In a valley thousands of miles away from Mount Xumi, four figures appeared. They were Chu Yaoyue and his party.
This moment.
Tang Qingxuan leaned against an ancient tree, blood was not flowing out of her mouth. There was a sword wound on her chest, and the blood stains dyed her white clothes red, which looked very eye-catching.
Her face was pale and somewhat sickly, and she said in a low voice: "Ye Changsheng, you destroyed my body-protecting divine weapon and hurt me so badly. I will remember this grudge."
At this point, she paused and continued, "Brother Yu, let's return to the Ancient Demon Clan to retreat. The next time I meet Ye Changsheng, I will kill him."
Yu Linchen said: "Ye Changsheng is indeed very strong, and no one in the younger generation can compare to him. If we don't work hard to improve, we may not even be qualified to be his opponent in the future."
"Brother Chu, let's say goodbye now."
Chu Yaoyue watched the two of them leave, narrowing her eyes slightly, "Brother, I actually have an idea."
Chu Tiange shook his head, "I know what you are thinking. The two of them cannot be killed. We, the Rakshasa tribe, need allies."
Chu Yaoyue shook her head and said with some disappointment: "If that's the case, then forget it, let's go back."
"This time when I return to the clan, I will enter the Great Luo Jedi. I will not come out until I defeat the God King."
Chu Tiange said: "With your aptitude, three years at most is enough for you to break through to the Divine King Realm."
Chu Yaoyue said solemnly, "Brother, our opponent is Ye Changsheng. A mere God King can't do anything to him."
As the words fell, the two figures turned into sharp lights, suddenly soared into the air, and disappeared at the top of the void.
The other side.
Under the leadership of Ye Xiaoqi, Ye Changsheng walked towards the top of Mount Xumi. As he walked along, he was extremely shocked.
I can’t believe that such a fairy mountain, standing between heaven and earth, has no one able to discover its existence.
The Sumeru Formation that Ye Xiaoqi mentioned was so powerful that it could cover up all auras.
On top of the mountain.
Ye Changsheng appeared, looking at the nine-colored spiritual energy rising in front of him, "Xiao Qi, is this the Nine-Colored Heavenly Lake?"
Ye Xiaoqi nodded, "Master, this is the Nine-Colored Heavenly Pond. The water in the pond contains nine properties. If the master can integrate these properties into the sword path, the master's sword path can make a great leap forward."
"Nine attributes?" Ye Changsheng said in a deep voice, "Xiao Qi, these nine attributes are the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, plus darkness and light, so it should be seven."
Ye Xiaoqi was shocked and said, "I didn't expect the master to see seven attributes at a glance, and there are two more attributes, namely wind and thunder."
Ye Changsheng nodded, "No wonder, no wonder!"
Ye Xiaoqi added: "Master, adding the nine attributes to the sword art can enhance the master's sword art in attack, speed, strength, artistic conception and many other aspects."
"Xiao Qi, do you mean that you want me to enter the Nine-Colored Sky Lake and absorb these attribute powers?" Ye Changsheng asked in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, before Ye Xiaoqi could even open his mouth, Yan Chiyu on his shoulder plunged into the Nine-Colored Sky Lake.
Ye Xiaoqi said quickly: "Master, it is too reckless. The attribute power in the Nine-Colored Sky Lake is very strong. If you enter it suddenly, you will be destroyed by the attribute power."
Ye Changsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Xiao Qi, don't worry, he won't die."
Yan Chiyu is very cunning. If there is danger, do you think he would rush in so quickly? There was a breath that had been calling him before. It should be the spiritual energy of the Nine-Colored Heavenly Lake.
At this time.
Yan Chiyu flapped his wings in the Nine-Colored Sky Lake, looking very happy, "Young Master, come on, come down and play!"
Ye Changsheng really didn't want to listen to Yan Chiyu talking. Every word he said seemed like driving a car.
