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Chapter 1754 Immortal Execution Sword!

Chapter 1754 Zhuxian Sword!

Author: Qing Muhan

When he appeared again, he was already in Hengyue Sect. His appearance caused a lot of noise, especially his disciples, all looked up at Cangmiao. The holy body of a generation has returned, and each person and one stick has blown the quasi-saint king level. This deterrent power is a terrible despair.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth was swaying, as if a prehistoric monster was awakened, and the entire Xuanhuang continent was trembling, like an earthquake, and the ravines and cracks appeared on the earth, and the cracks spread far away.

This scene attracted the attention of the cultivators and looked curiously.

Looking from a distance, you can see rolling dust covering a piece of land. Among the dust, a giant creature slowly climbed out. It was as huge as a mountain, covered with scales, a huge head, sharp fangs, and a pair of blood wings on the back. It was like a moving giant mountain, its momentum was vigorous, and the space that was crushed with just aura collapsed in an instant.

It was the Demon Swallowing Demon Body, which swallowed a planet's spiritual vein and finally completed the incomplete Demon Swallowing Demon Body. His power also increased rapidly and approached the Holy Body. It was precisely because of this that he was eager to achieve success and wanted to use the power of devouring to forcibly attack the barrier of the Emperor's Dao, in order to prove the Tao, become a quasi-emperor, and then advance to the Emperor's Dao.

The body of the Devouring Demon Body was supported by a mysterious force and hung in the sky. After a closer look, I realized that a halo of mist appeared. In it, there was a crystal clear bead sealed, releasing the dazzling divine light. The essence and blood of the Devouring Devouring Demon Body gathered on it.

"Is this the inheritance of the Demon Swallowing Heaven?" Ye Chen murmured, staring at him with his eyes narrowed. The bead was indeed wonderful, containing divine power, and it seemed that it could be heard by the roar of the prehistoric world. It seemed that it was a great saint of the prehistoric world, or it should be called a great saint beast.

He doesn't care about these for the time being.

After understanding the purpose of the bead and finding the treasure, it is not too late to use the bead to refine a pill, and the essence and blood of the Demon Swallowing Heaven are the materials, the materials used to cast pills.

While speaking, he had turned his direction and another ancient star came in.

Then, a dark abyss appeared, and he jumped into it, then sat cross-legged, circulated Zhoutian, and wanted to sacrifice the Zhuxian Sword.

The spirit of the Zhuxian Sword has never been revealed from beginning to end, and Ye Chen is too lazy to ask.

Moreover, he also figured it out that since Zhu Xian Jian chose him, there must be his reason, not a conspiracy. Since this is the case, he would accept it with peace of mind.

At this moment, the Zhuxian Sword trembled slightly, and the buzzing sound became more and more frequent.

Then, wisps of red and golden light bloomed from the Zhuxian Sword and merged into Ye Chen's body.

That was the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword, which was Ye Chen's mind, which merged into Ye Chen's body in strands.

Ye Chen frowned and tried to expel more than once, but no matter what, it was difficult to disperse the sword spirit. On the contrary, his compatibility with the Zhuxian Sword was increasing bit by bit.

He could feel that the spirit of the Zhuxian Sword was transforming slightly.

"Who are you...?" After a long time, he spoke, looking at the dark world, his eyes full of doubt.

"My name: Zhuxian Sword." The misty female voice suddenly rang.

"Zhu Xian Sword." Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. The three words "Zhu Xian Sword" were familiar to him and had heard of them before.

The Zhuxian Sword is one of the nine divine weapons in the Heavenly Court and the weapon of the Nine Emperors in the Heavenly Court. It is the peerless divine weapon that is as famous as the Emperor Jue and the Chaos Cauldron. In the past, he personally destroyed the imperial weapon. The sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword was also injured by the Zhuxian Sword and has since escaped to sleep.

And now, he could hear the sound of the Zhuxian Sword again.

"Why do Zhuxian Sword thinks you the master, and why do you call me out of seclusion?" Ye Chen asked, and he was more confused. When he was in the heavens in the past, Zhuxian Sword also had a spirit of weapon. He fought with him for more than a few hundred years, but finally retreated. This time he was born, he was no longer a sword spirit, but a real person, and only people have the spirit and soul.

"Because you are the host." Zhu Xianjian replied, not telling Ye Chen about its grudge with Ye Chen, but only telling Ye Chen why she recognized Ye Chen as the main one.

"Host?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, "I have never heard of this before. What do you mean by the host?"

