Chapter 1050 It’s no pity to distribute treasures, it’s hard to give up one sword

When he arrived at the nine-story pagoda, the dragon and elephant suppressed their heads and minds, suppressing them on the tower!

Qian Chen jumped gently, his belt was in the wind, and his white robe was floating like a piece of paper, falling down flutteringly.

On the back of the demon elephant, sit on the top of the golden tower...

The demonic elephant bone is composed of the twelve Yuanchen white bones and the strong gods and demons, and each of the twenty-four ribs is the Yuanchen white bone demon;

The body is a billions of insects, and every muscle is a tens of thousands of insects hugged together, which can be transformed into an immortal demon body of tens of insects at any time;

The four elephant legs are the four extreme gods and demons;

The elephant tail swung like a poisonous python, and the snake in the underworld was extremely vicious, and it was the most poisonous beast in the Nine Netherworlds;

Carrying a black mountain on his back, he suppressed a hell underneath, and countless evil spirits of evil ghosts were wailing in hell! The five ghost emperors in the five directions suppressed each side and jointly forged the emperor of the Black Mountain Ghost Emperor!

The five internal organs are the five magic beasts of anger, greed, ignorance, lust and laziness;

Blood is the soul refining blood demon...

But once Qian Chen sat on it, he was light and not even a human being, but just a shadow that was drawn.

The Bloody Old Demon felt countless demons and countless immortal demons all over his body.

After refining between physical and physical, invisible and physical, the most sinister and unruly, is that the demons who can only restrain themselves by the changes in the soul, and are instantly stable.

Even the ten levels of hell have calmed down.

The demonic heart, which is always filled with the obsession and desire of the demonic path, has also been calmed down for a long time.

The blood became more and more kind-hearted, as if he was as gentle as an elephant...

Such people are either Buddhas or great demons!

At this moment, even the Snow Mountain Master who was suppressed in the golden tower was quiet.

Because the ivory long swords nailed to his two pipa bones seemed to be trembling slightly, as if they were about to fly up and fall into someone's hand, and then cut out endless changes and surpass everything...

He could not imagine that the nine layers of pagodas could be so majestic, just like the Nine Heavens!

The figure sat at the highest point in the heavens, leaning against the back of a giant elephant and raised his head.

Qian Chen waved his hand and a big umbrella was opened in the sky to cover the sky and the sun.

It was pitch black under the umbrella, as if the night was kept inside!

I don't know how big this umbrella is.

Even the Qinglong Temple underground is as small as a small stone, and even with Cui Dan and Bukong's eyes, they cannot see the edges.

As Qian Chen stretched out his hand, the big umbrella covering the sky quickly shrank and fell into his hands.

It was still the paper umbrella in the plum rain in Jiangnan, with green and oily paper rubbing the very smooth wooden handle.

The Tianluo Umbrella has become the real Tianluo Umbrella.

Qian Chen was thinking about this magic weapon he once loved very much.

Even after it was destroyed by the Dragon Clan, it took advantage of the opportunity to open up the Sichen Realm to gather the clear and turbidity, cover the day and night, and repair it.

But Qian Chen is no longer the young Qi training monk of the past, and this umbrella can no longer cover him!

A plucking string is like cracking silk...

The slender fingers picked up the strings of the piano, and the thunder sounded slightly, and the rolling thunder came from the sky and rang out into the world.

Cui Dan raised his head, but saw that there was no cloud.

Looking back suddenly, it was a guqin on Qian Chen's knee, Fuxi style, with scorch marks on his tail.

The essence of this red fire tung wood, combined with a hundred-year-old ocad wood, is too crude.

Even though Qian Chen has improved several times, he is only stuck at the full level.

But Qian Chen did not regard it as a magic weapon for attack. Even with the Xiyi divine thunder, this piano can still wipe out the demons, but in the end it is still the power of the great magical power, not the guitar itself is of no great significance.

It’s not impossible for Qian Chen to refine this piano into a magic weapon, or even a spiritual treasure.

But then it will no longer be this great saint thunder sound!

The old sword and the old piano are reluctant to leave...

Although it is used as a scabbard more times than the piano, Qian Chen smiled and outlined his fingers slightly, wanting to play another song.

