"If I hadn't fallen into the trap of Shushan Yifeng's bull's nose, how could my true body have fallen? However, do you think this Qiankun Pavilion is really controlled by you like this......?

Before Qinghuo finished speaking, he was suddenly wrapped in the incomparable sword qi of the vast soup that surged in mid-air. Then, these thousands of sword qi shone violently, shaking the entire void. And Qinghuo's words also stopped abruptly, and after a while, the crystal sword qi that permeated all around slowly dissipated.

At this time, the fluctuations in the void also calmed down, and the body that had been covered by the green fire before was gradually revealed. Losing the support of his true qi, Qinghuo's body fell to the ground at once. Looking at it with the wind, he was secretly surprised in his heart, under his fierce sword aura just now, it was not said that it was the body of this spirit body, and even the body of the golden stone had already been wiped out. But how could this Qinghuo's body remain intact, how could it not surprise Sui Feng?

"This Qinghuo spirit body is so powerful, how powerful should the real body be before?" took a long breath with the wind to calm the shock in his heart. Slowly walked forward.

Although Qinghuo's spirit body did not completely dissipate under that sword, it was obvious that it was also on the verge of collapse, and there was only one breath left.

"You ......" Qinghuo raised his head weakly, squinting at Sui Feng. "Do you really want to kill them all? This thing is a sacred thing of the religion, if you are ...... forcibly snatched, there should be ...... in the future When there is a curse of killing!"

"If I spare you, will I be safe?" sneered with the wind. looked at Qinghuo lightly, and secretly said in his heart: This spirit body is a little true spirit that Qinghuo left in this world, if he even disperses this true spirit, Qinghuo will be completely destroyed. It's no wonder his attitude has changed so much now.

"I can pass on your own mental method, and after you practice, you will be considered a disciple of your own sect. In the future, I will be the senior of Yujian's main sect, so I just need to explain the reason and inform him that I am here. Not only will you be safe, but you may also be included in the inner door, and you will have a shocking chance. Qinghuo gasped. Bian said intermittently.

Watching the look in Suifeng's eyes change and change. Qinghuo's heart couldn't help but tighten. And the fist he hid behind him gradually clenched a little, and although his spirit was extremely traumatized and on the verge of collapse, it did not dissipate immediately. also quietly left a point of strength. It is used to make a difficult attack at a critical moment.

Sui Feng only looked at Qinghuo coldly. It's been a long time. With a thought in his mind, he suddenly asked, "By the way, I don't know if you know a person named the Great Sage?"

He pondered for a long time. In the end, I decided to ask. When I was in Fusang to kill the Great Sage, I heard him talk about the Cult of the Gods, but he didn't care about it at the time, but when he thought about it now, it was very different. I always feel that this may be a little implicated, which is also a hidden worry in his heart. At that time, the Great Sage of Heaven swore that he would definitely pay the price in the future, and the biggest question in Suifeng's mind was whether this Great Sage of Heaven was related to the Cult of the Gods?

He used to think that the Buzhou Divine Sect was just some unknown small sect, but now it seems that if it is really an immortal sect that can be compared with Shushan Kunlun, then the identity of this Doutian is not low.

"Doutian?" Qinghuo slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "Are the disciples of the Douzi generation in this sect? Only the disciples of the Great Elder can use this name, but as for this Doutian, I have never heard of it, maybe it is some newcomer recently." Why, have you seen this disciple?"

Qinghuo squinted his eyes and glanced at Suifeng with some confusion.

Sui Feng's heart trembled, and he secretly exclaimed: "Under the door of the Great Elder!? For some reason, when he thought of this, his heart suddenly felt uneasy. It's no wonder that the Great Sage was able to use such a miraculous magic weapon at that time, and it seemed that it really came from an extraordinary background.

"Since I've already formed a bond with this so-called Cult of Thoughtless God, I don't care about any more of this. Thinking of this, a determined look flashed in the eyes of Sui Feng looking at the green fire.

Qinghuo's heart trembled when he saw Suifeng's eyes like this. There was a loud roar, "Suffer death!"

Before the voice fell, the right palm hidden behind him came out. A blue-red light flashed, and a large stream of true qi instantly poured out, pushing towards the wind.

"Hmph!" Sui Feng was not surprised at all, as if he had expected him to have such a hand. Gently stretched out his right hand, put his fingers together, and slowly moved forward.

"Hum-" With a long sword groan, dozens of sword lights instantly appeared in front of Sui Feng. Each one was extremely shining, and under the contrast of the candlelight in the room, a brilliant colorful glow flashed at once.

"Snort", the sword light palm force met. It's like a pair of scissors meeting a cloth, and Qinghuo's palm power is like a cloth, but it was stabbed through by the sword light of the wind. The original surging palm power came to an abrupt end. A trace of gloom and despair flashed in Qinghuo's eyes, "It seems that the sky is going to kill me, so may... Let him go......"

