The Immortal Divine Stick is forged by the Inhumans in ancient times using the Immortal Divine Iron from the depths of the earth, which is extremely hard and powerful, and can break all things. Legend has it that 10,000 years ago, a great cultivator of the human race relied on this thing to fight fiercely with the divine beast Xuanwu in the depths of the East China Sea, and Xuanwu's iron-shell defense could not be compared with it in the world.

Later, after thousands of years, the Immortal Divine Stick fell into the hands of the Purple Oblivion Pavilion, the Purple Oblivion Pavilion Master at that time was a refining maniac, and when he got the Immortal Divine Stick, he started the idea of it, and it took a full fifty years to refine the Immortal Divine Stick into an ancient purple bead, and it took nearly eighty years to refine it into a divine weapon that can be converted into two forms that can be converted into each other, which shows how obsessed this Purple Oblivion Pavilion Pavilion Master is with refining weapons, and it also shows that his refining talent is the best in the world.

"Interesting. ”

Yuan Qi looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the air, with a playful smile on his face, this situation was also something he didn't expect, but it was still early at the moment, everything seemed to be in his plan, and such a small episode seemed to make him more fun.

Gu Liufeng's fierce gaze followed the blade of the Heavenly Law Sword to Situ Yan, his expression became more and more solemn, holding the sword in his right hand, and the index fingers of his left hand were brought together, slowly drawing along the hilt of the sword, and the golden light flowed in his fingertips, exuding heart-palpitating fluctuations.

Seeing this, Situ Yan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, clenched the immortal divine stick, and slowly raised it, the purple qi that seemed to exist since ancient times was greedily entangled in the stick body, with the injection of Situ Yan's spiritual power, there seemed to be a roaring sound coming from inside the stick body, and the next moment, the stick shadow suddenly enlarged, as if it was about to break through the sky, standing proudly.

Gu Liufeng's face froze, and he didn't dare to slack off, when his fingertips slashed across the blade of the sword, the Heavenly Law Sword pointed straight at the sky, and a golden light burst out, almost penetrating the light shield that exuded a thick demonic aura, and countless points of light flickered under the demonic aura shroud, like stars in the sky.

Star-picking style!

This is one of the top swordsmanship in Qianlong Mansion, even among his peers, there are few people who have cultivated it, Gu Liufeng is naturally one of those few people, facing the huge stick shadow of the immortal divine stick, he did not dare to slack off at all, and directly sacrificed this supreme sword move.

Illusory Stick!

Situ Yan snorted coldly, waved his palm downward, and the huge stick shadow quickly smashed towards Gu Liufeng, Gu Liufeng's sword turned and stabbed at the huge stick shadow like a golden meteor.

On the mountain peak below, Su Xin stared at Gu Liufeng with a worried face, pursed his lips, held his jade hand tightly, and said in a low voice: "Liufeng, he will be fine, right?"

Fang Jue didn't have too much expression on his face, he just stared at the golden sword shadow and said, "Senior Brother's cultivation is not inferior to Senior Brother Jun, he will be fine." ”

Su Xin nodded, and his expression slowly eased, but the worry in his beautiful eyes did not diminish at all. Suddenly, Su Xin's eyes were cold, and he tilted his head to look at Ziyue Yan, who was looking at the sky, and his face slowly sank.

The collision in the sky was huge, and hundreds of qi waves swept around the two of them, thanks to the fact that they were high in the air, otherwise the disciples below would have suffered somewhat.

The light dissipated, Gu Liufeng and Situ Yan each took dozens of steps back, staring at each other with cold faces, obviously none of them had the upper hand this time, as the top disciples of the two major sects, their Taoism was superior, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

The golden and purple spiritual power flickered again, and just as they were about to make a move, a blue light burst out from the mountain peak, appearing in the middle of the two, Feng Tianqing looked at the two with a solemn face, shook his head helplessly, sighed lightly, and said: "The two of you, please stop first, now that the enemy is present, it is not appropriate to fight." ”

Gu Liufeng's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed under his eyes, staring at Situ Yan in the distance, and after a while, he said: "One move, if I can't clean him up, stop!"

Situ Yan also stared at Gu Liufeng coldly, snorted coldly, and said, "Arrogance, if one move can't clean you up, I will stop!"

Feng Tianqing looked at the stubborn two, shook his head helplessly, and then floated down, returned to the top of the mountain, glanced at Mo Yu and Duan Wuji, and the corners of his mouth twitched, expressing helplessness.

Gu Liufeng closed his eyes, the spiritual power in his body slowly converged, his body slowly rose into the air, and soon appeared hundreds of zhang in the air, a faint golden spiritual power circulated on the surface of his body, his eyes suddenly opened, looking down at Situ Yan below, the corners of his mouth raised, his palm was clenched, and the Tianlu Sword was held horizontally in front of his chest, and a touch of golden light flashed in his eyes。

"That's... Changhong Sword Song!"

Li Yu, Su Xin and the others looked at the dazzling golden light in the sky in shock, this move, called Changhong Sword Song, can be said to be the top sword move in Qianlong Mansion, and that day on Wuxiang Peak, King's Landing also defeated the Heavenly Poison King Yin Hate with this move, even Fang Jue, who has always been calm-hearted, can't hide the shock in his heart at this time, he can be said to be obsessed with sword cultivation, and this move is also what he is pursuing.

"Changhong Sword Song?"

Hearing this, Feng Tianqing and the others were also slightly shocked, they had naturally heard of this Changhong Sword Song, and when they saw Gu Liufeng show it today, even if they were as strong as them, they were slightly moved.

Situ Yan looked at the huge sword shadow that was about to fall from the sky, his face became more and more solemn, he took a deep breath, the purple light on his body fluctuated, and the immortal magic stick in his hand also shook slightly, and in the next moment, the magic stick grew sharply, turning into a five-foot long stick, Situ Yan held the immortal magic stick tightly in his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he threw the magic stick into the air with force, his hands quickly changed the seal, the immortal magic stick rotated quickly above Situ Yan's head, the purple light became more and more abundant, and with the extremely fast rotation of the immortal magic stick, a purple gas vortex quietly formed。

The next moment, a stormy sea will break out.

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The entrance to the Xuanyuan Realm was in a huge green pagoda in the southern part of the Jade Broken Mountain, and when the wind and clouds were surging in the Xuanyuan Realm, the outside of the tower was unusually quiet.

King's Landing stood quietly outside the gate of the Green Tower, with his hands behind his back, staring at this quaint giant tower with deep eyes, there was no trace of fluctuation on his body, standing quietly for a long time, he slowly walked towards the huge door of the Green Tower, the mottled stone door exuded simple fluctuations, King's Landing gently pressed his palm on the stone door, and a trace of white spiritual power slowly penetrated in.

"Nephew, what are you doing here?"

A deep voice came from above, King's Landing stared, looked up, and saw Shen Hao looking at him condescendingly, with a gloomy expression.