Chapter 1325

"Hey, Lao Lu and I thought it would be like this in our life, but we didn't expect to meet such a unique Tianjiao. What are those Fairies in comparison with him?"

At the time of Longchu River's emotion, ye Chen's eyes suddenly coagulate.

"Bang!"

When the explosion was heard, the land chest carrying the Xianbao flying sword exploded into countless pieces, and several escorts nearby were unfortunately injured by the explosion. The sound of the sword was resounding. A dark red ancient sword rose from the sky, and then turned into a red light and went straight down.

"Boom!"

Xianbao flying sword body into a rainbow, slanting into the ground, is in front of Ye Chen body Zhang Xu distance.

The simple dark red sword has clear lines and strange runes. The handle of the sword is engraved with the pattern of ancient fierce animals. The body of the sword trembles and the sound of the sword is loud and clear. It seems that it is venting the joy of being out of difficulty.

At the moment of the appearance of Xianbao flying sword, a tremendous evil spirit pervaded the heaven and earth. All the people present changed their color except ye dust.

This is not like the immortal treasure made by Yuanying Tianjun. It's just the terror flying sword of the quasi divine treasure level. No wonder even the master of smiling face, a great monk in the realm of Taoism, is greedy for it?

"I feel the breath of Xuanyuan emperor on it. What's going on?"

Ye Chen frowned and opened his mouth coldly.

The Dragon Chu River on one side hastily explained: "true immortal, brother Qin, although he has already set foot in the realm of true immortality, he is suffering from the lack of materials. After all, the time for the revival of the earth's aura is still short. How precious are the materials needed to build a magic treasure?"

"He had no choice but to use the fragments of Chiyou sword and inject it into the flying sword mold. Only then did he refine this quasi divine treasure. In those years, Chiyou was killed by Emperor Xuanyuan with this sword in his hand, so the flavor of emperor Xuanyuan remained on it."

"I see."

Ye Chen nodded slightly. He had a lot of relationship with Xuanyuan emperor. If this quasi divine treasure was made of fragments of Xuanyuan sword, he could not tolerate it.

Lu Huihui's eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, and her heart was shocked. The immortal treasure flying sword suddenly broke away and flew out. It was obviously related to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. He was about ten feet away from the immortal treasure flying sword, but he could feel the fierce evil spirit that the volcano was about to erupt in the sword. If someone could make full use of the evil spirit in it, even ordinary Yuanying would be able to fight against it.

Zhunshen treasure is no longer comparable to ordinary Xianbao. You should know that there is only one quasi Shenbao in jinwumen.

Ye Chen stepped forward without any hesitation. He held the handle of the flying sword in his palm. Just started, a strange feeling spread all over his body. It seemed that the sword was tailor-made for him and closely connected with him.

As soon as the palm of his hand touched the flying sword, the whole body of the sword released red light, reflecting the sky. An incomparable sword was rampant. The front row of the forest ten thousand feet away from the front was actually cut off by a sharp blade.

Influenced by such terrible sword Qi and evil Qi, the ghost king suddenly roared to the sky behind Ye Chen, which was deafening.

People around looked at each other, but the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.

Ye Chen pulled out the flying sword and held it in front of him. With his left hand in the shape of a sword formula, he slid from the end of the sword to the tip of the sword. The chilling sword spirit made him feel with emotion.

"What a quasi divine treasure, it's really a peerless sword!"

As soon as ye Chen's voice fell, a strange red light appeared in his eyes. When he waved his arm, the flying sword was like a living thing in his hand, spinning and flying. Countless dark red sword marks were scratched in the void, and the wind and clouds were surging.

The whirlwind suddenly rose, and all the people around were forced to retreat, and the sword spirit was rampant, and the already riddled ground was once again cut with deep sword marks.

The strange red light in Ye Chen's eyes became more and more powerful, and the sword danced faster. He jumped forward and chopped down from the sky. A huge dark red sword came out and went up the stream. He cut all the streams along the road into two sections, separating the two sides.

This sword Qi is almost as good as the sword light that ye Chen wields with the divine treasure broken blade.

Ye Chen cuts out a sword and falls on the ground without any action. His pupil shows two colors of light, one dark red and one dark.

No one else knew what he was facing at the moment. A voice was ringing in his mind.

"This sword is yours, it belongs to you only!"

"I am Chiyou demon king, this sword has chosen you, my strength also belongs to you!"

"Pick it up, kill, kill all the living things you can see!"

From time to time, ye Chen's violent spirit dissipated for a moment, but then it rose again.

The people of Longchu River were puzzled in the distance, but they didn't dare to get close. When ye Chen just waved his flying sword, the spirit of the sword was vertical and horizontal. No one dared to approach within a hundred Zhang around him.

"Kill, kill, kill them all, you are the king of the world, the master of the world!"

The voice in Ye Chen's brain is constantly luring him to lead him to the devil's way. Once he loses his mind, there will be a supreme demon in the world, who will pursue the king of apes and demons, and blood will infect the whole world.The two colors in the pupil of leaf dust are changing more and more frequently, and the momentum of its body is sometimes violent and sometimes quiet. The battle between the two has reached a white hot stage.

Just then he closed his eyes.

"Just a ghost of a demon king, who is trying to manipulate me?"

A sense of cool and warm, from its four limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and then converged into a clear stream, directly into the mind, and merged into a powerful divine consciousness.

"Go away!"

His consciousness converged, and the nine gods roared behind him and let out a roar. The magic sound that lured him dissipated in an instant, the killing spirit on the flying sword shrank instantly, and the murderous spirit disappeared without a trace.

After a few seconds, ye Chen opened his eyes, the dark red in the pupil had already disappeared, only the ink color remained.

"Hum!" Ye Chen grinned and looked at the Xianbao flying sword in his hand. He disdained to say, "you are just a sword. Although you have the spirit of the sword, it is a dream to control me!"

"Ye is the only one in the world. You don't need anyone to tell me, let alone control?"

At this time, if you look at this flying sword, it looks like a obedient and obedient child. It is quiet in Ye Chen's hand and exudes a little tenderness and affinity. It is extremely gentle.

The simple sword is inserted in the distance of Zhang Xu in front of Ye Chen's body. It vibrates gently and makes a joyful sound.

Long Chu River's heart is dignified to the extreme. Ye Chen's strong interest in this sword is already obvious.

If frost leaf Zhenxian wanted this sword, he would not have any mind to hinder it. The sword was originally made by someone else's uncle. Let alone, since ancient times, the sword has been conquered by Ye Chen, so it is reasonable to belong to him.

But in this way, it's not the ordinary real immortals who offend It's the holy land of purple clouds!