Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the room, Ling Xian protected herself with aurora, blocking out all the black gas. With the power of Jin Dan, it was worn away.

Throughout the process, he was careful and did not dare to carelessly.

After all, this thing is a horrible curse that can make the Divine Sword dust, even if it is protected by the Holy Spirit Water, he dares not easily catch it.

And when he wiped out all the black gas, the rust of that epee fell off faster, and a faint hint of coldness appeared.

Although it was only a first exposure, it was still far from the initial recovery, but the exposed edge still caused the temperature of the space to drop to the freezing point.

Even Ling Xian felt a little worried.

But more is joy. When the sword first showed its sharp edge, it exudes such momentum. How strong should it be when it recovers?

"It is worthy of the Excalibur made of Zihuaxian gold. I really look forward to how dazzling it will be when it returns to its original state."

Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed with the color of expectation, and then his hands were printed, and the power of Jin Dan surged out, instantly destroying the oncoming black gas.

"Wait in peace. Within two days, this sword will definitely shine out."

Ling Xian smiled at the corner of her mouth, waiting for the moment when the Excalibur was born while destroying the foul evil.

Time goes by bit by bit.

After about two days, when the rust of the sword completely fell off, an endless light burst out. As the same round of sun does not die out, it emits an extremely bright light and is dazzling.

At the same time, swords of spirits whistled out, extremely sharp and unparalleled.

Although there is no ambassador, it still has terrible power.

Even as strong as Lingxian, can't help moving, but more is joy.

This sword is his, naturally the stronger the better!

"On the basis of this momentum, we can see that this sword is worthy of the exquisite sword made of purple Chinese immortal gold, and it really is overbearing!"

Ling Xianxing's eyes were full of hotness, and she could not wait to fly forward immediately to see the sword's true content.

Zihua Xianjin!

That's one of the world's top supreme immortals, and even the supreme true immortals use those nine immortals to build weapons!

And the soldiers made of this fairy material can definitely bear the strongest name. Whether it is attack or defense, it can be called the strongest in the world, and its power is endless!

Especially Zihua Xianjin, although the name of this fairy is very common, its attack power is absolutely powerful. Even if it is placed in the nine kinds of Supreme Gold, it can also be in the top three. It is sharp and outrageous!

The value of Xianjin is even more amazing. It is rare and rare. Even a thumb-sized piece is inestimable, and it is enough to make the top power break the head fight!

According to Ling Xian's estimation, at least the fist-sized Zihua Xianjin is used in front of this sword. Whether it is power or value, it is difficult to estimate!

Therefore, when the sword exudes sharp sword awns, Ling Xian's eyes suddenly become hot. He stared at the sword desperately, waiting for the light of God to dissipate, revealing his true body.

After a while, the dazzling light in the room finally dispersed, and a three-foot long sword finally appeared in front of him.

I saw that the sword was about three feet long and about three inches wide, and the whole body was purple without much modification. But at a glance, you can feel the chill of the sword, making people shudder.

Its hilt is also purple, carved into the shape of a dragon head, majestic and inviolable.

And the breath emanating from this sword is even more horrible.

"Good sword!"

Ling Xianxing's eyes were full of intoxication, and she couldn't help sighing.

Don't forget, he is a sculptor, and he inherits the tradition of the first person in ancient history. His accomplishments are extraordinary. Therefore, he can see at a glance that the person who made the sword is also the master of the arts!

Although this sword does not look so gorgeous and not so exquisite, but the overall feeling is very harmonious, there is a kind of clever and unnatural, natural feeling.

Moreover, this sword faintly lingers in a trace of spirituality.

"Materials are made of zihuaxian gold, and the material is the best in the world. The refining method is also extraordinary, and there are many kinds of magical materials to supplement it. The combination of the three makes a great sword."

Ling Xianmulu was amazed and said with emotion: "The owner of this sword must have taken a lot of thoughts. But also, the purple Chinese immortal gold is an unparalleled immortal material. If you change to me, you will also strive for perfection. "

As he said, he raised his corner of the mouth and laughed, "Now, this flawless and immortal sword is mine."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xian rushed forward like Dapeng spread his wings, trying to catch the sword in his hands and play with it.

However, when his hand was three inches away from the Excalibur, the sword burst into earth-shattering breath and forced him back in an instant.

At the same time, a sword flew out, sharp and sharp.

Suddenly, Ling Xian's face changed, and she hurriedly moved to the right.

But Jianmang was too fast, and he launched it when he couldn't catch it. Even if he had made the most correct judgement, Jianmang rubbed his cheek.

brush!

Jianmang roared past, piercing the rear wall.

A bloodstain appeared from Lingxian's left face, which made him feel a little bit happy while being surprised.

This sword was sharp and unstoppable at the first shot. Although he was not prepared, it hurt him after all. And what is Lingxian's strength?