"A generation of inheritance, and the host means the host."

"Host." Ye Chen frowned, wondering what the word "Zhu Xian Sword" meant.

"You can know the meaning of the host. The host is like a home. Once you step in, it will be eternal and will never end."

"So domineering!" Ye Chen sighed, "Why are you so sad, why are you still so depressed and being chased and chopped? You are so shameful?"

"I am embarrassed." Zhu Xian Jian said indifferently, "There are only four of my hosts left. My original essence and blood have been sacrificed in exchange for the power at this moment. It is this power that has allowed me to escape from the control of the host, which is also a kind of rebirth. My mission has ended, and since then, I have become strangers to the host."

"You still have a task." Ye Chenyou smiled.

"I was chased and fell to the Eastern Wilderness." Zhu Xian Jian said, "I hid here and secretly accumulated strength, hoping that one day I could reshape my body. Any imperial weapon has its own wisdom, so I belong to this list. Even if my intelligence is extremely low, it is better than you who are as stupid as you."

"I like to hear what you said." Ye Chen touched his chin, "Tell me! What's the task."

"Help me find the colorful stones."

"you."

"Don't believe my words?" Zhu Xianjian's tone rose a little, cold and emotionally fluctuating, but with a hint of majesty. Even Ye Chen couldn't help but tremble. It was fear from the depths of his soul. He had only felt this feeling in Taichu Shenlong. That guy was eight levels higher than him.

"Faith, trust." Ye Chen replied hurriedly.

"The colorful stones are in Xuanhuang, quite close to this place, so go quickly." Zhuxian Jian's words were sonorous, like a faint sword shadow, flashing in Ye Chen's sea of ​​divineness, as if staring at Ye Chen, with a pair of hazy and beautiful eyes, with a confused look, as if they were reassuring and hope.

Ye Chen said nothing and closed his eyes silently.

I have to say that what Zhu Xian Sword said really shocked him. Xuanhuang was at least thousands of miles away from here. Moreover, the colorful stone was a meteorite iron outside the sky, and its hardness was terrifying. Even his peak state could not shake it at all. Such a precious stone was difficult to find even if he was carrying the imperial weapon. Moreover, the Zhu Xian Sword was not sane and even more impossible to deduce.

After a long time, Ye Chen opened his eyes and the corners of his mouth were filled with bitterness. Although he had spiritual consciousness, he could not communicate with the Zhuxian Sword. Even if he communicated, it would be difficult to use the Imperial Dao Immortal Technique, let alone searching for the Five Colored Stones. His combat power was still not at level.

"I can help you." The voice of the Zhuxian Sword sounded again.

"Can you control the Zhuxian Sword at this moment?" Ye Chen said in surprise. If it weren't for the Zhuxian Sword mentioning, he would have almost forgotten that the Zhuxian Sword is the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword. His host is not a decoration. If he wants to control the Zhuxian Sword, he must kill the sword spirit first.

"It's OK." Zhu Xianjian's words were simple and clear.

"Why can't I understand what you said?"

"Although I haven't woken up, I'm not without will." Zhu Xian Jian replied, "I can use the host's spiritual sense to use Zhu Xian forbidden art, and your power can break the formation. How about it, should I consider my suggestions?"

"Zhuxian Forbidden Technique." Ye Chen's mood trembled violently. He believed that he had some attainments in the taboo laws, but it was far inferior to the Zhuxian Forbidden Technique. It was an imperial-level forbidden Technique. Looking at the entire history of the heavens, only Xuanyuan Huangdi had created the forbidden Technique. Even he dared not touch it, the Zhuxian Sword can be used, and it can also use his spiritual sense.

"You should be aware of the domineering behavior of Zhuxian forbidden art. With your cultivation level at this time, you can't last long. If you want to leave alive, make a decision quickly."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, not because he didn't believe it, just because he knew what the forbidden technique of Zhuxian was, the imperial-level forbidden method, and how could a little holy king withstand it? If he used it rashly, he would probably be backfired and his life would be ruined.

He hesitated and hesitated.

It’s not his timidity, just because his foundation is too weak, even an imperial weapon is difficult to compete with, let alone the forbidden spell-level forbidden technique. Once he makes a mistake, he will most likely be wiped out.

"Do you still remember how you came to this starry sky."

"You said, is our time and space traveling against the cycle of reincarnation?"

"Not bad." Zhu Xian Jian smiled, "Since you are a time traveler, can you tell me how you came here?"

"How can I know?" Ye Chen cursed.
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