"What a Xuanyuan Sword!"

"I didn't expect that although this Zhuxian world was derived from a romance novel dressed in the cloak of fairy tale novels, it did not have such a perfect cultivation system, it still evolved this unique thing. This is not a pure artistic conception, but a kind of magic weapon flying sword itself that blends with the power of the human mind and the soul, forming something similar to the artistic conception!"

"No wonder the first-level magic weapon flying sword of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon in this world is so precious. So that's what it is!"

Fang Yingdian stood behind, watching Zeng and Xuanyuan Sword's changes, and divine light flashed in his eyes, and thoughts rose and fell. At this time, he suddenly understood why the first-level magic weapon flying sword of the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier in this world was so precious. Originally, he thought that the most important thing about these Nine Heavens Divine Soldiers was that there were more weapon spirits. At that time, he thought that these weapon spirits would infect the master's mind and what would happen in the future. Now it seems that the so-called infection is necessary, because only by infecting the mind can the gap between the master of the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier and the original owner, and it is becoming more and more similar to the original owner!

It can be seen from Zeng and Xuanyuan Sword that only when Zeng and Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit can he exert the power of the Xuanyuan Sword. If he wants to exert all the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, there is only one way, that is, to fully integrate with the Xuanyuan Sword Sword Sword Spirit. Only in this way can he display the full power of the Xuanyuan Sword Sword. However, this is equivalent to giving the Xuanyuan Sword Sword Sword Spirit a chance to penetrate Zeng's heart, and finally trying to erase this trace is almost impossible!

I didn't know what Fang Ying was going to see first at this moment. He is now in an extremely luxurious, luxurious, high-end, elegant and elegant palace. Just in front of him, the golden dragon throne was empty and had nothing, and appeared alone in front of him!

"Zeng, go sit on it! Only by sitting on this dragon throne can you be the real master of Xuanyuan Sword!"

When he saw this golden dragon chaise high above, the Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit whispered.

Zeng was stunned. Then, he slowly walked towards the golden dragon chaise. When he walked closer, he gently stroked the armrest of the extremely exquisitely carved dragon chaise with his hand. There were five dragons on the dragon chaise, two of which were carved from a golden dragon, and the back was also carved from a huge golden dragon and the surrounding white clouds. The surface of the chair was carved into two dragons entangled and hugged each other. This style of the dragon chaise. He was not unfamiliar with it. In classics, he once read that this is a real emperor dragon chaise!

After sitting on the dragon throne, he suddenly felt that the Xuanyuan sword was completely transparent in his eyes, and the sword spirit that had only heard the sound but could not see the person appeared in front of him at this moment. This was an energetic old man with white hair and beard, but his body was erect like a mountain, with a powerful aura, and a kind of pressure that shocked the soul, which made people intimidate!

"Your Majesty, my name is Xuanyuan, and it is the sword spirit of this Xuanyuan Sword!"

"In the future, you only need Your Majesty to sit here and coordinate your magic power. You only need to leave other things to Xuanyuan!"

The old man bowed deeply to Zeng Shen, who was sitting on the dragon throne, and then said loudly!

"Even so, then you go!"

I once sat upright on the dragon throne and understood the reason why the Xuanyuan Sword must be completely integrated with him. In fact, to put it bluntly, this is simply a principle of compromise between the two parties and win-win results!

If a nine-day divine weapon like the Xuanyuan Sword has no master, there will be no power source, and without power source, how can it activate a nine-day divine weapon like the Xuanyuan Sword? In fact, this is a shackle that restricts the spirit of the weapon and prevents them from leaving!

This is why the flying sword, a magic weapon with a weapon spirit, does not leave the master to live alone, because these nine heavenly divine weapons have no power source and no power source, even if there is a weapon spirit, it still has no effect. Due to the materials and forging methods of the nine heavenly divine weapons, although the weapon spirit is extremely difficult to die, if there is no master, then these weapon spirits will slowly wither wither over the long river of time. This is simply a tragedy for the almost eternal and immortal weapon spirits. Therefore, no matter how unruly these weapon spirits are, they must find their master!

The Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit was because after its forging, although there were several owners, these people could not be fully integrated with it, and they could not even be able to merge. Therefore, the Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit has been baptized for hundreds of years and has become much weaker. If it does not want to continue to decline, then it can only find a master. This is why Zeng easily encountered this Xuanyuan Sword! Zeng's trace of Yuan Ling sat upright on the dragon throne, and through the connection with the body, began to transport the magic power in his body to the Xuanyuan Sword continuously. With Zeng's magic power in charge, the power of the Xuanyuan Sword surged again!

"I want to see how many blood-fingered magic swords you can send out!"

After the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit walked out, he had no choice but to express his feelings. After all, it finally didn't have to hide and sleep anymore!

With the support of the master's magic power, this Xuanyuan Sword expelled even more powerful pressure!

Correspondingly, as this pressure increases, a painting on Xuanyuan Sword gradually lights up, and the mountains and rivers painted in this painting!

As the picture became brighter and brighter, the towering mountains and rivers in the picture began to emit a faint light, and the misty purple air was like boiling boiling water, tumbling wildly. The slightly upright mountains and surging rivers actually showed shape in this purple air. Although it was not big or long, it was like real!

Zeng Yuanling, who was sitting in the Xuanyuan Sword, on the golden dragon chaise, also felt that the Xuanyuan Sword was like a black hole, frantically extracting his magic power. In front of him, a vast scene of beautiful mountains and rivers and mountains rising slowly in front of him. When he saw this vast scene of beautiful mountains and rivers and mountains and rivers, he suddenly had an enlightenment. Isn’t this the unusual artistic conception of choosing seconds as mentioned in Dazhu Peak?

Moreover, it is an artistic conception that manifests itself outside!

This made Zeng stunned!

There are no fewer books he has read, but he knows clearly that he has never seen such a record!

Zeng Zhiwei was extremely smart. Although he had read a lot of books, his memory was not confused. He knew clearly that he had never seen a word for such records. So, why don’t those who know it write it?

You should know that the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier is not just the Xuanyuan Sword, nor is it all created in this life. Although I don’t know how long it took, it has been like this since the establishment of Qingyun Sect. Then, this idea is not short. Why hasn’t anyone ever said it and spread to the future generations?

At this moment, the beautiful mountains and thousands of miles of rivers were completely constructed in the mist purple air of the Xuanyuan Sword. At this moment, even the old man's face was not bloody, let alone other people in the Demonic Dao. They never expected that they had prepared for so long, and although they had caught several young elites from the righteous sects, what made them helpless was that even these young elites could not beat them!
Chapter completed!