She could see that the third senior brother did not use all his spiritual power with this sword, only 30% at most.
The reason is simple. If all the spiritual power were condensed into one point, neither he nor the sword in his hand would be able to withstand it.
But even so, his sword was much stronger than the full-strength sword of a monk at the same level.
Gu Qingxi couldn't even imagine how powerful the third brother would be if he continued to practice like this and one day condensed all his spiritual power into one point.
Looking at Long Qianli's young and handsome face, Gu Qingxi was not only surprised, but also felt sincerely happy and proud.
Di Feixue is equally proud: He is worthy of being sister Qingxi's senior brother. This sword is so strong. Only a strong man like him is qualified to be sister Qingxi's senior brother!
"Chi!" With a soft sound, the space barrier was pierced by the sword star. Between the distortion of light and shadow, a hazy barrier space appeared in front of you.
Gu Qingxi didn't hesitate and immediately threw out a bunch of magic talismans.
"Bang bang bang bang..." The spiritual symbols exploded one after another. What was originally a small space hole was blown into a large hole two feet in diameter, and the hazy barrier space became much clearer.
Gu Qingxi took the lead and flew into the barrier, followed by Long Qianli, Murong Yi, Ling Kong, Feng Xiatian, and Di Feixue.
The barrier space is not large, with a radius of only a few hundred feet. In front of it is a steep stone staircase, and straight up along the stone staircase is a majestic high platform.
The stone stairs and high platform have been seriously damaged, but they still give people a sense of solemnity.
"Wen Tiantai, could this be Qingyuan Tianjun's Wentiantai!" Di Feixue said excitedly.
Without waiting for anyone to ask, she quickly explained: "It is said that Wentian Terrace was built by Qingyuan Tianjun himself, and it was also the place where he understood the way of heaven and devoted himself to cultivation. Qingyuan City was originally built around Wentian Terrace.
But later, I didn’t know why, and the rooftop suddenly disappeared.
It is said that many monks came to Qingyuan City in the past to look for Wentian Terrace, dreaming of getting some inheritance from Qingyuan Tianjun.
But after searching for thousands of years, no one found it, and no one thought about it again.
As time goes by, many people don’t know that Qingyuan City once had a Wentian Tower.”
Asking about the rooftop? Gu Qingxi was a little confused.
She had never heard of Wentiantai. In her memory, Qingyuan Tianjun realized the way of heaven and devoted himself to cultivation near the desert sea, and it was definitely not Wentiantai.
However, Di Feixue said that this high platform was built by Qingyuan Tianjun, and she believed it.
Because after entering the barrier, you can feel the existence of the formation. Judging from the formation technique, it is Duan Qingyuan's handiwork.
Taking another closer look, Gu Qingxi saw that the so-called Wentian Platform was actually a magic platform, which contained at least hundreds of formations, and all the formations were intricately interlocked.
If not, it would have been impossible to hide it from her divine consciousness.
Gu Qingxi believed that even if he had done it himself, it would have taken a lot of effort to create such an exquisite and complicated formation.
It's strange. I remember that at the end of that battle, although Duan Qingyuan saved his life, he also injured his spiritual root.
The injury was so serious. If he didn't take good care of himself, why would he come here to build such a altar?
Gu Qingxi was puzzled, but she had no time to think about it.
Because Lu Xuanyuan had already walked up the stone stairs to the Wentian Terrace and walked towards a thin old man in the middle.
The old man alternately practiced magic spells with both hands. The moment Lu Xuanyuan walked in front of him, dark green light suddenly appeared and enveloped him.
Immediately, Lu Xuanyuan's face showed a look of pain, and his originally stern face began to distort sharply.
"Stop!" Gu Qingxi and others drew out their swords at the same time and rushed towards the stage.
Although he didn't know what the old man was doing, he knew it was definitely not a good thing just by looking at the painful look on Lu Xuanyuan's face.
Once he succeeds, the consequences will be disastrous.
There was a lot of movement when the barrier was broken. Of course the old man also noticed them, but he obviously didn't take them seriously.
With a sneer, the old man's magic formula changed.
A long black flag appeared beside him. This long flag was somewhat similar to the soul-calling flag, but it was more than three times larger than the common soul-calling flag.
It was covered with dark red runes, like half-solidified blood, and there was a faint smell of blood.
Along with the spell in the old man's hand, the runes flickered and blood seemed to flow.
The old man stopped the magic technique, held the long flag with both hands and waved it suddenly.
In an instant, the sky became dark, and a bloody cloud appeared in the sky, rolling like waves.
A huge force also spurted out from the long flag, rushing toward Gu Qingxi and others like a mountain.
There was no time to think too much, everyone struck out with their swords at the same time.
With the strength of the six of them, if they join forces, even the strongest in the realm of God Transformation will have to avoid their sharp edges. If they are unlucky, it is not surprising that they will be killed by a sword.
So when they took action, Gu Qingxi and others were full of confidence.
But soon, they realized that they were wrong.
That force was so tyrannical and full of heart-stopping murderous intent, as if it could arouse the deepest fears hidden in the heart.
When the sword was struck, not only did they fail to break the force, but they were shocked back again and again.
One step, two steps, three steps... until they retreated to the bottom of the stone stairs, they were able to stabilize their bodies.
What a powerful magic weapon! Di Feixue looked horrified.
She could see that the old man in front of her was not very strong. The power just now obviously came from this long flag.
The Di family is one of the four major cultivation families in Tiancang Continent, and naturally has many magical artifacts in its collection. She has been exposed to them since she was a child, and she has heard about many magical artifacts, but she has never heard of such a powerful magical artifact.
Could it be a legendary artifact?
Di Feixue's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the origin of this magical weapon.
"The Blood Flag of Ten Thousand Monster Beasts, it turns out to be you!" Before she could figure it out, Gu Qingxi had already given her answer.
Understood, looking at the long black flag that seemed to be dripping with blood, Gu Qingxi finally understood why Xiao Zhuyan lost his mind and became ferocious.
The Blood Banner of Ten Thousand Demonic Beasts is an artifact made by a strong demon clan man with the blood of thousands of his fellow clansmen who died in the battle during the war between humans and demons. It also contains the demon souls of the demonic beasts that were not dispersed when they died.
Not only is it powerful, it can also awaken the viciousness hidden in the blood of other monsters, thus greatly increasing the monsters' combat power.
It was by relying on this artifact that the strong demon clan leader led the demon clans to defeat the demon army that was three times the size of his own in a great battle.
However, the Blood Banner of the Ten Thousand Demonic Beasts was also seriously damaged in that battle, and fell together with the powerful demon clan member at the moment when the war was about to end.
Gu Qingxi originally thought that this blood banner of ten thousand monsters and beasts had been destroyed long ago, but she didn't expect that it would be spread to this day.