Although Liu Qinghuan wanted this colorful sword very much, this sword looked extremely difficult to mess with, and he had to withstand the attack before he could say anything else. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The moment the Colorful Sword appeared, Liu Qinghuan's Disturbing Divine Technique had already entangled in the past. The blade of the sword shook only slightly, and in an instant, it broke free from the control of the Disturbing Divine Technique.

"Looks like this is the only way to try. Liu Qinghuan continued to use the Disturbing Divine Technique to interfere with the Colorful Sword, and all his divine consciousness dispersed.

For a long time, although Liu Qinghuan's divine sense was much stronger than that of monks of the same level, and even stronger than some higher-order monks whose divine consciousness had not been cultivated, it was not as good as his distraction.

During the Qi cultivation period, he was already able to release several vine techniques at once, and he was also very handy when controlling complete sets of magic weapons. It can be said that his distraction is basically innate.

"Nine Heavens Distraction Technique", the first two layers of this technique only have the effect of strengthening the divine consciousness, making the divine consciousness more condensed and tenacious, increasing the detectable distance, and preparing for the distraction cultivation of the third layer.

This is a practice created according to the divine consciousness of ordinary monks, because it is very difficult to cultivate distraction, and the slightest carelessness will cause a great creation of divine consciousness. The old man of the Liangyi Palace, as well as his master Ming Yangzi, had warned him that this technique was extremely dangerous.

But Liu Qinghuan is very strong because of congenital distraction, and this technique is not so dangerous for him. After cultivating the Nine Heavens Distraction Technique, his divine sense was further condensed and stabilized, which also made his distraction more tenacious.

Suddenly the wind rose in the sea.

The originally slowly undulating gray mist quickly swirled and condensed into a long gray rope.

The Seven-Colored Sword swayed all the way under the Disturbing Divine Technique, and although its speed slowed down, it was not affected too much. It pulled out a brilliant ribbon of colorful light, which was majestic and immense, and slashed to the top of Liu Qinghuan's head in an instant.

The long gray rope was thrown across the air, wrapping around the colorful sword several times, and pulling it back with all its might.

I saw that the colorful sword shook all over, as if I heard a "boom", and the straightened gray rope collapsed into several sections in a snap of my fingers.

The sword light pressed down again!

In the next moment, eight or nine gray ropes were thrown again from all over the sea of knowledge, and they all wrapped around the sword body.

The colorful sword was finally obvious, but that was all.

"Bang boom", the gray rope broke one after another.

But more ropes came and went, breaking and coming and going, and going on and on. Countless gray ropes composed of divine consciousness were under Liu Qinghuan's control, and they were wrapped around the sword body, making its dazzling seven-colored brilliance covered with a thick layer of gray mist.

The cyan ball of light shook in place, looking very struggling. And above his head, the menacing seven-colored sword was getting closer and closer, five feet, three feet, two feet...... The deep cold sword qi stabbed through the air, like a blade scraping bones, which made Liu Qinghuan's whole body extremely painful.

"Ahh

Although the cyan ball of light did not show a bit of Liu Qinghuan's awe-inspiring momentum, the entire sea of knowledge immediately blew a hurricane, and the gray mist surged like waves. Several gray ropes that were as solid as substance roared out, and as soon as they hit the colorful sword, they swam up like snakes, and then pulled violently to both sides!

For the first time, Liu Qinghuan used his distraction to the limit!

Gray ropes stretched out from the sea of clouds, tight and straight, while the other end was wrapped around the colorful sword.

It's just that the colorful sword was under the containment and pull of many ropes, but it did not stop pressing down, and it approached the top of his head inch by inch. Liu Qinghuan stared at the tip of the sword, instinctively "holding his breath", only to feel a brilliant light in front of him, and the vast sword momentum pressed his body a little shorter.

Finally, the speed of the sword body became slower and slower, and finally hovered three inches above the cyan light ball's head!

