"Take the seniors away?"

Jian Qingyu's heart became more and more stunned, and he said in surprise. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since this primordial god of Jin Wuya's predecessor has already turned into a frost sword sword spirit, as long as he turns into a frost sword, there will naturally be countless strong people who are willing to take it away, why wait here for millions of years?

You don't have to spend your immortal sense to bring one of your spiritual senses here!

"It's not easy to take me away!"

Jin Wuya shook his head with a faint smile, his face showed a look of memory, and sighed lightly: "Millions of years ago, I fought against Xiao Yong here, and found that he had a strange power, and I suspected that he had been controlled by a strange magic weapon. ”

"In order to prevent me from revealing the secret, he used that magic weapon to destroy my scattered immortal body and kill me, because after I reached the peak of the sword realm, I tried to fuse the Yuan Shen and the Natal Flying Sword Frost Sword, and at the critical moment, some of the Yuan Shen escaped into the mountain with the Frost Sword. ”

"Qi Yong was dissatisfied with me saying that he was controlled by a magic weapon, so he extracted the spiritual veins of this mountain, nourished the dragon soul, and used the dragon soul to set up a formation ban, sealed my Yuan Shen, and then sealed the Frost Sword in the mountain, wanting to refine me and the Frost Sword into a sword!"

Jian Qingyu was dumbfounded when she heard this, and secretly said in her heart: "That poor Yong Immortal is really crazy!"

He had entered the Poor Yongxian Mansion, and he also knew that Jin Wuya's guess was right, and the Poor Yong Immortal had indeed been controlled by that charm bead.

"After that battle, my primordial spirit fell into a deep sleep, and it was not until nearly a hundred years that I woke up, but in this long time, my primordial spirit has turned into a sword spirit!"

Jin Wuya looked at Jian Qingyu with a smile and said, "When I feel your sword intent this time, I know that this is a great opportunity for me to break away from the seal left by Qi Yong!"

"Senpai!"

Jian Qingyu pondered for a long time, and then hugged his fists and said: "Please forgive the juniors for being presumptuous, the seniors' cultivation is too high, the Taoism is exquisite, and the juniors dare not take the liberty of doing it!"

Jin Wuya smiled lightly: "You don't have to worry, I just lost my origin in order to escape the shackles of the dragon soul prohibition, not to mention, when you helped me get out, I was outside the Frost Sword Mountain, even if I successfully broke away from the seal, there was no threat to you!"

"If you still have concerns, I can swear with a sword heart that I will never harm you, if you help me get out, I will follow you for 100,000 years!"

Jin Wuya's gaze stared at Jian Qingyu, and he said in a deep voice.

After staring at Jin Wuya for a moment, Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, hugged his fists and said: "The senior's words have come to this, the junior naturally believes in the senior!"

"It's just that the methods of the Poor Yong Immortal are well-known in the cultivation realm, and the juniors are not sure that they can help the seniors!"

"It's okay, I have a way to get out, with your help, I will be able to succeed!"

Seeing that Jian Qingyu agreed, Jin Wuya's face also showed an unconcealable look of joy.

After all, having been sealed and sleeping for millions of years, Rao is a peerless scattered immortal like Jin Wuya, and he can't hold back his joy for the upcoming freedom!

......

Outside the mountain wall, Jian Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, pinched the sword fingers with both hands, and the sword fingers were opposite each other in the air, flat in front of him, pointing obliquely at the mountain peak, and the sword intent around his body quickly rose.

Not far behind him, Zhuge Zhi looked at the sword Qingyu that was wrapped in strong wind, shrouded in blood-colored light, and exuded a fierce and domineering aura, and couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

In the middle of the mountain wall, Jin Wuya also sat down cross-legged again, and a thick black flame rose up around him, turning into a black flame long sword, exuding a fierce and domineering sword intent.

At the same time, the mountain peak in front of Jian Qingyu also quickly rose with black light, and the light gradually became richer, and a fierce and domineering sword intent slowly spread.

However, just a moment later, the black light became flickering brighter and darker, and the sword intent was also strong and weak, as if this fierce and domineering sword intent was suppressed and blocked by this mountain peak.

Jian Qingyu's eyes were slightly closed, although he didn't look at the peak, he knew the situation in front of him well.

The sword intent around his body continued to rise, and his whole person turned into a huge blood-colored giant sword, and the fierce and domineering sword qi was all shrouded towards the mountain peak that turned into a black giant sword.

"This ...... What is he doing here?"

Zhuge Zhi, who was not far away, looked at the two giant swords, one red and one black, standing upside down on the vast sea, and was already stunned.

Above the Han Sea, the wind was howling and the waves were surging, but they couldn't get close to the two giant swords that pointed straight to the sky.

