On the Qichang Buddha Islands, among countless swords, Jian Wuqi's black body still looked up into the void without any movement.
One after another, the purple giant swords blasted the countless swords into pieces and merged them into Jian Wuqi's body.
After joining the Shura clan and acquiring the clan's sword, Ahanjian, Jian Wuqi's body burst out with endless sword light.
In the sea of consciousness, the stars that were originally in the realm of deification have now turned into swords.
This sword combines the origin of the purple giant sword with the sharpness of the Ahan sword. There are sword lights on the sword body, and the cold air is overwhelming.
Boom boom boom, this purple origin not only constructs the world of swords in Jian Wuqi's sea of consciousness, but also warms and nourishes Jian Wuqi's three sword souls.
Originally, the ordinary divine cultivator, the realm of creation, practiced Feng Shui Fire Earth, and the Divine Light of the Sun and Moon, but Jian Wuqi turned into a giant sword.
This sword of creation actually contains elements of wind, water, fire, earth, thunder, lightning, starry sky, birds and beasts, and all living creatures.
At this moment, Jian Wuqi's body and the sea of consciousness are a world of swords. In the ninth level of the sea of consciousness, the stars above the sky are slowly evolving, and above the body, there are endless Hongmeng giant swords, combined with Jian Wuqi's
Flesh, flesh, muscles, and bones turned into a land of purple giant swords.
Buzzing, buzzing, this powerful Hongmeng giant sword stirred the ninth level of the sea of consciousness. In the ninth level of the sea of consciousness, a powerful force was generated. This powerful force is the power of deriving celestial phenomena, which is what most spiritual cultivators call it.
The power of heaven.
"Boom, boom, boom," the endless Hongmeng giant swords landed in Jian Wuqi's sea of consciousness. A burst of severe pain came from Jian Wuqi's mind. It turned out that it was these giant swords that were splitting his sea of consciousness.
, perform reconstruction.
Not only in the sea of consciousness, but also in the body, Jian Wuqi's flesh, blood, muscles and bones are also splitting and reorganizing in the slightest.
Fortunately, these are all in the thirty-sixth level of Shura Purgatory, and Jian Wuqi has already tasted them once.
But even so, it was already painful.
In the magic city, Beelzebub looked at countless swords flying eastward, and reported back to Huang San in horror.
Huang San looked solemnly and looked into the distance.
"Sword? It can't be Jian Wuqi, right? Senior Brother Wuqi is a disciple of Jian Zong. According to the disciples of Jian Zong in the chaotic land, they boast that they are the inheritance of Master Tiandao. They have practiced to the extreme, and all the divine swords in the world bow their heads."
There was a flash of light in Huang San's eyes. Although he has not yet reached the early stage of origin, the realm of Satan, but Senior Brother Jian Wuqi has something to do, what reason is there for him not to go?
"Guard the magic city and collect spiritual stones quickly. I will go and see for myself."
Huang San's dark demon armor shone in Beelzebub's eyes and disappeared.
But the first ones to come to Qichang Buddha Islands were Peng Deng and Sang Zhu.
Sangzhu looked at Jian Wuqi, who was covered in blood, and couldn't help but trembling Liu Yemei, her almond-shaped eyes widening. Her thin and tall body kept trembling, and she cried out heartbroken: "Idiot, what's wrong with you?"
Peng Deng's eyes were originally gazing at the world, but when he saw the body that seemed to be beyond recognition and was cut open by sword rays, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
Peng Deng, whose mouth twitched, thought secretly: "He is worthy of being a person who has passed through the thirty-sixth floor of purgatory. Presumably, the same is true for the thirty-sixth floor of purgatory. This man's mind and tenacity are really terrifying!"
Sangzhu's thin, delicate, white peach-shaped face was full of panic and panic. She hurriedly leaned down and slowly approached Jian Wuqi, wanting to put Jian Wuqi into his arms and reduce Jian Wuqi's pain.
pain.
"No, this sword energy will hurt you." Peng Deng shouted hurriedly, but he was a step too late.
Sangzhu's slightly thin body was in the sword light in front of Jian Wuqi. However, these sword lights seemed to recognize Sangzhu. Not only did they not hurt Sangzhu, they also surrounded them with warmth.
.
"The sword energy has a spirit? This sword energy carries the spiritual consciousness of Jian Wuqi? Tsk tsk." Peng Deng was suddenly surprised.
"Who?" At this moment, the purple gold crown on top of Peng Deng's head shook, and he turned around and looked into the void.
I saw a dark figure standing in the void, looking here with some curiosity.
Phew, Peng Deng immediately noticed that this person had a faint demonic aura. Without hesitation, in one punch, Tianyan's divine power flowed and violently hit the dark figure.
"Boom," a loud noise sounded on the Qichang Buddha Islands.
