Chapter 1327: Associate divine treasure

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"Hey, Lao Lu and I originally thought this would be the case in my life, but I didn't expect to encounter such an arrogant Tianjiao. Comparing with him, what did those true immortals count?"
Just when Long Chuhe was feeling emotion, Ye Chen's eyes were suddenly fixed.
"boom--!"
With only one sound of explosion, the crate carrying the Xianbao Flying Sword directly exploded into countless fragments, and several dartmen beside it were unfortunately injured. The sound of Jianming sounded, and a simple long sword with a dark red body rose into the sky, and then turned into a red light, straight down.
"boom--!"
Xianbao Feijian turned into Changhong, slanting into the ground, and was standing a long distance in front of Ye Chen.
The simple dark red sword has clear lines on its body, with strange runes appearing on it. The sword handle is engraved with the patterns of ancient fierce beasts. The sword body trembles and the sword sings brightly. It seems to be venting its joy of getting out of trouble.
At the moment of the appearance of Xianbao Feijian, a monstrous grief pervaded the world, and everyone except Ye Chen changed color.
Where is this like the fairy treasure created by Yuanying Tianjun, which is basically a horror flying sword of the level of quasi-shenbao, no wonder that even the monks in the same realm like the smiling face devil are greedy?
"I felt the breath of Emperor Xuanyuan on it. What's going on?"
Ye Chen frowned and spoke coldly.
Along the side, Long Chuhe hurriedly explained: "True immortal appearance, although Brother Qin has already taken half a step in the real immortal realm, he suffers from the lack of materials. After all, there is still little time to recover the spirit of the earth. How precious is the material?"
"Lastly, Longteng can only use the fragments of Chi Youjian and inject it into the Feijian mold. This is how this quasi-divine treasure was refined. At that time, Chiyou held this sword and was killed by Xuanyuan Great Emperor. The breath of Emperor Xuanyuan."
"So it turns out."
Ye Chen nodded slightly, and he and the Xuanyuan Emperor were also quite related. If this quasi-shenbao was made of Xuanyuan sword fragments, he could not tolerate it.
Lu Huihui's eyes were locked on Ye Chen's body, and her heart was horrified. This Xianbao Flying Sword suddenly flew out and apparently had a great relationship with Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. He was far away from this immortal treasure flying sword, but he could feel the monstrous evil spirit in the sword body like a volcano will erupt. If someone can fully use the evil spirit in it, even ordinary ordinary infants, all Can be combined.
Quasi-Shenbao is no longer comparable to ordinary Xianbao. To know the huge golden gate, there is only one quasi-Shenbao.
Ye Chen stepped forward, without any hesitation, his palm directly held the hilt of Feijian. Just started, an inexplicable strange feeling spread throughout the body, it seems that this sword is tailored for him, closely connected with him.
The palm of his hand just touched the flying sword, and the body of the sword released a red light, reflecting the sky, and an unmatched sword raged open. The front row of the woods beyond the ground was actually cut off, and it seemed to be a sharp blade. Cut off.
Affected by such a horrible sword qi and devil qi, Ye Chen also suddenly appeared behind him, roaring and deafening.
Everyone around looked at each other, but the atmosphere did not dare to make a noise.
Ye Chen pulled out the flying sword, laid it in front of him, and squeezed his left hand into the shape of a sword, sliding from the end of the sword to the tip of the sword.
"A good quasi-divine treasure, it really is a peerless sword!"
Ye Chen's voice just fell, his eyes glowed with a fascinating red light, his arm was waving, this flying sword was like a living thing in his hand, spinning and flying, the sky was crossed by countless dark red sword marks, the heavens turned , The wind is raging.
The whirlwind suddenly started, and all the people around pushed back backwards. The violent sword gas raged, and the scarred ground was cut again with deep sword marks.
The strange red light in Ye Chen's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the sword danced faster. He jumped forward and slashed straight down from the sky. A huge dark red sword gas blasted out and followed the stream. The streams along the road are all cut into two sections, separating the two sides.
This sword energy was almost comparable to the sword light Ye Chen waved with Shenbao's broken blade.
Ye Chen chopped a sword and fell on the ground with no action. Two colors of light appeared in his pupils, one dark red and one black.
Others simply did not know the situation he was facing at the moment, and there was a voice in his mind.
"This sword is yours, it belongs only to you!"
"Wu Chi Chi You, this sword has chosen you, and my power belongs to you!"
"Take it, kill, and kill all living creatures you can see!"
Ye Chen's body sometimes showed violent anger, and after a while it dissipated, but after a while it would rise again.
Everyone in Long Chuhe was puzzled in the distance, but they didn't dare to approach. When Ye Chen only waved the flying sword, the sword gas was vertical and horizontal, and no one dared to approach within a hundred feet.
"Kill, kill, kill them all, you are the king of the world, the master of this world!"
There are voices in Ye Chen's brain that are tempting him and leading him into the devil's path. Once he loses his mind, a supreme demon will appear in this world, chasing after the king of ape and demon, blood stains the life.
The two colors in Ye Chen's pupils are changing more and more frequently, and the momentum on his body is sometimes violent and sometimes quiet. The battle between the two has reached the stage of fierce heat.
At this moment, he suddenly closed his eyes.
"Every devil remnant soul, trying to manipulate me?"
A sense of coolness and warmth emerged from its limbs and corpses, and then converged into a stream of clearness, reaching the mind and gathering powerful consciousness.
"roll!"
His consciousness converged, and nine gods roared behind him, screaming angrily. The magical sounds that lured him instantly dissipated, the killing gas on the flying sword shrank instantly, and the monstrous murderous energy disappeared without a trace.
After a few seconds, Ye Chen opened her eyes, and the dark red in her pupils had long since disappeared, except for the ink color.
"Humph!" Ye Chen grinned and looked at the Xianbao Feijian in his hand, disdainful, "You are just a sword. Although you have a sword spirit, but want to control me, it is a dream!"
"Ye Mou is a world of self, and no one needs to point fingers, let alone control?"
Look at this flying sword at this time, just like an obedient child, quiet in Ye Chen's hands, exuding a little bit of warmth and affinity, very tame.
Gu Pu's long sword was inserted in the distance of Ye Chen's body, trembling gently, making a joyful sound.
Long Chuhe's heart was solemn, and Ye Chen's strong interest in the sword was already obvious.
If Frost Leaf Zhenxian wanted this sword, he didn’t have the slightest hindrance. This sword was originally created by his uncle. Not to mention, since the ancient artifact has a virtue, this sword has been conquered by Ye Chen, and it is reasonable to belong to him. should.
But in this way, the offense is not the ordinary true fairy system... but the horrible purple cloud holy place!
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