At the same time, Fan Jianqiang's eyes also turned blue.

It is not the blue of Westerners, but the crisp, bright blue, like a ghost.

Compared with the original demon clan, this is actually the real "demon".

Seeing that Bai Jiahei was about to be caught, Qin Yao suddenly shot at Fan Jianqiang with a spell on the word "explosion". This was the technique of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao, and he didn't expect to succeed.

Fan Jianqiang easily avoided, but also made Bai Jiahei escape back to Qin Yao, so Fan Jianqiang became even more angry and the blue light became more prosperous: "Since you choose to be the enemy, then let's do it and die!"

A blue light net spread out, covering everyone present.

The light net is densely packed with flashing thunder patterns, giving people the feeling of endless energy. It seems that as long as you are touched by any thunder pattern, it will be wiped out immediately.

The blue and black people led everyone to flee out, but it was useless. The light net seemed to extend infinitely. And it was getting lower and lower, and it was about to press on everyone's heads.

Everyone was already desperate, but Qin Yao suddenly shook his head, and the crisp sound of the little sword sword came again-

"This grandson is very arrogant."

Qin Yao: “…”

Then the little sword sword drilled out and looked around cleverly. Then it suddenly became several feet long, and the tip of the sword touched the center of the light net.

Qin Yao was shocked, really worried that the power of the light net would hurt it. But then he was surprised to find that the small sword sword was not only fine, but began to stir in the center of the light net.

It's like a stick stirring a spider web and wrapping it all around.

And the speed was very fast. After a while, all the light nets were rolled up, and a huge shuttle-shaped light ball was formed on the sword of the small sword sword.

The pure energy body seemed to have the ability to destroy the world. It was picked up by the little sword and flew directly to Fan Jianqiang.

Xiao Jianjian: "Are you so arrogant? Come on, take your own things back."

Fan Jianqiang: "..."

Little Sword: "If you don't take it, I'll stuff it to you."

After saying that, Xiaojianjian rushed towards Fan Jianqiang, and the latter was naturally surprised and rose up like a cannon to the ground. But unfortunately, Xiaojianjian's speed was a little faster than him.

So he caught up with him from below and stabbed him between his thighs, causing a refreshing explosion.

The dazzling blue light shone in the world, and everyone's eyes were so illuminated by the light that they couldn't open their eyes. When the light disappeared, everyone found that Fan Jianqiang stood in the air in a mess, like a young wife who fell into the bandit's nest, which was terrible.

Xiao Jianjian continued to shake the hilt of the sword, as if he was very proud of his masterpiece: "Dare to threaten my boss, you are tired of living. You have long disliked you boy, and I have long thought you have something wrong with you boy."

Fan Jianqiang murmured to himself, as if he could not believe that there was a powerful existence in this world that could restrain himself: "What are you? Although it is the real weapon soul Xuantian Sword, how could a weapon soul be so powerful? And it can escape from the Divine City, and it is still so crazy?"

It seems that Fan Jianqiang has long begun to doubt Xiao Jianjian.

At first, I thought it was Qin Yao's weapon soul, but it was nothing. After all, the True Dragon Remnant Clan is an extremely special race, with three souls in heaven and earth, so it is not surprising that it is spontaneously found the weapon soul.

But the question is, wasn’t it said later that the little sword sword was the soul of the Zhenwu Emperor? But how could it leave the Zhenwu Immortal Palace and come to the world to play?

At that time, Fan Jianqiang began to feel something was wrong, but later he never noticed anything abnormal, so he gave up. Now seeing the amazing performance of the little sword sword, it turned out that some of the hazy doubts immediately enlarged and became clear.

"Because I am an extraordinary spirit, unique and unique."

"..." Fan Jianqiang was stunned and roared, "Pretending to be a god, your mother will die! Even if you are the soul of the real weapon, so what? I am the same level as Zhenwu. Can one of his weapons do anything to me!"

It was said that, but Fan Jianqiang was still a little timid. When he was the extraterrestrial demon master at the Saint King level, he was naturally not afraid of the spirit of another Saint King. But the problem is that his current strength is far from being restored to the level of the Saint King, and he is now just a peak saint.

It should not be delayed, this is Fan Jianqiang's first reaction. Without saying a word, a blue light turned into a thick strip of light, climbing and entangling like a dragon, entangling the small sword and sword tightly.

Everyone was surprised and thought to themselves that the overwhelming light net was smuggled by the small sword. What can this light strip do now? Although it is just a little thicker, it looks far less spectacular than last time.

But at this time, Xiao Jianjian let out a terrifying cry, as if extremely painful.

Fan Jianqiang laughed: "How is this soul-devouring rope? It specifically corrodes and devours all kinds of souls, war souls and weapon souls. Little thing, you were crazy just now, why don't you show off now?"

The little sword sword struggled wildly, but could not get rid of it. The blue light rope was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, lying against the sword.

This is a kind of suppression of attributes. Even if the power of the light rope is not stronger than that of the small sword itself, it is just a special restraint.

Unless you can have more powerful power and use one force to reduce ten times of power, you can shatter it.

The little sword flew back to Qin Yao in pain and said anxiously: "Hurry, grab me with your right hand, hold the Daojing hand seal in your left hand, and recite the "Divine Curse of Emperor Xuan Zhenjun"!"