The two giant swords both exuded a fierce and domineering sword intent, standing side by side at this moment, the sword intent blended, and it was even superimposed, just standing there upside down like this, the sword qi released enveloped the surrounding space, making Zhuge Zhi dare not take a step closer.

With the help of the sword intent of the sword green jade and the sword qi of the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword, the black light seemed to break through the shackles and quickly became brighter, and the fierce and domineering sword intent even gradually surpassed the blood-colored giant sword that the sword green jade had transformed.

"This sword intent!"

Zhuge Zhi looked at the blazing black giant sword in shock, and muttered in his mouth: "How can there be such a powerful sword intent!"

"Could it be the natal flying sword of that Sword Immortal senior!"

Zhuge Zhi is well-informed, even if he is a sword immortal who has stepped into the sword realm, he has seen it.

Therefore, he knew very well that a single sword intent was definitely not so powerful, not to mention that this sword intent had been worn out for millions of years.

The only possibility is that this sword intent was emitted by the natal flying sword of that sword immortal senior.

The Natal Flying Sword has been with the Sword Immortal for countless years, and its sword intent is so strong, I am afraid that it will not be much weaker than that Sword Immortal senior, and it is only natural that it can exude such a powerful sword intent.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Zhi couldn't help but show envy in his eyes, the natal flying sword left by the legendary sword immortal powerhouse who was able to fight with the Qiyong Immortal, even if it was a peerless powerhouse like the Jade Star Immortal, I am afraid it would also be moved!

The sword intent of the two giant swords, one red and one black, complemented each other, and the fierce and domineering aura gradually shrouded the three zhang in the sword qi, and Zhuge Zhi had to hurriedly control the "Flying Sky Peng" to retreat far away.

And when the sword intent almost climbed to the peak, the mountain that turned into a black giant sword was actually in the raging flames, slowly melting away, and the hard black stone was directly in this raging flame and the domineering sword aura, turning into flying ashes.

This process lasted for a full day, until night fell, and the burning black flame slowly extinguished and dissipated.

"Sure enough, it's the natal flying sword of that sword immortal senior!"

Zhuge Zhi couldn't help but exclaim as he looked at the white long sword that slowly revealed its body and exuded a crystal light.

With the appearance of Jin Wuya's natal flying sword Condensation Frost Sword, the black mountain peak turned into nothingness, and the fierce and domineering sword intent slowly separated, each submerging into the body of the Condensing Frost Sword and Sword Qingyu.

Between heaven and earth, the sword intent was restrained, and the sword qi dissipated, revealing a crystal clear, ice-like long sword - the Frost Sword!

Jian Qingyu also slowly opened his eyes, and there was also a trace of exhaustion in his eyes, stepping on the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword, Jian Qingyu frowned and looked at the six-foot long sword that seemed to be transformed by ice.

The Frost Sword was quietly suspended in front of the sword jade, exuding a crystal clear white light, extremely delicate and beautiful!

But Jian Qingyu didn't like this sword, because it reminded me of the Xuannu Ice Palace on the Kyushu Continent, and it also reminded Jian Qingyu of Yun Qingyang, and remembered a heart-wrenching past and love and hatred!

"Buzz!"

The light of the Frost Sword lit up, and a white figure appeared, although the clothes were different, but that appearance and temperament were none other than Jin Wuya!

"Congratulations senior!"

Jian Qingyu clenched his fists and smiled.

"Thanks to your help!"

Jin Wuya smiled and nodded: "I didn't expect that your sword intent was already so powerful, and after I got out of trouble, I never fell into a deep sleep!"

"The seniors have won the prize!"

Jian Qingyu smiled and said: "The seniors are profound, and the juniors have not made much effort!"

"Hahaha!"

Jin Wuya stroked his beard and smiled: "You don't need to be modest, the old man is not as good as you at your age!"

As he spoke, Jin Wuya glanced at the frost condensation sword suspended beside him, and said with a smile: "The old man has now turned into a sword spirit, you can put away this frost sword!"

With that, Jin Wuya's figure slowly dissipated, turning into a white light and submerging into the Frost Sword.

"Sword Spirit!"

Zhuge Zhi looked at Jin Wuya and the Frost Sword in shock, and his heart was even more shocked.

"Fairy Sword! That's a real fairy weapon!"

The conversation between Jin Wuya and Jian Qingyu was isolated by Jin Wuya, and Zhuge Zhi did not hear it, but when Jin Wuya's figure emerged from the frost sword, he disappeared into it again.

Zhuge Zhi understood that the long sword that was like ice turned into a fairy weapon that was enough to make any scattered immortal crazy!