The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Ye Yang's face was solemn, he knew very well that this was a critical moment.

If we fail to successfully suppress this evil spirit, this opportunity will be wasted.

next moment.

Ye Yang gritted his teeth and released all the magic power in his body.

The vast magical power formed a golden barrier, protecting the Qilin Furnace firmly.

At this moment, a fiery red ferocious Qilin phantom flew out, let out a loud roar, and circled around the cauldron, spitting out thousands of auspicious auras, as if it was refining the treasures in the cauldron.

"Elder Lianxiao, I will block this evil energy, you continue to promote the refining!"

Ye Yang shouted loudly.

Elder Lianxiao nodded, he knew that this was not the time to hesitate.

The next moment, he concentrated all his energy, quickly formed seals with his hands, and exerted his magic power to the extreme.

The spiritual fire in the Qilin furnace burned fiercely, and the temperature reached a terrifying height, trying to refine the evil energy that suddenly erupted.

However, inside the Qilin Furnace, the evil energy was like a surging black tide, constantly attacking the barrier.

Ye Yang's face became paler and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"rise!"

This evil spirit was so rampant and arrogant that people had no time to react. The next moment, Ye Yang immediately activated his magic power and danced his hands quickly in the air.

Golden runes flew out from his hands and headed towards the area shrouded in evil energy.

After these runes intertwined and merged with each other, they formed a huge golden frame, tightly trapping the Evil King's Sword and the powerful evil spirit inside.

As the golden frame took shape, the evil energy that was born also surged out crazily.

Ye Yang took the opportunity to increase the output of magic power and maximize the power of the sealing array.

Under the suppression of the sealing formation, the evil spirit of the Evil King's Sword finally dissipated gradually, and the blade returned to its calm state.

Upon seeing this, Elder Lianxiao immediately increased his refining efforts.

After a while, even though he had exhausted all his strength, Elder Lianxiao was exhausted. He frowned and said.

"We can't go on like this. We must find a way to enhance the spirituality of the Yin Sui Sword so that it can more easily merge with the Evil King Sword."

After saying this, Elder Lianxiao, covered in blood and in tattered clothes, stared at the Evil King's Sword and the Qiankun Gold Stone floating in the air.

The two were slowly approaching each other, and the space around them was like a broken mirror, with layers of strange ripples.

The blade of the Evil King's Sword is long and narrow, and the back of the blade is engraved with hideous and twisted runes, as if countless wronged souls are crying.

The blade flashed with a cold light, as if it could tear apart a person's soul in an instant.

Since the birth of this thing, it has drunk the blood of countless powerful people, and every rune contains endless killing intent.

The Qiankun Gold and Stone are divine objects that were born when the world was first created, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

It is square, with mysterious patterns engraved on its surface, as if it contains the mysteries of the universe.

At this moment, the two were attracted to each other, and the moment they touched each other, a dazzling light burst out, illuminating the entire ruins.

Followed by.

The Evil King's Sword spun around, and the blade expanded rapidly, its original length of ten feet extending to several feet in an instant.

The runes on the blade became brighter and brighter, and faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard in the light. As time passed, the power fluctuations around the Evil King's Sword became more and more violent.

suddenly!

A deafening dragon roar came from the sword, and then an illusory figure slowly emerged from the blade.

This figure exuded a powerful spiritual aura, his face was stern, and his eyes were filled with endless majesty and indifference.

This is exactly the power of the soul that was born after the Evil King's Sword was promoted to a soul weapon.

Under the burning of the spiritual fire, the Qiankun Gold Stone and the Evil King's Sword finally merged perfectly.

The light inside the refining cauldron became brighter, and a brand new magical weapon slowly emerged.

The blade of this magic sword is golden all over with some black mixed in. The golden lines on the blade are like a flowing golden river, containing endless power.

On the hilt, a originally blood-red gem shone brightly.

"Success!"

Elder Lianxiao shouted excitedly.

Ye Yang looked at the magic weapon in front of him, feeling filled with emotion.

At this moment in this solemn and quiet room, the knife was extremely sharp, the evil spirit was rampant and rampant, and the atmosphere in the whole room was heavy and depressing.

Elder Lianxiao stood quietly on the high platform, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring closely at the Evil King's Sword in Ye Yang's hand, which exuded a mysterious aura.

