Chapter 704: Xuangui Chengtianyi

In the hexagonal crystal, the sword body groaned, and it was so comfortable that it almost screamed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

For thousands of years, he was suppressed by the Blood Demon Ancestral Bone here, and the power of his sword body disappeared little by little, and he was suffering from the fear of extinction all the time.

Now, suddenly infused with such a pure ancestral vein and earth qi, like a long drought, the sword body can't help but greedily absorb it.

Suddenly, the infusion of ancestral vein earth qi stopped, and Qin Mo poured one-fifth of the pot of ancestral vein earth qi and put it away.

"Boy, what are you doing, don't stop! aren't we making a deal?"

The sword body was so anxious that it screamed, it felt like turning clouds and rain with a stunner in bed, and at a critical moment, the stunner beauty disappeared.

"I've paid a part, it's your turn. Qin Mo urged.

"You kid has obtained the Tianda inheritance of the [Illusory Heaven Extreme Divine Sword], will you still be interested in the old man's swordsman's swordsman?" Why don't you owe it to the old man first, wait until the sword body returns to the body, and then return you 200,000 True Yuan Crystal Coins. The sword body said.

"Then the meat buns beat the dogs, and they will never return. Qin Mo pouted, "It's one thing to have a mid-level sword technique, and it's another thing to go up to the ground-level. This [Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique] sword is incomparably strong, and it is most suitable for fighting the enemy, I like it very much. If you old guy shirk it again, the transaction will be canceled, and I will feed the dog with those ancestral veins just now. ā€

"You dare to say that grandpa, I'm a dog!" The sword body was like thunder, but it was helpless, and could only say part of the mantra.

Qin Mo kept it in mind, and while remembering, he scrutinized it to beware of problems.

The more he scrutinized, the more Qin Mo was agitated in his heart, the [Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique] was really a peerless sword technique. It was completely different from the [Great Yi Zhou Heavenly Sword] he cultivated.

[Dayi Zhou Heavenly Sword], with the natural potential of the Great Dao between heaven and earth, has evolved the sword style, and although it is infinitely powerful, except for the [Great Dao Killing Sword], the remaining eight swords are not offensive and killing skills.

[Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique] is different, this sword skill is in the name of slaying the dragon, this sword body has just been cast, only one scale and half a claw appeared, it is already showing an incomparable killing aura.

Qin Mo knew very well that the road ahead was full of killing, and he needed this kind of sword skill in his hand to fight with strong enemies and fight in all directions.

Of course, if he really got the inheritance of the [Illusory Heaven Extreme Divine Sword], Qin Mo might not be able to look down on the [Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique], but the problem was that he could only use the [Illusory Heaven Drawing Sword Technique], and he had only heard of the name of [Illusory Heaven Extreme Divine Sword] twice.

This mantra is mysterious and difficult, and it is very difficult to understand, but it is difficult for Qin Mo, his comprehension of the way of the sword has reached a deep level, even if it is difficult to understand in some places, he can determine the authenticity of this mantra.

With a little comprehension, Qin Mo's heart jumped wildly, if the [Ten Thousand Truths Dragon Slaying Technique] is successful, he can continue to absorb the power of heaven and earth in battle, and quickly transform into sword qi, and the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, it is really a peerless sword skill that will not slack off in ten thousand battles.

"Well, it's really an open and honest deal. Let me practice this mantra for two days to determine the authenticity before proceeding to the next step of trading. ā€

Qin Mo said this, grabbed this hexagonal crystal, and swam towards the shore.

The sword body secretly scolded wildly, this young man was really bad, not only wanted the sword trick, but also asked him to guide him, he was simply a treacherous and shameless bad seed.

"That's right. Haven't asked the seniors yet?" Qin Mo suddenly remembered this and asked.

This sword body suddenly had a feeling of tears, this kid tossed him for a long time, and finally remembered to ask his name.

"Old man Luo Bingxian. The sword body opened in a muffled manner.

Qin Mo had never heard of this name, and it was normal to think about it, Luo Bingxian's sword body had been silent here for thousands of years, the years were like sand, and the prestige of the past had also declined.

......

On the shore, when Qin Mo burst out of the dragon vein, Zuo Xitian and his party were already anxious.

As soon as the blood refining evil slipped away, she had already thrown herself into Qin Mo's arms, and she didn't know why she had such a move, she just wanted to jump into this young man's arms to make sure that he was safe.

Qin Mo hugged the girl's soft and boneless body, endured the stares of the group, and sighed secretly, his relationship with the Blood Refining Evil seemed to be inexplicable.

"This is the remains of the Wind King, and this thing, the sword body of a sword master. According to him, he was a close friend of the Wind King during his lifetime. ā€

Handing over the bones of the Wind King to the Marquis of Feng Qing, Qin Mo took out the hexagonal crystal, and he wanted to confirm Luo Bingxian's identity.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qinghou showed a shocked look, apparently knowing the name. and confirmed that Luo Bingxian is indeed a friend of the Wind King, and they have a good relationship.

"Boy, the old man is a dignified generation of Sword Saints, do you need to deceive your junior?" Luo Bingxian knew Qin Mo's intentions, and he was furious.

