The Tse people frowned, looked at the legendary woman, and said lightly: "My Great Qi Dynasty has been replaced with a new emperor. Logically speaking, we are not enemies."

"Maybe we have a common enemy in the future, but we may not understand the affairs of your Great Qi Dynasty, breaking up and reuniting among allies, and we may not be able to understand the affairs of your Great Qi Dynasty." Zhao Miaowei glanced at the Qisren sarcastically, then looked at Su Qin beside him, and said, "At least now, I can't let him fall into your hands, nor can I let him fall into Zheng Xiu's hands."

The Tseman took a deep breath, and stopped his body and said, "I have always wanted to understand Zhao Jianlu's tricks. At this time, the situation is fair."

He was one of the strongest practitioners of the Great Qi Dynasty at this time. He knew that this battle was inevitable and did not delay it;;;; Novel. +. Mud and water.

Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Zhao Si’s natal sword was lost on the Wei River outside Changling. After a sharp battle, he lost a lot of energy and suffered heavy injuries. In his opinion, it was fair to fight between the two sides.

He thought so, but Zhao Miao did not.

Although she did lose her natal sword, she had her own insights and her realm was increasing. Zhao Jianlu never took advantage of others by comparing swords with others.

So she just raised her eyebrows and looked at Tseman and said, "Sir, please."

The Tseman looked at her proud eyebrows and understood what she meant, but he was not pretentious, just nodded slightly, and as he thought, a piece of ashes had flew out of his neckline.

His body was covered with many spiritual bone pendants. For practitioners from other dynasties, many of the bone magic weapons on his body could only make him look barbaric and weird. However, the fact is that many inconspicuous bones on him were all magic weapons that practitioners of the Great Qi were afraid of. Several of them were unique in this world and could not be found anymore.

The ashes that flew out from his neckline was a finger bone, which came from a strange beast in the deep water of the Netherworld.

After a very natural but mysterious or extremely coincidental transformation, the remaining bones of the underworld beast have decayed, but this piece of finger bones has become the center of the underworld abyss, and eight out of ten of the yin energy in the underworld abyss gathered into this piece of finger bones.

This finger bone is called the Nether Water Relic in the practice world of Daqi.

As the name suggests, when the true energy of the Tse people poured into this finger bone like a volcano eruption, the originally inconspicuous grey bone burst out with a heart-wrenching violent aura. Just like the resurrection of the dark beast, a ball of black air hundreds of feet in radius appeared above the cemetery, which was deeper than the night.

In the next moment, countless black currents began to pass through the world in front of the Tse people.

The battle between powerful practitioners is more important in breaking tricks. Under the guidance of the former master who was as famous as Wang Jingmeng, the practitioner of Zhao Jianlu made irons in front of the earth's fire furnace all year round. Day after day, he felt the combination of fire intention and all things in the world. While tempering his own sword body, he naturally applied the fire intention in the world to the extreme.

The true essence in their bodies is the strongest true fire in the world.

The underworld water can extinguish any flame in the world. Even if it cannot completely extinguish the true fire transformed by the true energy of the practitioners of Zhao Jianlu, it can at least greatly reduce its power.

The power of the same seven realms is not difficult for the Tse people to deal with as long as the number is reduced.

The dark water is the coldest water in the world, and it is also the heaviest water in the world.

When thousands of black water flows appeared in the world where he and the people of Qisi were, for Zhao Miao, the world around him became heavier and cold.

"Good magic weapon."

She first exclaimed sincerely.

The value of this magic weapon comes from the unreplicable spiritual materials. This power that made her feel so cold and cold was really amazing. However, her next sentence was: "What a pity."

There was a bang.

A blazing fire illuminated thousands of dark waters and the night sky.

The red flames shone every bush of weeds in this grave, making it impossible for the Tse to open its eyes.

At this moment, she turned into a scorching sun.

The true energy in her body surged out of the sea of ​​energy and turned into red true fire, but it did not leave her side to fight against the dark waters that were passing by, but just wrapped layer by layer outside her body

She turned into an extremely fierce fireball.

In the next moment, she stepped out and came to the front of the Tse people.

The fireball strongly shattered hundreds of water flows in front of the Tse people. The red true fire collided with the black dark water, but did not make the hissing evaporation sound when the water and fire met, but it made a crisp sound like the broken ice crystals.

Among these crisp sounds, a more crisp sound of sword sounded.

For practitioners, this sound can even be described as "clean" and "pure".

The Tseman frowned deeply.

In the fire, the wrinkles on his forehead were as clear as a knife.

Zhao Miao held a piece of crystal sword in his hand.

This crystal sword is condensed by true fire, which is more crystal clear than all the red gems in the world. But what the Tse people couldn't understand at this time was that this crystal sword had a strong aura of life.

Zhao Miao's natal sword has been lost on the Wei River. This crystal sword has a sword shape and no substantial sword body. It should be just the remnant of her natal energy in the sea of ​​qi, just like the remnant soul of the natal sword.

No matter how any practice principle in the world of the practitioner, the power of such a crystal sword is naturally not as powerful as the real natal sword. However, at this time, the crystal sword seemed to have been injected with something new, and it was extremely powerful in his perception.

It is also clear that the sword intent of this sword moves forward without any intention of reviewing.

In other words, Zhao Miao devoted all the winners and losses to this sword.

She only wanted to use this sword, and one sword decided the outcome.

The time when these thoughts flashed through the minds of Tsez people was only equivalent to the moment when the lights jumped.

The fire was too dazzling, and he still couldn't open his eyes, but he still stood there without a step back.

Only a master of his level truly understands that he fights a desperate sword like Zhao Jianlu, who can only advance but not retreat as soon as he sets out his sword. Once he retreats, his momentum will be released, and he will be unable to have another chance to win.

His hands fell naturally on his waist.

There are also many spiritual bone magic weapons hanging around his waist.

What he held was a magic weapon made of a very long hollow leg bone.

This leg bone comes from a giant bird Fengpeng that has long been extinct. This giant bird is the ancestor of summoning the Nine Heavens Gangfeng. Many practitioners in the world use wind techniques to study and understand its power.

This leg bone was also just a small piece, but it was about three feet long. When he held this magic weapon in his hand, the true energy in his qi sea, including some breath that had been accumulated for a long time and had not been used for countless years, rushed out and injected into this magic weapon.

Inside this magic weapon, countless tiny cyan cyclones were suddenly generated.

The Tse man held the leg bone and stabbed towards the sword in Zhao Miao's hand.

To be more precise, it was a trap.
Chapter completed!