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Chapter 3318 The last exercise(1/2)

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The deepest part of the Ziji Heaven and Earth Vein, after a year, the Ziji Heaven and Earth Center Essence was almost half refined by Qin Xuan.

At this moment, the eternal sword has turned into silver-gray, and there is no luster on the sword body.

Only the hilt of the sword is like a wing of a goose, with the words "Length" and "Birth" engraved on the left and right.

He used his name to warn others and never forgot them.

The Eternal Sword Spirit was still asleep, and Qin Xuan did not wake up immediately.

The previous great god pillar is now only seven inches left. These seven inches are the most exquisite thing in the Ziji Heaven and Earth Heart Essence.

It is still more than ten times stronger than what Qin Xuan has refined before.

Qin Xuan once tried it and refining a small amount of it took more than seventeen times the time it took to refine it.

What's more, it's just seven inches.

Fortunately, the Eternal Sword has been forged to the last moment.

After thousands of tempering and hundreds of refining, there is still the last refining.

This last refinement is also the final moment of the entire eternal sword-making technique.

Qin Xuan looked at Wangu Jian. This time, he pointed his finger into his lower abdomen, and then, as Qin Xuan's pupils shook, his whole body veins bulged.

I saw that a wisp of his origin was pulled out by him.

Qin Xuan fell to the eternal sword with his original book treasures.

In China, the ancients said that using blood to quench swords can make the swords spiritual.

Qin Xuan's bones and blood are all born with his origin, and he uses his origin to temper his sword.

At the same time, the Wanyou Sword suddenly shook and burst out with a loud sound of sword roar.

Without any power, countless cracks appeared on the walls around, including Ziji Tiandi ore.

This is the sword intent, and it is also the meaning of eternity, and it has reached the point of hurting people with intention.

Even though his power is not strong, even Xu Ning, who is good at swordsmanship, has never reached this level in the fairy world.

Xu Ning is extremely talented, but what he lacks is time.

On the other hand, although Qin Xuan is not good at swordsmanship, even if he has been sharpening his sword intent in the vast years, the sword intent he has cultivated over ten years is enough to shock the nine heavens and ten earths.

Qin Xuan looked at the Wangu Sword and saw a white figure rising up slowly on the sword.

He was dressed in white, and his eyebrows were three-point similar to Qin Xuan.

The young man looked at Qin Xuan and showed endless ecstasy.

"Emperor!"

The sword spirit saluted respectfully. Who would have thought that the ghost spirit in China would reach this point today?

"Cemble the sword in a centralized heart! I will train nine points, and one point will belong to you!" Qin Xuan spoke, and he looked at the sword spirit and slowly spoke.

This last refinement is also the refinement of the sword spirit. For Qin Xuan, the eternal sword is a weapon and an old friend, but for the sword spirit, it is his own.

This is also the last refinement of the Eternal Sword Forging Technique, which is handed over to the Eternal Sword Spirit.

Immediately, the Ancient Sword Spirit reacted. It nodded quickly and slowly formed a sword with the power of Qin Xuan's original source.

A purple and blue fire suddenly rose above the eternal sword.

The rough patterns on the Ancient Sword also gradually changed.

The patterns of the five states gradually emerged from the side of one sword, and the scene of the sun and the moon reincarnation is seen on the side of one sword.

This sword seemed to have become the entire world of the fairy world.

Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile. The fairy world is his hometown, and the same is true for the eternal age.

He took another wisp of the origin, which seemed to be a trace, but it was extremely thick, occupying a source of power in Qin Xuan's body.

The flames on the eternal sword are even more real.

With five refinements, Qin Xuan no longer draws the power of the original source.

He looked at the Ancient Sword and murmured softly, "Next, you will make your own choice!"

Qin Xuan's thoughts seemed to slowly pass into the mind of the eternal sword spirit.

The Wanyou Sword trembled suddenly, and finally, the sword body stood in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at Wangu Jian and couldn't help but laugh, "What don't you learn? I just learned to face the disaster like this."

Qin Xuan looked at Wangu Sword, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

But in the end, he still pointed into his lower abdomen, and then he saw in the first origin realm in Qin Xuan's body.

A branch of the dark treasure tree broke in response to the sound. The dark treasure tree seemed dissatisfied and was shaking, but was suppressed by Qin Xuan's thoughts.

"Since it is my thing, I will naturally be the main one."

Qin Xuan shouted coldly in his heart, suppressing the restlessness of the dark treasure tree.

And the branches slowly emerged and fell into Qin Xuan's palm.

The branches of the dark treasure tree slowly rise and fall onto the eternal sword.

However, the Ancient Sword was a wave, and strands of golden power surged out from the sword, as thin as silk, and wrapped around the branches of the dark treasure tree.

Then, the entire branch began to merge with the Eternal Sword.

Buzz!

The sword body of the Ancient Sword was shaking, and the entire sword body changed this time.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes changed, and from the Eternal Sword, he felt endless malice.

"Be careful in the Qingming Festival, the sword of eternality is not weaker than that of others!"

Qin Xuan shouted suddenly, and his voice was like a bell ringing, entering the eternal sword.

The Eternal Sword was shaking, Qin Xuan's pupils were also condensed, and he knew the evil thoughts in the dark treasure tree better than anyone else.

He has a mind that has been polished through endless years, but the eternal sword has never existed.

But even so, he still believed that forever could survive this disaster.

Once this disaster has passed, the dark demon who frightens the sentient beings in the nine heavens and ten earths will be fearless for him with a sword.

Whether to use the power of the dark treasure tree to carry out the next five tempers, he gave the right to choose to Wangu. Wangu did not surprise him.

The eternal sword is shaking, like a gamer in his own will and infinite evil thoughts.

This process is long and painful.

Qin Xuan was waiting silently on the side, staring at the Wangu Sword without blinking.

About six hours later, the Eternal Sword subsided.

The eternal sword spirit slowly emerged, and it seemed a little exhausted.

"Emperor, Wangu has disappointed you!" Wangu Jian whispered.

"How about disappointment?" Qin Xuan smiled softly, "There are four quenches next. If you can pass, you will be reborn as fire!"

The eyes of the Eternal Sword became firm, and then Qin Xuan took another branch of the Dark Treasure Tree.

This time, the Dark Treasure Tree was amazing and there was no movement.

Perhaps it thought that the Eternal Sword could not withstand such evil thoughts.

Not everyone Qin Changqing!

The thought of the dark treasure tree slowly came into Qin Xuan's consciousness, but Qin Xuan smiled, "It's not everyone Qin Changqing, but it's not all swords and swords that last forever!"

The second piece of the branch merged into the Eternal Sword. On the Eternal Sword, blood-like patterns lit up, and even the image of the fairy world seemed to be eroded by darkness.

The Wangu Sword was shaking, and suddenly, the Wangu Sword was no longer under control. The sword marks rose up and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at the Wangu Sword, but he didn't move a single point.

"Emperor, the remaining three refinements will be produced in one go. If you succeed, you will be successful and will be destroyed in the next generation!"

The Ancient Sword Spirit suddenly let out a roar, and the thoughts came into Qin Xuan's ears, causing Qin Xuan's eyes to shrink.

"Think again and again!" Qin Xuan spoke.

But the eternal sword spirit suddenly roared, and the sword roared throughout the world.

"The three thoughts are the same as this, please ask the Emperor

Become eternal!”

The sound of eternality came into Qin Xuan's ears after a dozen breaths.

Qin Xuan's lips and teeth moved, and finally, he left a long sigh.

This time, just by turning his palms, three branches of the dark treasure tree fell into his palm.
To be continued...
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