"You actually know the Red-Sleeved Demon Sword. It seems that Emperor Fengyun told you enough. Tell me, where is Emperor Fengyun?" Qin Xuan's eyes turned cold, and a sword light suddenly appeared on the Ten Thousand Demon Swords in his hand, and he said in a cold voice.

Jian Fengyun's eyes turned cold and his tone said coldly: "I'll ask you again, are you the successor of the Hongxiu Empress?"

Jian Fengyun did not answer Qin Xuan's question, but his tone became colder, and a majesty that was difficult to disobey in his eyes burst out, and a pressure from the superior surged out of his body.

Qin Xuan only felt her soul tremble, as if she was crushed by the pressure of a god. She unconsciously lowered her head and did not dare to look directly into Jian Fengyun's eyes.

When Qin Xuan came to her senses, anger suddenly burst into flames in her beautiful eyes. What happened to her just now? She was actually scared by a warrior from the True Spirit Realm. If this was reported, where would she put the face of the princess of the Southern Dynasty?

In an instant, endless murderous aura burst out from Qin Xuan's delicate body. The laws of the demons surged, the emperor's power rolled, and his head was white. The fierce and cold murderous aura seemed to be about to break the void.

"You dare to talk to me like this, seeking death?" Qin Xuan's cold eyes lit up, and demon patterns flashed from the thousands of demon swords in her hand, countless runes surged out, and murderous aura rolled, stabbing Jian Fengyun's shoulder with a knife.

"Oh, stop, don't be impulsive!" Monk Sanguang saw this scene and threw out a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. A thick Buddha power surged out, but he still couldn't stop the magic knife.

The Ten Thousand Demon Sword, as the sword used for sacrifices in the Southern Dynasty of the South, has been worshipped for countless years, and has condensed the power of countless people in the Southern Dynasty of the South. Above the Magic Sword, a heart-wrenching breath spreads out.

The demon sword is directed at Jian Fengyun's right chest. If this sword is stabbed, it will be severely damaged even if it is not dead!

"Master, be careful!" The black dragon on the side saw this scene and quickly controlled the laws of the Immortal Palace to resist.

However, Qin Xuan is not an ordinary genius. The princess of the Southern Dynasty in the Nanshan Dynasty were still using the sacrificial sword of the Nanshan Dynasty, such as the Wanmo Sword. The magic sword broke through the air and even forced the laws of the Immortal Palace to break through.

Jian Fengyun felt a violent demon approaching, and a trace of coldness flashed through his heart.

The power on the Ten Thousand Demon Sword is extremely powerful. The swords that have been worshipped in the Southern Dynasty have been unknown for many years. The power contained in it is Qin Xuan, probably not knowing how strong it is.

A sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Jian Fengyun's heart. Jian Fengyun felt a little heavy, like a tangled demon, and the demonic energy was everywhere.

As he had no choice, Jian Fengyun thought and a sword box appeared in his hand instantly. Just as he was about to open the sword box, his body changed.

Zheng--

A sound of swords that penetrated the soul suddenly sounded on Jian Fengyun's body. At the same time, a long sword spirit suddenly appeared behind Jian Fengyun.

The sound of the sword was heard through the hearts and almost spread throughout the Immortal Palace, causing the Immortal Palace to tremble.

"King!" With a sound, the Ten Thousand Demon Swords in Qin Xuan's hand suddenly fell, and all the light on the blade was shrouded, like a sacrificial sword that was as ordinary as it could be.

The blade of the Wanmo Sword was silent, but the handle of the knife was buzzing and trembling, as if he was worshiping the king.

When Qin Xuan saw this scene, two incredible light suddenly shot out from her beautiful eyes.

What's wrong with Wanmo Sword? Wanmo Sword has experienced countless years of worship by people in the Southern Dynasties of the South Mountain and has already gained spirituality. In the Southern Dynasties, Wanmo Sword can be regarded as the king of Wanmo Sword. Qin Xuan has been controlling Wanmo Sword for many years, and has never felt arrogance from Wanmo Sword, but now, she actually felt trembling from Wanmo Sword. It seemed that she was fearing. The King of Wanmo Sword in the Southern Dynasties of the South Mountain was actually fearing.

Qin Xuan looked up and saw that the true spirit had appeared behind Jian Fengyun. It was a three-foot long sword that was breathing the sword light. The sword was full of silver light, but it seemed very illusory and faintly appeared, not as solid as the true spirit of an ordinary warrior.

However, it was this long sword that was looming, which actually radiated a sword energy that made her feel cold in her body.

For some reason, her cultivation level was obviously stronger than Jian Fengyun, but at this moment she looked at Jian Fengyun, as if she was looking at a god above the nine heavens. It seemed that with just one thought, she could destroy herself.

Jian Fengyun was also a little surprised. When he woke up in the inner hall before, he was just busy exploring the soul sea and body, but unexpectedly, he even broke through his spiritual power.

With a thought, Jian Fengyun's consciousness sank into his spiritual sea. He saw that the remaining eight sealed divine chains had been broken in the spiritual palace. The sky-devouring fairy sword locked by the divine chain in the middle was now suspended in the center of the spiritual palace, swallowing and spitting out the sword light. Although it still seemed very illusory, it was obviously much more solid than the first time I saw the Sky-devouring Fairy Sword.

There is a line of words under the Heaven-Devouring Immortal Sword!

Jian Fengyun's consciousness approached slightly and immediately saw the handwriting under the sword clearly. A line of elegant ancient words remained in the center of the Ten Gods Seal.

"Disciple, when you see this line of words, it means that you have untied the seal of the Heavenly Devouring Immortal Sword. The catastrophe will come to the world again. The Heavenly Devouring Immortal Sword may be the last glimmer of hope. Remember, the Heavenly Devouring Immortal Sword divides good and evil, and the path of martial arts also divides gods and demons. The mindfulness sword is the god, and the evil thought sword is the demon. Maybe you don't understand what the master means now, but you will understand soon!"

Jian Fengyun saw this line of ancient characters, and the characters disappeared and lost their traces.

"Capital?" Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and his heart began to think. Could it be that the catastrophe of the times?

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, the Immortal Palace trembled violently, and Jian Fengyun's consciousness suddenly returned.

"What's going on?" Jian Fengyun looked at the black dragon soul beside him and asked.

"I don't know either. This should be a change in the forbidden area of ​​the Southern Ancient. There will be a vibration every three years. It's quite normal!" The black dragon blinked his lantern-like eyes and said immediately.

"Young Master Fengyun, something is wrong. The space of the Nan'an forbidden area has begun to return to its position. It is estimated that in less than a day, the restrictions outside the Nan'an forbidden area will be restored. People here will either be trapped here or die at the entrance outside!" Monk Sanguang calculated with his fingers and said anxiously.

When Jian Fengyun heard this, he felt relieved. Compared to others, entering and leaving the Nangu Forbidden Land within three years was a death place, but for him, it was just a small matter, so his attention was on the hands of the monk in front of him.

"Tianji Divine Account, monk, it seems that you are not an ordinary Buddhist son. This secret technique is a forbidden technique in Xiaoxitian. You actually practice it!" Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed and said immediately.

"When is it now? Master Fengyun, think of a solution. It's important for us to go out soon. I don't want to be trapped in this forbidden area in the southern ancient forbidden area for three years!" Monk Sanguang couldn't calm down and said hurriedly.
Chapter completed!