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The breeze is gentle.
On the edge of the cliff, the daylight was dim, and a deep and shallow dark green was outlined in the dense forest in the distance. There was no sound in the surrounding area, and even the sound of insects could not be heard. The sound of the sound, the sound is faint, and the whole mountain forest is a bit deeper.
Under this eerie silence, thousands of warriors who looked like wolves and tigers turned into motionless corpses in the blink of an eye. They still maintained the excited, greedy, and sinister expressions of life, but there was nothing on their bodies. Scars, as if the soul was directly taken away.
This is a nightmare, this must be a nightmare! How could there be such a thing in the world that killed nearly a thousand warriors in an instant?
Bathed in the sun, the people of Sacred Heart Jianzhai did not feel the slightest warmth, only the bone-chilling cold like falling into an ice cave.
Get it
Looking at Song Yifei's back, the sound of chattering teeth came one after another. Everyone who got up from the ground was already terrified of fear, not even daring to move, for fear of ending up in the same end
"That guy Yan Qingyi looks pretty and gentle, but I didn't expect him to have a lot of thoughts."
Knowing that Yan Qingyue is Yan Qingyi's younger sister, and the sword intent suddenly fluctuated in his mind just now, he can understand what's going on.
When Yan Qingyi passed on his sword intent to him, he probably did something wrong.
Song Yifei glanced at Yan Qingyue, and finally landed on the Tianmoqin.
He recalled the piano sound that sounded in his memory when he was unconscious.
"You were the one who saved me back then, right?"
"yes!"
Yan Qingyue did not hide anything, and nodded calmly.
Song Yifei didn't continue to ask, although he still had a lot of doubts in his heart.
A silver-white sword intent flew out of his body, suspended in front of Song Yifei, he pointed at it, and with a light swipe, separated a transparent pure sword intent.
"This, it can be regarded as return to the original owner!"
Following Song Yifei's words, and with a light touch of his finger, Yan Qingyue's body suddenly floated up slowly as if a gentle air flow gathered and lifted her.
The sudden change of the surrounding scene made Yan Qingyue startled, but she kept her composure without struggling, and looked at the transparent sword intent in front of Song Yifei with complicated eyes.
The somewhat dazed maid, Xiaoju, opened her mouth but did not make any sound. All the people present opened their eyes wide and watched all this closely without daring to breathe.
Could that be sword intent?
Why is it silvery white?
What is he going to do?
Can it be given to others?
The elders who understand what sword intent is, know the preciousness of sword intent, and couldn't help feeling hot in their hearts, swallowing their saliva secretly.
In just one or two breaths, Yan Qingyue had already flew in front of Song Yifei under the force of the invisible lift, and before the anxious Yan Qingyue could speak, Song Yifei's finger had already touched her forehead lightly Above, a sharp and unparalleled sword intent surged out in an instant, rushing straight into Yan Qingyue's spiritual space!
In the originally unperceivable mind space, the sound of rushing rivers and seas came faintly.
Afterwards, in the pitch-black darkness and absolute emptiness, all the chaotic mist was suddenly pierced, and an extremely bright, brilliant, and fiery sword light suddenly lit up!
Crackling!
Accompanied by the changes in the spiritual world, a series of rapid explosions came from the body. Yan Qingyue's beautiful eyes suddenly protruded unconsciously, and she only felt an indescribably vast energy washing over her body like a tide. Under the washing of this energy, everything in the body, such as muscles, bones, flesh and blood, grows and transforms like never before!
One breath, two breaths, three breaths Her cultivation base began to expand explosively, the white robe fluttered, and she reached the ultimate congenital perfection in an instant, breaking into innate perfection.
"What a talent!"
Sensing Yan Qingyue's breakthrough in cultivation, Song Yifei couldn't help sighing in his heart.
Although the key to her cultivation breakthrough lies in the transmission of sword intent, if she is not talented enough, even with the help of sword intent, she can't break through two levels in a row.
Huh!
After about ten or so breaths, Song Yifei let go of his hand under the tense and longing eyes of everyone in Sacred Heart Jianzhai. Yan Qingyue still had a sluggish expression, her body fell to the ground like a goose feather, her expression??It seems like a dream that has not yet woken up.
And everyone focused their scorching eyes on Yan Qingyue in unison, envious on the one hand, and worried on the other.
"Your Lord will be back soon! I still have something to do, so I'll be leaving first!"
"Also, thank you!"
Song Yifei didn't intend to stay. After understanding the grievances, he turned into light and projected away like a shooting star.
"Go, go?"
"Who is this lord? We haven't thanked him yet!"
The people who were standing motionless on the spot woke up in astonishment after the light and shadow transformed by Song Yifei moved away in an instant, and they were at a loss for a while.
The maid Xiaoju ignored Song Yifei who was going away, and quickly ran to Yan Qingyue, took her hand and asked nervously:
"Miss, are you okay? Who is that man? What did he do to you?"
"I'm fine!"
Feeling the sword intent in the will world and the turbulent true energy in her body, Yan Qingyue said softly:
"Who else has this kind of strength in the world besides him!"
"he?"
"No. 1 in the world!"
Yan Qingyue stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the direction where Song Yifei left, various thoughts flashed in her eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking
Fifteen days have passed since Song Yifei was born again and killed Dali Shenchao.
Under Song Yifei's force, the world was forcibly unified, a house of elders was established, and the imperial rule was wiped out.
The Imperial Capital of Dagan has become the center of politics, power, and economy in the world. The Imperial Capital is like a city that never sleeps. No matter day or night, it is always full of noise.
Today is the day when the new empire was established, and the already prosperous imperial capital is ten times busier than before.
Countless people flocked to this holy city from all over the world, and the main streets were bustling with each other. In the streets and alleys, in various tea shops and brothels, you can see warriors with powerful temperament everywhere. Every restaurant where you can stay is almost full of warriors from all corners of the country.
Boom!
Amidst the hustle and bustle, a loud noise came from afar. As the sound echoed over the city, the sky and the earth turned pale, and all horses fell silent. Thousands of warriors and people on the street suddenly raised their heads!
Above the sky, countless flowing clouds frantically gather! As if there were a pair of invisible big hands stirring, the clouds all over the sky changed suddenly, forming incomparably huge characters, covering the sky above the imperial capital!
These characters covered the sky and the sun, and filled everyone's sight. At the same time, a Shenzhou, which was also hundreds of feet long and so huge that it blocked the sunlight, floated motionless.
"Look! What's that!"
"My God, a ship that can fly!?"
"What is this!"
And beside this Baizhang Shenzhou, the five figures are extremely small, but they seem to gather the most dazzling brilliance in the world, attracting everyone's attention in an instant!
Yu Jingxuan stood on the cloud, scanning the entire extremely magnificent imperial capital indifferently, and scanning the crowds of people who were terrified, righteously angry, or excited on the ground.
"Master Si Zuo, there is no sense of Martial Saint's breath nearby!"
"My lord, I don't even have a master!"
"The people on the Giant Whale are not here either!"
"That person named Song Yifei hasn't shown up for several days!"
"There is no news of anyone involved."
At this time, Song Yifei, with everyone who was willing to leave, stepped into a strange land that had never been seen or heard of before through the teleportation array of the mysterious sect. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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