Mortals cultivating immortals and encountering strange encounters with immortals

Qin Wanfeng was shocked, but at this moment, he discovered that a five-inch long rusty sword flew out from among the densely packed rusty swords next to the giant sword.

Suddenly, on the way that the rusty sword flew towards Fan Qiangqiang, it turned into a ray of white light and sank into Fan Qiangqiang's body, and then,

A wisp of white sword light that was more than ten feet high emanated from his body. In an instant, the sharp and restrained white sword light shadow appeared under him, making Fan Jianqiang at this moment both sacred and majestic, seeming to be the same as before. That elegant and generous look fits perfectly.

Qin Wanfengdao didn't pay attention to this. Instead, he turned to look at the giant sword. He saw that the giant sword, which was more than ten feet high, was rhythmically emitting waves of different colors.

And after some breath floated in the air, it fell back on the densely rusted sword beside him. The moment some breath fell on the rusty sword,

The rusty sword that was originally dull became even darker. Looking at the smoke-like atmosphere around him, Qin Wanfeng could only vaguely see a dozen vague figures sitting cross-legged around the sword pool.

Immediately, Qin Wanfeng calmed down and realized it carefully, and behind the white sword light, Fan Jianqiang's aura became richer and thicker.

And it was accompanied by an invisible aura, which was very similar to the aura floating down from the giant sword. It seemed that the aura on Fan Jianqiang's body was an extension of the giant sword.

He slowly opened his eyes confidently and calmly. The moment he opened his eyes, the fierce momentum was like two strong winds, shooting directly into the surroundings, and among the surrounding people,

Qin Wanfeng vaguely heard cold snorts, some of which were extremely deep. Seeing this, Fan Jianqiang raised his feet and walked out.

But the moment he went out, his originally confident face immediately became wretched, which was quite consistent with his familiar personality. That wretched look in his eyes caused his original image in Qin Wanfeng's heart to collapse.

And Qin Wanfeng was immersed in the breath of the giant sword floating down. Whenever there was breath floating down, Qin Wanfeng soon discovered that,

There was a huge suction force coming from the figures sitting cross-legged all around. The figure sitting opposite him was a bearded man at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Although Qin Wanfeng couldn't see his specific face clearly, the moment the giant sword breath fell from the bearded man, there were obvious cold snorts all around.

Some figures were originally eager to try, but their ferocious appearance made some people stop their efforts, and Qin Wanfeng also keenly discovered that most of the people who could carefully perceive the sword's power were just Qi Refining disciples.

A very small number of foundation-building disciples came here to comprehend the power of the sword after a few days, and most of them left. There were very few who settled down here to comprehend the power of the sword.

The moment the big man with the beard caught the sword energy shadow, the sword energy shadow suddenly disappeared. At this time, someone said;

"You are impetuous! It is not suitable to comprehend the power of the sword here, and what the power of the sword requires is perception! It is not plundering!"

"Hmph! Shut up! Do you think I care about these sword moves?"

After the words fell, he waved his big hand, and in a moment, a thick, two-foot-long giant sword appeared in his hand. He grinned and continued;

"I want to imbue my giant sword with spirit!"

After the words fell, everyone was shocked. For a moment, they showed surprised expressions. What they didn't expect was that such a rough appearance could hide such a careful heart.

Qin Wanfeng seemed to be inspired by it, so he held his breath and concentrated alone, put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, closed his eyes slightly, and began to comprehend carefully.

Time passed slowly. For some reason, Qin Wanfeng could not calm down at this time. There seemed to be always concern in his heart.

Just as he was realizing this, Qin Wanfeng suddenly couldn't help but recall the sword energy he had experienced in the incomplete Wugui Valley. That day he had fused the sword energy with the Zixiao God-killing Technique.

"Confident yet domineering! Fierce yet restrained, always hiding the edge in the sheath! Never draw the sword easily. When the sword is drawn, it can mean the difference between life and death, as well as victory or defeat!"

Qin Wanfeng couldn't help but talk to himself like this, like a monologue in his heart. It was also his own feelings that day. He was confident, but being domineering didn't seem to suit his personality.

His biggest wish in this life is to have three meals a day, to eat at sunrise and to rest at sundown! Ordinary but not ordinary, simple but not simple!

Both domineering and flamboyant, that's not who he is. He prefers to hide his edge in a sheath, like the plum blossoms blooming in winter, facing difficulties, no matter how big the difficulties are, they can't crush him!

As he was thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of his already mutilated Xuan-level spirit sword. This sword came from the foundation-building great power. After he killed it that day, he kept it in his hand. But when he entered the secret realm for the first time, Even though it was destroyed, he never threw it away. It seemed that this sword fit him quite well.

