A trace of the Great Sage's bloodline that originally remained on the hilt of the sword was actually crushed by the wind at this moment.

"This sword can be suppressed from another world, it can be seen how extraordinary this sword is, how can you stop me with a small weak bloodline power that lasts for many generations?"

Feng Qingyang roared in his heart, in fact, it was more or less unwise to smash the great sage pressure left by the white rhino at this time, but if he wanted to take the hilt of the sword, he had to smash it.

Others may not know, but in Bai Xi's opinion, it takes how strong perseverance it takes to directly face the pressure of the Great Sage without giving in, and even more so to crush it.

Especially Feng Qingyang's cold eyes, almost penetrating the world, just wanted him to take a look at it calmly, and found that he had found out the truth.

Bai Xi's face was pale, he was afraid, somehow, he suddenly had a fear in his heart, he was really afraid of Feng Qingyang's indifference in the face of a qiē, and his kind of unyielding heart.

"It's impossible, it's impossible for him to find out that it's me, and even if he does, what can I do? I'm a super strong person close to the late stage of the Demon King, how can he defeat me alone?

If you want to kill him, even if it is me, I can easily kill him, so he will never dare to turn his face against me lightly, right...... He would never dare to do anything to me!"

The white rhino muttered to himself, as if he had lost his soul, but in this murmur, he withdrew his fear, and in fact only suppressed it to the deepest part of his heart.

The originally pale face gradually turned into normal, and looking at Feng Qingyang, who was struggling to draw his sword upwards at this time, he sneered, thinking that he couldn't help the hilt of the sword in the slightest.

"This sword, I must take it. ”

The wind was clear and cold, and the mana was running, perhaps because of the cyan light before, so that the hilt of the sword did not change much, so the guide zhì now his sword drawing seemed extremely relaxed.

Especially now, when the mana was activated, the cyan halo on his body was even thicker, and the scabbard of his other hand was stimulated by the cyan halo and directly began to sway.

It was a kind of swaying that resembled a summoning, and others couldn't see why, but the wind Qingyang could deeply feel how strong the attraction from the scabbard was.

That kind of gravitational attraction comes from nature, almost mixed naturally, without the slightest acquired factor, just like between men and women, there is a natural feeling of mutual attraction.

I can't tell the way, but it does exist, under this strong gravitational force, the hilt of the sword that was deeply inserted into the ground suddenly moved, and this time, the entire channel of the direct guide was shaken rapidly under this tremor.

Like the Demon Emperor who collapsed into the sky, a violent roar suddenly came from the void, and the snake girl in the boundary bead trembled even more violently in this scream, as if she would wake up at any time.

"There is a play, it seems that this Xuanhuang Sword is also related to the snake girl, looking at her appearance, could it be the body of this fallen ancient dragon?"

Feng Qingyang muttered, and inadvertently looked at the dragon brand on his hand, and sure enough, in just a moment, this mark changed again.

The light that was about to shine through his body retracted into his palm again for some reason, and the original dazzling feeling turned into a dark red.

Although it is no longer as dazzling as before, if you look at it, you will find that there is a touch of strangeness contained in it, and with a shake of his head, Feng Qingyang put away the distracting thoughts, and turned to pay attention to the hilt of the sword in his hand.

If this sword was really what he saw in his hallucination, a repressive thing from another world, then he was going against heaven by drawing this sword.

Regardless of whether the ancient dragon suppressed in it has really fallen or not, or whether it has been reincarnated as a sleeping snake girl among the boundary beads.

There are all kinds of indications that as long as the sword is drawn, it will definitely cause chaos here, and under the chaos, I don't know how many living beings will die.

With the white rhino and the super powerful person who can enter this forbidden land to suppress the demon clan, although there are many of them, compared to the entire wasteland exile, this is simply a microcosm of it.

There are also countless powers shuttling through the chaotic exile land, they did not come to explore the forbidden land, but like a raging storm, frantically bombarding the suppression of the four major cities, as well as the super strong formations from this place.

As long as the formation is broken, the four major cities will be brutally bloodbathed, which is why there is a true spirit in the world, his appearance is not only for the change of the ancient dragon forbidden land, but also to deter the super power in it.

The wasteland of exile, although the environment is harsh, there are countless powerful breakthroughs in it, and the powers that break through in such cruel places are all super strong.

All of this is well known to Feng Qingyang, and he vaguely knows the consequences of drawing the sword, which is so cruel that it cannot be changed.

"No matter what, I want to get this sword, even if it is the final collapse of the heavens and the earth, this qiē, just because this sword may be able to show me a direction. ”

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Feng Qingyang's heart was ruthless, and with the surging suction from the scabbard, the strength of his arm, 399.99 million catties, condensed into a strand in an instant.

When this power appeared, the void shook, and the air was faintly audible A roar from ancient times, that is, a senseless strength, a strength that defies heaven and earth.

So much so that the arm of the wind cleared changed in an instant, and the arm that was less than the scale armor was extremely thick, and it contained supreme power that made people's souls tremble.

As soon as the arm was raised, there was a crackling sound in the muscles, which was a compression of power, and finally all of it was applied to the hilt of the sword on the ground, so that the trembling of the hilt was even more violent.

As the hilt shook, the passage shook, and suddenly, a blood-colored light spread out from the edge of the hilt, which was dazzling, and in this dim passage, it almost burned everyone's eyes.

"That is, the hilt of the sword moved, and sure enough, only he can pull out this sword, can it be said that he really has a relationship with this sword?" everyone exclaimed, looking at Feng Qingyang who shook the hilt of the sword in surprise.

Some people are happy and some are worried, except for the resentment and jealousy that almost came out of the white rhino's body, the rest of the people showed a kind of stunnedness, only Liu Xuan's face showed a natural expression that should have been so.

"How is it possible, how can any treasure belong to him, he came to my thirty-six holes, broke my formation, released all the suppressors, and came to this forbidden place, and directly seized the opportunity that should have belonged to me. The white rhino muttered to himself, but in the midst of this huge roar, no one noticed his change.

Feng Qingyang drew his sword, this seems to be a doomed thing, in the eyes of everyone, he can break the prohibition and enchantment of the forbidden land, and he can kill the right direction from countless passages, if such a demonic character can't take the sword, then who else can pull this sword out of the ground?