When he looked at the soldier in his hand, he was simple and restrained in his strength. When he fell into Zhang Yifeng's hand, waves of Taoist rhymes led Zhang Yifeng's magic power and turned into a gray-white sword sheath to wrap the Taoist soldiers.
The whole sword looked like a long sword made by a country blacksmith, without any magic at all.
"this......"
Qing Yurou had not yet walked out of the shock of the sixteen demon saints being wiped out by the three immortal emperors of the Demon Slaying Sect, but saw the Taoist soldier in Zhang Yifeng's hand, and his beautiful eyes were once again shocked.
"Is this sword yours?"
"Last time I solved the reward for the evil spirits of that dream, the three immortal emperors helped me re-train it."
"This soldier..."
After a long time, Qing Yurou murmured: "So strong."
"Um?"
Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and dispersed the gray-white sword sheath. He slashed it casually, but saw the space in front of him, and a crack was immediately cut by the sword edge.
This is not a space crack, but a complete crack. The sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand swallowed the space in front of him.
The hollow in front of me was like a hole in the world.
Zhang Yifeng felt something in his palm. He sensed it with his spiritual sense that it was the space that the sword edge had just passed.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng was shocked.
This is more than just strength?
"Dao soldiers, are they actually weapons with such abilities?"
Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the sword edge in his hand. After a long time, he turned into a gray-white sword sheath with the power of the great way, wrapping the sword edge.
The next moment, the space in the palm of his palm that was swallowed by the sword edge also returned to the position he should have been, as Zhang Yifeng moved.
"What's your name?"
"I haven't named it yet."
"Such a powerful Taoist soldier must have a loud name!"
Qing Yurou waved her arm, her face full of excitement.
The birth of Taoist soldiers cannot be created in just a few words.
The Immortal Emperor cannot build a Taoist warrior. He can only use taboo treasures from various places to merge with each other, combine them with taboo melting furnaces to melt all phases to create a Taoist embryo.
The sword edge in Zhang Yifeng's hand at this time was a Taoist embryo, but even if it was just a Taoist embryo, the supreme Taoist was not yet perfect, and it already had such powerful power, let alone what would happen in the future.
Looking around, Zhang Yifeng recalled that the sixteen demon saints had just been wiped out by the sword. Si Zhuo for a moment and slowly said, "I'll call you, the sixteen demon saints, how about it?"
"Sixteen Saints of Silence? What a strange name."
Qing Yurou raised her eyebrows: "But this name is really suitable for the situation. It is a good choice to use this sword as its first battle to make it a name."
In his hand, two sword sounds came from the Sixteen Saints of Silence, and the sword body trembled, as if expressing satisfaction.
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng laughed and nodded, flipped his palm, trying to bring the Sixteen Saints of Silence into the Tengxu Pocket, but found that the two great laws of the laws repel each other and could not blend together.
"You really know nothing about these things! Dao soldiers must be kept in hand and cultivated by Taoism. Could it be that the great Dao laws you have cultivated can be collected into the space magic weapon when you don't use them?"
Qing Yurou raised her eyebrows and curled her lips.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng scratched his head embarrassedly: "Isn't this my first Taoist soldier?"
The sixteen demon saints were killed, and the sixteen demon spirits poured into Zhang Yifeng's waist card.
On the land around this circumference, there are no powerful demons, and the rest are just some demons, which is not worth worrying.
At this moment, there were only a few demon saints left on the rewards I received, but they were not solved yet.
"Now with the blessings of these sixteen Saints of Silence, I have faith."
Qing Yurou patted her chest, and a look of joy appeared on her face.
The Taoist soldiers were also divided into strengths and weaknesses. Although there was no obvious class division, Qing Yurou could see that the Sixteen Saints in Zhang Yifeng's hand was much stronger than her Swallowing Puddle.
With the blessing of the Taoist soldiers, even the task of tying the three demon saints to unite with the reward is naturally no problem.
Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows: "But this soldier..."
"What's wrong?"
“Too strong.”
Just now, he used the Sixteen Saints of Silence to slash the space, and even without using any magic, the magic power in his body was reduced to support the space where he was taking over.
According to Zhang Yifeng's calculations, if he uses this Taoist soldier with all his strength, he will be his limit if he draws out ten swords in a row.
Once the use of the Sky-Slaying Sword and the God-Slaying Sword in the Immortal Lord Realm was no longer at all pressure, but now Zhang Yifeng cannot operate freely in the Sixteen Saints of Silent.
"I'm afraid that only by truly entering the realm of the Immortal Saint can we initially master this divine weapon."
Zhang Yifeng thought so, and the two set off and headed towards the other places recorded on the reward.
Not long after the two left, countless immortal cultivators descended here. These people were all demon-slaying envoys who followed Zhang Yifeng, the strongest of which was the Great Perfection of the Immortal.
Their plan was to kill the two of them together when Zhang Yifeng and the Demon Saint were both defeated.
There is an unwritten rule in the Demon Slaying Sect. As long as you can take away someone else's waist card, whether it is the Demon Slaying Envoy, the disciple, or the elder of the Peak Lord, as long as you can take away the waist card, it will be
The identity on the waist card will also become the possessor of himself.
All the elders of the Zhongfeng of the Demon Slaying Sect are at the Immortal Saint realm, so these monks in the Immortal Saint realm are naturally unavailable.
But Zhang Yifeng is just an immortal master. Even if he breaks the record of the Demon-Slaying Sect, he cannot shock their greed.
But the empty island in front of them and the aura of the sixteen demon saints surging around them made them feel scared.
"What happened here just now?"
The cultivator who came to the Immortal Lord asked a question to the demon-slaying envoy who had arrived here in advance. The man looked bitter: "Zhang Yifeng blocked the void and imprisoned the sixteen demon saints in a piece of nothingness, and led the three immortal emperors of the Demon-slaying Sect to take action.
Kill."
After the words came to an end, everyone kept silent, and the idea of ​​trying to seize Zhang Yifeng's waist card disappeared immediately.
Even if the three immortal emperors killed the sixteen demon saints, they would be far from being able to imprison the sixteen demon saints alone.
"It's just an immortal realm. How could it be that capable? Are you bluffing us?"
"Ha, if you don't believe it, just go find him yourself to see if he can crush you with one finger."
The man flashed and disappeared. Many demon-slaying messengers in the Immortal Realm showed hesitation on their faces. Some retreated, and some secretly caught up with Zhang Yifeng.
Wealth and honor are sought in danger. In such a chaotic world, it would be no exaggeration to say that it would soar into the sky.
At this time, on the flying boat, Zhang Yifeng had already noticed the aura of these immortals, and even learned from Qing Yurou's mouth that the rules in the Demon-Slaying Sect were the ones.
"It's ridiculous."
After a long time, Zhang Yifeng smiled helplessly.
Chapter completed!