When the cold light of the Evil King's Sword reflected into his eyes, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed across the old ancestor's eyes.

"This sword... is indeed extraordinary." His voice was deep and heavy, as if it came from the depths of time.

"Fellow Daoist, do you still remember what I told you about the bloodthirsty devil knife?"

Chen Hao nodded, and Elder Lianxiao spoke again.
"That knife was born in troubled times. Since its appearance, it has been stained with endless blood. It kills everyone it sees and massacres everyone. Wherever it goes, lives are destroyed. It is like hell on earth. The more people it kills, the stronger its power becomes."

"However, things are unpredictable. After countless killings, the knife combined with the Demon Lord of Killing, and by chance, the Law of Killing was born."

"Even among the Yuanshen Dao tools, it is unique."

When Ye Yang heard this, he couldn't help but take a breath.

The fusion of the physical body and the evil sword is such a miracle that is simply unheard of.

"Unfortunately!"

The Qilin Ancestor sighed slightly.

"Although that rule contains powerful strength and astonishing killing power, its murderous nature is too strong and it is bound to be backfired."

Ye Yang looked at the Evil King's Sword, his eyes also flashing with excitement and anticipation.

He knew very well that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If he could control this spiritual weapon, his strength could be further enhanced.

The next moment, Ye Yang took a step forward, stretched out his trembling hands, and held the Evil King's Sword in his hands.

The moment the Evil King's Sword fell into Ye Yang's hands, a powerful force surged into his body.

Ye Yang felt his whole body tremble, as if he was pulled into a mysterious space by an invisible force.

In this space, he saw countless warriors fighting and heard their roars and screams.

These images kept impacting his mind, making his consciousness gradually blurred.

"Want to assimilate me?"

Ye Yang snorted coldly. His determination was unshakable and extremely firm.

At this moment, a powerful belief surged in his heart. He clenched his teeth, concentrated his mind, and launched a fierce confrontation with this force.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ye Yang finally gradually adapted to this power.

The next moment, Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Yang held the Evil King Sword in his hand, feeling the powerful force contained in the sword, and a different kind of pride surged in his heart.

……

At the moment when the Evil King's Sword merged with the Qiankun Gold Stone and reappeared in the world, the world seemed to be violently stirred by an invisible giant hand.

The place where the ancient Qilin clan lived was originally peaceful and tranquil, with roaring waves in the sky and crashing against the shore, but in an instant, the situation suddenly changed.

The branches and leaves of the ancient towering trees in the tribe were whipped by the strong wind, making rustling sounds, as if they were humming in fear.

The calm lake surface was now surging with waves, and the wave peaks stood up like sharp blades.

The sky was rapidly swallowed up by inky black clouds, which were as thick as ink, piling up layer upon layer and making it hard to breathe.

Along with the birth of the Evil King's Sword.

Flashes of lightning were like ferocious dragons, surging and shuttling through the clouds, accompanied by deafening thunder. Every flash illuminated the earth in a pale white.

The strong wind, carrying sand and stones, came towards them with overwhelming force, making everyone's clothes rustle and making them unable to stand steadily.

And in the midst of this violent storm, lightning and thunder, there was a violent evil intention like a giant beast hidden in the darkness. Although it was hidden, it gave off a chilling aura that seeped into the air, causing everyone who sensed it to tremble in their hearts.

This unusual astronomical phenomenon instantly alarmed the entire Qilin ancient clan.

Many cultivators and disciples of the ancient Qilin clan rushed out from their training places and residences, looking up at the sky, their faces full of astonishment and confusion.

"This...what's going on? I've never seen such a terrifying celestial phenomenon!"

A young tribesman's voice trembled, his eyes full of fear.

Another person guessed, shaking slightly unconsciously.

"Could it be that some extremely evil creature has come?"

The elders of the tribe also gathered quickly. They had solemn expressions on their faces and their eyes were fixed on the direction where the evil intent was emanating.

On the beach, the ancient Qilin clan's ancestor, who had just recovered from a serious injury, took a breath and looked at the little Qilin next to him who was absorbing the thick earth veins. His brows were furrowed, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"This evil aura actually came from my ancient Qilin clan. Could it be that the killer demon has reappeared?"

His eyes were sharp, but he was a little unsure of the source of the evil spirit.

(End of this chapter)