Chapter 1338: You don't deserve it

As he spoke, Wan Qing's hand suddenly clenched, and a hazy cyan light appeared in his hand.

A rune swiped across his hand, and in the hazy cyan light, a rainbow light rushed out of the middle.

When he saw this scene, the old man's face changed slightly, a rune in his hand slashed, and the black and white long sword had already appeared in the air.

The long sword seemed to turn into a black and white twin dragon at this moment, and the dragon's claws simultaneously grabbed the rainbow light that flew out of Wan Qing's hand.

It's just that when he saw this scene, Wan Qing shook his head slowly, and said very casually: "If you want to fight against the magic weapon of this seat, these two broken swords, I'm afraid they are not enough!"

In the process of speaking, Wan Qing pointed out with a smile, and at this moment, the rainbow light that was caught by the black and white double dragon suddenly converged.

That rainbow light turned into an illusory cyan lotus flower between the black and white dragons, swirling under the claws of the two dragon-like powers.

When he saw this scene, the old man's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly had an extremely bad feeling.

Wan Qing has an incomparably top-notch method, this is what the old man knew from the beginning, and he also knew very well that if it wasn't for Wan Qing not being able to exert the full power of this means, he would not have any chance.

And now, relying on the power of that special magic weapon, the means that Wan Qing could not fully grasp can be brought into play.

In the process of this lotus blooming, countless cyan light blades erupted in the middle, and the sound of toothache came out in the middle.

In just a dozen breaths, a sword roar with a bit of sadness sounded on the body of the black and white double dragon.

Immediately after, on the black and white double dragon in the air, the light quickly converged, turned into the previous two long swords, and returned to the old man's hands.

The twin swords that originally contained divine light were now obviously a little dim, and against the magic weapon of the level of Qinglian Body, these two long swords were far from enough.

And a smile appeared on Wan Qing's face, and he said slowly: "It's what you plan to compare to, but the thing in your hand doesn't seem to be enough!"

As he spoke, Wan Qing's hand touched the Qinglian body in his hand, and two rainbow lights surrounded his body.

In terms of strength, he was indeed not the opponent of that half-saint, but after all, there was such a treasure as the Qinglian body, and he was not afraid of this old man at all.

It's just that after being silent for a while, the greed in the old man's eyes finally replaced reason, and seeing the power of that treasure made the old man unwilling to give up.

Although he could feel that the pair of long swords had been injured in the previous collision, he still forcibly urged this pair of long swords.

This long sword is the top treasure in the sect, even if it is him, it is only because of his identity that he can temporarily hold this pair of long swords.

But compared to the treasure in Wan Qing's hand, he knew very well that even ten pairs of long swords were not as good as the cyan magic weapon that looked a little hazy.

After all, not to mention the hexagram that may have something to do with the emperor of this era, even the power of the magic weapon itself is more than this pair of long swords.

It's just that when he saw this scene, Wan Qing's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his disdain for the old man was a little more.

He could feel that the old man had been with this pair of long swords for an unknown amount of time, and such a magic weapon should have feelings.

But in the face of such a magic weapon, people who can do such a ruthless behavior, even if they are extremely strong, there is nothing worthy of praise.

So looking at the long sword that turned into a black and white double dragon at one time, Wan Qing's face gradually turned cold, holding the hazy cyan light, and said slowly.

"I thought you were just greedy, but if you look at it now, you don't have the qualifications to master this magic weapon at all!"

As he spoke, a special seal appeared in Wan Qing's hands, and a hazy cyan light hung in front of him, and a huge lotus flower appeared behind him.

This is a power similar to a vision, but for Wan Qing, it is the most suitable means to perfectly urge the ontological Qinglian.

At this moment, the green lotus in front of him swayed, several rainbow lights flew out, and in the blink of an eye, the black and white double dragons that were originally shuttling in the air had been locked.

And Wan Qing pointed out lightly, in the chaotic blue lotus, a wisp of chaotic air flowed down, directly across the space, and appeared in front of the old man.

When he saw this scene, the old man's face changed slightly, his hands changed rapidly, and a light wheel wrapped in black and white air flow appeared in the air.

blocked the falling chaotic airflow, but Wan Qing didn't look at him at all, and in a flash, he had just appeared in front of the black and white double dragon.

Looking at the black and white double dragon that was still struggling in the chains, a special light flashed in Wan Qing's eyes, and he suddenly said slowly.

"That guy doesn't deserve such a magic weapon, I'll help you get rid of it today!"

As he said this, the hazy cyan light in Wan Qing's hand swept through the body of the black and white twin dragons, and the two dragon-like powers with monstrous ferocity once again turned into dim swords.

The old man has always left his own mark in the long sword, and even the mark left by the strong men of the sect in the past dynasties, among which there are many strong people at the quasi-emperor level.

But Wan Qing's true body is almost able to reach the level of an alternative enlightenment, and it is not difficult to erase these marks.

Especially in the middle of this pair of long swords, there were already two dragon souls, and the most pinnacle existence of the demon clan like Chaos Qinglian was completely able to suppress these two dragon souls.

After mastering this pair of long swords, a smile appeared on Wan Qing's face and said slowly.

"I hope you can live for a while longer, as long as you have a chance in the future, today's hatred will definitely come to an end!"

After finishing speaking, the hazy cyan light streaked through the air, and a spatial crack had appeared in front of Wan Qing.

Originally, such a method should be mastered by a strong person at the Martial Saint level, and before reaching the Martial Saint level and making a leap in the body, such an act is very dangerous.

But Wan Qing is also a master of art and bold, he is already a top powerhouse, and with the protection of the ontological Qinglian, he is completely able to travel temporarily in the spatial crack.

The old man didn't want to give up, but even his biggest reliance had been taken away, and in the face of that incomparably mysterious guy, there was no certainty of success at all.

But after all, he is a Supreme Elder of the Great Sect of Princes, although he is a little embarrassed, but if he wants to get back the pair of long swords and the magic weapon in that guy's hand, he can only rely on the power of the sect.

As for Wan Qing being able to confront their entire sect, he didn't believe this at all, after all, they were also one of the Great Sects of the Princes, and there were many powerhouses at the Martial Saint level.

As long as they can invite the real powerhouses in the sect, the little guy who cultivates to the level of a god king will not have the wisdom to escape at all, and those two treasures will always return to their hands.