The mysterious light green dragon-shaped shadow was suspended behind Mo Wen. Although it was a little blurry, its shape was very similar to the real dragon, and it was vaguely consistent with Mo Wen's figure. A huge pressure enveloped the entire space.
78xs.
Zhou Ling seemed to have been stung by a scorpion, a look of shock flashed in his eyes: "This is..."
At the same moment, all the spirit sword masters in the entire Tianxing City felt that the sword spirits in their spirit swords were pulsing with fear and awe.
Liu Zhenxuan was also inexplicably horrified, because the light-tracing sword in his body started to stir without any warning, and it automatically transformed into shape and floated in front of Liu Zhenxuan. It was lowered towards Mo Wen's sword tip, as if he was bowing.
"Su Guang, what's wrong with you?"
The dark sword body swayed slightly, conveying a wave of reverence, but it did not explain anything.
Liu Zhenxuan was a little confused. The performance of the light-tracing sword was too strange. However, when he looked at the dragon-shaped shadow behind Mo Wen, he felt an inexplicable awe in his heart, and he vaguely felt that it contained some kind of noble power.
"Qinglongshang!"
Mo Wen drew out his spiritual sword, and the dragon-shaped shadow looked up to the sky and groaned. It suddenly merged into Mo Wen's sword force and jumped out like a divine dragon emerging from the abyss.
The light green dragon-shaped sword light penetrated Zhou Ling's body with lightning speed.
Zhou Ling seemed to have been immobilized, with a shocked expression still frozen on his face. After a while, his entire body dissipated like a bubble, leaving no trace left.
"How is that possible!" Liu Zhenxuan looked in disbelief.
Lan also forgot about the joy of victory and stood there with a shocked expression. As a spirit body, she clearly felt the terrifying power of the dragon-shaped shadow.
Inner awe.
A wave of powerful spiritual energy surged from all around, and a figure condensed in mid-air. It was Zhou Ling, dressed in gorgeous clothes.
"Boy, where did you learn this swordsmanship?"
Zhou Ling put away all his cynicism, exuded an aura of majesty all over his body, and stared at Mo Wen with a stern gaze.
Mo Wen was also a little stunned. He had guessed the power of Qinglong Shang, but he still underestimated the mystery of this sword technique. When he used it, a mysterious power was indirectly attracted and integrated into the sword power.
The power of this sword technique is increased exponentially! Even Zhou Ling, a fourth-level formation spirit, can't resist it! Where does that mysterious power come from? And what level of power is that power? It's so magnificent
Like heaven and earth?
Seeing that Mo asked and refused to answer, Zhou Ling did not press him, but stared at him with stern eyes and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this moment, two violent fluctuations came from the space next to it, and two figures tore open the world sealed by Zhou Ling and broke in.
But there were two spirit sword masters, a man and a woman. The man was handsome and elegant, about middle-aged, and the woman was Xingyue, one of the three sword-born ancestors who once guarded the battlefield of the Blood Soul Sea.
"Senior Brother Zhou, this is a distinguished guest of our Tianyan Sword Sect, please do not neglect him." Xingyue opened her red lips lightly.
Zhou Ling ignored it and just took a deep look at Mo Wen. A wave of turmoil surged out of his body. The figure suddenly dissipated, and the power of the forbidden formation that imprisoned this place also automatically dissipated. Zhou Ling's curling voice came from the void: "Boy,
Even if you win, Xiaolan will leave it to you."
Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was going crazy because of Zhou Ling's entanglement. She was finally free at this moment, but suddenly a powerful wave of thoughts enveloped her body and directly invaded her consciousness! She was about to resist, but
A sigh resounded in her consciousness: "Although you and I are not destined to each other, we are destined to meet each other. This is my experience of condensing the true soul. Now I give it to you. I hope you can condense the true soul soon and become a true soul."
s life."
Lan was stunned for a moment, and a huge flow of information poured in. After a moment, the alien thought quickly faded, and finally disappeared completely.
"This girl has a good opportunity." The middle-aged man looked at Lan Wei and said with a smile.
Liu Zhenxuan stepped forward respectfully and saluted: "Zhenxuan has met two masters."
"Zhenxuan, is this the friend you made in the Sea of Blood Souls?" The middle-aged man turned to look at Liu Zhenxuan.
Liu Zhenxuan answered honestly: "Exactly."
The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, looked at Mo Wen, and nodded slightly: "You are indeed a dragon among men. Zhenxuan is lucky to be able to make friends with you."
Mo Wen didn't dare to take advantage of the two sword-level experts, so he bowed respectfully: "Junior has met these two seniors."
"No need to be polite. This is not the place for conversation. We'd better go back to the sect." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
In a pavilion in the back mountain of Tianyan Sword Sect, a middle-aged man smiled and asked Mo: "Senior Brother Zhou Ling has an unruly temperament. Please forgive me for any rudeness."
"No, senior Zhou Ling is a sweetheart, and this junior admires him very much." Mo Wen said this sincerely. In the end, Zhou Ling not only fulfilled the bet, but also gave Lan the cultivation method for free without hesitation.
This kind of open-minded character is not something that everyone can possess.
"Haha, I took the liberty of inviting you here this time. Firstly, I want to thank you for taking care of Zhenxuan in the Blood Soul Sea. Zhenxuan has told us all your experiences. If it hadn't been for you, I'm afraid Zhenxuan would have been doomed this time."
"Zhenxuan is my friend, senior, there is no need to be polite."
