Chapter four hundred and sixty-ninth Kaifeng fetish
"Puff!"
But the old patriarch suddenly struck out with a palm, and a strong beam of light illuminated the dark place on the other side. There was a tall shelf there, and on the shelf was a blue sword.
This green broadsword is extremely huge, longer than a person. There are three large green dragons entwined on the back of the sword. From head to tail, it looks extremely ferocious. The whole body of the sword is a very simple green color, but the three green dragons are faintly wrapped around them.
There was a black energy, which made the sword even more weird.
Xiao Yunsheng walked in slowly and could already see several large characters with fangs and claws carved on the blade.
"Luo Fengqi. Qingtian Mahayana Sword?" Xiao Yunsheng read out the words on it, and he was suddenly shocked. The three words "Luo Fengqi" reminded him of the "Danxin Banner" in extraterrestrial space. Since both of them belong to the ancient underworld.
Clan, it seems that the "flag" in this suffix should mean the representative designation of the Ancient Ming Clan.
So how many flags do the Ancient Underworld have? Now that he has come into contact with two of them, the Danxin Banner and the Luo Feng Banner, he doesn't know what the other flags are.
His eyes suddenly flashed, but he suddenly thought that since the Danxin Banner has the white dragon flag as its symbol, the Luo Feng Banner naturally also has its own flag flag, but he didn't know what amazing power the Luo Feng Flag flag must have.
"Yes, it is this big sword. When this big sword came out, I don't know how many top sects in the mainland were wiped out by it... There is only one sword! The power of this Qingtian Mahayana sword is beyond your imagination...
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After the old patriarch finished speaking, he coughed twice and paused. "This Qingtian Mahayana Sword channeled spirits. Although it ended up living in my An family, it automatically closed its power and returned to its unopened state. There is no
People can control it, maybe only if it is returned to the hands of your ancient underworld clan, will it truly wake up..."
Xiao Yunsheng approached again, his right hand slowly stretched towards the sword, and said: "How should I open the seal?"
The old patriarch said hoarsely: "If you drip your own blood into the blade, you can naturally open the seal. I only hope that after you master this weapon, you will do more good deeds and not kill innocent people..."
"Everything I did was just to protect." Xiao Yunsheng said deeply. He pressed his palm into the sharp blade and then pulled it down.
Blood overflowed, instantly dyeing the blade red, and traces of blood came out "chichi".
Da Dao smelled a familiar smell, and suddenly his whole body was shaken. The area next to the blood burst with light. The piece of blood cut by Xiao Yunsheng instantly entered Da Dao's body. Da Dao was not satisfied, just like a hungry man.
Like a child, he crazily sucked the blood from Xiao Yunsheng's body.
"Ah..." Xiao Yunsheng gritted his teeth, and his body also trembled. When the tremor reached its peak, the big knife finally let go of him. His body staggered back a step, and the elongated blade in his palm was no longer there.
The stitches had healed, but his face was extremely pale.
"Bang! Bang!"
Something seemed to explode within the body of the broadsword. After two violent vibrations, it finally calmed down. The green color of the entire body of the broadsword remained, but one of the three dragons on the back of the sword had dispelled the black color and completely restored its cyan figure.
"Qiang!"
The sound of the sword sounded, Xiao Yunsheng just grabbed it in the air, and the Qingtian Mahayana sword flew into his hand.
The big knife was really too big. When Xiao Yunsheng held the knife like this, the tip of the knife was already much higher than him.
His eyes brightened, and he looked up towards the tip of the knife. As soon as he took possession of this magic weapon, he suddenly felt the pleasure of climbing to the top of Mount Tai, and an indescribable mysterious power slowly pressed out of him, and the world
It actually seemed to be centered around him.
There was a refreshing feeling between the blood connections, and he could hardly help but scream.
He couldn't help but penetrate the spiritual power into the sword, and the unsealed green dragon on the back of the sword suddenly flashed. At this moment, he suddenly heard the old patriarch's urgent cry: "Don't move!"