And just as Qin Wanfeng was remembering, suddenly an invisible cyan light enveloped Qin Wanfeng's entire body.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he seemed to be brought into the vast universe. In Qin Wanfeng's field of vision, he could see terrifying auras in the distance traveling back and forth in the sea of ​​stars.

Huge planets were destroyed almost instantly. Suddenly, a phantom of a giant sword tens of thousands of miles long appeared in the far distance. The moment the phantom of the giant sword appeared, the surrounding void trembled, almost the next moment. , everyone stopped what they were doing,

Immediately, the phantom of the giant sword was swung down with a domineering and wild momentum. Immediately, Qin Wanfeng's vision changed, and he was taken to a group of buildings lined with attics.

What shocked Qin Wanfeng was that this place was very similar to the attic he had seen. Looking at the buildings rising from the ground in the distance, and looking at the giant sword like Optimus Prime floating in the void,

At this moment, Qin Wanfeng's eyes were full of shock. After a moment, the scene changed and his consciousness returned to the giant sword.

Qin Wanfeng slowly opened his eyes, looked at the sword pool in front of him, and looked at the ancient aura on the giant sword that was full of vicissitudes of time.

In Qin Wanfeng's eyes, the giant sword at this moment was not a cold-blooded thing, but rather like an item forgotten in a corner.

He was once a high-spirited man with a mighty sword radiating beneath him. Everything turned into powder under his sword radiance and disappeared into the ruthless years. His master led him to conquer the world. But at this time, due to some reason, He was gradually forgotten and abandoned here,

Just like the broken sword in his hand, even though it was out of function, Qin Wanfeng never abandoned it from the beginning to the end when faced with the greatly reduced power of the spiritual sword. Although he was like an ant, he had an unyielding heart.

Just as Qin Wanfeng was realizing this, the sword in Qin Wanfeng's hand suddenly came out, as if he was attracted by some kind of force.

The originally dull sword body was absorbed by a nine-color colorful energy. The next moment, what shocked everyone present was that the rusty sword that was originally inserted under those giant swords seemed to be on a pilgrimage, and it rose crazily from the ground. Get up, and then surround the broken sword crazily,

"What's going on?"

When Qin Wanfeng was stunned by this, suddenly a ray of light like the scorching sun emitted from the broken sword, and then a ray of colorful light floated out from all the rusty swords.

The moment the colorful rays of light appeared, I was attracted by the nine-colored aura on the broken sword, and then all of them entered it,

When the colorful rays of light dissipated, what surprised everyone was that those rusty swords with terrifying auras turned into powder and dissipated in the void.

The mist surrounding them slowly dissipated at this time. At this time, everyone still looked confused.

They stared blankly at the nine-color broken sword floating in the void. The three-inch broken sword, under the blessing of the nine-colored sword, seemed to be emitting nine-colored treasure light all the time!

The next moment, before anyone could react, a jet-black aura suddenly descended from the giant sword and shot straight towards Qin Wanfeng.

That terrifying aura had the intention of killing Qin Wanfeng on the spot. Seeing this, Qin Wanfeng looked solemn and immediately wanted to escape, but he was quick, and the dark aura was faster, almost instantly. It has been wrapped,

Immediately afterwards, the void trembled crazily, and even the entire attic trembled. The next moment, a doomsday-like sound resounded in the void. The sound that resounded through the sky was centered on this place and spread to all directions.

Invisible air waves swept all around, and the terrifying barrier covering the attic was turned into powder in an instant under the invisible air waves.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Immediately, a rumble sounded, and the next moment, the attic that had stood firm under the erosion of time collapsed suddenly, and then figures flew out of the collapsed attic.

Everyone looked intently and saw a nine-color ray of light floating in the void. Above the nine-color ray of light was a seven-inch long black iron sword as black as ink.

"Then, that black iron sword can't be the rusty sword in the sword pool, right?"

"That nine-colored ray of light is what comes out of that kid!"

At this moment, everyone around him surrounded Qin Wanfeng, the nine-colored glow and the rusty sword!

As the instigator, Qin Wanfeng was still in shock. He didn't know anything about the situation, but he seemed to be able to feel the domineering and wild aura.

And the aura on the iron sword was highly overlapped, and a faint feeling condensed into a line in the void, connecting Qin Wanfeng with the iron sword and the remaining sword in his hand!

"Haha! I didn't expect that I could get such a treasure while stationed here!"

At this moment, there was a burst of joy from behind, and the words contained confidence and killing intent, and it was like a decree from the gods.

Seeing this scene, everyone made way for a passage, and then Jun'ao's figure appeared in everyone's sight, and with him were Jun'ao's followers.