Xu An strode forward and saluted Zhou Shu, "Senior, I'm sorry, I'm rude."

As soon as he stood up, he waved his sleeves and a strong wind gushed out, like a sea of ​​rushing towards the long sword that was still shaking slightly.

"You must not underestimate this junior Xu An. The Wind Breaking Art is well used."

"Indeed, it seems ordinary, but there are seventy scattered Yuan powers in it, shaped like vortexes, conflicting with each other, overlapping and moving forward. Even if there is any obstacle, it will explode and smash the flying sword. Ordinary magic tricks can exert extraordinary effects, which is rare."

"It's better to have a full blow, this should be enough. If I were to be so close, it would be difficult for me to protect the broken sword."

"Zhou Shu said that he would not take action, but how could he protect the sword if he didn't take action? If he wanted to take action, he would slap himself in the face, hahaha..."

Several elders smiled and looked quite lustful.

Xu An did not continue with a move, and turned to Zhou Shu with a respectful expression, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Zhou Shu had no time to look at him, and he was as silent as a statue.

The spiritual consciousness quietly drifted away, and swam in the huge Chongyang Palace, looking for a place to go to Qilin Palace. I didn't want to do this, but it was a bit rude after all, but it didn't matter at this moment. As Luo Renhao said, the Chongyang Palace is indeed a big problem.

Bang!

The strong wind hit the sword.

"It's not broken yet, I'm afraid it's a scumbag! Haha!"

He was quick-mouthed and was already laughing loudly, but soon, the smile froze on his face, which was very awkward.

The huge force touched the thin smoke surrounding the sword and disappeared in an instant, like a mud cow entering the sea, with no trace left.

"How is that possible?!"

"That big Yuan power is gone. No matter what you encounter, you should have some response, right?"

"That's right, it's so strange that it's gone out of thin air. This feeling..."

"Not able to sense it at all."

Everyone was shocked and talked a lot.

The full-strength attack from the God Transformation Realm suddenly disappeared. This was really strange. With so much energy, there should be a sound even if it hits the air.

Tao Zhangjie's expression was slightly stagnant, and he looked at Ou Maochun and said, "That white smoke is very strange."

Ou Maochun just shook his head, "Yes, he actually absorbed all Xu An's Yuanli in an instant. How can such a little white smoke accommodate so much Yuanli? It's really suspicious, I have never seen it before."

The pottery chapter showed a bit of caution, "What's even more strange is that the layer of white smoke is only half an inch, but there is no trace of shaking. The sword inside is also intact. This power is really unusual."

Ou Maochun seemed to have realized something, "It should be the power of Tao that he cultivated, but he didn't know what it was. It was obviously not the sword intent. I heard that he has a lot of relationship with Cihang Sect, but this is not the power of Xuanxin. Could it be the rumored way of swallowing the heaven?"

"impossible."

Tao Zhangjie said decisively, "No matter what kind of power of Tao is limited by cultivation, there will always be limits. As long as the limit is broken, it is naturally impossible to absorb other powers."

Ou Maochun nodded, "This is, but if you want to reach the limit, you and I will take action."

The two looked at Xu An with a gray face. They were about to speak, but another monk walked out from the side, "Elder Ou, Junior Brother Xu is still a little bit short, let me get down."

The monk's ancient uniform was wearing a fiery red belt around his waist, which was quite eye-catching.

"It's Ming Lie, the Lord of Chunyang Palace."

Ou Maochun stumbled slightly and nodded, "Okay, I heard that you have conquered another strange fire recently. Please give me a demonstration to Master Zhou."

Ming Lie nodded and thanked him. He walked to Zhou Shu, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "Zhou Master Zhou, what you said should be without restricting the use of magic weapons, right?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Zhou Shu glanced at him lightly, then turned around, and continued to be silent as if it were like a picture.

He was studying the Chongyang Palace and had no time to look around.

Most of the formations in the Chongyang Palace use strange fire as the array eye, but they are rare, which brings him some deduction trouble, but it is nothing.

"The sect leader is so arrogant."

Ming Lie hummed lowly, with a lot of dissatisfaction on his face, and slowly untied the belt around his waist.

As soon as it was unfolded, the belt was completely surrounded by the sudden flames. When sparks flew everywhere. I looked at it carefully and the flames were solid and divided into five colors, including blue, white, red, purple and black. The flames of various colors were mixed together, but they were clear and distinct, which was really special.

Everyone immediately opened their eyes wide and exclaimed in unison.

"Ah, there is actually another color, and there are five seventh-level alien fires!"

"Ming Lie practiced hard for a hundred years and finally achieved something. He integrated the fifth alien fire into it. Now this Five Fire God Whip is worthy of his name."

"Five seventh-level alien fires, interact and integrate and promote each other, can exert the power of the alien fire several times or even dozens of times, and almost everything is melted. Whether it is Yuanli or Sword Intent, even the best magic weapon cannot hold on."

"I am worthy of being the Lord of the Pure Yang Palace. Since the Five Fire God Whip is completed, the Heavenly Dao dares not deceive him. In the future, I am afraid that Yi Ruo will turn his hand around."

"With his strength, he can get through the tribulation long ago, because he has to refine magic weapons, he has not integrated."

The Five Fire God Whip, one of the ultimate magic weapons of Chongyang Palace, is a magic weapon that many Chongyang Palace disciples strive to pursue, but there are very few successful people. It is naturally extremely difficult to merge five seventh-level strange fires of different properties into one magic weapon, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. Moreover, this kind of magic weapon can only be effective if it melts five kinds of strange fires in the realm of Transformation of Gods. Once you overcome the disaster, even if you succeed, your power will be much less.

Tao Zhangjie's face tightened, "I didn't expect Ming Lie to be refined."

"Fortunately, I didn't treat him as a disciple just now, otherwise I would have made enemies," Ou Maochun showed a hint of gratitude and secretly sent a message, "He has been deliberately disagreeing just for the sake of the Five Fire God Whip. Now he has finally succeeded. I am afraid that his cultivation will improve all the way."

"yes."

Tao Zhangjie nodded, with only a smile on the corner of his mouth, "We don't need to take action in this way. The five different fire powers in the Five Fire God Whip, coupled with the use of Ming Lie, could not resist the white smoke. Not only the flying sword, but even his divine thoughts would be dispersed. Very good, very good."

Ou Maochun smiled slightly and said with relief, "Minglie is also practicing the Chongyang Fire Archive. His achievements in the Chongyang Fire Path are not inferior to you and me. I believe that the power of the Tao will not be worse than Zhou Shu, so I can really rest assured."

"Occursed!"

Ming Lie turned to the flying sword, and his momentum came out loud. His clothes were swelling, and the wind blew up. The Five Fire God Whip in his hand turned into a fire dragon and rolled towards the flying sword.

Before the sword body was reached, the fire dragon opened its mouth, and five-colored flames gathered into a stream, immediately wrapping the flying swords.

The hissing sound came, bursts of time.

"This sword is probably gone so much that it's gone..."

"Minglie is also irritable. Why not use a slaughter to kill a chicken? It's too strong, and he won't save any face."

"Hmph, our Chongyang Palace is already very strong. If you dare to come to us to make trouble, of course you have to go back in a mess."

Everyone smiled with their hands, only to feel that they were sure of victory.
Chapter completed!