the sword seemed to come to life, twisted, and each inscription was a sword qi, and countless sword qi were wrapped around the blade of the sword.

"Boom", dense purple thunder suddenly appeared on the sky, and bucket-sized thunderbolts slammed into the sword's body, bursting out with dazzling sparks. The green bamboo sword was not damaged, and the thunder was defeated.

This is the catastrophe of the spiritual treasure, and the thunder falls one after another, overwhelming the sky, and the brilliant heavenly power envelops all directions.

Not to be outdone, the sword spirit was beating, the sword body was trembling wildly, and the terrifying torrent of sword qi gathered in the sky, conjuring up a huge heavenly sword thousands of feet high, and the heavenly sword was unparalleled, straight into the thunder of the heavenly calamity.

The terrifying heavenly thunder was torn apart by a sword, and all the spiritual energy poured into the sword, and the heavens and the earth returned to clarity.

After being promoted to the top-grade Houtian Lingbao, the power of the killing sword is boundless, and the power of a sword changes the color of heaven and earth.

As soon as he beckoned, the Heavenly Sword dispersed, and the green bamboo sword fell into his hand, and the sword body emitted a faint black light.

"What a peerless killing sword. Dongjun opened his mouth and praised.

"This sword can slash Daluo. Wei Jing said proudly. Then he put the green bamboo sword back into its sheath.

"Where are we going next?" Dongjun asked.

"Lishan. He said.

This time, too lazy to waste time, Wei Jing directly rose up with his sword and flew towards the Qin State with the two of them.

In an instant, the breeze was blowing, the warm sun was shining, and a cold sword light pierced the sky, bringing a violent sword roar.

Not surprisingly, by the time they arrived at Lishan, Zou Yan, an old immortal, was already waiting. Wei Jing and the master of the Yin and Yang family had a secret conversation in the small world for a while.

Zou Yan left, he retreated alone in the small world, three years later, the Yin and Yang family, the vertical and horizontal family, the public loser, the Qin State, the four major forces sent a strong man in the land of Qilu, ambushed Xunzi, Xunzi died, the Confucian turtle shrunk the sage village, did not dare to go out.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that the army crossed the Hangu Pass and attacked the six eastern countries, and this mighty battle for unification finally began.

The masters of the Yin and Yang family came out to help exterminate the monks of the Six Kingdoms, covering Shenzhou.

In this battle, Wei Jing did not make a move, and the unification of the Qin State was the trend of the times, and no one could take it.

On this day, he walked out of the small world, and only Dongjun was left alone in the Yin and Yang family.

"You're leaving?" she said suddenly, her beautiful face full of sadness.

He kissed her red lips lightly and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, I will always stay in Ziguang Mountain in the Jin Kingdom, you can come to me at any time." ”

"Hmm"

She is nostalgic for the warmth of this moment, and after a long time, her lips parted, and people said goodbye. Wei Jing rose up with the Autumn Porcelain Imperial Sword and rushed towards the Great Jin outside of Middle-earth.

The earth under his feet is vast, the war is continuous, and between the seven kingdoms, the swords and soldiers are endless, and the murderous spirit is soaring.

After destruction is new life, and he, as the initiator, has to stick a knife in this devastated earth.

Different from the chaos in Middle-earth, in the vast land of the Northern Regions, the Great Jin is the only overlord.

Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu two generations of Ming Jun, the Great Jin Dynasty completely brought the Great Jin Dynasty to a new level, after digesting the resources of the Eighteen Kingdoms of the Northern Regions, the Great Jin Dynasty had a million armored soldiers, of which 600,000 soldiers guarded the Quartet, and 400,000 Imperial Forest Army could compete with the Seven Kingdoms.

Jiang Wen received news from Wei Jing early, and personally stationed on the border with an army of 100,000 troops, ready to send troops to Middle-earth at any time.

It's a pity that he doesn't plan to get involved, these 100,000 troops are just for defense.

He took Qiu Ci to Jincheng first, met Jiang Wu, and then lived in seclusion in Ziguang Mountain Taiyuan Temple.