It seemed that the only sound left in the world was the thunder, and the rich purple color turned the entire sword tomb purple.
Xiao Changqing stood on the rope bridge and looked at the sword tomb, his eyes suddenly shed tears. He knew that the master was very strong, but he did not know how strong the master was. In his opinion, the master might have disappeared with the thunder.
Refining a sword is just refining a sword. Why does it summon thunder?
Hearing the cry of "Wow", Xiao Changqing wiped his tears and ran towards the sword tomb.
But at this moment, on the altar, Ye Chao was sitting leisurely among the rich thunder, drinking wine calmly and watching the long sword edge gradually become sharper under the power of thunder.
It feels great, like watching your child grow up.
"No sword is better than a sword, and everything is a sword. In my eyes, if you don't have a sword, you don't deserve to be called a swordsman."
Finally, he drank the wine in the gourd in one gulp, stood up and grabbed the hilt of the narrow white gold sword, and then the thunder over the mountain was wiped out by the invisible edge.
The cold light of the sword blade was flowing, like a stream flowing under the black ice. It swayed gently in Ye Chao's hand, indicating his excitement at this time.
"You are still the Broken Jade Sword."
As Ye Chao finished speaking, all the sword intent accompanying the long sword was swayed on the sword tomb. Wan Jian, who had been silent before, seemed to be pulled by some force. The sword was covered with light and flew towards it.
The jade altar.
On the main mountain of Shushan, the Shushan disciples who were looking at the Sword Tomb from the Sword Pond suddenly turned pale, and then they saw the swords behind them unsheathing themselves and flying towards the Sword Tomb.
At the same moment, in Wuji Pavilion, four fairy swords broke through the dome and flew away.
"These guys are not living up to expectations!" Elder Youxuan scolded, but his expression was laughing.
Qingwei sat down casually for the first time in Wuji Pavilion and laughed heartily. Heyang seemed to not see Youxuan and picked up the gourd at his waist and started drinking wine.
Jingming and Canggu stared blankly at the large holes on the dome.
They all know one thing, Junior Brother Qingyun is very strong. Even if the five of them and even the pure method work together, they cannot survive two breaths under Junior Brother Qingyun. However, they know one thing better. Junior Brother Qingyun has a sword in his heart.
When he holds the sword in his hand, he will become extremely powerful.
Spring is coming in Shushan.
On the top of the Ten Thousand Rin Solitary Peak in the Demon Realm, Chonglou sat on the Blood Fang Throne, holding a white handkerchief that looked extremely dazzling under the dark sky and wiping the flaming blood blade on his wrist.
As the last edge of the blood blade on the right arm was scratched by the handkerchief, the blood moon facing the throne suddenly bloomed with a very coquettish red light, and a black light appeared in front of the throne, but the figure of Chonglou had long since disappeared.
, leaving only a pure white handkerchief, like a fluttering white petal falling gracefully towards the endless abyss of blood.
…
The sword tomb was surrounded by thousands of fairy swords with sharp sword radiance. They kept making low sword chanting sounds, as if they were congratulating the Broken Jade Sword for its new life.
I am used to being congratulated, but when one day the person congratulating me turns into countless swords, it feels very unusual.
This unusual feeling made Ye Chao, who was already extremely happy, extremely happy. He imitated the way a leader of a certain world waved enthusiastically to the people when visiting the countryside and kept waving to those fairy swords, with a strong look in his eyes.
kindly.
But to be honest, the scene of waving to a group of swords seemed a bit weird, no, it looked quite stupid, but Ye Chao was enjoying it, and even enjoyed it.
But at this moment, a shrill child's voice suddenly broke the strange atmosphere.
"Oh~ Master, it's great that you didn't die!" Xiao Changqing rushed towards Ye Chao with tears on his face.
But when he threw himself into his master's arms, he suddenly felt pain on his forehead, and then he saw his master with black lines on his forehead.
"You're such a traitor, why do you want to curse your master to death?"
The tears in Xiao Changqing's eyes stopped, and he covered his forehead and said: "I didn't curse Master to die, I was just worried about Master..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was another burst of pain on his forehead. However, under these two pains, his excitement about his master's resurrection had calmed down a lot.
At this time, the fine clouds began to gradually gather, and waves of mountain wind carrying moist clouds came from above the sword tomb. However, the sky outside the sword tomb turned red for some reason.
Ye Chao waved to the five swords on one side that were like rulers, and the five swords flew over happily. Then he pointed at Xiao Changqing on the side and said: "Send this kid back quickly.
Wuji Pavilion."
Xiao Changqing was puzzled, but his master grabbed him by the collar and threw him on top of the five fairy swords that were approaching.
It was just after the five swords flew away from the sword tomb that the red sky suddenly turned blood red, and two narrow sharp blades with flame totems pierced out from them, and then the sky seemed to be torn apart.
A long and dark crack appeared, and a man in a dark shirt walked out of it.
Ye Chao looked at the man. He was not very old, that is, he was about the age of a young man. He had a stern face, a pair of sharp horns on his head, long red hair hanging wantonly behind his back, and two wristbands on his hands.
knife.
"Demon respect building?"
Chonglou curled up his lips and looked at Ye Chao with eyes full of fighting spirit, saying: "Taoist Qingyun, I know you. It was you who seriously injured that trash in Yujiang, and yesterday you chopped off the god in the God Realm.
Demon Realm Wall."
"I just wonder if you dare to fight with me?"
Ye Chao put the Broken Jade Sword back into the long sheath on his waist, and patted the Nine Heavens Mysterious Blade that was swinging on the other side of his waist. He thought to himself that this Demon Lord was indeed a maniac who was addicted to martial arts, and in some aspects he was harmonious.
Liu Bai's character is similar. He came from the demon world just after he succeeded in refining the sword, but...
"Pindao's sword has just been completed today, and the Demon Lord just came to test the sword for Pindao."
Chonglou looked up to the sky and laughed happily a few times, and said: "You really did not disappoint me. The human world is fragile and cannot withstand the battle between you and me. How about a battle in the New Immortal Realm?"
"good."
…
Qingwei and others walked out of Wuji Pavilion at some unknown time. They looked at the sky above the Sword Tomb that gradually returned to normal. Suddenly, Yang He looked at Qingwei and asked: "Junior Brother Youxuan just insisted on opening the Sword Tomb Immortal Killing Formation to stop the Demon Lord.
Why doesn’t Senior Brother agree?”
Qingwei snorted coldly and said: "I know what you are thinking, but I watched Qingyun grow up. Although his character seems casual and idle, he has always buried in his bones the same demon king who is addicted to martial arts.
Ordinary madness, I dare to believe that even if the Demon Lord does not come today, he will go to the Demon Realm alone to try the sword with the Demon Lord, so even if I activate the Immortal Killing Formation to prevent the Demon Lord from coming, it will be useless."