But it was too late. The moment after the spiritual power penetrated, the whole body of the sword was shaken. The originally huge blade suddenly expanded three times out of thin air! The tip of the sword was about to hit the top of the treasure pavilion.
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Xiao Yunsheng was shocked. At this time, he had to use all his spiritual power to hold the sword firmly. The magic of the sword shocked his heart. Now the sword was much bigger than him. He who held the sword held it
It seemed so small. Although he was holding a sword, it was like holding up a giant. The key point was that the blade that expanded out of thin air was not an illusory thing, but a real material!
Such magical things are simply unheard of!
When the old patriarch saw that the big sword had barely broken through the top, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fortunately, your current strength is not enough. For the time being, you can only use one-third of the sword in Kaifeng. Otherwise, we will
The entire mountainside will be destroyed by you."
"One third?" Xiao Yunsheng looked at the three green dragons entrenched behind the sword. There were two more green dragons shrouded in black mist, but they had not been opened yet. But now that only one third of the seal had been opened, the sword would
If the price can soar to such an extent, if all the swords are unsealed, the grand occasion will be unimaginable!
He was secretly frightened. The old patriarch said just now that in the war two hundred years ago, the power of this sword could wipe out a top sect. Maybe his words were true.
His eyes suddenly brightened, but he thought of the "Demon Light Ink Frost Slash" he had obtained from the Sutra Pavilion. Now it seems that this skill is specially tailored for this sky-high Mahayana sword.
It's custom-made. It's really unimaginable. When the Qingtian Mahayana Sword performs the "Magic Light Ink Frost Slash", it will be so earth-shattering!
There were several "bang bang" sounds, and when Xiao Yunsheng retracted his spiritual power, the broadsword immediately trembled and returned to its original appearance. A simple green brilliance flashed from top to bottom, and Xiao Yunsheng slowly put the broadsword into the mountain and river ring.
"Thank you grandpa for the sword!" Xiao Yunsheng bowed respectfully to the old patriarch.
"No need to thank you. This is what belongs to you. I just returned this thing to you... By doing this, I can feel more at ease..." The old patriarch coughed heavily, and this time it was even more serious.
He couldn't help but cover it tightly with his hands. He paused for a long time and said, "Although you can only open one-third of this sword, it can help you reach the ultimate level of power at the Golden Rainbow level.
At that time, it will be helpful to fight back the Qingqing Pool from the Umeng and rescue your mother and clan members..."
After saying so much, the old patriarch's voice became increasingly hoarse and weak. The ghost-like person next to him finally spoke, and said in a desolate voice: "Zaide, please use the quick luck skill to guard your heart and stop talking."
, the most dangerous time is far from over."
"Yes." The old patriarch An Zaide responded very respectfully. He waved weakly to Xiao Yunsheng and said: "My child, please go out. If you use this sword in the future, if anyone in the clan makes things difficult for you,
Just say that I got it from my advice, and let them come to me if they have any questions..."
The man next to him said in a more serious tone: "Stop talking! Do the Qi Qi Lun Gong!"
An Zaide immediately had no words to say, and the cross-legged figure adjusting his breathing in the darkness looked even more solemn. Xiao Yunsheng glanced at it blankly, shocked.
Looking at the conversation between the two, the old patriarch is obviously very respectful to the old man next to him, just like a junior. The old patriarch has the highest status among the An family, so who is the old man next to him? What is his relationship with the An family?
He originally had some questions in his mind, such as An Ruorong's life experience, but now that the old patriarch was in such a situation, all the questions could only be swallowed back in his stomach.
"Grandpa, I will visit you again in the future." He took another deep look at the figure in the darkness and left the treasure pavilion. He did not intend to spend the remaining two and a half days here, so he called out directly.
He walked through the gate at the center of the mountain, but something big happened to the An family outside. (To be continued)