The owner of the golden wind and drizzle at the beginning shocked the world with a knife

Chapter 2237: Self-Imprisonment Fuhuang, Jian Qingluan, Stripped Bloodline, Breakthrough to the Early Stage of Divine Lord
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As soon as her body reached the bronze gate, she was hit by the sword again and blood gushed out, but this time her body did not retreat.

Behind you!

A green phoenix figure flew out.

Resounding throughout the space.

Resist the sword light that made her retreat.

"Blue Luan bloodline!"

"I didn't expect that the Pure Yang Sword Sect has a disciple who can activate the Qingluan bloodline. It's a pity that the bloodline is not pure!"

A sighing sound was heard from inside the gate.

Then the sword light dissipated.

Jian Qingluan immediately knelt on one knee on the ground.

He struggled to stand up and walked towards the bronze gate.

Inside the gate.

Countless scarlet sword intentions condensed into chains. In the middle of the chains, an old man was sitting cross-legged. He was wearing a gray robe, and his hair covered his entire head, so his face could not be seen clearly. But from this scene, the old man should be the person imprisoned here, and the one who just spoke.

"Greetings, Senior Fuhuang!"

Jian Qingluan bowed to the other party.

"You came to me because you want to make a breakthrough!"

The chained old man looked at Jian Qingluan and spoke.

"Yes, please help me break through!"

Jian Qingluan knelt down in front of the other party.

“Even if you break through, you can’t take revenge. That person is very powerful. He is not good enough for the early stage of Divine Sovereign. Even if you step into the late stage of Divine Sovereign, you will die in front of him!”

The old man didn't look up, but his voice echoed in the space.

"I know, I can't beat that guy!"

"But my Chunyang Sword Sect needs a powerful Divine Lord now. Without one, my Chunyang Sword Sect will probably be annihilated!"

Jian Qingluan spoke.

"Animation, could it be that last time, that little fellow used my sword power to successfully strike out with his sword, wouldn't that power be enough to shock the others?"

"Although he was defeated, the sword he displayed might not be able to be resisted by even a mid-stage Divine Lord!"

The old man seemed interested and raised his head.
His face didn't look too pale.

His eyes revealed a sharp edge.

It was as if this was not the place where he was imprisoned.

"Yes, Wuxiang Tianzong, the Sword Academy came here to open a branch!"

"The Wuxiang Tianzong wants to get involved in Tianshenjian Mountain!"

"This Heavenly Sword Mountain must belong to my Pure Yang Sword Sect. They must not get involved!"

Jian Qingluan spoke.

"This Heavenly Sword Mountain does not belong to your Pure Yang Sword Sect. It was given to you by the Heavenly Sword Divine Realm!"

"As long as they are recognized by the Heavenly Sword Divine Realm, anyone can become the ruler of Heavenly Sword Mountain!"

The old man said in a cold voice.

“Senior, you have taken care of my Chunyang Sword Sect for so many years. Now the life and death of Chunyang Sword Sect is at stake. Please help me, senior!”

Jian Qingluan knelt down again.

"I have been punished by the Heavenly Sword Divine Realm, so I am using your Pure Yang Sword Sect as a prison. I have made an agreement with your Pure Yang Sword Sect's ancestor to let you borrow my strength!"

"But I am not a member of your Pure Yang Sword Sect. The life and death of your Pure Yang Sword Sect has nothing to do with me. If you want to borrow strength, I will give it to you, but I will not help you improve!"

The old man continued to lower his head.

"I am willing to give away my Qingluan bloodline to Senior, and I beg you to help me reach the level of a Divine Lord!"

The kneeling Jian Qingluan suddenly spoke.

"What, you are willing to separate your Qingluan bloodline?"

"Although your Qingluan bloodline is not pure, if you practice normally and accumulate enough, you will be able to enter the level of a Divine Lord!"

"Once the Qingluan bloodline is stripped away, your path to cultivation may be cut off!"

The old man raised his head instantly and looked at Jian Qingluan with sharp eyes.

"Senior, I am willing!"

