Chapter 740: Three Nights Divine Thought and the Remnant Blade of the Sun
After this delay, the rolling black cloud suddenly swelled up, immediately rushed into the crack, and disappeared in a flicker.
At the same time, outside the space created by the Haotian Banner, Old Demon Qiu's face suddenly turned pale as paper, as if he had been hit hard, and the aura of his whole body suddenly decreased, and a mouthful of arrow blood gushed out violently.
"Damn, my natal magic weapon was ruined like this!" Old Demon Qiu's face turned pale, and his eyes stared coldly at the rolling demon clouds that flew out.
"Qiu Daoyou, this palace is invincible, we will retreat, take care of your injuries first, and then come to think about it in the long run!" The rolling demon cloud that flew out came from the voice of Garona.
As soon as the words fell, Garona didn't care about Old Demon Qiu, but directly controlled the demon cloud and fled.
Seeing this scene, Qiu Lao Mo immediately felt a resentment in his heart, but at this moment, there was no way to vent it, but under the great spirit of his whole body, he also turned into a frightening storm and shot away.
At the same time, the surrounding space was violently distorted, shattering like glass, revealing its original appearance, at this moment, Cheng Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, staring closely at the direction of the two of them's escape, but he didn't let go of chasing.
With a wave of Cheng Qian's sleeves, a stream of green glow swept out, wrapping Bing Feng and Bing Linglong's figures violently, and then turned into a flicker and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this situation, his face sank, and his eyes stared coldly at the two who fled and were silent, everyone knew that this time was equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain, compared to next time, there would not be only three enemies.
Then Forgetfulness also flashed, withdrew to Yixing Island, and disappeared.
And at this moment, those disciples of the Xuanqing Sect were still attacking the blue formation of the Void Void, as if it had infinite power, and under the wild bombardment, the blue light curtain was still flashing wildly, which showed that this array was absolutely extraordinary.
After entering Yixing Island, Cheng Qian's sleeve robe shook, and a stream of green glow rolled around the bodies of Bing Linglong and Bing Feng, and slowly fell to the tall city wall.
Then Cheng Qian's head did not look back, and the green mang turned into a frightening flood and flew straight into the sky, and under the flash of blue light in his hand, an infinitely powerful broken sword emerged, and he took a deep breath and swung towards the blue light array......
Time flies like a white horse, three months have passed in a blink of an eye, and at this moment, the entire Yixing Island has returned to peace, the original war, when the disciples of the entire Xuanqing Sect are all united.
A large city on Yixing Island has also been completed, and when you look down from the sky, you can see the endless huge city wall, but there are mountains, rivers and forests within the city wall, like a paradise.
At this moment, Cheng Qianpan has been sitting in the quiet room for three months
He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled lightly, muttering: "I have finally consolidated the second primordial infant, but this Wind and Fire Purple Ring Knife seems to be not lightly injured, and it is really difficult to resist the enemy without re-cultivating!"
As soon as the words fell, he flipped under one palm, and when the purple mang flashed, a purple big knife appeared in his hand, exuding a crystal purple light on the surface, this treasure was Cheng Qian's natal magic weapon Wind and Fire Purple Sword, but now the breath of the treasure knife was extremely weak, and a faint blood light shrouded in it.
"This knife was not damaged by his body, but his soul! It seems that the machine spirit was severely damaged by the light flame of the ancient demon!" Cheng Qianna stared at the Wind and Fire Purple Sword, shook his head and spoke.
Cheng Qian didn't have any starting point for the restoration method of the machine spirit at the moment, because this was also the first time he had refined it, and he had never read about how to deal with the injury of the machine spirit. ...,
After a big battle before March, Cheng Qian plunged into the quiet room and retreated, when the second yuan infant had just condensed and formed, a fierce battle began, so the guide zhì its yuan baby was extremely unstable, and there were faint signs of collapse, if it weren't for Cheng Qian's always using spiritual power to suppress, I am afraid that he would have been counterattacked by the second yuan baby.
After Cheng Qian shook his head for a while, he was about to walk out of the quiet room, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, and a pitch-black token appeared with one palm.
"Twenty-two!" Cheng Qian looked at the token in his palm and frowned slightly, and then muttered: "There are still twenty-two years before the Great Illusory Realm is about to open, no wonder there is no movement on the other side of the earth during this time, presumably once this illusory realm passes, Yixing Island will become the target of everyone, it seems that in these twenty-two years, it is still a little difficult to make Yixing Island an indestructible city."
With a single palm, the black token was collected by him, and he didn't dare to leave Yixing Island during this time, for fear that after he left, Yixing Island would be violently attacked, which made him hesitate.
Thinking of this, Cheng Qian sighed lightly again, and at the mention of the mana in his body, he suddenly buzzed, and a small white tripod immediately flashed under the flash of white light.
As soon as this tripod came out, it diffused a majestic momentum, and in a moment, it turned into the size of a person and fell smoothly on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Qian took a slight breath, and suddenly urged the Tongbao Technique, the big lid of the White Dragon Ding suddenly opened halfway, and in a flash of black light, a fluffy white filament appeared with a strange blade.
This blade is only the size of a palm, but the momentum it exudes should not be underestimated, although it did not urge this thing, Cheng Qian stood in front of him as if facing a huge mountain.
Cheng Qian forcibly suppressed his composure, and immediately released a huge divine thought, and instantly wrapped the small blade, and immediately felt a trace of strange aura.
This breath was extremely familiar to him, and with a flash of inspiration in his mind, his face suddenly changed and he muttered, "This is the breath of the Three Nights Holy Lord!"
Thinking of this, Cheng Qian's face couldn't help but darken, at this moment he finally understood, don't look at this Holy Garuda joined the Holy Realm, the Three Nights Holy Lord gave this blade to the ancient demon is not for nothing, but has long expected that this person will fall.
At the same time, the small black blade wrapped in white silk suddenly burst into black light, and let out a sharp hum, and immediately a spiritual light shot out from it.
Under the flicker of this spiritual light, it suddenly hovered above the void in the quiet room for a while, and unexpectedly conjured up a hideous face, which was extremely illusory and was only transformed by a divine thought.
Cheng Qian looked at it, his heart sank, and he exclaimed: "Three nights!"
"Haha, the deity has long expected that this person is not your opponent, but now he has also helped me find you, it won't be long before the deity will come to retrieve the Haotian Banner, and this scene of the remnant blade will be given to you as a meeting gift! Rest assured, the deity will not want your life, now you are the new master of Hanhang, so you must join the Holy Clan! The deity will make you willing!" The phantom uttered such words with a wild laugh, and then suddenly turned into a starlight and disappeared without a trace under the violent tremor, as if it had never appeared...... )
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