A faint light emitted from the white-lit wall of the attic, and Ye Chen found that he was already on the top floor of the attic.
Beside him, the fire unicorn appeared in human form, with a somewhat sad look on its rather majestic face.
Looking at the surrounding walls and the empty hall, Ye Chen sighed softly: "Is he Duan Feng, the ancestor of my Ye family?"
"Well! He is that boy from the Fourth Generation. It seems that the news of Qin Yun's death was a big blow to him!" Huo Qilin sighed softly. Who would have thought that the all-powerful Fourth Generation Moon God had such a past.
"What was that scene just now? Is it an illusion?" Hearing this, a woman wearing a veil appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes. What kind of woman could restore that sinking heart?
"It's definitely not an illusion! It's also a trace of the fourth generation's remnants. Previously, we just entered that remnant. It seems that what you experienced here was not an illusion at all!" Fire Qilin said in a deep voice with his hands behind his back.
"Remnants? Just a trace of regrets is shocking!" Ye Chen couldn't help but picture Duan Feng in white clothes and white hair. What kind of person was he?
"It was here a year ago that we met the jade pendant and the weird rapier. I'm afraid that the weird rapier was transformed by the residual thoughts of that boy on the fourth generation!" Looking at the empty hall, Huo Qilin said slightly
Xian said thoughtfully, and at the same time, he reached out his right hand from the flames and held it in the void, causing invisible space ripples to appear in the entire hall.
A few moments later, the entire hall was still the same. Regarding this, Huo Qilin couldn't help but smile and said: "When it comes to the origin of space, that boy from the Fourth Generation is quite good at it!"
"The origin of space?" When Ye Chen heard this, he looked at Huo Qilin with a slightly surprised expression, as if he was a student who was not ashamed to ask questions.
In this regard, Huo Qilin did not hide anything, explaining: "There are all things in the world, and everything has its origin, and this origin is divided into virtual origin and real origin. The so-called real origin is water, fire, earth, etc., and the virtual origin is
It is more profound, and I won’t introduce it much, but this space origin belongs to the real origin, which is usually understood by warriors in the Lingwu Realm or above!”
Hearing this, Ye Chen's face revealed a look of curiosity. The practice of martial arts was as boundless as the sea.
Seeing this, Huo Qilin smiled softly and raised his right hand. A ball of Suzaku fire was constantly changing. He looked at Ye Chen and said with an expression: "These things are not something you can touch today!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen was not discouraged at all. Indeed, it was a bit early to understand these things with his current level of cultivation as a Qi Martial Realm warrior.
Under the control of the fire unicorn, the Suzaku fire turned into a rainbow and shot towards the center of the hall, and a hissing sound also sounded in the huge hall.
Looking at the Suzaku Fire floating in the hall, Huo Qilin frowned slightly, with a look of contemplation on his face, while Ye Chen looked at the surrounding decorations.
"That's it!" Fire Qilin raised his right hand slightly, and a trace of energy shot out and approached Ye Chen's right hand. A bloody hole was cut open, and several drops of blood dripped down.
In an instant, the entire hall was filled with countless sword auras, and the blood stains were strangely fused with the sword auras.
Under the gazes of Ye Chen and Huo Qilin, a jade pendant appeared in the hall. The jade pendant, full of sword intent, was crystal clear, but showed a blood red color.
An extremely eerie jade pendant, with a lifelike dragon appearing on it, and an ancient font engraved on it: Broken.
At the same time, Ye Chen also took out the jade pendant obtained at the Sword Tomb from the Qilin Ring. Almost as soon as he took it out, a force surged out of the jade pendant, broke away from Ye Chen's right hand, and shot towards the jade pendant in the hall.
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Two equally monstrous jade pendants were floating there quietly. Almost at the same time, two different sword intents erupted on the two jade pendants.
Bang! Ye Chen's figure suddenly took a few steps back, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the two jade pendants in horror.
Even the figure of the Fire Qilin was shaking slightly, and the Suzaku Fire on the surface looked extremely dim. Under these two domineering sword intentions, even the Suzaku Fire was no longer the same as before.
The Qilin Sword tied behind his back began to sway, making a whirring sound like a surrendered king.
Seeing this, Ye Chen's face darkened slightly, he took off the Qilin Sword, held the Qilin Sword and stepped forward suddenly, slashing out the long sword, and the Qilin Sword stopped shaking.
