Three hundred and ninetieth chapters Qinglong appears
"This incarnation of mine only has the power of the early stage of Jian Yuan (I wrote it wrong in the previous chapter, correct it here). Seeing that your cultivation is at the peak of Jian Gang, if you want to become a sword embryo, you must have the strength to challenge the next level. If you
If you cannot destroy my incarnation with three swords, you are not qualified to aspire to be the sword fetus! You are also not qualified to be Xiaolan's Taoist companion!"
Zhou Ling looked at Mo and asked.
Waves in his blue eyes circulated, and before Mo Wen could speak, he made a decision for Mo Wen: "That's it! If Mo Wen can destroy this incarnation of yours with three swords, you can no longer pester me!"
"Okay!" Zhou Ling gritted his teeth and said fiercely, as if he was ready to go through fire and water for the woman he loved.
Liu Zhenxuan's face was a little solemn. If you don't reach the level of sword fetus, you won't understand how terrifying that realm is. It is already separated from the mortal body and can be called a real sword immortal. Although Zhou Ling is a formation spirit, he is
It is truly comparable to the existence of a sword fetus! Moreover, its true soul is extremely powerful and has reached the fourth level of super quality, which is equivalent to the perfection of the sword fetus! On this Tianyan Island, he can be said to be the strongest person in the Tianyan Sword Sect!
Although he is indifferent and rarely takes action, his magical power is the greatest on Tianyan Island. Even his makeshift incarnation is not so easy to destroy.
"Brother Mo, please be careful. Senior Zhou Ling is the most mysterious venerable of our Tianyan Sword Sect, and he is also the one who has lived the longest." Liu Zhenxuan quietly transmitted a message to Mo Wen.
Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could naturally hear the overtones of Liu Zhenxuan's words. He was a mature man, not to mention this being who had been born for at least two thousand years. He really would not believe that this being was as heartless as he appeared on the surface.
, I am afraid that his proposal is just a hole dug for himself to jump into.
But one thing is certain, Zhou Ling did not see through his true strength, but only saw the Bingyun Jiangang he displayed. He knew that this must be due to the mysterious fragments in his Dantian, especially after the mysterious consciousness awakened.
It seems that as long as he doesn't want to, no one can see through his body.
After pondering for a moment, Mo Wen nodded and said: "Okay, I will accept this bet."
Regardless of whether it's a trap or not, he also wants to experience the difference between existence at that level. Moreover, he has just advanced in practice and is about to try the sword. If someone is a high-level target, why not do it.[]
Liu Zhenxuan sighed, feeling a little unsure.
Lan Que looked excited, holding Mo Wen's hand and saying: "You have to try your best! If you lose, I...I will tell your Yueying that you are messing around outside!"
As expected, it was Lan, and even his threatening words were so creative. Mo Wen even began to think about whether he lost on purpose to sell this girl out?
"Draw your sword."
Zhou Xing hurriedly stood in the center of the street, with his hands behind his back in an extremely chic manner. At the same time, an invisible force enveloped the street, forming a barrier that enveloped everyone.
Liu Zhenxuan and others took the initiative to step away, leaving room for the two of them to fight.
Mo Wen stood ten feet away from Zhou Ling. When he reached out with his right hand, the spiritual sword transformed into the sword body was pulled out of his body inch by inch, releasing a wave of spiritual power that was not weaker than the third-order super-grade.
"Third-level super-grade spiritual sword? That's not right. Why is there no sword spirit?" Zhou Ling frowned slightly and stared at the spiritual sword in Mo Wen's hand. This was the first time he encountered something he couldn't see through.
Liu Zhenxuan was also surprised. After knowing each other for such a long time, this was the first time that he saw Mo Wen take out his spiritual sword, and it had been refined into his body! You must know that this is a patent only available in the Sword Yuan realm! Even if
It's because he possesses the third-order super-grade spiritual sword "Light-tracing". Before he achieves the sword essence, he can't integrate the spiritual sword into his body. How did Mo Wen do it? Moreover, Brother Mo's spiritual sword seems to be the same as an ordinary one.
The spirit sword was different. He actually felt the vitality in it, as if it was not a cold and hard instrument, but a living being!
Seeing Mo Wen take out what seemed to be a third-order super-grade spiritual sword, Zhou Ling didn't show any nervousness or fear on his face. He was just out of pure curiosity and obviously didn't take Mo Wen seriously.
Mo Wen smiled faintly and started to activate the Bingyun Sword Gang. The spirit sword began to light up, and waves of icy cold breath were released from the sword. This coldness seemed to be extremely penetrating and radiated extremely quickly.
The moisture in the air condensed into ice crystals, and snowflakes suddenly appeared in the originally clear space.
Zhou Ling took a snowflake and ice crystal in his hand, and the cold air contained in it blended directly into his palm, freezing the wisp of the spirit of heaven and earth that made up the palm. He smiled slightly: "The combination of ice and cloud? It's a bit interesting."
Mo Wen's expression remained unchanged, and an elegant and cold sword intent erupted from his body, which was none other than the Bingyun Sword Intent.
"Twenty percent level of sword intent? It's too weak." Zhou Ling shook his head.
Three folds of Canglang!
A ray of ice cloud sword light shot out of the air and slashed towards Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling did not dodge or evade, and directly accepted Mo Wen's sword light, but his body was extremely strange, as if he was slightly swaying like a mirror, the sword light penetrated through, and it seemed that he was not harmed at all.
But then the indifferent smile on Zhou Ling's face disappeared, replaced by shock, because the ice quickly extended from the sword marks on his body, and spread to his whole body in just the blink of an eye, turning his entire body into a corpse.
Ice sculpture!
