Chapter 346

"Boundless map!"

On the vast ice crystal Jedi, a soft drink rang through. When I heard the reputation, there was no one. It was cold and empty. It was really strange.

A little later, a figure slowly emerged from the ground. Looking closely, it was Xiao Yihan.

"Under the boundless map, there is no boundary." Xiao Yihan smiled with a slight fist.

After a few days of cultivation, Xiao Yihan can now quietly use the boundless map. As the top skill of the holy level, the boundless map did not disappoint Xiao Yihan. Although there are many super attack means, as a Taoist art of concealment and escape, the boundless map is almost perfect because it can hide the breath.

A roar came from a distance, interrupting Xiao Yihan's thoughts. Xiao Yihan smelled the reputation, and a happy look appeared on his face.

"It's an old man. It seems that it's going to break through too." Xiao Yi chuckled and hurried to the ice crystal palace.

This is the first time that the elegy of God has moved since the soul breaking domain came out. Xiao Yihan's inner excitement can be imagined.

In the desolate and silent Ice Crystal Palace, the elegy of God is directly inserted on the ground. The red and black light around me is fluctuating, and there is a faint roar. It's like being accused of trying to break the cage with the demon king under Jiuyou.

On the blade, the Sanskrit flickers, the skeleton pattern looms, and the gloomy smell of terror makes the already cold ice crystal palace even more frightening. Standing here, people can't help feeling creepy.

Xiao Yihan stared at the elegy of God quietly, his breath was a little short, his fists were slightly clenched, and it could be seen that he was also in some mood at the moment.

After a long time, a loud sword chant rang through, making Xiao Yihan's nerves tense in an instant, and a touch of worry filled his pupils.

Looking along Xiao Yihan's eyes, I saw layers of fine blood beads on the sword of God's Elegy, with a fishy smell, crystal and viscous, which is no different from human blood.

At the moment, God's Elegy seems to be suffering from some pain. The sword body trembles slightly and shows a sense of desolation.

Xiao Yihan took a deep breath, slowly walked into the elegy of God, slightly grinned and said: "old man, you have helped me so much, I should help you."

It seemed to hear Xiao Yihan's words. The sad song of God trembled slightly, and the sword body was slightly stunned.

"Connect!"

Xiao Yihan gave a low roar. With a flash of Taoist light, a deep hole appeared in his wrist. The gurgling hot blood spilled directly on the sword, causing bursts of pride.

Soon, the trembling sword body of God's Elegy gradually subsided, the skeleton pattern dissipated, and the breath became deeper and deeper.

Time passed slowly. After about a cup of tea, the breath of God's Elegy gradually stabilized, and there was a flicker of gold.

Seeing this, Xiao Yihan stopped the wound on his wrist, looked deeply at the sad song in his eyes, sat cross legged and hurriedly swallowed a pill.

At the moment, his face was very pale and his breath was weak. He must restore his blood as soon as possible. Since the elegy of God was all right, he was relieved.

What Xiao Yihan didn't know was that after he began to recover his life, less than half a column of incense, a figure suddenly appeared in the ice crystal palace.

The visitor is Beihan Xianjun.

"What's this boy doing? His breath is so weak?" he looked at Xiao Yihan and said to himself.

There are few people in ice crystal Jedi. Xiao Yihan cultivates here alone without being disturbed and attacked by demons. At the moment, he lacks Qi and blood. It is reasonable for Beihan Xianjun to be so confused.

Finally, Beihan Xianjun's eyes were attracted by God's elegy. Looking at the shining sword body, Beihan Xianjun's pupils were full of shock and said secretly: this magic weapon is really extraordinary. I really don't know how the smelly boy got it.

Time was in a hurry. I don't know how long it took. A loud sword chant suddenly I rang through. Hearing the sound, Xiao Yihan suddenly woke up.

I saw that the elegy of God at the moment floated quietly in the air. The sound of Zhou Sheng and the Holy Light lingered in the air, showing a supreme domineering spirit, as if the whole world was centered on it. Bursts of sword chanting continued to ring, and the sound was full of unspeakable excitement.

"This is... This is the breath of holy rank divine soldiers!" Bei Han Xianjun shook his fists slightly and exclaimed in disbelief.

Holy order magic soldiers, which are like Phoenix hair edges and corners in the fairy world, can only be held in the hands of major domain masters, and those holy order magic soldiers are only the inferior of the holy order. Only a holy order middle-class magic weapon appeared only once thousands of years ago, and never appeared again. That holy order middle-class magic weapon is held by Bi Xiu, a legendary figure in the fairy world for thousands of years.

Xiao Yihan didn't know what Beihan Xianjun was thinking. Seeing the perfect breakthrough of God's Elegy and the soaring breath, he got up and welcomed the past.

He just lacks Qi and blood. At the moment, his injury has basically recovered.

It seems to be aware of Xiao Yihan's call. The sad song of God converges and slowly falls into Xiao Yihan's hands. It is no different from before.

"Hey, hey, the old man is heavier again." Xiao Yihan grinned as he bumped the sad song of God in his hand.

He felt that the elegy of God at the moment was like reborn. The faint breath was as deep as the sea. In a trance, he felt that he could tear the earth with a sword.

The more you think about it, the more itchy you feel. Gently licking the corners of your mouth, Xiao Yihan's pupils are full of eager color.

"Old man, release your wildness!"

With a low roar, Xiao Yihan waved his sword and cleaved to the ground. He didn't notice the green and black North Korean fairyland in the distance.

Hearing Xiao Yihan's call, the sad song of God, the blood light flickered on the sword body, and there were faint signs of tearing the space.

When the blade struck the ground, the whole Ice Crystal Palace suddenly shook violently. It was cold and roaring. A winding crack spread straight to both sides. With a loud crash, the whole Ice Crystal Palace suddenly turned into two pairs of ice debris.

When the ice crystal palace collapsed, Xiao Yihan was like standing in the ice crystal Jedi, feeling the breeze blowing in the face, and his face was full of comfortable color.

"I didn't expect that you would be so strong without using Taoism, old man. Who would I be afraid of in this great fairyland!" Xiao Yihan couldn't help sighing.

Seeing the power of God's Elegy, Xiao Yihan's heart was filled with endless pride. He was confident that when he waited for the throne of Immortal Emperor, he would sweep the four directions with God's elegy.

"Is it fun?"

Just when Xiao Yihan was secretly intoxicated, a slightly indifferent voice suddenly came into his ears, which immediately confused his thoughts and cooled his hot heart.

Slightly turned around and glanced at the familiar figure in the distance behind him. Xiao Yihan's face looked very stiff.

Beihan Xianjun stared at Xiao Yihan with a smile. His hands clenched tightly and made a bone explosion. Although the corners of his mouth were hooked with a smile, the smile was full of biting coldness.

Seeing this, Xiao Yihan quickly put away the elegy of God, swallowed his saliva hard, and said with a smile: "master, listen to me, this thing is not like what you see, and the situation is very complicated..."

Before Xiao Yihan finished his words, Beihan Xianjun flashed to him with an iron fist full of teacher and apprentice love. On the empty ice crystal Jedi, there were bursts of howling in the sky, which complemented the bone cold wind.