Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

But what do they see now?

A Holy Spirit monk in the combined realm?

Or a sword cultivator?

Even the spells are pretty good!

How exactly is this done?

Or.

How much resources did it take to elevate it to this point?

Someone once estimated that the spiritual power required to elevate the Holy Spirit Body to the realm of unity is comparable to the perfection of transcending tribulations.

But judging from Chen Lian's continuous spiritual power output.

They still underestimated the Holy Spirit.

Chen Lian in the venue didn't care what these people were thinking. She looked at Ye Zhou who was submerged in petals and frowned slightly.

"Are you still alive? Sure enough, I'm still not suitable for this kind of magic."

Yes.

Ye Zhou is not dead.

When nearly half a quarter of an hour had passed, even the Sword Sect monks on the clouds were hesitating whether to directly beat the gong to announce Chen Lian's victory.

A bloody arm stretched out from the petals.

Along with his arms, there were hundreds of severely corroded and rusty spiritual swords.

He grabbed the hilt of the spiritual sword and managed to fly out of the mountains where the petals were piled up. Only then did everyone see clearly Ye Zhou's miserable appearance.

There was nothing good about Ye Zhou.

His whole body felt as if he had been tortured, with blood oozing out from one small wound after another.

You can see the dense bones from beginning to end.

The original proud look completely disappeared at this moment.

In his hand, he was holding a jade stone that was split in two. As his arm weakly let go, the jade stone fell to the ground and disappeared among the petals.

He lay exhausted on the bed composed of dozens of severely corroded spirit swords, breathing heavily, looking at the peach blossom petal mountain below with lingering fear.

He almost died just now.

If it weren't for the life-saving spiritual treasure given to him by his master Zhang Gubai, which blocked most of the damage for him, I'm afraid that at this time, he might not even be a scumbag.

Chen Lian glanced at him and didn't make a move. Instead, he sat calmly on the flying sword.

It was obvious that he wanted to give Ye Zhou time to either surrender or recover and continue fighting.

This is undoubtedly humiliating Ye Zhou.

But now Ye Zhou has no ability to continue at all. The head of Lingming Shizong who is watching this scene from outside clenches his fists, eager to rush in now and make this decision for him.

If you lose, you lose, but it would be really bad if you lose your life here.

but.

Ye Zhou stood up with difficulty, looking at Chen Lian with eyes filled with murderous intent and anger.

"I was careless, but you turned out to be that kind of useless Holy Spirit. Ha, if I surrender now, you will never be my opponent in a few years. But, you think I will surrender personally? , so you want to influence my Taoist heart like this? Let me tell you, don’t even think about it! How could I lose to a monk who is lower than me!"

He roared angrily, took out a pill from the Najie that was on the verge of breaking, and swallowed it without any hesitation.

And when he saw him taking the pill, the head of the Reiming Toki Sect turned extremely pale, his whole body felt like the world was spinning, and he fell directly to the ground.

"No, you can't eat it. That's, that's for hanging your life! It's not for dying!"

Nine-turn magic elixir.

It took seventy-seven to forty-nine years to refine the elixir from the Tribulation Realm, take ninety-nine to eighty-one years to shape it, and finally rest in an extremely cold place for one hundred and eight years to complete the ninth-grade elixir.

Even if the person who takes it suffers fatal injuries, as long as the body still exists for a moment or three, the soul can be preserved in the body. After being placed in an extremely cold place for 300 years, the soul can return to the body and the cultivation level will increase dramatically.

It can be said that this is the highest quality elixir in the entire world of immortality. Zhang Gubai played a hundred-year chess game with the refiner before he won this elixir from him.

After meeting Ye Zhou, his apprentice, he handed the elixir to him without saying a word, just to let him live well.

But now Ye Zhou actually wanted to eat him.

Although it is said that swallowing this elixir while alive can directly increase the level of cultivation by a level in a short period of time, even if you are in the realm of transcending tribulation, you can barely touch the feeling of an immortal for a moment.

But even if Ye Zhou takes this pill, can he defeat Chen Lian?

Impossible!

The sword on her waist is still intact.

His eyes returned to Ye Zhou.

His body recovered instantly under the power of the elixir, and the power of the flesh and bones of the living dead filled his body.

With a flash of spiritual power, a new set of clothes was put on his body. The hundred spiritual swords at his feet fell randomly and disappeared. In his hand, another sword appeared.

Everyone in the Yun House looked shocked when they saw the sword that Ye Zhou took out.

"Qingqiong Sword? Did Zhang Gubai actually hand over the Qingqiong Sword that had been hidden in Lingming Shizong for 10 years to Ye Zhou? He is really the whole hope of Lingming Shizong for the future. It's broken. This The little girl with the Holy Spirit Body is in danger."

"I really didn't expect that I would be able to see the Qingqiong Sword in my lifetime. I think that the ancestor of the Lingming Shizong used the power of this sword to fight for ten days and ten nights in the demon clan's territory, and finally carried the demon clan with him. The emperor's head returned to Zhongzhou, and then the Lingming Shizong was established based on the Demon Emperor's head. From then on, the Qingqiong Sword never appeared again. He never expected that it would fall into the hands of this young man... He How did you get the approval of Qingqiong Sword?"

"Oh, I just thought that this girl with the Holy Spirit Body could win. Now that Qingqiong Sword has appeared, that's it for her. I don't know if this girl knows Qingqiong Sword. Now that she has given up, she can still keep one. life."

"Of course I have to admit defeat. How many resources have been spent on a Holy Spirit Body that can become a Fusion Realm? I think the people behind her must also want her to come down quickly."

