From the moment there was a bright light, the eyes of the three of them were all focused on the faint light, watching the light get brighter and brighter, and finally became dazzling.

The deep well, which was originally empty, finally showed its true face after Yang Chen's forbidden trick was laid. A huge long sword that stretched almost from the bottom of the well to the mouth of the well showed a bright phantus, which appeared in front of the eyes of the three of them out of thin air.

The incomparable sword qi can be felt without even touching, the sword qi in the sky is vertical and horizontal, and the top of the entire mountain seems to suddenly become sharper, and those birds that are still dozens of miles away don't even dare to fly in this direction, as if there is something here that makes them extremely terrifying.

All this, the three people in the cave can't get Chapter 602 Supreme Pure Yang Sword Qi (I) for the time being, everyone's eyes are focused on getting the sword shadow, and no one wants to look away.

Yang Chen didn't move, nor did he prompt, of course Shi Shanshan didn't move, but just admired it up close. However, the two of them did not move, but the middle-aged scribe could not hold back any longer and began to act eagerly.

With a soft snort, a sword tip suddenly appeared on Yang Chen's body, who had been standing there watching. It pierced from Yang Chen's back, and then emerged from Yang Chen's chest. At the same time, the middle-aged scribe had already pointed at Shi Shanshan's body.

Yang Chen and Shi Shanshan both stared at the middle-aged scribe in the same disbelief, and then their bodies collapsed to the ground limply.

"Teach you to be a good man, and don't meet anyone who believes it so much in the future. The middle-aged scribe was quite happy. The two rookies don't know how to practice to the Yuan infant stage, and they don't even have any experience in the rivers and lakes, they are simply two stunned young people who are not ashamed of the world.

"Boy, go with peace of mind, you beautiful lady, the old man will treat her as a favorite concubine. The middle-aged scribe said proudly, with an overjoyed face that could not be concealed: "Before you die, you can take a good look at how the old man collected this sword qi." It can also be regarded as Chapter 602 Supreme Pure Yang Sword Qi (I) is to make you die blindly. ”

As he spoke, the scribe laughed and pointed his hand at the tip of the huge sword phantom. A drop of blood immediately seeped from the tip of the scribe's finger and stained the sword. The Sword Phantom originally extended from the bottom of the well to the wellhead, and it was very easy to do this.

Dripping blood to recognize the master, this is the lowest way to establish a connection with the magic weapon, which is several points worse than the control of the divine sense. But. It's simple, and it works. Although it is a temporary confession. But it can buy time for further cultivation in the future.

The middle-aged scribe is not a guy who doesn't know anything, and naturally knows that this sword qi has been cultivated here for an unknown number of years, and it is very unrealistic for him to collect it in a short time, so he uses such a technique. As long as the sword qi does not attack him for the time being, there is hope of subduing him in the future.

Sure enough, as the scribe expected, the huge sword phantom saw blood, as if it had suddenly found its owner. With a flash of light, all the phantoms burrowed into the scribe's body from where the blood oozed.

Sword Qi enters the body. The scribe's face became cautious, and he stood cautiously in place. Little by little, he felt the sword qi in his body, and after a while, he showed a relieved expression, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hahahaha!" The scribe began to laugh wildly again, and his mouth began to be crazy again because of ecstasy to the point of muttering to himself: "It's been six hundred years, and finally let the old man get this sword qi, hahahaha, six hundred years, six hundred years, hahahaha!"

After laughing wildly, the scribe looked down at Yang Chen and Shi Shanshan who were paralyzed on the ground, and did not hide his pride and happiness, and said with a smile: "Thank you two for solving the six-hundred-year-old puzzle for me, and giving me a flower-like Ding furnace, this trip is not worth it!"

"I forgot to remind the seniors. In the midst of the scribe's arrogant laughter, Yang Chen, who should have been angry and his life hanging by a thread by a flying sword piercing his chest, sat up casually, his voice was calm, where did he still look a little injured?

"This sword qi has been cultivated in the land of golden qi for hundreds of thousands of years, and the impurities contained in those golden qi will form a protective shell outside the sword qi. Moreover, these impurities are impure and very difficult to control. In the stunned gaze of the middle-aged scribe, Yang Chen got up with a smile and said slowly: "Originally, if I wanted to refine these golden qi impurities, it would take at least hundreds of years or longer, but some seniors volunteered to use their physical bodies to try and attract them with flesh and blood, but they saved a lot of effort, thank you here!"

Not only Yang Chen, but Shi Shanshan next to him also got up as if nothing had happened, showing no signs of being restrained. The performance of the two of them made the middle-aged scribe in the Mahayana period not dare to look west at all, could it be that everything he saw was fake?

To be honest, Shi Shanshan is also a little strange, Yang Chen has obviously had a hole in his chest, how can he be so relaxed? But Yang Chen had hinted before that Shi Shanshan should wait and see what happened, Shi Shanshan had absolute trust in Yang Chen, and he also acted with him. Now seeing Yang Chen sitting up unscathed, his heart is naturally happy.

Listening to Yang Chen's words, Shi Shanshan couldn't help but laugh secretly in her heart. Everything is under the control of this husband of his own, and I don't know what kind of mood this middle-aged scribe who thinks he has everything in control is at the moment.

However, it was obvious that the scribe had no longer bothered to investigate why Yang Chen's chest was pierced, he had already discovered the abnormality in his body, and his face began to become ugly.

Ahh Here and there, it keeps coming.

Sneer, sneer, continuous sound sounded from the scribe's body, and one by one the bloody mouths appeared from the scribe's body, and then a bright light flew out of the bloody mouth, bringing up bursts of blood mist.

The light that flew out was only a few steps away before it was engulfed by a dragon shadow that appeared out of nowhere. This impurity of supreme sword qi is the favorite delicacy of Lu Tian, it is simply a natural tonic, especially after the nourishment of the flesh and blood of the masters of the Mahayana period, it is even more delicious.

In addition to screaming, the middle-aged scribe could only watch his body being pierced by the sword qi, and the flying sword qi was engulfed by the roaring sky. Every time the sword qi flew out, it would take away a lot of the life force of the scribe, and slowly, the scribe's voice became lower and lower, q!!