The middle-aged man nodded, as if he was almost ready, and said, "I heard from Zhenxuan that I intend to participate in this Qianlong Island Sword Fair and compete for the Qianlong Sword Ranking?"
Mo Wen seemed to have some understanding and nodded: "Yes, this junior has this intention."
"Hmm." The middle-aged man smiled faintly and asked, "I heard that my little friend is from Shuiyun Island. I wonder where he studied?"
"This junior does not have a specific teacher, he is just a casual cultivator."
"That's it." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed slightly: "Then I wonder if my little friend can represent Tianyan Island when he goes to battle?"
Mo Wen had already received this information from Liu Zhenxuan, which was not surprising, and he had already made a decision, otherwise he would not have entered the Dayan Secret Realm of Tianyan Sword Sect.
"This junior now lives in the Shuiyun Island area, so he can be considered a part of the Tianxing Sea, and it is appropriate to represent Tianyan Island."
"Haha, little friend, you are really righteous." The middle-aged man turned his palm, and a jade slip appeared in his hand: "This time, little friend, I went to Qianlong Island to fight on my behalf. How can I leave empty-handed? I give this jade slip to my little friend.
, there is an article on how to attack spiritual consciousness, I hope it will be helpful to you.”
Mo Wen was startled, but he didn't expect that the other party not only allowed him to use the secret realm of Dayan, but also gave him the secret method. It seemed that he really agreed to Liu Zhenxuan's words, and several of their ancestors intended to be friends with him. But it was just a good relationship, so it didn't matter.
He was scrupulous and immediately accepted the jade slip.
"Junior thanks senior."
"You deserve this." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said to Xingyue, who had been silent next to him: "Junior sister Xingyue, do you also want to express your feelings?"
Xingyue continued to look at Mo Wen silently, smiled slightly when he heard this, and took out a jade slip: "I don't have anything in my body, I only have one hand with the Heavenly Star Yishu. This is the Xingluo Yishu that I have summarized. Use
It is used to deduce destiny and predict misfortunes, blessings and disasters, and it has some miraculous effects."
The middle-aged man's expression froze, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes. Others didn't know, but he knew the value of what Xingyue took out.
I thought I would take it out and give it away!
Mo Wen didn't think too much and accepted Xingyue's gift with peace of mind.
The middle-aged man took a deep look at Xingyue and said nothing.
After a few more irrelevant words, the middle-aged man ended the meeting.
"You guys rest in the sect for a day, and tomorrow you will lead the disciples of our sect to Qianlong Island."
…
This time, during the trip to Qianlong Island, Tianyan Island sent a total of twenty young spirit sword masters. Including Mo Wen and his party, there were a total of twenty-six people. However, only Mo Wen and Liu Zhenxuan actually participated in the sword meeting.
Six people, the rest of the disciples are just observing to increase their experience. These disciples are not just disciples of the Tianyan Sword Sect, but also some outstanding disciples trained by the third-level sword sect under it, all representing the Tianxing Sea Region.
On the next day, a group of people embarked on their journey. Since Qianlong Island is located in an extremely remote sea area and must be teleported through multiple teleportation sword arrays to reach it, the group of people could only travel lightly.
With a flash of colorful light on the teleportation sword platform, everyone's figures disappeared from the teleportation hall of the Ancient Spirit Sword Pavilion on Tianyan Island, and the next moment they appeared in an unfamiliar hall.
"Where are you from?"
As soon as everyone stepped off the sword platform, a young spirit sword master in the early stage of the Sword Origin stopped them.
Looking at the arrogant young man in front of him, Liu Zhenxuan frowned slightly, but he had expected this situation and responded calmly: "Tianyan Island."
"Tianyan Island in the Tianxing Sea?" The young man looked at everyone and waved his hand: "Then follow me to meet Mr. Xi."
Liu Zhenxuan did not buy the other party's fault: "Sorry, we are in a hurry, let's go."
After saying that, he missed the arrogant young man and walked towards the sword platform in the center of the teleportation hall.
The young man's expression was startled, and then he became ferocious: "Boy, don't toast or drink as a penalty! We Xi see you less, so we think highly of you! This is Jiuyao Island! Not Tianyan Island!"
Liu Zhenxuan shook his head: "Boring, tell Xiyang, if you have the energy to go to Qianlong Island to compete, what kind of hero can you try to be a hero to the lower-level sword sect here?"
The young man's face suddenly turned pale, and he laughed angrily: "What a boy, you actually called Mr. Xi by his first name! Do you still know that you are from the lower sword sect? I don't know how people from the lower sect should bow when they see people from the upper sect.
?"
Liu Zhenxuan snorted coldly: "The Shangzong is the Jiuyao Sword Sect of Jiuyao Island! Not him Xiyang!"
"Boy! You don't want to live!" the young man said angrily.
"Whether you want to live or not is not up to you." Liu Zhenxuan looked indifferent and did not even look at the other party.
The young man is angry and wants to explode, but he is concerned about the opponent's strength. The reason why he is so arrogant is naturally because of the person behind him. But if the opponent does not buy face, he is just a spirit sword master who has just condensed his sword energy.
, can only meet the standards of the Qianlong Island Sword Club, and even some outstanding disciples trained by top third-level sword sects are better than him.
"Such a sharp tongue, wonderful!" A burst of crisp applause came from not far away, and a tall and handsome young man in gold robe strolled over with a faint smile on his face: "But I don't know, Mr.