Shaoqing, but he sighed.

Even though the sound of the piano remains the same, it can no longer play the song outside the demon cave in the past.

People are indeed the happiest time when they are ignorant!

Sitting on the city tower, holding an umbrella and playing the piano, two boys behind them - one holding a piano bag, the other carrying a Tianluo umbrella, and then sang a poem called "The Crown Sword"...

It's a good thing!

Qian Chen held the strings and stopped his memories.

With a finger, Huntian Qingluo Umbrella swirled out, drawing a curve in the air, and then ran towards the jumping Jin Boy.

The silver boy next to him was not as high as it was, so he reached out to pull it.

Jin Tongzi hugged the umbrella, and did not be polite to it, and went up to fight...

The second pig arched for a long time, and no one could do anything to each other. Jin Tongzi then opened her umbrella and actually took Yin Tongzi in.

"Ahem!"

Qian Chen coughed twice.

Jin Tongzi opened the umbrella and released the silver Tongzi.

As soon as they opened and closed, there seemed to be a sky at the bottom of the umbrella. As soon as it opened, it took the silver boy below it.

Then as soon as I closed it, there was thunder rolling in the umbrella.

When the silver boy fell out, he seemed to be plowed by thunder. The new one was shining, dizzy, and he couldn't stand firmly on the ground.

"This umbrella is my old thing, please hold it for me..."

Qian Chen glared at Jin Tongzi and said, "This umbrella is still refined by the Qinggang of Huntian! But I have gathered thirty-six heavenly gyruses and seventy-two earthly evil spirits, and condensed thirty-six layers of atmosphere for one day."

"Then I put that day away and the night, and then I refined this umbrella!"

"There are also ninth layer of Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder. Once it is included in it, not to mention the refining of day and night, the Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder is constantly slashing, and no one can resist its refining below the soul!"

When Jin Tongzi heard this, his eyes lit up and he hugged Tianluo Umbrella tightly.

Its little head is connected, and the mouth only says: "Yeah..."

Qian Chen held up the Great Saint Lei Yin Qin, listened to the strings and whispered, and finally waved his sleeves and sent it down.

Yin Tongzi hugged the Great Saint Lei Yinqin, immediately pulled the strings, aiming them at Jin Tongzi like a bow.

Before the thunder sound was heard on the string, Qian Chen had already slapped it and beat it three times.

As soon as he pressed the piano, Qian Chenleng said: "If you ruin my piano again, I will hang you up and play Xiyi divine thunder for three consecutive days..."

The Yin Boy nodded in panic.

"By the way!"

Qian Chen pulled out his sword with his back, rubbed the blade of the magic weapon, and said, "Regularly speaking, the magic weapon is not as good as a magic weapon, but also has the difference in restrictions. He only fights with the material and the fostering master. I can use this knife now!"

"However, my sword's way of progress is not from the way, nor from the will, but from the heart!"

"The sword that Taishang Zhanqing is the sword path I saw, and the peak of the sword path is hard to surpass."

"It's a waste for me to keep this knife..."

As he said that, Qian Chen threw the knife with his backhand, turned into a silver ice soul, and put it into the Great Saint Lei Yin piano.

At this moment, Yin Tongzi was eager to try it, and wanted to give Jin Tongzi a backhand.

But when I think of Qian Chen's threat, I was extinguished.

"Not for you!"

Qian Chen said seriously at it: "You can bring this knife first, and give it to her when you see Junior Sister Ning."

After saying that, he slowly pulled out the lovely sword from his sleeve.

A silver light flowed slowly between my fingers...

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Tianluo Umbrella opened to cover the world, with nine levels of thunder and nine kinds of divine thunder raging.

Qian Chen threw the long sword with his own hands, and the sword light penetrated through the nine heavens, like a dragon raising his head, and the sky was moving. Then the Tianluo umbrella converged, without any sharp edges, and hid the sword in the handle of the umbrella.

"The same is true for the love sword. Let's leave it to Junior Sister Si in the future!"

The boy Jin and Yin obediently carried the umbrella and zither behind him.

However, the little monster, the ear canal god, started to rush to Qian Chen to gesture.

"What, you ask Senior Brother Yan?"
To be continued...