Fucking?

But it must have its intention. The problem is that the Dow finger mark is very simple, but I don’t know how to “The Curse of the True Lord of Xuandi”... Qin Yao was confused.

The little sword sword seemed a little regretful, and it was not difficult to teach Qin Yao the magic spell of Emperor Xuan Zhenjun in a hurry.

Qin Yao then held the small sword and raised it over his head, made a seal with his left hand, and recited it loudly: "Taiyin is transformed, the essence of the water level is weak and dangerous, the turtle and snake are combined... My eyes look at it, and the five mountains are destroyed!"

Accompanied by the rugged chanting, everyone was shocked to find that Qin Yao's body burst out with an increasingly powerful aura. It seemed that after every word, the power would be significantly improved. And when all 96 characters of the spell ended, Qin Yao's power seemed to have reached dozens of times, or even hundreds of times the size!

Even Fan Jianqiang's face turned green because it could feel that Qin Yao's actual power had exceeded the limit of the holy realm. As a former Saint King level, Fan Jianqiang understood that Qin Yao is now also a Saint King level power!

It's simply incomprehensible.

At the same time, Qin Yao surrounded him with dragon shadows, and the little dragon's battle soul instantly turned into a huge and unfriendly true dragon, spewing out a vast spiritual energy.

The light rope around the small sword sword also easily dissipated without any trace.

At this time, the sky became dark again, and thick clouds rolled. A familiar aura appeared again, and then the thick clouds quickly dissipated. A vast divine city immortal palace that stretched for hundreds of miles appeared above everyone's heads. The black and blue sky was no longer visible, and the boundaries were no longer visible.

Fan Jianqiang was shocked and said in a panic: "Zhenwu Demon Palace! Impossible, you are not the Emperor of Zhenwu, how can you summon Zhenwu Demon Palace! But... but you also have Zhenwu Xuantian Sword..."

Fan Jianqiang's head was a little confused.

You should know that the power summoned by Qin Yao now is the standard holy king level. Although it may not be as good as the Zhenwu Emperor at his peak, it is already absolutely invincible in front of all holy realms.

The Saint King is to the Saint, just like the Blood Sect to the True Semen, and it is destroyed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Qin Yao was quietly floating in the air, and his face gradually appeared as surprise, curiosity, smile, and suddenly...

"That's it, so that's it..." Qin Yao smiled and slowly opened his eyes.

Just then, he got double the ancient memories.

A piece of strange, mechanized information is like the ancients deliberately retained it to the latter, telling the stories of ancient times and the news that the ancient saints sealed off the demons outside the territory. These should all come from Emperor Zhenwu.

Another memory is the memory of the Demon Dragon Emperor that had been stored in Qin Yao's head. Due to the huge gap in strength, he could never open the memory gift package. Now he has suddenly risen to the realm of the Saint King, so this memory is naturally released.

Therefore, a mysterious ancient world, an incredible ancient rumors, and an ancient powerful man who had turned the world upside down and rain were all vividly revealed in his heart.

"Master Ji Di, I'm afraid I'll let you down today." Qin Yao shook the Xuantian Sword and said with a smile.

Fan Jianqiang was immediately struck by lightning.

His names in recent lives have been the Lord of Desire, used to confuse the public and hide his identity.

The so-called truth of origin means that desire is the root cause of all sufferings caused by sentient beings. When desires cannot be satisfied, it is all kinds of pain.

Now that Qin Yao can actually tell his true name from ancient times, it means that Qin Yao not only possesses extraordinary power, but also has a more mysterious ancient identity.

"Who are you? The reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu?" Fan Jianqiang asked in surprise.

Qin Yao shook his head, pointed his sword straight at Fan Jianqiang and the strange lampstand in his hand: "Kill you first, and then tell you."

"Fuck a ghost!" Fan Jianqiang turned around and ran away. Bastard, stayed with the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. In the future, he would return to the realm of the Saint King. When the nine demon lords became the Saint King, even if you are Qin Yao, we will have to waste you to death if you fight ten or ten times.

The body turned into a stream of light, as fast as thunder, which was beyond imagination.

And beyond the limit is Qin Yao.

Bang! Fan Jianqiang, who was flying at high speed, was dizzy and hit Qin Yao's hand.

Because Qin Yao blocked him in advance, he pushed out a thin black magic phantom with one hand, and easily stopped him.

"Give up, it's meaningless." Qin Yao smiled, "Everything is the arrangement of the ancient kings. You thought you had broken the seal, but you didn't expect that they were all in the predetermined trajectory. You thought you were a chess player, but in fact you were just a chess piece - a more important piece."

Fan Jianqiang was miserable.

Qin Yao: "Everyone is like chess, and everyone is on the chessboard, and there are already fixed numbers."

Fan Jianqiang: "What about you?"

Qin Yao smiled: "Of course I am, but I am the most important chess piece, and I can jump out of the board."

Fan Jianqiang: "Do you know, you are so timid and need a beating!"

Qin Yao: "I know, but I feel very happy. If you don't agree, you can bite me."

Fan Jianqiang felt even more uneasy.

These two sentences were not gossip, but wanted to see whether Qin Yao was possessed by the ancient sage king, or whether Qin Yao himself was awakened by the ancient sage king. Obviously, the latter is more stable and naturally more terrifying.
Chapter completed!