People gossiping.

In Ye Jiu's cloud house, he looked at the spiritual sword in Ye Zhou's hand and shook his head.

"A sword that is about to die is still taken out to fight. Does this person have no use for his sword?"

Chapter 4·Ten Swords

Chen Lian stood up from the flying sword, looked at Ye Zhou who was in full swing, and glanced at the Ziming Demon Sword hanging on his waist. After thinking about it, it was still useless.

"I've used everything Sister An and Sister Taohua taught me. I'm still not good at it, but my brother's swordsmanship is better. Well... I'll finish with what my brother taught me."

Ye Zhou didn't hear what Chen Lian was muttering about. His hand was tightly grasped on the hilt of the Qingqiong Sword. All the spiritual power in his body was completely concentrated on his wrist. He pulled out the sword with all his strength, but it seemed that someone was there. It was as if he had a huge force to stop him.

The violent hurricane rioted around him as he drew the sword every step of the way, and dazzling light also emitted from the sword box of the Qing Qiong Sword.

Everything seems to be saying, don't draw the sword.

But Ye Zhou couldn't care about this, and his momentum reached its peak.

With a loud noise, he pulled out the Qing Qiong Sword.

Just like its name.

The body of the Qingqiong Sword is cyan, and its exquisite appearance makes it difficult for people to think that it is a magic weapon, but rather like a human treasure.

"Ha...ha...hahahaha, go to hell!"

Ye Zhou didn't say anything nonsense. He slashed out with a huge sword energy and arrived in front of Chen Lian in the blink of an eye.

Chen Lian's expression did not change, and she still looked calm. She recalled in her mind how Ye Jiu had taught her, and he also swung the sword.

Cherry blossoms and snow began to fall in the sky.

Time seemed to be suspended, and a sword mark appeared out of thin air, colliding with the sword energy from the Qingqiong Sword.

Qingqiong's sword energy actually stopped there, and gradually slowed down, finally becoming covered with a layer of cherry-colored frost, and finally disappeared.

The first form of Yingxue Sword Technique.

This was the first move Ye Jiu taught her when she was on Seven Star Island, and it was also the first sword he showed in front of him.

Chen Lian will never forget what happened at that time.

From that day on, she would always secretly practice this move. Although until now, she could only achieve a physical resemblance, not a spiritual resemblance, it could still be considered a big improvement.

Thinking of this, Chen Lian couldn't help but look in the direction of Ye Jiu.

And as it happens.

Ye Jiu was also looking at him.

Right here far apart and separated from each other.

The two of them magically met each other's eyes.

"She has really grown up. She is no longer the crying little girl when she first saw me, ha."

Ye Jiu smiled happily.

He thought Chen Lian had forgotten the sword, but he didn't expect that she actually remembered it and acted in a decent manner. This made him feel as if he had never really understood the person he called his sister. Where's the little girl?

He just stole her heart like that. He was really an excessive man.

Although Chen Lian did not hear Ye Jiu's voice, she believed that her brother must be looking at her at this moment, and the sword strike just now must have reached his eyes.

That's enough.

The atmosphere is great, but some people will spoil it.

"What a skill! But this is just a casual blow from me. I'll see if you can catch it later!"

Ye Zhou stood proudly in the world, raising his sword with one hand, not caring at all that Chen Lian's back was turned to him at the moment.

Dozens of sword energy slashed out, as if it had condensed into a giant man-eating snake and came towards Chen Lian.

Chen Lian put away the sweetness in her heart, looked back and struck a sword, and another sword mark of cherry snow flew into the sky.

It's just that this time the sword marks are rounder and fuller.

It blocked all attacks, but was quickly broken through.

But after that, Chen Lian disappeared without a trace.

"The third type."

Chen Lian's voice sounded behind Ye Zhou, and then, the ordinary spiritual sword hung in the girl's palm, her hands made a virtual clasping gesture, and as the sword rotated, a beam of light went towards Ye Zhou's back.

"It's useless!"

"Fourth style."

When Ye Zhou used Qingqiong Sword to block the beam of light.

Chen Lian took out another spiritual sword. His body was surrounded by cherry blossoms and white snow, and he disappeared into the air. When he reappeared, he came to the upper right side of Ye Zhou and swung his sword. Ye Zhou wanted to block it.

But it was blocked again.

Chen Lian disappeared again and appeared at the rear left.

The same thing was repeated ten times.

From top to bottom, from left to right, from front to back.

There is no angle that Chen Lian has never seen before.

But she was like a ghost. No matter how Ye Zhou tried to resist, Chen Lian was able to disappear as quickly as possible.

Until the last appearance, she returned to the original point. Looking at the angry Ye Zhou, she casually threw away the cold spiritual sword in her hand.

At the moment when the spiritual sword fell to the ground, Ye Zhou felt that the world was dark. In a daze, he seemed like a rag doll that was being smashed into pieces. The cotton wool in his body fell randomly, and even the buttons were constantly being smashed. Tear apart and tear apart.

And when he came to his senses, severe pain hit him like a tide.

His abdomen, back, head, eyes, limbs and bones.

A total of ten sword wounds.

And these wounds were caused by Chen Lian appearing and disappearing again and again and wielding his sword just now.

She didn't have the leisure to waste time with this man. If she didn't want her brother to think she was too cruel, there would be more than just these ten things.

She had tried it on a stone before, and this move could reach up to 77.

77 Sword has not been tried on people yet, but the stone used to try it has turned into sand.

Ye Zhou fell to the ground, really like a rag doll.