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Chapter 955 The most powerful sword

"This is Sanqing..."

Qingmu's heart trembled as he looked at the Baizhang figure looming in the yellow curtain.

It is as huge as a hundred feet, as high as a mountain. But it is nothing among the mythical beasts.

Even some powerful monsters and monsters can be as big as ten thousand feet, one hundred thousand feet, or even one million feet.

It's just that those million-foot monsters and monsters are only in the third realm at best, and Aoki alone can kill them.

But it was this hundred-foot body that made Aoki feel a strong crisis, and the feeling of suffocation made it difficult for him to breathe.

He had a feeling that if the body in the yellow curtain moved, he would die without a burial place.

Even at this moment, even the pungent fishy smell on his body was dissipated by the evil spirit. This made Aoki's body smell free for the first time since he got the saury again.

The demonic clone looked at the figure not far away, frowning slightly.

His body was trembling slightly, obviously under great pressure.

"Something's wrong..." The demonic clone felt the evil aura and reached out to point forward.

Under this finger, wisps of black surged out from the yellow curtain and gathered in the direction of this finger.

This black concentration almost took up half of the world in an instant. Its density could compete with the evil spirit.

One side is black and the other side is yellow. It seems to form the yin and yang of Tai Chi.

The black color gradually turned into a vortex, swirling around in one finger, greatly increasing the momentum of the demonic clone.

The black color continued to surge, causing everyone's clothes to flutter.

This is the energy of death. Its density is several times stronger than the combined death intention condensed in the killings under the starry sky battlefield.

Where there is death aura, it means that a powerful being has fallen here. Only a powerful being will leave such a strong aura of death behind after death.

There is no one here, only the three green beasts that are now looming under the intertwined curtain of black and yellow.

Once these death intentions are completely superimposed, the power of one finger may be enough to kill the strong Yangzhao.

"There is indeed something wrong..." The sword spirit floated in front of the demonic clone.

Although it can't feel the evil spirit and death, it still knows what its motionlessness means.

The Sanqing Disaster Beast appeared in a kneeling position.

The surge of black energy continued for a long time, until the demonic clone's fingers stopped spinning. The yellow curtain gradually began to dissipate, completely revealing the giant body.

The evil spirit is no longer there, only

There are only three white bones left.

This white bone is flowing with dark purple blood, but the blood has long since solidified into crystals.

When these evil spirits dissipated, the corpse was completely exposed between heaven and earth. As the breeze blew, the blood crystals stuck in the bones collapsed instantly, and were eventually scattered in all directions.

The sky was filled with purple, and the rolled up curtain was like a heavy snowfall falling on the world.

These blood crystals have been deposited here for countless years, and today they finally return to the world with Sanqing's flesh and blood.

"The essence and blood of the divine beast..." The deep purple blood was clearly reflected in the demonic clone's eyes.

This is the first time he has seen a real divine beast, not just a descendant of a divine beast with a trace of its essence and blood.

Chu Cheng's Xuanhuang Immortality comes from the inheritance of Senior Xue Yao. When it reaches great success, it can become a magic weapon.

The indescribable Xuanhuang Immortal Body is the one that has been completed. With the power of one palm, it can even break the ultimate divine weapon as powerful as this magic sword at its peak.

Xuanhuang is immortal and can be refined with the thunder and tribulations of heaven and earth, as well as the essence and blood of divine beasts.

If all the blood from this three-green evil beast is used to enhance the black and yellow immortal body, I am afraid that it can directly return from the fourth minor rotation to the forty-ninth rotation, take shape from the minor rotation, and enter the big rotation.

Xuanhuang is immortal, and the seventy-seven and forty-nine levels are one minor reincarnation. The forty-nineth level is the great reincarnation. When it reaches the ninety-nine and eighty-one great reincarnations, it is the completion of the Xuanhuang immortal body.

With just one turn of reincarnation, even if Chu Cheng did not enter the Xuan Dynasty, he could still face the mighty Xuan Zhao in a head-on battle. All the rules were shattered with one palm and one punch.

Who is his opponent in the realm of Xuanzhao?

It's just that the demonic clone didn't do anything, it just stood and watched the purple snow falling away.

He did not take action to stop the flying snow transformed by the essence and blood of these mythical beasts, and allowed it to disperse.

This does not take action against the powerful energy that can prevent Xuanhuang from extinction and directly enter the Great Reincarnation.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I no longer have the need.

This snow has no energy, and the essence and blood of the divine beast have become rotten under the erosion of countless years. It can no longer make his blood boil.

This is useless and waste blood. It cannot be used by him.

"The mistress...is dead..."

The sword spirit saw Gu Baizhang's bones and spoke with a trembling voice.

The birth of the mythical beast and the Hongmeng are so blessed that it is almost difficult to die.

But the three green evil beasts still died. Only a white skeleton was left.

When the sword spirit saw this skeleton, he also trembled and spoke.

Although it had already been prepared in its mind, when it saw the corpse, which proved that Sanqing was dead, it was filled with sadness.

It wasn't until a long time passed that the sword spirit burst into laughter and said: "It seems that this little beast is still no match for Master Jian! In that battle, I, Master Jian, was the only one who survived and has survived to this day. What do you think of Master Jian?"

Isn’t it awesome?”

"Answer me, Master Jian, am I very powerful?"

"Awesome." The demonic clone was silent for a long time before speaking.

"sharp."

"Very impressive."

Following the opening of the demonic clone, Qingmu and Chu Yi spoke one after another, but there was no fluctuation in their tone.

This is a very calm tone, because they don't know what emotion to use to speak at this moment.

"Haha, I guess you are discerning. I will take you to the inner realm, to the Immortal Pavilion. You have to work hard. You must be as powerful as Master Jian and I, so that you will not die."

"Otherwise, from now on, Mr. Jian will have no one to talk to and he will be bored to death."

The magic sword flew quickly and turned into a black rainbow, passing over the hundred feet of corpses in an instant.

When it passed by, the hundred-foot-long skeleton instantly collapsed, and eventually dispersed across the world like the purple snow.

After burning incense, they walked into the palace deep in the square.

This place is exactly the same as in that big dream, but different.

Time flies by so quickly, the banquet has ended, the sound of music has ceased, the person playing the harp is no longer there, and the person playing the flute has also disappeared.

All that's left is a broken, stupid, and cheap sword spirit.

The good dream came to nothing. After that farewell party, if I wanted to meet those people in my memory again, I could only create a big dream.

The last banquet had dispersed, leaving only the jade tables with some dry and green remaining wine in the cups.

Those delicacies have also been dried.

The sword spirit didn't stop for a moment, perhaps because it didn't want to take another look. It just paused for a moment in the dragon chair at the front, and then quickly turned into a rainbow.

"Behind this palace, there is a back garden. That is where the formation is located."

There is a secret door in the palace, but you can just go to the back and bypass it.

But Sword Spirit didn't. He just wanted to see more of this place of farewell.


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