"Hmm, a weakened sword body, it's very rare!"

Yin Cheng's eyes lit up, staring at the hexagonal crystal, salivating, "If it is refined with the flame of Lord Benhu, it will be a great supplement." Boy, your sword soul and Lord Benhu's demon fire are all rare treasures!"

In the hexagonal crystal, Luo Bingxian was cold, and he felt the danger of this demon fox, it was really a demon fox with holy demon fire.

The Demon Clan's Holy Fire is the nemesis of all souls, and if Luo Bingxian's sword body is fully restored, it will not be afraid. But now, he didn't dare to approach the fox at all.

"Boy, don't let this demon fox touch the old man, otherwise, our deal will fall through. Luo Bingxian roared repeatedly.

"Go aside, you fox didn't enter the dragon vein before, and now you still want to get a piece of the pie. No way. ā€

Qin Mo glanced at this fox, he would not let it succeed, this was a sword body of the Sword Saint, and it was enough to blackmail and toss. If it is really refined, it will be troublesome, and this grudge will be great.

Even if Luo Bingxian loses this sword body, his physical body is still there, at least he is a peerless master at the peak of the King Realm.

It is really unwise to erect such a peerless enemy in vain.

Leaving aside Yincheng, Qin Mo took this hexagonal crystal and went directly to the retreat to trade.

......

Seven days later.

Dream Canyon, a cave house.

"Qinghou, the old man will leave today, and after you return to Zhentianguo, bury the remains of the Wind King. By the way, take care of your people and let them not think about revenge. Accumulate strength and multiply the Wind Clan. ā€

The hexagonal crystal hung in the air, Luo Bingxian's light and shadow loomed, and the sword qi surged like a tide, exuding a mighty and unparalleled might.

In seven days, after receiving the infusion of two pots of ancestral vein earth qi, Luo Bingxian's sword body finally regained its strength, which was enough to support Yuan Yuan and return to his physical body.

At this time, this sword body showed the might of a generation of saints, majestic as an abyss, and had an unfathomable feeling.

"Grandpa Luo, what do you mean, don't you avenge the blood feud of our Feng Clan?"

Between her expressions, there was hatred, the grievances between the Feng Clan and Emperor Luan, how could it be counted like this.

"Revenge, of course, revenge must be avenged, but how can your girl's vision be so narrow like that guy from the Wind King. Your Feng clan has finally obtained a part of the Martial Saint Inheritance, but for thousands of years, what have you done?

"Only care about the layout, secretly stir up the wind and clouds, and shake the foundation of Luanhuang's lineage. Why haven't you thought that if you can thoroughly understand that part of the Martial Saint inheritance and cultivate two or three peak martial arts kings, this can truly shake the foundation of Emperor Luan's lineage. Horizons, broaden your horizons a little. ā€

Luo Bingxian admonished in a deep voice.

Feng Qinghou gritted her teeth, bowed her head and said nothing, Luo Bingxian's admonition was exactly the same as what Qin Mo said before, the belief she had always insisted on had been shaken, but it was still a little unacceptable.

"After returning to Zhentianguo, I walked around with Qin Mo and got closer to him. It's good for you, it's good for you WindClan. Luo Bingxian grinded his teeth and said.

"How close is it to Qin Mo? Grandpa Luo, didn't you say that this kid has a bad character to the point of pus, but a bad seed who is going to be struck by thunder from the sky?"

These days, as long as Qin Mo is talked about, Luo Bingxian is like an erupting volcano, eager to eat his flesh raw, how can he persuade himself to get close to that young man?

"Qin Mo, this kid is a bad breed at all! If it weren't for the fact that in the Desperate Dream Canyon, it was easy to touch the formation arranged by the Blood Demon, the old man would have taken action a long time ago and severely punished this little bastard. ā€

Luo Bingxian gritted his teeth, his teeth creaking, "However, the scourge lives for thousands of years, and this kid's potential is unpredictable. If he succeeds in entering the realm, with his strength, I am afraid that he will cross a big realm, and it will be no problem to kill the strong people of the adversity realm, and he will truly have an equal dialogue with the strong people of the older generation. This is an amazing genius, and you should remember to be close to him. ā€

Feng Qinghou nodded in a daze, she was shocked in her heart, it was an extremely terrifying evaluation to make a sword saint hate and praise him so much.

Afterwards, Luo Bingxian explained a few more words, and before leaving, he asked in a deep voice: "At the beginning, in the martial saint inheritance obtained by the Wind King, that divine artifact - [Xuangui Chengtianyi], be sure to find its whereabouts. This is a heavy treasure comparable to a broken ancient imperial weapon, if you can find it, your Feng Clan's prosperity will only be in a few years, remember!"

Feng Qinghou nodded, keeping it in mind.

......

Another cave house.

The lapis flame churns and circulates, forming a flame mirror, revealing the secret conversation between Luo Bingxian and Feng Qinghou.

"[Xuangui Chengtianyi]?, the broken thing we found in the ruins of the Wind King?"

Yincheng's eyes flickered, and he looked at Qin Mo who was practicing swords on the side, "Luo Bingxian, this old guy, really concealed a big secret, it seems that he has to figure out this thing." (To be continued.) )