"My sword never needs to surrender to others!" Ye Chen's eyes were indifferent, and his whole body burst out with a strong momentum. Although he could not fight against the two sword intentions, at least Ye Chen's figure stopped shaking.
Looking at the two jade pendants, Huo Qilin held his right hand forward, and the Suzaku fire surged forward like a tide. Under the suppression of the Suzaku fire, the surrounding sword energy did not enter the jade pendants.
The ancestral pavilion that was originally shaking also stopped shaking. Seeing this, Huo Qilin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled: "The second generation and the fourth generation's sword intention, just a trace of sword intention forced me to be so embarrassed!"
After saying that, a hint of loneliness appeared on Huo Qilin's face. Now he is no longer the all-powerful Huo Qilin.
Glancing slightly, looking at Ye Chen who was covered in cold sweat, Huo Qilin once again smiled at the corner of his mouth. He was not afraid of the sword intent of the second and fourth generations. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the Martial God Continent has produced talents in large numbers, but countless
How many elites are not afraid of the swordsmanship of the second and fourth generations? Perhaps it is because they are afraid that they have never been able to surpass the second and fourth generations.
"To a certain extent, the sword intention is the embodiment of artistic conception. The sword intention of the second generation is only me, and I am the only one in the world! And the sword intention of the fourth generation..." After saying this, Huo Qilin couldn't help but look at it with confusion.
Ye Chen glanced at him, his eyes filled with a hint of guilt that Ye Chen couldn't understand. After a pause, Huo Qilin continued: "Boy Chen, if you want to become a strong man, you must not be afraid of these two.
Sword Intent!"
"Aren't you afraid of their sword intent?" Ye Chen's mouth curved with a hint of madness, and he said lightly: "Being fearless is not enough. What I want is to defeat their sword intent!"
After finishing speaking, Ye Chen suddenly took a step forward, holding the long sword in his hand. His killing intent exploded, and the sword energy filled the air. With this sword, a man stood proudly.
Seeing this, Huo Qilin also showed a crazy smile at the corner of his mouth. He raised his right hand slightly and immediately waved it forward. All the Suzaku fire that was originally floating in the hall disappeared into Huo Qilin's body. At the same time, Huo Qilin stepped slightly,
He suddenly jumped back and landed in the corner of the wall a few meters behind Ye Chen. He formed seals with his hands and an invisible air shield enveloped the entire ancestral pavilion from the inside.
Almost at the moment when the air shield was formed, two extremely terrifying sword intents completely erupted from the two jade pendants, and the boundless sword intent filled the entire hall.
Outside the ancestral pavilion, the old man who protected the pavilion looked at the lonely ancestral pavilion as if it were dead water in surprise. A trace of surprise appeared on his face. At the same time, he took a few steps forward! Two withered old hands just poked out from his sleeves.
At this moment, two palpitating sword intent suddenly burst out from the ancestral pavilion. Although the sword intent only appeared for a breath, the old man retreated several steps back as if he had seen a ghost, until he was a hundred meters away.
, the old man's body just stopped, and blood continued to drip from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the old man's eyes were full of horror when he looked at the ancestral pavilion. At that moment, he was almost suffocating.
The old man outside the ancestral pavilion was in such a mess, let alone Ye Chen inside the ancestral pavilion.
Bang bang! A muffled sound suddenly sounded, and all the military robes on Ye Chen's body were shattered. At the same time, his body was thrown dozens of meters, and his back hit hard the air shield arranged by Huo Qilin.
Poof! His face was extremely pale, blood emerged from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth like running water, and he slowly fell to the ground, landing on one knee.
Bang! The knee hit the ground with a dull sound, and the pain that pierced the bone marrow swept through Ye Chen's whole body.
Under these two sword intents, Ye Chen found that he was not even qualified to stand up. The Qilin Sword now slipped weakly from his fingers and fell to his side.
The Qilin Sword is no longer as sharp as before, and at this moment, the Qilin Sword is as embarrassed as Ye Chen.
Looking at Ye Chen kneeling on the ground in the corner, Huo Qilin sighed slightly. Even though he had the courage, he still lacked the strength to match it!
Raising his right hand slightly, Huo Qilin was about to take action to suppress the two sword intents. However, when Huo Qilin touched Ye Chen's eyes, his right hand suddenly stopped.
What a look in that look, without the slightest fear, only determination and even a hint of madness!
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly, and under the gaze of Huo Qilin, a crazy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth...