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Chapter 695 Emperor Sword

Surrendering to Qin Xuan is not unacceptable to the Dark Eight Treasures. On the contrary, it is quite honorable...

"If we are like this," Zhang Guoer looked at Li Xinyu curiously, "can we be considered within the system?"

"What?"

"He is directly under Emperor Qi Ying!" Zhang Guoer said: "I said, why don't we wait a little longer to be thick-skinned, hug his thigh directly, and ask for a long-term meal? Well, it is a long-term contract. Will we be prosperous?

"

The Shanhai tribe is not doing so well either. I have said before that the demon painter is like a company boss to the Shanhai beasts, and they work for the boss.

Therefore, for a big boss who can provide a stable job, the beasts of the mountains and seas will really line up to offer him a job.

"If you have no place to go," Qin Xuan said, "you can also come to my place."

The eight treasures of Buddha's Darkness are all mountain and sea beasts that are luck-oriented. Even if they are not used, placing PLAY can still provide some help to Qin Xuan.

"alright."

"The arrangement is complete."

"Even if the emperor suddenly jumps out, I won't be afraid anymore."

The Snow Maidens, the Dark Eight Treasures, and Qing Ling of the Qin Xuan family took protective measures, and then Qin Xuan walked to the center.

"Is the Emperor's Demon sealed here?" Qin Xuan originally thought there would be something in the center of this platform, but when he got closer, he found that there was nothing special here at all. If there was anything special...

The entire bottom floor of the Imperial Pagoda is like an extremely huge temple.

But there is nothing in this temple, it is empty, and everything can be seen at a glance.

However, when a demon painter works, it is naturally impossible to see it with the naked eye. Qin Xuan quickly opened the Sky Eye Technique, then looked around carefully, and finally, he focused his gaze directly in front of him.

This is an open space one meter square.

It's a bit like the pile of charcoal used to hang a kettle and boil water in the house that occasionally appears on TV.

Qin Xuan glanced at the gray-white square pit with his clairvoyance and found that it was the ashes left after burning ordinary wood to ashes.

"ash?"

And above the ashes, there was a piece of pitch-black charcoal about one meter long.

"Then..."

Qin Xuan looked at the charcoal, and then looked at Feng Xiran doubtfully: "Sister Feng, where is the emperor?"

"Right in front of you."

Before Feng Xiran could speak, Xiao Lianxian had already landed lightly beside Qin Xuan. She looked at the charcoal in front of her solemnly and said, "This is Emperor Ba."

"ah?"

Qin Xuan: "Is this piece of charcoal the Emperor's Demon?"

"But isn't Diba a ferocious beast? It's a monster with a very large size and extremely violent personality." Qin Xuan asked, "How could it turn into charcoal?"

Because of the seal?

After being sealed by Qin Guixuan, Emperor Ba revealed his true form and turned into this charcoal?

But this doesn't make sense. Emperor Ba is a type of Corpse Princess, and Corpse Princess's true form is Corpse Princess. How could it turn into something else, let alone pitch-black charcoal?

"That should be it, it can't be wrong."

Xiao Lianxian raised her palm and then approached the charcoal: "I can feel a very powerful sword from this."

"kendo?"

"Um."

Xiao Lianxian said: "This piece of charcoal should be a sword."

"Just this piece of charcoal?"

Qin Xuan could not imagine that the charcoal-like thing in front of him could actually be a sword: "Is a divine thing dirty?"

"Probably not."

Xiao Lianxian said: "I have heard of a very special sword before, the Demon Sword."

"What is that?"

"You can understand it as a sacred tool, or you can think that it is a sword transformed from some kind of mountain and sea beast. And if my guess is correct," Xiao Lianxian said: "The charcoal in front of me should be the legendary and famous one.

The emperor's sword."

For a swordsman, the way of the sword and the heart of the sword are indeed very important, but this does not mean that the sword itself is indifferent.

Qingling was a sword fairy during her lifetime, a very, very powerful sword fairy. As a sword fairy, Qingling naturally loved swords and knew swords better. During her lifetime, she also fought with many master swordsmen under various names.

The world-shaking divine weapons were exchanged against each other.

"I have never seen the Emperor's Sword before." Xiao Lianxian looked at the charcoal in front of her as if appreciating a work of art. No, it should be said that it was the Emperor's Sword hidden under the charcoal: "I didn't expect that it would be here today.

Here, I see such a magical weapon."

Xiao Lianxian looked fascinated. She didn't like anything else, but she was particularly passionate about swords and swordsmanship.

"Now, let me see how capable you are."

I saw Little Lotus Fairy's white and tender little hand slowly approaching the charcoal, and then holding it.

"呲~~~~"

Xiao Lianxian held the charcoal. At the same time, the dark charcoal split instantly where it was touched by Xiaolianxian, and was replaced by a red crystal-like hilt.

"Give it to me," Xiao Lianxian frowned and exerted force on her hands: "Get up!!!"

The violent energy condensed at the bottom of the Emperor's Pagoda, like a substantial storm. For a moment, even though all the people present were strong men with a certain level of cultivation, their bodies were still shaken by the impact of the violent energy, as if they were ready at any time.

Everyone will fall down.

"Tsk!"

Xiao Lianxian let go of her hand and put it behind her back: "The Emperor's Sword is well-deserved, it is really powerful!"

"Qingling, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

Xiao Lianxian was unusually stubborn, but Qin Xuan still discovered the problem: "Is your hand injured?"

"It's just a minor injury."

Small injury?

It's more than just a minor injury.

"show me."

"Axuan..."

"have a look!"

Qin Xuan held down Xiao Lianxian's shoulders, then moved down her arms, and gently lifted her hand up. However, if you didn't know it, half of Xiao Lianxian's arms seemed to be burned.

It was as if it was burnt and extremely scary.

"How could this happen?!" Qin Xuan looked at Feng Xiran. He didn't understand, but Qin Xuan believed that Sister Feng must know.

"The Emperor's Sword is a magical weapon handed down from ancient times. With Qing Ling's current cultivation level, even if his swordsmanship is sufficient, how can a flesh and blood body break through the repulsion of the Emperor's Sword and suppress it?" Feng Xiran.

He raised his hand and flicked his sleeve towards Qing Ling's hand, and saw that the injury that even the body of the Little Lotus Fairy Beast could not recover on its own was restored to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you."

Xiao Lianxian felt a little ashamed that she had not been able to pull out the Emperor's Demon Sword: "I'm sorry, Ah Xuan, the Emperor's Demon Sword is really powerful, but I can't pull it out."

"Even Qing Ling, you can't defeat your swordsmanship?"

"It's not about swordsmanship."

Xiao Lianxian sighed, looked at the charcoal in front of her and said: "I originally thought that this sword was just a test of swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that it not only requires the sword holder to have a very high level of swordsmanship, but also

A body that can withstand its power."


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