"With the support of divine power, the cultivation speed of others is a hundred times faster.([] )"

Aoki's harsh words really angered Fan Siqin. When he counterattacked, he was merciless.

Aoki's face turned pale, and his eyes immediately turned red. "Is it a man? When I strip your clothes and fuck you, you will know if I am a man!"

In extreme anger, Aoki completely vented the darkness hidden in his heart.

There was no one in the square, and no one else heard Aoki's hysterical roar. After shouting these words, Aoki also regretted it. Why was he so impulsive that he actually said so despicable and vicious?

Fan Siqin's face was so angry that her face turned blood red, her whole body trembled, wishing she could kill Qingmu with one palm. This was the first time that anyone dared to say such explicit swear words to her.

"Don't be angry, it's just a mad dog barking." Gao Huan comforted softly.

After Aoki vented, most of his anger was extinguished. But when Gao Huan spoke, the anger in his heart suddenly became even stronger. "It's all you dead bald donkey, let me die."

Qingmu drew his sword and slashed it. He saw a blue scrim falling from the sky and sweeping towards Gao Huan. Qingmu had practiced swordsmanship in the Shenmu Palace, and his natal magic weapon was also a Fusang Qianye Sword. However, his mind was gloomy and most of them used magic when facing the enemy, and most outsiders did not know his depth.

After losing his memory, his instinct to master swordsmanship was not lost, and his natal sword weapon was not lost. Learning sword techniques in the Divine Sword Palace has improved his sword technique by a further level. His natal sword weapon has also been re-sacrificed, and his power has increased greatly.

At this time, he was extremely angry and took action, and he was merciless.

Aoki knew that Gao Huan was from a small sect, and no one could stand up for him even if he was killed. When others asked, they only said that he had killed him by mistake. Who could tell me something else?

Fan Siqin stared with her eyes wide open, "You dare!" The seven-colored Tianluo clothes spread out with long sleeves, turning into seven-colored rainbow light to seal the sword light.

But Gao Huan moved first, and the figure of others passed through the sword light like a slap in the face and slapped Aoki's face.

"Bang..."

Aoki's face was twisted with crisp and loud slap, and the fierce palm force also shocked Aoki's sword energy that was moving all over.

Aoki felt numb all over, his face swelled and painful. His brain was like a boil, and he couldn't remember anything for a moment. His whole body fell straight from half of his mouth.

Fan Siqin instinctively retracted the seven-colored sky rainbow, looked at Aoki on the ground in shock, and looked at Gao Huan hesitantly, unable to figure out how Gao Huan did it.

Gao Huan pulled it and Fan Siqin said, "There is no time, let's go quickly." Aoki's sword technique is extremely clever. But when he practices swords, his sword energy looks dense and sharp. In Gao Huan's eyes, there are many flaws. Both sides are not on the same level at all.

Fan Siqin said in confusion: "What are you afraid of? It's his first move."

Gao Huan said: "It's not that. We should hurry up and ask Fen Tian about something."

After leaving the Jiuxiao Hall, Gao Huan found the disciple who was in charge of the welcome and said he wanted to go out. The disciple was already responsible for picking up the guests and sending them to him. He didn't doubt anything. He sent someone to send Gao Huan and Fan Siqin out of the Divine Sword Palace.

Aoki, who was lying on the ground, slowly woke up, thinking of the humiliation he had just suffered, he almost became angry. There was a demon in his heart and he lost his memory, and that was the one who was already controlled by the demon. Otherwise, with his cultivation, it would be impossible for him to say that kind of thing in front of Fan Siqin.

Under the control of the demon, Aoki did not lose his mind, but his emotional fluctuations were completely out of control. He turned into a free demon and was not very interested in occupying his body. Their favorite was to manipulate the emotions of wise creatures and guide them to do all kinds of things that are contrary to common sense, absorb power from the violent ups and downs of the emotions of wise creatures, and enjoy the fun of manipulation.

Aoki has become deeply involved in the demon. His emotions have completely lost control. After being defeated by Gao Huan, he frantically wanted to take revenge. This crazy emotion that destroys everything is what the demons like the most.

Aoki, with red eyes, chased to the door before he knew from the welcome disciples that Gao Huan and Fan Siqin had gone far away. Aoki's anger could not be extinguished, but instead became more and more powerful.