"Thum, thump, thump," Peng Deng's tall figure involuntarily stepped back a few steps away, looking at this person with a horrified look on his face.
"Who are you? You have a strong demonic aura and great skills, but you are not Satan. Who are you?"
"I am Huang San, the junior brother of Jian Wuqi. You should be the Shura king of the Shura clan stationed in Luzhou, Beiju. Don't be afraid, I am not an enemy."
Peng Deng was stunned and looked at Huang San. Sure enough, there was no murderous intent in this person, but his level should be several levels higher than his own. He would definitely not confuse himself with lies.
Even so, Peng Deng watched Huang San walking into Jian Wuqi's figure with caution.
Sure enough, a sword light approached Huang San happily, seeming to welcome Huang San.
When Peng Deng saw this, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Cang," at this moment, a thick sword light appeared in front of the two people.
This sword light, like a rich divine light, suddenly roared up from the Qichang Buddha Islands and shot into the void. Even Sangzhu's black gauze figure was swept up into the void.
"Huh," this sword light, carrying mulberry beads on its back, flew back and forth several times in the void of Beiju Luzhou in an instant.
"Tsk tsk, my senior brother Wuqi has also reached the Tianyan realm? The thickness of this spiritual essence is like the Tianyan realm!" Huang San couldn't help but marveled.
"It shouldn't be wrong. Not only that, his Heavenly Evolution Realm is different from the ordinary Heavenly Evolution Realm. I wonder, what position do you hold in the Demon Clan?" Peng Deng asked cautiously while admiring.
"He should have replaced Satan and is now the Lord of Demons, the Demon Lord Huang San."
"Huh!" A sword light, wrapped in mulberry beads, fell from the sky. In an instant, it turned into sword Wuqi, looking at Huang San with a smile.
Huang San looked at Jian Wuqi. There was no change at all, except that there was an additional sword-shaped mark on his forehead.
"Oh, Lord of Demons!" Peng Deng looked at Huang San in surprise, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Huang San looked at Sang Zhu in Jian Wuqi's arms and laughed loudly: "But I don't know who this beauty is? Is she our sister-in-law?"
Mentioning this matter, Jian Wuqi's face turned red, but Sang Zhu smiled generously, "What's wrong, sister-in-law? Do you have a gift for me?"
"It's hard to tell about the gift. I wonder, sister-in-law, have you ever gotten married? Otherwise, today is the day when my fifth and seventh senior brother achieves his great achievement, so we might as well just settle it here." Huang San suddenly said in a loud voice.
Peng Deng was stunned when he heard this, and said with some disbelief: "Sangzhu, she is the princess of the Shura tribe..."
"Then let's get married?" Sang Zhu interrupted Peng Deng's words and said in a very plain tone.
"Ah?" Jian Wuqi was stunned, but Peng Deng suddenly realized that now that Ahan Sword is gone, Sangzhu seems to have no goals and motives.
Among the extinct volcanoes on Fuzhong Island in Qichang, Huang San and Peng Deng seemed to have met each other late. They drank many bowls of wine, but they were still in high spirits.
In the garden hot spring, Sang Zhu took off her black veil, and her body was as white as jade. In the hot spring, it seemed like a white winter snow in the spring. When it reflected in Jian Wuqi's eyes, everything was different.
of beautiful scenery.
"Why don't you come down? You know we are already married!" Sang Zhu's red, thin face was slightly raised and she looked at Jian Wuqi next to the hot spring with a questioning look on her face.
"I'm thinking, is it better to go down and stand in front of you, or stand behind you."
"You will know if you come down and stand for a while, idiot." Sang Zhu pretended to be slightly annoyed and looked at Jian Wuqi, who was actually very charming.
Jian Wuqi could no longer stand on the shore and jumped off the hot spring with a "plop", causing countless waves.
"Don't you know how to be gentle? So many water splashes were thrown up by you." Sang Zhu said with a slight pout in the midst of the waves.
"Huh," a sword light flashed, as fast as lightning, Sangzhu suddenly felt that he was being held by Jian Wuqi, and Sangzhu couldn't help but black lines burst out on his forehead.
After a long time, Sangzhu looked at Jian Wuqi who still hadn't moved, and couldn't help but asked: "You, what are you waiting for?"
"I won't!" Jian Wuqi's white face turned red.
Sangzhu burst out laughing when he heard this. Ruyu, a small and somewhat thin body, looked at the red leaves falling in the sky and burst into laughter.
"Hula la," the endless water splashed, and Sang Zhu threw herself into Jian Wuqi's body. In an instant, a warm and jade-like feeling spread through the minds of the two of them.
In the endless water splash, only Sangzhu's voice could be heard saying: "If you don't know how, you should have told me earlier and let me do it!"