He is a peerless demon who has reached the extreme of the Three Realms!

Do not say that the foundation is solid and scary, and that the combat strength is ridiculous. Just talking about his combat experience is far from extraordinary.

It can be said that no matter it is combat effectiveness or experience, he is very powerful. However, at this moment, he was injured by the sword during the first confrontation, which proves how powerful the sword is!

"It hurts me at the first shot. It's never happened before."

Ling Xian was suspended in mid-air, staring with a bit of surprise, and he has faced countless battles since his debut. Never before was he injured in the first confrontation, even if it was an enemy.

But now, how could he not be surprised that he was injured by this sword?

While being surprised, he also felt a strong joy. This sword is his weapon. If it is not strong, what does it mean?

Naturally, the stronger the better!

"It seems that if I want to use this sword, I have to fight it first."

Looking at the purple fairy sword that Yaohan was pointing at himself, Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed with warfare, and said, "Yeah, let me tame you and become a sharp weapon for me to kill gods on my way to cultivation!

The words fell, he shot strongly, and the power of the extreme suddenly broke out!

"boom!"

Ling Xian fell with one foot, like the sky falling, suppressing ten parties!

Maybe it was the opponent's strength. The purple fairy sword whistled, and the endless sword flew out. Each one has the power to wear golden cracks, and it is extremely sharp!

One is the ultimate peerless demon of the Three Realms. The eight desolate places shook between the hands, and the world was shocked. One is an exquisite sword made by the Supreme Immortal, which shakes the sharp edge of the world and is unstoppable!

The two collided with each other, and an extremely horrible wave broke out. If Lingxian had not blocked the place with the formation method, I am afraid that the entire city's main government would be ruined!

"Boom boom!"

Lingxian opened up and closed together, and made a strong attack.

The purple fairy sword is no less inferior. Each sword is sharp and unstoppable, and it can open up the sky and move the wild.

Although it is not life, it has accumulated a lot of power before it was sealed by the curse. Now that the seal was lifted, the accumulated power naturally erupted.

Otherwise, even if it is a divine sword made of purple Huaxian gold, it is impossible to launch an attack without an ambassador.

Ling Xian also saw this, but he felt that the sword was spiritual. Therefore, he wants to convince it at this strong time, and let the sword follow him wholeheartedly!

"Be obedient and obedient to me, and set foot on the fairy road with me, slaughter the gods and demons, and kill the gods against the sky!"

With a loud scream, Ling Xian's black hair danced wildly, like a fighting **** in the lower bounds. He is ruthless in his shots and aggressive, and has a tendency to swallow the mountains and rivers!

"Oh!"

The fairy sword Weng Ming sends out swordsman swordsmanship, killing and intimidating, peerless and sharp!

"Break me!"

Ling Xian was completely fearless, and she was domineering and unstoppable.

He did not use the world, nor did he use various methods. He just used the physical body and mana to counter the power of the fairy sword. But even so, he is still strong and a mess!

"boom!"

With a leg like a whip, he emptied the void, breaking the void instantly. Then he punched out like a dragon and smashed the purple fairy sword with the potential of out of the Yuan.

Suddenly, the three-foot excalibur wailed, and the light dimmed a bit.

There is no way, even if it is made of purple Chinese immortal gold, but it is only a sword after all. If it was placed in the hands of a monk who was at the top of Dandan, it would probably be a leapfrog to compete against Lingxian.

But right now, it's naturally impossible to stop Ling Xian's monstrous power!

"Submit to me, and shine your own light!"

Ling Xian raised her hand and was shocked, and moved Liuhe, every move was extraordinary, and in the flatness, it was fierce!

"boom!"

He resisted Jianmang with strong physical strength, rushed to the front of Xianjian, and punched on the sword body.

Suddenly, the Excalibur wailed again, and the light faded again.

Seeing this, Ling Xian looked so happy that he forced a drop of Tianzun ancient blood from his apex. Suddenly, an immortal-like power suddenly descended, trembling in the void, and shaking in all directions.

The fairy sword also trembled fiercely under this monstrous might.

"Submit to me, I will take you to open the fairy road and ask the peak!"

Ling Xian laughed loudly and dropped Tianzun's ancient blood on Xian Jian. Suddenly, the sword trembled even more, seemingly struggling and unwilling to submit to him.

However, in the end, it was still a divine power that could not resist the ancient blood of Tianzun and was suppressed.

After that, a feeling of blood-line connection emerged, and Ling Xian suddenly showed a smile of joy.

This means that from now on, he is the real master of this sword!

"I finally surrendered the sword, and from now on, the sword will completely obey me."

Ling Xian smiled joyfully, then took the purple fairy sword in her hand, and looked carefully.

After that, he saw where the sword body was connected to the hilt, and carved two small ancient characters.

Aster.

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