"Adolescent woman. I must make you die in great pain!" Aoki murmured to himself. He still had basic consciousness and immediately thought that he was not a match for Gao Huan. He wanted to take revenge and was unable to do so.

"By the way, the magic sword!" Aoki's crazy thought changed, and when he thought of the power of the magic sword, he couldn't help it. He turned around and entered the Jiuxiao Palace with his sword.

The sword competition in the hall is still going on, and it is not affected by Gao Huan and the others' departure.

A man in purple was walking in front of the magic sword and reciting a poem. "The sky is high and the earth is thick, the sun and the moon are coming, the thunder and wind are blowing, and the four eras are wet..."

Aoki rushed straight over and almost hit the man in purple. Aoki's rampage also attracted everyone's attention.

Especially Aoki's cheeks were swollen, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and he looked very embarrassed.

Even Zi Yue, the lord of the Divine Sword Palace, also showed a strange look. I wonder how his proud disciple became like this.

At this time, Aoki's mind was full of murderous intent, just thinking about killing Gao Huan and Fan Siqin. He had long since been no longer concerned about other things.

He strode to the front of the incense table, held the hilt of the sword and roared, "You all have to die." Aoki's manic murderous intent dissolved into the divine sword, and also stimulated the sword spirit Milky Way.

Although the Galaxy itself is a sword spirit, it has its own wisdom and emotions. It can also be regarded as a sentient being. Although the demon is invisible and colorless, it cannot hide the Galaxy's spiritual sword heart.

"The Demon's Relatives..." Milky Way could immediately see that Aoki's condition was very wrong, and he was possessed by the Demon.

The invisible demon emerged from the subtle and smiled at the Milky Way, "Sword Spirit, why don't you lend me your power to get out of this cage?"

The demon is invisible and intangible, and cannot be completely killed. However, it can be suppressed by force sealing. After following Aoki into this place, the demon discovered that this was a completely closed world of divine deity.

The foundation of this world is the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword. In it, the demons were unable to escape. Then they had to appear and discuss with the Galaxy.

Galaxy asked back: "Why do I lend you power? Contact you, it will easily be eroded by your demonic power."

The demon said, "No one can deceive anyone. If you are sealed with someone else's power, you will never be able to escape from this world if you don't recognize the master. If you recognize the master of the sword, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and you can run rampant. Wouldn't that be happy?"

Jian Ling laughed. The words he said to Gao Huan just now. The devil said this, all of them wanted to confuse people's hearts.

The demon said again: "Nothing ridiculous. Haven't you noticed that there are three powerful god-transforming people here. Your power is declining. If you are refined by them, you will be able to be a sword spirit forever from now on."

Milky Way said disdainfully: "What is the point of transforming a god? Even a true immortal, I can kill it."

The demon laughed. "I still want to lie to me. I have been in this world for more than ten years. Ninety percent of the power of the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword is maintaining the operation of this world. Including the projection of your sword spirit, millions of creatures derived from the three thousand star gods, etc.

Although you are a sword spirit, you are unable to control this world."

"Absurd!" Galaxy said disdainfully.

The demon said: "You don't have to pretend. If possible, how could you think of finding the sword master? Only real creatures from the outside can help you get rid of this predicament and regain your power. Several powerful god-transforming people also saw the problem. This swordsmanship conference is their most open and upright opportunity. Once it falls into their hands, you know the consequences..."

Galaxy sneered, "Why am I going to cooperate with you? There are still a few cultivators here, and I'm not picking it casually. This waste who is possessed by you is not qualified and not even clear about his mind. How can I be the master of the sword?"

The demon said, "I can make a vow. As long as I leave this world, I will immediately escape from this person. This person's soul has decayed and just leave his body to control. It is not easy to transform this person with the power of the divine way."

When Milky Way pondered, what the Demon said was indeed very attractive. Milky Way was not afraid of the Demon. Although his power was less than one-tenth of his heyday, his sword heart was clear, and if the little Demon dared to come in, he could kill him immediately. The main reason was that Milky Way was not satisfied with Aoki.

Once you recognize the master, the Divine Sword and the Sword Master will establish close contact and be closely related. With Aoki's qualifications, you will never think of entering the transformation of God in this life, let alone other things. The divine power can be changed by force, but that will also cost a huge price.

