The aura emanating from it was even more powerful and vast, and each branch and leaf changed from bright red to dark gold now, and the slightest lightning and lightning were also entwined in the trunk of the tree.

Then, Qin Yan cut his arm again, and poured the essence blood in his body on the Ziyang Divine Tree, which already had a subtle connection with the Ziyang Divine Tree, and the Ziyang Divine Tree did not resist Qin Yan's essence blood, even if it absorbed Qin Yan's essence blood.

As the Purple Sun Divine Tree once again devoured and absorbed Qin Yan's essence blood, Qin Yan's connection with the Purple Sun Divine Tree became even closer, and Qin Yan could even feel the slow growth of the Purple Sun Divine Tree.

In this way, Qin Yan fed the Ziyang Divine Tree with his own essence blood again and again, and also used the 10,000-year-old spiritual milk again and again to give birth to the Ziyang Divine Tree, so that the year of the Ziyang Divine Tree was also growing wildly

A year later, the Ziyang Divine Tree in front of Qin Yan has grown to a height of 100 zhang, and its lush branches and leaves are even more obscuring the sky, each branch and leaf exudes a dazzling golden light, the breeze is slight, and the golden branches and leaves keep shaking, reflecting the entire sky into a golden piece, the golden light is shining, sparkling, and extremely beautiful.

And the 10,000-year-old spirit milk in Qin Yan's hand also used up as many as eleven, which was also the reason why the spiritual power required by the Ziyang Divine Tree to the back was extremely huge, and a drop of 10,000-year-old spiritual milk could no longer make the Ziyang Divine Tree grow for a thousand years.

In this year, every drop of Qin Yan used a drop of 10,000-year-old spiritual milk, he used his own essence blood to water the Ziyang Divine Tree, and now, it can be said that Qin Yan and the Ziyang Divine Tree have completely fused into one, even if they don't refine, the hundred-zhang tall Ziyang Divine Tree in front of him can easily enter Qin Yan's dantian.

"I finally didn't waste eleven drops of Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk. Looking at the Purple Yang Divine Tree in front of him, which was hundreds of feet tall and there were countless purple gold electric snakes in it, Qin Yan was excited in his heart, and there was also anticipation in his eyes.

The value of this Ziyang Divine Tree in front of him has exceeded one trillion spirit stones, which is enough to compare with a super-large spiritual mine, and in the entire cultivation realm, Qin Yan has never heard of any super-large spiritual ore, even large-scale spiritual mines are extremely rare, and the Heavenly Dao Sect to which Qin Yan belongs has never owned a large-scale spiritual mine, and even a medium-sized spiritual mine only has one, which shows the preciousness of this super-large spiritual mine.

And now Qin Yan wants to use the Purple Sun Divine Tree, which is comparable to the value of a super-large spiritual ore, as his natal magic weapon, and it is also a whole Ziyang Divine Tree that has reached the age of 10,000 years and advanced to become a Purple Gold Thunder Wood, this kind of means, I am afraid that no one in the cultivation realm can handle it.

Now that the Purple Sun Divine Tree has completely advanced to the Purple Gold Thunder Tree, and it is time for Qin Yan to harvest, Qin Yan will sit cross-legged on the ground, and the strong mana in his body is completely enveloping the Purple Sun Divine Tree in front of him.

As Qin Yan recited the words in his mouth, the entire Purple Sun Divine Tree also changed, and its lush branches and leaves fell off from the branches one after another, and Qin Yan put them away with a storage ring, and the Purple Sun Divine Tree, which was a hundred feet tall in front of him, suddenly became bare.

"Change!"

When the branches and leaves of the Purple Sun Divine Tree were put away, Qin Yan spat lightly, but the bare Purple Sun Divine Tree in front of him was strangely split into eighty-one sections, the weight of each section was the same, and it was condensed and transformed into a huge golden flying sword in the moment after the split, and there was a purple-gold dragon-shaped mark in the center of each flying sword.