"Yeah!" Lan Bei exclaimed excitedly.
The four girls all smiled. Lan's slightly nervous face also relaxed and pulled down, but Liu Zhenxuan frowned, and there was no trace of excitement on his face.
Mo Wen also showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes. Under his gaze, the ice crystals covering Zhou Ling's body cracked into a crack. Then the cracks became bigger and bigger, and there were more and more. Soon they spread all over the body, and finally exploded.
open!
"Little guy, the superposition of three layers of sword light is a bit interesting, but it is impossible for this level of power to hurt me."
Zhou Ling appeared in front of everyone intact, but if anyone looked carefully, they would find that the physical reality of his body had faded away.
"how so?"
There was a look of shock on the faces of Lan Bei's four girls, and Lan's mind was also raised, and suddenly she felt that her bet was too hasty. Liu Zhenxuan's face showed such a look, he was the protector of the Tianyan Sword Sect.
, how could he be dismissed so easily? He probably underestimated Mo Wen's sword just now, and suffered a slight loss because he was unable to reach it. But Zhou Ling's words are obviously correct. The gap in power level is not so easy to overcome. Jian Gang's
The level is a bit low and cannot hurt the opponent's fundamentals.
Mo Wen smiled, with an indifferent expression. Naturally, he did not think that his sword would actually defeat the opponent. He was just trying out the sword. With the blessing of sword intention, the power of Canglang Jiudien had indeed made great progress. Just now
If that sword fell on a true spiritual sword master in the early stage of the Sword Yuan, he would probably not die but would be half disabled.
"Little guy, come here, let me see your second sword." Zhou Ling seemed to be intrigued by Mo Wen,
Mo Wen smiled slightly and began to switch sword blades. A hot breath came out of his body and soon filled the entire air.
"Fire Sword Gang? Fellow cultivator of Ice and Fire, little guy, you have given me a lot of surprises. However, although this extreme route is powerful in the early stage, it is not conducive to later development. If you only have this ability, I am really very good."
Disappointed." Zhou Ling shook her head regretfully.
Mo Wen looked calm, and the sword-body spirit sword in his hand suddenly lit up, as if it was coated with a layer of flame and burned blazingly.
Liu Zhenxuan, Lan and others on the periphery all felt a little uncomfortable. It was difficult to describe the feeling. It seemed that the whole person had a burning feeling from the inside to the outside, from the body to the soul.
The second sword was released, and a red sword light struck Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling's face was a little relaxed and comfortable at first, but soon turned into surprise, and there was a hint of panic, and his whole body suddenly burned, as if someone had poured burning oil on it and turned into
A human shaped torch!
"Break it on me!"
A slightly sullen roar came from the human-shaped torch, and then the entire human-shaped torch exploded, and the flames in the sky were extinguished by a mysterious force.
Zhou Ling's slightly embarrassed figure was revealed, like a humanoid puppet that had just been taken out of a fire. There were burn marks and damage everywhere, but a wave of turbulence came out, and the body automatically repaired itself, and it quickly returned to normal.
"Little guy! What kind of sword technique are you doing? It can actually burn my spiritual consciousness!" There was a touch of surprise in Zhou Ling's tone. You must know that he is now a condensed true soul, and his spiritual consciousness is protected by the true soul.
It's so weird to be burned by a second-level sword gang!
Mo Wen shook his head slightly. Without understanding the meaning of the Burning Sky Sword, the power of the Burning Sky Sword Technique could not be exerted. The power of this sword seemed to be more powerful than the first sword. In fact, the effect was not great. Zhou Ling just exploded.
After a moment, the Burning Sky Spiritual Flame was dispersed.
"Don't ask! How did you do this? Hurry and kill him!" Lan jumped to the side anxiously. He had already used two swords, and it seemed that he didn't hurt the opponent at all!
"The third sword, little Lanlan, you will be mine soon." Zhou Ling looked at Lan with a smile.
Blue Nose snorted and turned his face to the side.
Mo Wen smiled faintly, and the Burning Sky Sword was suddenly withdrawn, and a stream of pure wood energy was released from his body.
"Wood Elemental Sword Qi!" Liu Zhenxuan was shocked. He practiced sword arts with three different attributes! It's really crazy, and this doesn't include the killing sword energy! How can the sword energy of so many attributes be reconciled in the body?
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"Little guy, there are a lot of secrets in your body." Zhou Ling also frowned and carefully sensed Mo Wen's body, but couldn't sense anything.
"But your Wooden Sword Qi seems to be at the perfect level of Jian Gang? If you want to hurt my incarnation, it's far from enough." Although Zhou Ling said dismissively, he raised his spirits very much. The man in front of him
The young man of the clan surprised him too much. He suffered a hidden loss from the previous two swords. If the opponent's strength level was not so poor, if it were replaced by Jian Yuan, it is estimated that his incarnation would really be too much to bear.
Uncertain. Therefore, Mo Wen also pays special attention to Mo Wen's last sword.
Mo Wen took a deep breath. The Evergreen Sword Art in his body had reached its peak state. With the last sword, he wanted to test the power of "Qinglong Shang". This sword came from the mysterious Qinglong Sword Spirit, as well as the mysterious corpse.
He described how extraordinary this sword style was, and it took him decades to comprehend just 10% of it. He was really looking forward to the power of this sword.
A faint and distant aura of majesty emanated from Mo Wen's body, and there seemed to be a faint dragon's roar coming from somewhere, as if it was uttered like weeping, as if it was a low chant commemorating a certain noble existence.
A faint mysterious power came here through the ancient distance!
At the same moment, a light green dragon-shaped shadow appeared behind Mo Wen, and a tremor from the soul was transmitted into Zhou Ling's true soul!dd