After the death of the Beiming Star Lord, his divine power was not replenished, but he was constantly consumed. To this day, less than 30% of his divine power remained. A peerless talent like Gao Huan only needs one or two% of his divine power to push him to the level of a true immortal.

But even if a person like Aoki consumes all his divine power, he may not be able to transform into a god. The gap between the two is too big.

The demon saw the Milky Way hesitant and laughed secretly. He turned his free and could control all sentient beings, and even gods and Buddhas could not completely avoid the invasion of the demon. What's more, he was a mere sword spirit.

The invisible spiritual consciousness of the demon slowly lingers on the Milky Way like a spider web. The demon also knows that his power is too weak and there is no possibility of truly controlling the Milky Way, but he only needs to influence the Milky Way's emotions.

Taking advantage of the time when the Milky Way was pondering, Aoki unknowingly raised the magic sword.

In the Jiuxiao Hall, everyone saw Aoki raise his divine sword. A burst of screams suddenly sounded in the hall.

No one expected that this miserable guy with a bruised nose and a swollen face would be recognized by the Divine Sword. Including Zi Yue, the lord of the Divine Sword Palace. Judging from Zi Yue, Qingmu's qualifications are still a little worse, and his mental capacity is even worse. Logically speaking, it is impossible to be recognized by the Divine Sword.

A loud and powerful dragon roar suddenly echoed in the hall.

The terrifying sound wave impact brought by the dragon's roar shocked most of the people in the hall. Cultivators below the Golden Pill can block the impact of sound waves, but their souls cannot withstand the dragon's power. Most of them are scattered and killed on the spot.

More than half of thousands of people died in one go, and the tables, chairs, incense tables, incense burners, incense candles, tributes and other items in the hall were blown into countless debris by sound waves. Even the ceiling of the Jiuxiao Hall was shaken and tiles were shattered. The hall suddenly became a mess and chaotic.

The Green Dragon created a chaos, and ignored the others at all. It was like Aoki grabbing it with one move.

After waiting for so long, Qinglong waited for this opportunity again. Last time he took advantage of his strength, he suffered a great loss. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been bombarded and killed on the spot by the Divine Sword Palace.

Qinglong knew that there was no hope of forcing himself, so he settled down and hid aside and waited for the opportunity. Of course, he could not miss this precious opportunity in the Sword Conference. He changed his appearance and mingled in, but Qinglong never showed up. He knew that he could not be recognized by the Divine Sword.

But once the Divine Sword recognizes the master, it will be his best chance.

When the Divine Sword recognizes the master, the power must be adjusted by the Sword Master. The Sword Master's low cultivation level can exert some of the power of the Divine Sword. At this time, killing the Sword Master can severely damage the Divine Sword. At that time, the Divine Sword was not allowed to be sacrificed and refined.

Of course, Qinglong knew that there were other strong men hiding aside, but the opportunity was unstoppable, so how could he care about so many things? Whoever could succeed depends on his personal ability.

Just as the giant claws of the green dragon grabbed the green wood, a white whisk wrapped around the green dragon's claws. The whisk was as soft as water, but its potential was as deep as the abyss.

Qinglong broke free, but did not break away. Sangmu Daojun smiled and said, "Qinglong, why are you too anxious..." Sangmu Daojun controlled the whisk that was taken away from Gao Huan. The power of this whisk Gui water is extremely pure. Wood can produce water. In Sangmu Daojun's hand, its power is a hundred times stronger than when Gao Huan controlled it.

On the snow-white whisk, the water vapor evaporated, wrapping the green dragon.

"Open!" Qinglong shouted in a deep voice, and his feet exerted force. The extremely solid ground of the hall collapsed and shattered. Qinglong's huge claws broke the power of the water on the whisk and grabbed Qingmu's wrist. Qinglong was about to grab Qingmu to death. Sangmu Daojun raised his hand and a long green wood spear about till it was about to slap Qinglong's chest.

Qinglong is now a dragon-headed human body. If it is penetrated by a gun, it will be in danger of death. What's more, Sangmu Daojun's spear is a real top-grade divine artifact of the earth-level divine wood spear. Even if Qinglong's body is here, he will never dare to use his body to take the shot.

In desperation, Qinglong could only grab Qingmu's wrist and turn it around. Then Qingmu's divine sword in his hand to set up the divine wood spear. Qinglong knew that Qingmu in his hand was an outstanding disciple of the Divine Wood Palace, and I think Sangmu Daojun was also a little worried.

