This long sigh seemed as ancient as the sky, yet it was filled with deep compassion, which moved everyone.
"Whoever is playing tricks, get out!"
Chen Fei's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip in an instant, and he stretched out his long sword. On one side were the sun, the moon, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and on the other side was the ferocious and murderous ancient sword dragon.
The brilliant sunshine seemed to be absorbed by the long sword, and the rich power of the origin of heaven bloomed fiercely.
The sword that Zhao Linglong carried with her was a magical weapon. Chen Fei injected a large amount of inner star power into it and refined it into a magical weapon.
The essence of the ultimate magical weapon is comparable to that of a Jinshi - the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword!
“He really has a magical treasure, no wonder he dared to kill me without being discovered.
This is the power of the Seven-Star Sword Dragon. Is there anyone in Longze Country who can carry the legacy of Dao Zun's Seventh Divine Pillar Power?"
Ye Duqing suddenly realized that he finally understood. Could it be that the divine pillar of this generation is Princess Hongluan?
Among martial arts practitioners, only celestial beings can refine immortal treasures.
Although a cultivator of literary skills can also do it, it will take at least twenty years of hard work to refine an immortal treasure that is commensurate with his own literary status.
A cultivator of literary skills, even if he included the immortal literary treasures that he refined in an instant by offering them to the Wenxin Wengong before his death, could only refine two or three pieces at most in his lifetime.
Is Princess Hongluan willing to sacrifice her true heritage for this Ximen Huxue?
It is also said that Princess Hongluan is the perfect divine pillar force, has achieved the appearance of a celestial being, possesses celestial characteristics, and can be refined without any cost?
The sound of footsteps gradually increased.
A mysterious figure shrouded in mist walked slowly towards them, holding a glass fairy lantern in his hand.
This fairy lamp, with its white jade lampshade shaped like a lotus, cleanses the mundane world.
A red candle is lit in the fairy lamp, and the brilliant golden flame of the glass illuminates all directions, just like the loving Virgin Mary lighting the way forward for the wanderers away from home.
The clear chanting of Sanskrit illuminates Ye Duqing's heart.
“The mortal world is like a prison, all living beings suffer. Burn my remaining body with the blazing holy fire.
What joy is there in life, and what pain is there in death? Joy, sorrow, and happiness all return to dust.
Have pity on us, the people of this world, for we have so many worries, the Mother of No Birth, the Empty Homeland!
Ye Duqing looked at the fairy lamp and felt that it was getting brighter and brighter. The light occupied all directions and the vast universe.
Buzz!
A dragon-like sword cry and a ray of sword light allowed Ye Duqing to suddenly break free from the illusion of being infected by the charm of the white lotus and golden lamp.
Among the wills that contain divine charm, only the true meaning is harmless and can bring enlightenment to mortals who have not yet practiced. Once digested, they can also bring benefits.
Most of the other wills are offensive and killing moves.
The next moment, Ye Duqing saw a ray of extremely bright sword light occupying his field of vision.
How beautiful it is, yet how dangerous it is.
Ye Duqing only felt that the whole world seemed to be undergoing subtle changes.
Suddenly, a sword appears, like a fairy from the sky!
"Mystical killing move? It's actually a magical killing move?"
Ye Duqing was deeply shocked. He felt that as a warrior of the eighth level of physical body, facing Ximen Huxue's move, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.
Although the long sword in Ximen Huxue's hand is essentially of the Jinshi level, it can only withstand Jinshi-level battles without being damaged.
In a real battle, it all depends on your cultivation and moves. Let alone a top-grade magic weapon, even if you have a peerless divine weapon, you will be powerless if your cultivation is not high enough.
bite!
The sword light dissipated, and the figure of Ximen Huxue, who was fighting with his sword selflessly, emerged, his body shaking violently.
Ye Duqing saw the mysterious man shrouded in white mist stretching out a finger as white as jade, which seemed to have infinite magical power.
The finger lightly tapped the tip of the long sword.
Ye Duqing was stunned. The long sword of the Jinshi Sect couldn't hurt his body at all?
Is this person a Jinshi-level expert who specializes in hard and external skills, or does he also carry precious weapons and magical treasures in his hands?
Ximen Huxue is only a scholar-level warrior, holding magical weapons and immortal treasures, and has combat power close to that of a peak scholar.
But compared to this person, it is far worse!
"If Ximen Huxue is willing to give me the antidote, maybe we can join forces..."
The finger flashed slightly, and the sword broke into two pieces with a snap. Ximen Huxue spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards into the house.
Click, click!
The red candle in the fairy lamp held by the mysterious man's finger burned rapidly, and the lampshade made a crisp sound, as if it could not withstand the force of this finger.
Ye Duqing felt as if a bucket of ice water was poured on his head, and his back felt cold.
"God...mysterious realm?"
Ye Duqing knew that although magical weapon-level fairy treasures could also suppress the luck of powerful people in the magical realm, they could also prevent detection.
However, if one uses the power beyond the physical body's secret realm, he will not be able to suppress his luck and will be discovered.
Although the fairy lamp in the mysterious man's hand cannot last forever and is consumable, even a saintly family like the Ye family can only produce seven or eight pieces a year at most.
It takes decades of refinement to solidify and last a consumable weapon.
As soon as this mysterious man made a move, the red candle was consumed rapidly. The answer was too obvious.
Supernatural powers! The person in front of him was actually a top-notch expert in the Divine Realm at the level of a Grand Scholar.
The broken sword was dim and the original power of the Heavenly Dao within it was swallowed up by the fairy lamp.
Although Ye Duqing couldn't see it, he could sense that Ximen Huxue's breath was rapidly weakening, like a dying candle.
"Ah! The world is filthy again!"
The mysterious man's voice sounded like that of a man or a woman, old or young, male or female, and was filled with compassion, as if he were treating all the people in the world as his king and father, and loving all living beings.
Madman, where did this evil cult come from... Ye Duqing felt cold in his heart and his face turned pale.
"Ye Duqing, descendant of the Blood God, are you willing to join our White Lotus Holy Sect and embrace the Mother of No Birth, the homeland of Zhenkong?"
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