Jiuyang Juemai

"I really thought that the golden core stage could run rampant in the entire cultivation world! Hmph!" Seeing the flying sword that flew towards him, Ling Luoyu smiled lightly, neither dodging nor dodging, and spread his fingers, just like that One claw grabbed the flying sword.

The castration of Ling Luoyu's claw seemed to be very slow, and even everyone in the hall could clearly see the trajectory of that claw.

"Oh my god! That flying sword... That flying sword is the famous magic weapon Qixuan Zhan owned by Wan Miao, can this young man resist it?" Someone who knew the flying sword couldn't help but blurted out in the hall. .

In the entire Xuanming Immortal Cultivation Realm, the number of magic weapons can be said to be very few, and most of them are the treasures of the sects of the sects. Before the sect is alive or dead, even the head of the sect must carefully consider it if he wants to use it. .

Personally want to have a good magic weapon, it is very difficult!

Patriarch Wan Miao's Seven Profound Slash was obtained by chance in an unknown cave when he was traveling around when he was young. This flying sword is also one of the recognized magic weapons in the Xuanming Immortal Realm.

"This young man may still be able to survive, but that hand is definitely useless!" Among the guests in the hall, many people who knew the power of the Seven Profound Slash couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

"Crack..." There was a soft sound, although Ling Luoyu's claw seemed to be very slow, but the flying sword seemed to have recognized it, and slashed straight at Ling Luoyu's hand.

Ling Luoyu turned his hand lightly, stretched out two fingers and pinched it lightly, unexpectedly pinching the flying sword Qixuan Zhan tightly.

The power of some top-level magic weapons can be compared with some low-level magic weapons, but in real battles, even the most powerful magic weapons are far from the opponents of magic weapons, all because of - spirituality.

The minimum standard for evaluating a magic weapon is to require the magic weapon itself to have a bit of spirituality. Of course, the higher the level of the magic weapon, the more spiritual it is.

Since the Qixuan Zhan is a magic weapon, of course it also has spirituality. When it was gently clamped by Ling Luoyu's two sticks, the Qixuan Zhan seemed very unwilling, like a living thing, twisting and turning in Ling Luoyu's hands, Trying to get rid of Ling Luoyu's grasp.

"Hmph! Not being honest!" Ling Luoyu stretched out his hand and flicked the Qixuan Zhanjian lightly.

"Qiang..." There was a clear cry, and the Qixuan Zhan was suddenly overshadowed. He became quiet and smiled faintly. Ling Luoyu put the Qixuan Zhan into the storage ring, and turned his head to look.

At this time, there was silence in the hall. Perhaps, even if a needle fell on the ground at this time, it would be like thunder.

"Just two fingers conquered the famous Qixuan Zhan in Xuanming Cultivation Immortal Realm!" This scene left everyone deeply shocked. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that someone could do it. So powerful!

All magic weapons can recognize the owner, and the Seven Mysterious Slash is no exception. As early as when he just obtained the Seven Mysterious Slash, the ancestor Wan Miao had already recognized the owner with a drop of blood, leaving a trace of spiritual consciousness in the Seven Mysterious Slash. among.

If you want to subdue a magic weapon that has already recognized its owner, there are only two ways: first, kill the original owner of the magic weapon, and the magic weapon will naturally become ownerless.Second, to forcibly erase all traces left in the magic weapon by the original owner of the magic weapon. Of course, it is impossible to do this without someone more powerful than the previous owner of the magic weapon.

And at the moment when Ling Luoyu clamped the Qixuan Zhan and flicked it lightly with his finger, Patriarch Wan Miao suddenly felt a shock all over his body, and then he couldn't sense the trace of Qixuan Zhan connected with his mind at all. The spiritual consciousness left in his Seven Profound Slash was wiped away by Ling Luoyu's light flick.

"Escape! This Ling Luoyu has at least reached the legendary Nascent Soul Stage, otherwise he would never be able to erase my imprint left in Qixuan Zhan so easily! It seems that he is really as deep as the rumored Unfathomable, I am far from his opponent!" Thinking of the horror of the legendary Nascent Soul stage monks, Patriarch Wan Miao didn't even have the courage to fight back, and he wanted to run away in a blink of an eye.

"Want to escape? Did you escape? I said earlier, if you want me to take action, you will definitely die!" A cold snort suddenly sounded in the ears of Ancestor Wan Miao. Tight, a white hand appeared out of thin air, with one claw pinching the vitals of his throat.

A white figure flashed, and Ling Luoyu appeared in front of Patriarch Wan Miao out of thin air. At this moment, Ling Luoyu was holding Patriarch Wan Miao's throat with one hand, with a calm and cold expression.

"Senior, spare me! This junior has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai! Don't you want the cultivation method of our sect? Xiao Qi, why don't you hurry up and get it for this senior!" The color of cyan, at this time when his life is at stake, he doesn't care about any face.

Logically speaking, Patriarch Wan Miao has lived for hundreds of years, so he should have enjoyed enough of what he should enjoy, and he should take care of life and death!But in fact this is not the case, the Wanmiao Patriarch seems to be more afraid of death the longer he lives!As long as he can survive, even if he shows his ugly face in front of these juniors, he will admit it.

"Is this the so-called No. [-] master of the Xuanming Immortal Realm? Is this human nature?" The performance of the ancestor Wan Miao, not only did not make Ling Luoyu feel good, but despised him even more. With a little force on his fingers, Ling Luoyu was about to He broke his neck mercilessly.

"Senior, spare your life! I still have a big secret to tell you? You are definitely interested!" Seeing that the strength on the neck seemed to be a little stronger, Patriarch Wan Miao hurriedly said.

"The big secret? What secret? Tell me, if it really satisfies me, it's not impossible to spare your life!" Ling Luoyu paused slightly, frowned, and said.

"This..." Patriarch Wan Miao glanced around the hall, hesitant to speak.

In the main hall, there are so many people, it is really inappropriate, if the sound transmission, it may fall into the ears of the third person, since it is a secret?Of course Ling Luoyu didn't want to do that.

At this moment, the owner of the Wanmiao Valley happened to be walking in from the outside holding a stack of practice books. Seeing this scene, Ling Luoyu grabbed it and directly put the cultivation methods of the Wanmiao Valley into the ring.

"Zi Die, I have something to leave first, you can do it yourself!" He glanced at the embarrassing Zhenjun Wan Miao, and then looked at Qin Zidie who was not far away with a shocked expression on his face.

"Luo Yu, Zi Die was wrong in the past, Zi Die is sorry for you? But now, where can I come from? Luo Yu, take me with you? I know, you won't let me go !" Zidie smiled wryly, stared at Ling Luoyu, mustered up her courage, and said.

"Zidie, we are friends and will always be. If there is anything I can do to help, as long as you ask, Luo Yu will never refuse!" Ling Luoyu shook her head and smiled wryly.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?Perhaps, in the bottom of Ling Luoyu's heart, there is indeed the shadow of Qin Zidie all the time, but now, Ling Luoyu thinks more about Qiaoer, the woman who can give her life for herself!

Although the beauty passed away, Ling Luoyu always pretended to be only her in his heart!

"Luo Yu! Are we really just friends?" Zi Die's miserable expression made me feel pity.

"It used to be difficult for the sea to be water, but Wushan is not a cloud! Zidie, if you really have nowhere to go, come to... Piaoxue... Shan... Zhuang!" The voice became farther and farther away. In the hall, Ling Luoyu The figure of ancestor Wan Miao has long since disappeared.