When the Immortal Sword Spirit heard Wen Qingye's words, his heart was furious, and then he took a deep breath and said proudly: "Little Sword Spirit, do you know that on the body of my sword, the blood flowing is an ocean, do you know that the immortals I killed are tired together, as high as a city, do you know that the emperors of the fairy world are cautious when they see me, and they are shocked."
"So do you know who I am?"
Wen Qingye looked at the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword in front of him.
"You're a corpse!"
Zhu Immortal Sword Spirit snorted coldly, and then the sword body turned into a dark light and rushed towards Wen Qingye.
"Be careful" Qing Ruoai saw that the Zhuxian Sword Spirit was controlling the Zhuxian Sword and rushed towards Wen Qingye, and immediately reminded her.
I saw that the heavens and the earth seemed to have become dull at this moment, and everything was calm, only the light like a silk thread floated.
With a slight lift, this is the power of the Zhuxian Sword.
The Zhuxian Sword flew in, and the sharp aura that appeared in surprise was that Wen Qingye was also slightly moved, and then his footsteps turned around, and he dodged the oncoming Zhuxian Sword on one side.
Poof!
Poof!
Even so, Wen Qingye's clothes were pierced by the sharp sword.
In an instant, the white clothes were shattered, and the angular skin of Wen Qingye was exposed, with graceful lines, showing a healthy wheat color under the sunlight.
"No, I can't go head-to-head with this Zhuxian Sword, if you want to subdue this Zhuxian Sword, you must subdue this Zhuxian Sword Spirit, my current strength is already an invincible existence in the realm of life and death, then let me perform it once, my own martial arts" Wen Qingye secretly said in his heart, and immediately a purple-gold flame in his hand surged out, rushing towards the Immortal Sword like a fire dragon.
The purple-gold vitality swept across the sky, like a huge wave rolling, churning away, as if the sky was burned thoroughly.
"Boy, you really like to find death!"
A cold voice spread from the Immortal Sword to the heavens and the earth, and immediately greeted the purple flame without hesitation.
"Gu!"
Wen Qingye watched the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword rush towards the purple-gold flames, and snorted coldly at the moment.
I saw that above the sky, the endless purple flame suddenly condensed, and then it twisted and formed a character, turning into a purple-gold flame of the word 'Gu'.
Seeing this, the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword snorted coldly, and immediately continued to rush towards Wen Qingye, tearing the flame of the word 'Gu' to pieces with a wave of his hand, without mercy.
"Dao!"
Wen Qingye watched the Immortal Sword rush again, the light in his eyes was like an ancient well, and he shouted again.
The purple-gold flame condensed again, turning into a red character, which was the word 'Dao' that Wen Qingye had just shouted.
"Hmph, it's just a trick of subtlety" The sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword rushed towards the front again with an indomitable and incomparable asset, and that 'Dao' was directly torn to pieces by him again.
And at this time, for some reason, his heart was faintly extremely uneasy, as if a familiar feeling kept coming.
"This kid is just a genius in this small world, there is nothing to be afraid of" The Zhuxian Sword Spirit comforted himself for a while, and then rushed towards Wen Qingye again.
"Long!"
Wen Qingye was unmoved from beginning to end, his lips opened, and the character was loud, calm, and resounded in the sky.
The purple-gold flames have since converged and melted, and the word 'long' of the flame has resurfaced.
"Gu Dao Chang, Gu Dao Chang Gu Dao Changsheng!"
The sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword moved suddenly, as if he had thought of something, and an extremely long memory gushed out like a gushing spring in an instant.
There are many powers in the fairy world, and in the brilliant river of the past and present, there are thousands of years of unknown emperors, and everyone has their own unique imprint.
And these four words represent the glory of one of the great powers, he has not heard these four words for I don't know how many years, if he hadn't been immersed in it for a while, he might have really forgotten this name.
Thinking of this, the Immortal Sword Spirit suddenly roared at Wen Qingye: "Boy!
What is the relationship between you and Gu Changsheng?
” Gu Changsheng!?
Wen Qingye looked ahead and was silent, this name that had not been mentioned for a long time, a name that he could not remember even if he had forgotten it, was mentioned again, and echoed in his ears again.
The Zhuxian Sword slammed down, and a blood-colored figure floated out of it, and as soon as the blood-colored figure appeared, the surrounding void seemed to be flooded with ripples, and a scarlet murderous aura spread boundlessly, like a mountain pressing suddenly, making people breathless.
Although the figure was standing in front of him, he didn't know why, and he couldn't see the person's face.
This figure is the illusion of the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword.
The sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword stared at Wen Qingye in front of him with his eyes, and said in a lost voice: "Speak, what is the relationship between you and Gu Changsheng?"
How could it be his unique four-character seal mantra?
” Wen Qingye looked indifferently at the disfigured Zhuxian Sword Spirit in front of him, and began to form a seal in his hand, and drank clearly.
"Raw!"
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As Wen Qingye's last syllable spit out, the world trembled.
At the same time, Lu Fangliang's aura above the 10,000-year-old cold pool had also risen to a peak, and he was breaking through his last entrance.
All the purple-gold flames frantically converged, condensed into the word 'Sheng', and floated heavily towards the blood shadow.
"Wait!"
Seeing the same flame words as the three in front of him, the Xuan Immortal Sword Spirit no longer had the casualness and calm in his eyes, but an extremely terrifying thing surged into his heart.
Originally, he thought that by controlling the Zhuxian Sword, killing Wen Qingye was just a matter of hand-to-hand capture, but now it seems that this is not the case.
If he hadn't been injured, he might not have been afraid of the four-character sealing mantra that Wen Qingye had cast now, but now But the word 'sheng' didn't manage the immortal sword spirit at all, and continued to rush forward.
The sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword suddenly turned into a red light and entered the Zhuxian Sword.
Shout!
The Immortal Sword directly transformed into a red light and floated into the distance.
"My strength can finally barely cast the Four-Character Seal Mantra once, how could I let you run away?"
Wen Qingye looked indifferently at the Zhuxian Sword in front of him who wanted to escape, and with a palm of his hand, the word 'sheng' also boomed, turning into the most brilliant and beautiful fireworks.
"Gu Dao Changsheng!"
Wen Qingye's lips opened, and his voice suddenly sprinkled all over the heavens and the earth.
Rumble!
The whole world seemed to be in the center of a storm, trembling madly, and the earth was swaying, like dead leaves in the wind, crumbling.
The sky is falling apart!
Mountains and rivers are broken!