"I am loyal to the way of the sword, and the blood of the Azure Luan is of little use to me!"

"If I strip myself of my Qingluan bloodline, perhaps my swordsmanship will become purer!"

Jian Qingluan said.

His eyes were very determined! "I didn't expect that a little girl like you would have such determination. I really admire you. Since you are willing to use your Qingluan bloodline to get the opportunity for me to help you enter the level of a god, then I promise you!"

The old man in gray robe said.

While talking!

He suddenly raised his hand.

With a suction of his palm, a terrifying suction force appeared and sucked the sword Qingluan into his hand.

"Sword energy is everywhere, blood is being torn apart!"

The old man gave a low drink.

In the void, the blazing sword intent suddenly turned into sword light and poured into Jian Qingluan's body.

Ah!
a scream

Then a low humming sound of a blue phoenix emanated from Jian Qingluan's body.

Boom!

A huge blue phoenix shadow rose into the sky.

However, as soon as the Qingluan phantom flew out, countless sword lights formed a huge chain and rushed over, piercing through the Qingluan phantom.

Roaring and chirping sounds were heard from the shadow of the blue phoenix.

call!
And at this moment.

The grey-robed old man raised his hand and grabbed, and the phantom of the green phoenix pierced by the chains went towards the old man.

Ah!
At this moment, Jian Qingluan's face became distorted, his body was sweating profusely, and he was in great pain.

The Qingluan bloodline exists in the Qingluan bloodline of the sword.

Now it is peeled off deeply and hard.

What a pain.

However, the old man showed no mercy to the woman. His expression was cold and stern. He pulled the green phoenix shadow directly in front of him with his palm.

There was a flash of sword in his eyes.

A huge golden crow shadow appeared behind him.

The Golden Crow's phantom opened its mouth and swallowed the Green Luan's phantom.

Ah!
The scream came out of Jian Qingluan's mouth again.

The energy in his body, unexpectedly at this moment, kept dropping, and his cultivation seemed to be unstoppable. He went from Perfect True God to the late True God stage, and finally directly dropped to the early True God stage.

But Jian Qingluan was not unconscious, but had her eyes wide open.

Strong willpower.

Finally, the blue phoenix shadow was swallowed by the golden crow.

The surrounding space returned to calm.

Jian Qingluan was lying on the ground like mud.

call!
The old man here took the phantom of the Golden Crow into his body.

The aura on his body suddenly surged, but then it all subsided and the surrounding space recovered.

"Your willpower is still strong. I will keep my word!"

call! "

He raised his hand, and a terrifying pure yang sword intent emanated from his hand and poured into the opponent's body.

This sword intent was exactly the same as the one that had previously surged into Zhan Wuting, except that that sword intent was violent and powerful, and this time, although the sword intent was powerful, it did not have any effect on Jian Qingluan.

Jian Qingluan was nourished by this sword intent.

The realm began to recover, reaching the mid-stage True God and half-step to becoming a God Lord!

One's original state
However, after reaching the realm of Half-Step Divine Lord, he did not stop at all, but continued to break through. One after another, the rules of Pure Yang Sword Intentions condensed and poured into the opponent's body.

The God masters the rules, and the rules of Pure Yang Sword Intent are comprehended by the old man.

Jian Qingluan himself is at the level of a half-step divine monarch, and his practice is also the pure Yang sword art.

Able to quickly integrate the rules of Pure Yang Sword Intent.

Boom!

Under the rules of the Pure Yang Sword Intention, Jian Qingluan's strength broke through and he directly stepped into the early stage of the Divine Lord.

Boom!

And at the moment when Jian Qingluan stepped into the early stage of Divine Lord.

A terrifying sword intent appeared in the sky above the Chunyang Sword Sect. The sword intent was like the sun, rising into the sky.

"That's the Pure Yang Sword Sect. Someone from the Pure Yang Sword Sect has entered the early stage of the Divine Sovereign!"

Wang Taihe, the head of the Sword Academy of Wuxiang Tianzong, sensed this situation and flew into the air with a solemn expression.