Tang Xiaohuan looked at Zhang Xuanji coldly, staring at Zhang Xuanji's heart.

Zhang Xuanji reluctantly smiled: "Why are you staring at me like this?"

Tang Xiaohuan snorted coldly, raised his hand and directly threw the White Mist Canghai Sword out.

This scene happened to be reprimanded by the driving elder, and Mu Jianyun, who was walking back, saw it.

Mu Jianyun was suddenly shocked and hurriedly ran over.

He came to the fence and stretched his neck to take a look, only to see that the White Mist Canghai Sword had fallen into the lava and disappeared without a trace.

Mu Jianyun looked at Tang Xiaohuan with an incomprehensible look on his face: "What's the matter? That's a ground-level spiritual weapon! How many people dream of something, why did you just throw it away?"

Mu Jianyun was speechless, completely speechless!

He wanted to be angry, but he found that he didn't have the right to be angry!

Tang Xiaohuan looked at Zhang Xuanji and Lin Xuanyue, and her beautiful face showed an innocent smile, which was amazing!

The moment she threw away the White Mist Canghai Sword, it meant that Tang Xiaohuan finally erased Bai Shaotang from her heart, and she felt that her whole person had become extremely relaxed.

Tang Xiaohuan's aura around his body began to fluctuate, and his momentum continued to rise!

Eightfold ...... of the Void Yuan Realm Void Yuan Realm Ninefold ...... The pinnacle of the Void Yuan Realm......

Tang Xiaohuan's eyes closed slightly, and a circle of golden light faintly lit up around the top of his head.

At the same time, the spiritual power around her body was like a river bursting its banks, and her cultivation was to successfully break through the Void Yuan Realm and step into the Yuan Shen Realm!

Zhang Xuanji was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Senior Sister Jiu, congratulations!"

Lin Xuanyue's face was cold: "Do whatever you want, your thoughts are accessible, Yuan Yingcheng is born, God is born, congratulations to Senior Sister!"

Tang Xiaohuan opened his eyes, his beautiful face was full of disbelief, and after reacting, he also laughed: "Haha! Grandma has broken through the Yuan Shen Realm!"

Sword Pavilion Steward Elder Mu Jianyun was already stunned at this time!

Genshin Realm!

At the age of a teenager, he actually broke through the Yuan Shen Realm and became an elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which is definitely rare in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!

Genshin Realm

gave birth to a primordial baby, and the primordial infant body roamed the void;

Divine thoughts are born, and divine thoughts are shrouded in insight into the source.

The gap between the Void Yuan Realm and the Yuan Shen Realm is like a moat.

If you want to break through the Void Yuan Realm and step into the Yuan Shen Realm, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky.

How many amazing geniuses have been stuck at the ninefold peak of the Void Yuan Realm for the rest of their lives, and they can't find an opportunity to break through the Yuan Shen Realm.

Tang Xiaohuan was only a teenager, and although Tianzi was smart and cultivated to the ninth level of the Void Yuan Realm, it stands to reason that it would take at least three and a half years to find a breakthrough opportunity.

Before Mu Jianyun could recover from the shock, the world in front of him suddenly went dark!

What's going on?

Could it be that Li Jianchen's ink ice frisbee crashed over?

It's over! This time the loss is huge!

At this moment, Mu Jianyun was shocked, and secretly said that it was bad.

The next moment, everything in front of me returned to normal.

A black streamer flew in and was grabbed by Tang Xiaohuan in his hand.

Tang Xiaohuan's beautiful eyes widened, and his face was full of consternation.

Mu Jianyun's eyes were round, dumbfounded.

Zhang Xuanji and Lin Xuanyue were also stunned by the sudden accident.

The noisy sea of people on the sword-seeking platform also fell into a death-like short silence at this moment.

Black light, black light, black light?

Wait! How can light be black?

But just now, the entire Sword Pavilion seems to be blackened by black light?

"it!"

On the dead sword platform, a foul mouth finally sounded.

"Black light! It was just black light! I saw it!"

"it, is it a heaven-level spirit weapon?"

"Don't be blind Bibi, where did you get so many heaven-level spirit weapons!"