Countless purple-gold thunderbolts were also wrapped around the huge golden flying sword, and sharp momentum also emanated from the golden flying sword, and a full eighty-one flying swords were suspended around Qin Yan's body, looking extremely spectacular and domineering.

"Come!"

With a move of Qin Yan's arm, a huge golden flying sword with a length of ten zhang flew into Qin Yan's palm, looking at the huge golden flying sword in front of him, Qin Yan had an unconcealed joy on his face.

"I didn't expect this flying sword to have reached the level of a low-grade spirit treasure. Feeling the sharpness and hardness of the golden flying sword, Qin Yan had an accident in his heart, but more of a surprise.

There are eighty-one lower-grade spirit treasure flying swords, even if they are the two palace masters of the Ten Thousand Saints Palace, I am afraid they will not be able to take it, but Qin Yan has taken it as his natal magic weapon, and with the growth of Qin Yan's cultivation, the power of this natal magic weapon will continue to strengthen, and even it is possible to advance to the Tongtian Lingbao in the future, and when the eighty-one Tongtian Lingbao is reached, the scene is simply unimaginable.

And in each golden flying sword, there is an amazing power of the purple gold divine thunder, the purple gold divine thunder and the nine heavens divine thunder is the same level of existence, the nine heavenly divine thunder is a nightmare that all monks do not want to face, it is the heavenly thunder when the monk crosses the catastrophe, the power is so powerful, no monk is not afraid of this, and the purple gold divine thunder and the nine heavens divine thunder are completely a level of storage, the power can be imagined, and it has amazing lethality to demons, and this method will also become another killer feature of Qin Yan.

"The flying sword has been completed, and it is time to refine it. Looking at the eighty-one golden flying swords suspended around him, Qin Yan laughed loudly, and the huge divine sense wrapped the eighty-one flying swords, and one after another the split divine souls also submerged into the sword body, and settled in the purple gold dragon-shaped mark of the golden flying sword.

One after another inductions also entered Qin Yan's brain, so that Qin Yan could clearly sense the movements of the eighty-one flying swords around him, and Qin Yan could control any of the flying swords at will.

After two years of cultivation, Qin Yan and the Ziyang Divine Tree have reached a perfect fit, this flying sword, just like Qin Yan's arm, Qin Yan can use it extremely perfectly, and he will not feel a trace of unnaturalness.

This is the power of the Dao Heart Seed Sword, a natal magic weapon that is completely in line with itself, and can burst out with the most powerful power while consuming the least amount of mana.

"Refining!"

After planting his own divine soul into each flying sword, Qin Yan let out a loud shout, and a ball of Dan fire rose from Qin Yan's body, and the void around Qin Yan was like a huge melting pot, and Qin Yan was the raging fire in the furnace, constantly refining the golden flying sword around him.

Each flying sword has reached the level of a lower-grade spirit treasure, and the time required to refine it is naturally extremely long, and these flying swords are still Qin Yan's first time refining, and there are many of them, and the time required is long enough.

However, Qin Yan didn't care about this qiē, he just controlled the Danhuo and kept refining the eighty-one golden flying swords around him.

As a month passed, the eighty-one flying swords around Qin Yan became sharper and harder, and its smooth sword body, like metal, exuded an astonishing luster.

Another month passed, and the golden flying sword around Qin Yan's body, which was originally ten zhang long, was now only three feet long, and each flying sword emitted a golden hazy cold light, and it was even more with a sharp edge, as if it could pierce through everything.

"It's finally done. ”

At this time, Qin Yan also stopped continuing to refine the eighty-one flying swords around his body, and as soon as his mind moved, the eighty-one flying swords around his body submerged into the dantian in Qin Yan's body, accepting Qin Yan's constant cultivation of Yuan Dan.

"Since this natal flying sword is made of purple gold thunder wood, it will be called the golden thunder sword in the future. As the eighty-one flying swords submerged into his dantian, Qin Yan's voice of self-muttering also sounded.