"Huhuhu!" Liu Qinghuan gasped for breath, rolling and drifting to the side for a long distance before stopping.

But he didn't have time to rest. Although the Colorful Sword was bound, it was still vibrating and struggling, and every now and then a gray rope would break again.

Liu Qinghuan patched up the broken gray ropes one by one, but suddenly fell into a dilemma.

The sword was bound by him, but the angry sword intent couldn't hurt it in the slightest. His divine sense control has also reached the limit, and he can't even turn his angry sword intent into a small black sword.

After resting for a while, Liu Qinghuan finally gasped evenly, and then floated back to the side of the Colorful Sword.

This sword is really beautiful! The outside is wrapped in a layer of colorful glass-like light mist, but the sword body inside is as transparent as ice crystals.

He looked at the sword in a daze, but he didn't forget to let the sword intent of life and death continue to attack. The small gray sword "Dangdangdang" struck on its sword, and it took a lot of effort, but there was no damage to the sword.

The cyan ball of light suddenly approached the Sword Intent of Life and Death, turned around twice in confusion, and then the Sword Intent of Life and Death swiped at the Colorful Sword!

I saw that layer of colorful light mist seemed to have been gnawed, and the brush disappeared.

Liu Qing was overjoyed, it seemed that the unexpected gray qi of the Sword of Life and Death could deal with this fog.

As soon as his heart moved, all the gray qi floated out of the gray sword, which looked like only a thin layer, but it was raised by Liu Qinghuan for many years. However, at this time, he couldn't be stingy, and released all of them to deal with the colorful light mist.

The gray gas brushed wildly, and soon the light mist was as potholed as if it had been gnawed by a dog.

What shocked Liu Qinghuan was that the gray qi was not consumed, but every time he gnawed off a layer of light mist, there would be a trace more.

The ice crystal sword body wrapped in the innermost part trembled with fear at this time, and the original great power was gone.

In a short time, the colorful light mist was eaten up, and the gray gas was significantly doubled.

"Hahaha!" the cyan ball of light jumped several times in delight.

The remaining ice crystal sword body was no longer protected, and it shattered into pieces under the slash of the sword intent of life and death, and finally turned into a cloud of white mist and dispersed.

Liu Qinghuan had already understood at this time, no wonder he had the idea of wanting the Colorful Sword very much, I am afraid that it was the life and death sword intent that was connected with his heart knew that this sword was useful to him, and was constantly sending him the information he was thirsty for.

Liu Qinghuan was satisfied to let all the ropes condensed by his divine consciousness disperse, but there was a sudden flower in front of him, and then a severe headache hit, and Liu Qinghuan rolled to the ground with a scream, making a "bang" sound.

Underneath him was a cold, solid floor, and he finally retreated from the sea of consciousness and returned to his body.

"Truly, awrely. A strange laugh suddenly sounded: "Yes, with your cultivation, you can last so long, and what is even more rare is your divine sense." It's rare, it's really rare, it's so strong to be distracted by nature......! It's barely up to the mark. ”

Liu Qinghuan was shocked, and he forced his head as if it was about to crack to look at the place where the voice sounded.

It is a small stone hall, with all four walls covered in cyan monolithic rock, and there is no exit in sight. In the middle of the stone hall is a tall stone platform covered with a protective shield.

On the ground next to the stone platform, there was a motionless Xu Su, who did not know whether he was alive or dead. Behind the stone platform, on a huge stone chair, sat a man dressed in thick metal armor with no head or face visible.

"Who are you?!" Liu Qinghuan shouted.

He retreated to the corner of the wall with his head in great pain, trying to release the Star Tortoiseshell Shield, but found that he almost fainted in pain as soon as he used his divine sense.

"I advise you not to use your Divine Sense just yet. In the battle of divine consciousness just now, you have already used the extreme consciousness that your body can't bear. ”

The man said again. His voice was extremely strange, without the slightest fluctuation and without any emotion.