Sang Mu Daojun has been practicing this divine wood spear for more than a thousand years, and when it comes to gunshot techniques, he is naturally superb. The divine wood spear in his hand is extremely exquisitely pointing on the sword spine of the divine sword. The wooden spear is twisted in circles and turns, and the long but sharp magic power swept the divine sword away and continues to stab.

Qinglong just pulled Qingmu and pulled Qingmu in front of him. Seeing that it was Sangmu Daojun who stabbed him with a palm, he slapped Qingmu vest. Qingmu people rushed towards the divine wood spear. Qinglong originally wanted to slap Qingmu with one palm, but when he took action, he changed his mind and planted a Qinglong glare real thunder into Qingmu's body.

As long as Sang Mu reaches out and catch Qingmu, he will be blown away by the ray of the blue dragon. Killing cannot kill Sang Mu, but it can temporarily disintegrate his combat power. He can also kill Qingmu and take away the magic sword, which can be said to be a kill of two birds with one stone.

A hint of coldness appeared on Sangmu Daojun's face. The direct stab of the Divine Wood Spear did not change at all, but the Divine Wood Spear suddenly surged by about a foot, not only piercing Qingmu's heart, but also stabbing the Qinglong behind Qingmu.

Sang Mu's gun was too fierce, with a fierce and fierce gun intent. Before the Qinglong glare thunder buried in Qingmu's body had time to explode, it was destroyed by the magic power change by this sharp shot. Before the gun could explode, it was opened and did not explode.

Qinglong was caught off guard and was stabbed in the shoulder by the Divine Wood Spear. He was almost skewed with Qingmu and the two of them. Sangmu Daojun's sinisterness was really beyond Qinglong's expectations.

As a last resort, Qinglong let go of Qingmu.

Sangmu Daojun had already put away the whisk and grabbed the magic sword in Qingmu's hand. A trace of smug smiled on his dry old face. "The magic sword, hasn't it fallen into my hands yet!"

"Old man Sangmu, you dare to kill me!"

Qingmu's eyes rolled, and there were silver lights in Qingbi's eyes. The huge blood hole in his heart rolled and condensed, and it had healed again in a blink of an eye. It seemed that there was no scar. But the divine wood spear was sandwiched on his heart, which looked extremely strange.

Sangmu Daojun was also shocked, "Akimu, have you regained your mind?"

Aoki grinned and grinned, "How can you know that you, an old man, are so shameless if you don't recover your memory. For the sake of the magic sword, you actually attack the juniors of the sect. You should die..."

Sang Mu Daojun's face looked a little angry, "Bold, you dare to be so rude to your master. You are a traitor who is against your master and against your master, the old master must implement the rules," Sang Mu said, while trying to urge the divine wood spear. However, the divine wood spear embedded in Qingmu's body seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, and no matter how Sang Mu stimulated his power, he could not move.

"Danger……"

Sangmu Daojun's spiritual consciousness sensed the warning sign in advance, and he retreated without thinking. The second level of the transformation of gods, and thoughts give birth to light, can tell good fortune and good fortune. Sangmu Daojun believes in his spiritual consciousness, so he does not hesitate.

Sangmu Daojun's figure moved, and a little silver starlight had already bloomed in front of him. With Qingmu's cultivation, Sangmu Daojun would not be hurt even if he stood there for him to thorns. However, in the silver starlight, the brilliance contained destruction.

In a little silver light, it seems that the birth and death of the entire galaxy is hidden.

When Sangmu retreats again, his retreat is eight steps and divides it into eight directions. This is not an illusion, but Sangmu's Eight Gate Dunjia Technique.

But silver starlight shone one after another, and under the lightning flashed, mulberry wood hit eight swords in succession. From the center of the eyebrows to the lower shade, the sword marks lined up straight in a straight line.

The first three swords were blocked by the protective magic weapon, but the latter five swords forced the magic weapon and protective magic power, killing Sang Mu was covered in blood, and the surging sword intent almost shattered Sang Mu's soul.

Sang Mu couldn't believe that he would be injured by Qingmu. In the pain, Sang Mu had no time to think about it. With a roar, his whole body turned into a blue lightning and flashed away.

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Chapter completed!