Ye Xiaoqi said: "Master, please enter. When you have completely integrated the nine attributes into the sword art, we can leave the Nine-Colored Heavenly Lake."
At this point, it paused and continued, "Master, the key to integrating the power of attributes is to comprehend the mysteries of the attributes."
Ye Changsheng nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Qi, I understand."
The next moment, Ye Xiaoqi entered the Nine-Colored Sky Lake with the Purple Yang Divine Tower, and Ye Changsheng was the only one left on the shore.
Just as he was about to enter the Nine-Colored Sky Lake, two huge whirlpools appeared and entangled Ye Xiaoqi and Yan Chiyu.
How come there are so many ancient swords? And nine-colored phoenixes, what's going on?
Yan Chiyu said: "Young Master, it is the breath of the Nine-Colored Phoenix that summoned me. When I merge its spirit and soul, who in heaven and earth, in the eternal universe, will I be afraid of?"
Ye Changsheng said: "I wish you good luck."
The next second, Yan Chiyu's scream was heard, "Stop it, it hurts, we are all divine beasts, you can't take over my body, you can't do this to me!"
"Don't go in there, it hurts!"
Ye Changsheng shook his head, took a step forward, his figure hovered above the Nine-Colored Sky Lake, and then slowly fell down.
The moment he entered the Tianchi Lake, a huge whirlpool swallowed him up, and the roar of a dragon resounded through the top of the nine heavens.
It’s not that Ye Changsheng is not worried about Yan Chiyu, but he believes that Yan Chiyu can definitely survive this disaster.
I believe sometimes it is that simple.
If Yan Chiyu was really in danger, he would have asked Ye Changsheng for help long ago. There was only one reason why he shouted so loudly - to show off.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Ye Changsheng had guessed what would happen next. Yan Chiyu successfully merged with the Nine-Colored Phoenix Spirit, and would definitely tell him how difficult his life was.
As the originator of the pretentious world, Ye Changsheng knew exactly what Yan Chiyu wanted to do.
This moment.
Inside the Nine-Colored Heavenly Lake.
The three whirlpools collided with each other. Ye Changsheng sat upright in the whirlpool, not in a hurry to absorb the nine-colored spiritual energy.
He focused his mind and began to feel the nine attributes around him. For a moment, he seemed to be out of his body and in a strange space.
Wind represents speed.
Gold represents attack.
Wood represents vitality.
Water represents form.
Earth represents strength.
In less than an hour, Ye Changsheng understood everything represented by the nine attributes, so the question arises.
How can we integrate the nine attributes into the sword path? Xumi knows no years, and cultivation knows no time.
Ye Changsheng, Yan Chiyu, and Ye Xiaoqi have been practicing in the Nine-Colored Sky Lake for two years.
As the sword energy soared into the sky and the phoenix roared in the sky, Ye Xiaoqi and Yan Chiyu woke up. They hovered above the Nine-Colored Sky Lake, their eyes all fell on Ye Changsheng.
This moment.
Nine sword lights appeared around Ye Changsheng's figure, in different colors. The nine sword lights shot straight into the sky, like nine pillars of heaven.
Ye Xiaoqi said, "I understand. The master is indeed a genius unrivaled in history. He has integrated all nine attributes into the sword art."
"horrible."
“It’s terrible.”
Yan Chiyu was shocked and said, "It's only been two years since we came here. The young master is only seventeen years old, but he is so strong."
Having said this, he paused and continued: "Fortunately, I am a little bit stronger than the young master, otherwise I would be bullied by him again."
Just at this moment.
An extremely strange scene happened, Yan Chiyu and Ye Xiaoqi hurriedly left from above the Nine-Colored Sky Lake.
"Master, what are you doing?"
"Young Master, can you please stop being so perverted?" Yan Chiyu's voice trembled slightly. "I always felt out of tune with other people because I was too perverted. Until I met the young master, he was the real pervert!"