"Impossible! How can a heaven-level spirit weapon be so easy to obtain? There was no reaction at all before!"

"This is the Sword Pavilion!Is there any explanation for the black light except for the birth of a heaven-level spirit weapon?"

......

On the sword-seeking platform, everyone quarreled into a pot of porridge.

In the ink ice frisbee, the sudden change made Mu Jianyun, Zhang Xuanji, Lin Xuanyue, including Tang Xiaohuan, all stunned.

At this moment, Tang Xiaohuan was holding a long sword in his hand.

The hilt of the sword is silver-white, and the sword is three feet long.

The sword body is thin and narrow, and the whole body is as white as snow, and the white is flawless.

The cold light of the sword blade is overflowing, the momentum is pressing, and the chill is awe-inspiring.

The tip of the sword gathered four sword blades at one point, and just by looking at it from a distance, I felt that the cold hairs on my body stood on end, as if a chill penetrated into the bone marrow.

Tang Xiaohuan looked at the long sword in his hand, and his beautiful eyes were full of shock: "It's so beautiful!

Zhang Xuanji's expression was solemn, and he silently said in his heart: What a terrible sword!

Lin Xuanyue looked at the sword in Tang Xiaohuan's hand, and her eyes lit up.

This sword is narrow and thin, and it is only three feet long, which is obviously a women's sword.

Mu Jianyun exclaimed: "Fenghua Sword! This is Fenghua Tianshuang Sword! This is actually Fenghua Tianshuang Sword!"

Hearing Mu Jianyun call out the name of this sword, Zhang Xuanji and the others were all shocked.

At this moment, Mu Jianyun's face turned red with excitement.

The elder who was driving the Ink Ice Frisbee couldn't help but poke his head out and look at it!

Fenghua Sword, also known as Fenghua Tianshuang Sword!

Legend has it that 130,000 years ago, Ye Hetu, the founder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, personally created a sword for his beloved woman.

The sword was made of ice chalcedony extracted from millions of meters underground in the extreme place of the Arctic ice field, and the white ice in the trench of the East China Sea was used as the furnace fire, and it took nearly a hundred years to forge and hammer the sword.

The sword that came out of Ye Hetu's hand was the Fenghua Tianshuang Sword that was held in Tang Xiaohuan's hand at the moment!

Everyone had heard of the name of this sword, but no one had seen it for more than 100,000 years, and only the ancient books of the Sword Pavilion had hand-drawn graphics.

Some people say that the Fenghua Sword was used as a burial object by Ye Hetu and buried in the ground with his beloved woman.

Some people also say that Fenghua Sword died with the woman and was destroyed by Ye Hetu!

Some people also say that Fenghua Sword is just a legend and does not exist at all!

Zhang Xuanji and the others heard Mu Jianyun say that the sword in Tang Xiaohuan's hand was the legendary Fenghua Tianshuang Sword, and they were all unbelievable.

After Mu Jianyun finished speaking, he obviously felt that his judgment was too arbitrary, and hurriedly added: "I think it should be, but it's not completely sure yet!"

Tang Xiaohuan grinned: "It doesn't matter if it's a Fenghua sword or not, this sword is so beautiful, it's still a heaven-level spiritual weapon, that's it!"

Mu Jianyun hurriedly said: "Miss Xiaohuan, no matter what, please stay in the Sword Pavilion for a while, let us record it well and see if this sword is a Fenghua sword by the way!"

"No problem!"

Tang Xiaohuan was in a good mood at this time, so he agreed with a smile.

She looked at Zhang Xuanji and Lin Xuanyue, stepped aside and said with a smile: "It's your turn! Your qualifications are better than mine, and you will definitely be recognized by heaven-level spiritual weapons!"

Mu Jianyun on the side just smiled when he heard this.

Heaven-level spiritual weapons, it will only take thousands of years to produce one, how can it be so easy.

Zhang Xuanji looked at Lin Xuanyue and said with a smile: "Yue'er, you go!"

Lin Xuanyue nodded slightly and walked to the edge of the fence.

Her face was cold, urging her spiritual power, and the nine recultivation of the Spirit Void Realm turned into agitation.