The sword momentum in Suifeng's hand did not stop, and he continued to move forward, and with a "brush" sound, he pierced the body of the green fire. "Uh......" Qinghuo screamed, and his body, which had already looked a little dim, suddenly lit up. It's like a return to the light, after such a flash, it will slowly dissipate directly, and zuihou will turn into nothingness.

The Qinghuo Elder who is not a powerful Divine Sect, and the little true spirit left in the world has also dissipated. This also means that the world has nothing to do with Qinghuo, and he is like being destroyed.

With a long sigh in the wind, on the one hand, there was also some regret for the end of the Qinghuo Hero, and on the other hand, there was also some fear. If he hadn't quietly glanced at it by chance just now, and found Qinghuo's right hand hidden behind him, maybe the spirit body that was scattered at this moment would be him with the wind.

With the wind, it was only slightly gloomy, and his face regained its vitality. His heart-pounding and life-threatening experience was not in vain, and he finally got this spiritual weapon. Qinghuo has been dead for so many years, and the spirit body has been hiding in it and has always been reluctant to dissipate, and when he saw himself coming, he still wanted to trick himself into accompanying him here, coupled with his previous observations, this Qiankun Pavilion must be an extraordinary product.

In fact, it is not only ordinary, but also among the spiritual weapons, which can be regarded as the best.

It's just that what makes him a little strange is that this Qinghuo spirit body has obviously dispersed, but this Qiankun Pavilion has not yet recognized it as the master.

"Could it be that there are other secrets?" looked around with the wind, and he didn't know anything about this space. It's impossible for him to retreat back into his body, "What is the reason for this?"

"Huh...... Could it be ......" Sui Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of the carved bench in the middle where Qinghuo was sitting before, and he hadn't noticed it before, but now he felt a little strange how he looked at it.

"Ahem......" Although Suifeng wiped out the green fire, the so-called killing of one thousand enemies and self-damage of eight hundred. He had just forcibly transported the Qinglian Sword Technique, and he had also paid a great price. His own spirit also looked thin, as if it could dissipate when the wind blew.

Walking gently in the wind, he walked to the bench. He took a long breath, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and slowly sat down.

As soon as he sat down, a feeling of extremely close communion suddenly welled up in his heart. It seemed that in an instant, the whole world melted into his heart, and everything around him was under his control.

"I see...... "I see," the wind muttered, and he stretched out his hand a little forward.

A dark light came out from between, and a blue and red Yin and Yang Taiji diagram suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him. With the wind in his heart, he stood up from the bench. With one step, he stepped on the Yin and Yang Taiji diagram.

There was another familiar sensation of the world spinning, when he regained consciousness again. If I really returned to the previous Qiankun Pavilion, I saw another "Suifeng" standing in place in a daze at the moment. It was the essence of Sui Feng, and Sui Feng was a little impatient, and suddenly returned his spiritual consciousness to the body.

Slowly opened his eyes, and saw the familiar shijie again. It felt as if these two shijie had been separated by hundreds of years. At this time, there was an indescribable sense of intimacy coming from the walls and bookshelves around me.

At this moment, he has truly become the owner of this Qiankun Yin Yang Pavilion! Every time I think of this, I will feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction in my heart.

"Qiankun Yin and Yang Pavilion, a high-grade real vessel, has the effect of blocking space. If it is not the best real thing, nothing can break it. It's just that the consumption of true qi is so huge that it is difficult for non-foundation building monks to urge ......"

Suddenly, a paragraph of text poured into Sui Feng's heart, and Sui Feng was stunned for a moment, "Foundation Building Period Monk? I don't know what kind of realm I am in at the moment. ”

Thinking with the wind, he tried to communicate with the spiritual weapon under his feet. With a thought in his mind, he walked out of the pavilion, and with a slight spread of his palm, the huge pavilion shook suddenly. It soared into the air and shrank in the wind, but in an instant, it had shrunk to the size of a palm.

It slowly floated over and landed steadily in the hands of the wind.

With the wind in his heart, he couldn't help but realize for a while: with my strength, I can already urge this spiritual weapon, but it seems that there are still some wonderful uses that cannot be used, presumably my strength at the moment should be close to this so-called foundation building period monk. It turns out that this innate realm is the foundation...... Building a foundation, building a foundation, how does it seem like a beginner......

Sui Feng muttered to himself for a while, silently integrating his mind into the Qiankun Pavilion in his hand.

"Induce qi into the body......" The wind whispered, and in an instant, a little light appeared in all directions, surging towards him. Little by little, it flowed into his body, nourishing his somewhat weakened spiritual sense, which he had consumed too much. (To be continued......)