In a flash, the earth withered and flourished, but I don’t know how many disasters there are in the world, and how many heroes died in battle under the city occupied by gods and demons.

Qingyoumen, beast pool,

The bottomless water of the pond was light and waveless. A giant tortoise was lying in the water, motionless. The huge turtle shell was covered with moss, looking like a huge bluestone.

In the center of the beast pool, in the middle of the pond, a girl stood pretty on the water surface, her toes were stepping on the transparent pond water like a mirror, but it was completely touched. A faint true energy luster was lingering on the left and right. She closed her eyes tightly, and her moon-like eyelashes suddenly blinked, as if she noticed her eyes, she suddenly opened her eyes, and exclaimed: "Master..."

"ah."

She looked around in a daze, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks, crystal tears splashed in the pool water, and a ripples spread out.

"Master..." She murmured and suddenly knelt on the water surface, letting her snowy legs touch the water surface. However, the splashes seemed to be spiritual and did not wet her clothes and body, and always kept a distance from her.

By the pond water, several meditating women opened their eyes and looked at the girl in the water. A Qingyou disciple couldn't help but say, "Sister Xiaoxi, you... are trapped in the nightmare of cultivation again."

Yun Xiaoxi turned around, wiped away the warm tears, looked at everyone with a sour nose, and said, "Although Master has been killed by Chisel, we must never give up Qingyoumen, live in the beast pond, practice well, remember Master's words at the end of his life, Qingyoumen must never disappear into the world, otherwise we will be ashamed of Master Fuxi."

A woman nodded, and after approaching, she held Yun Xiaoxi's shoulder and said, "We all know, it's just... Sister Xiaoxi, are you okay? After breaking through the sixth level of the starry sky and entering the seventh level of the starry sky, you have been in a daze..."

Yun Xiaoxi's tears burst out again: "I can't believe that the master who has been with us for twenty years will be killed, I..."

"Sister Xiaoxi, wuwu..." The female disciple immediately cried and she was filled with rain.

The male and female disciples of the Qingyoumen around the beast pool all showed sad expressions, especially those female disciples, who were crying extremely sadly.

After a while, Yun Xiaoxi slowly stood up and walked towards everyone in the waves. His eyes were calm and he said lightly: "Dear brothers and sisters, I don't need to say more. Everyone knows that the despicable god of Zaochi occupied Qingyoumen. He has the mid-level strength of Tianchen. Even if Elder Qingxuan and his master joined forces, he could not win. Elder Qingxuan returned to the Yinlong Palace seriously injured. In order to protect us, the descendants of Qingyoumen, Zaochi was even killed by Zaochi. Zaochi was cruel and cruel. In the past year, he killed countless people around him. People have to avoid us Qingyou Mountain. Whether for the people of the world or to avenge our master's revenge, we must work hard to practice in order to be able to chisel the teeth with blood blades."

A male disciple stood up and said, "Sister Xiaoxi, your cultivation level is the highest. Even you have not been able to break through the starry sky realm and ascend to a god. So what about us?"

Yun Xiaoxi's body trembled slightly, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he said, "I will do my best..."

Continue to practice, Yun Xiaoxi stood on the water and entered into meditation, entered the supreme realm of the Qingyoumen lineage's unique ice crystal technique, and blue ripples appeared under her feet, as if she was protecting her.

The highest level of the Ice Crystal Art is Bing Xuan's Dream. After entering into meditation, Yun Xiaoxi was like a dream. Countless past events flew through his mind, and scenes passed by his eyes. Hu Yue's loving face made Yun Xiaoxi feel heartbroken. The picture changed, and there were scenes in the Qingyun Mountains. The laughing young man is now gone. Many people circulated that Ye Yang was killed in the decisive battle with the strong wind, and his soul was scattered. Moreover, Yun Xiaoxi could not sense Ye Yang's breath for a year, just like the legendary one, Ye Yang was dead.

"Ziyu...Ziyu..."

Yun Xiaoxi seemed to be muttering in a dream, and was in a state of disorganization. He suddenly woke up. With a "puff", a mouthful of blood splattered in the pool water, and her long hair spread out. She showed a hint of pain and slowly lay in the pool water.

"Senior Sister Xiaoxi, Senior Sister Xiaoxi."

A group of Qingyou disciples rushed forward, but found that Yun Xiaoxi had fainted.

Several female disciples cried in tears, took Yun Xiaoxi's hand and cried, "I'm finally trapped by love. Senior sister, why are you doing this?"

"Hurry up, help Senior Sister Xiaoxi heal her injuries..."

In the dark beast pool, full of sorrow and worry,

...

A year later, the Wuji Purgatory was filled with fire, and the entire Wuji Purgatory was boiling violently.

Even many stone ores were refined around the mountains. The blood-red magma surging, as if very angry, the blue rocks were rising, and the entire Wuji Purgatory seemed to be about to explode.

“Hey hey…”

Several commanders sighed one after another, looking at Ye Yang who was still standing in the flames in the distance, and said, "When is it going to be the first? It's been a year. Even the boy named Ding Xiang over there has refined many inner alchemy and entered the starry sky realm. When will the lord be able to refine the Haotian Sword?"

Qiao Yan Luo frowned slightly and said, "Actually, four months ago, I felt that the power of the Aura Realm of the Aura has long exceeded the seventh level of the Starry Sky. His strength has long been among the god-level powerhouses. However, he is still unwilling to give up refining the sword, so that now the power of the adult has reached the god-level powerhouse, but the realm is still at the starry sky realm. What's going on?"

Commander Tian Lan smiled faintly and said, "I seem...I seem to understand something..."

"What do you understand?" Qiao Yan Luo and a group of commanders asked hurriedly.

Commander Tian Lan thought for a while and said, "Overyone cultivates only the understanding of the law. The more you understand the law, the stronger your strength will be. However, the adults have been sleeping for almost a year in their practice, and their breath becomes larger, but they have not woken up for a long time. I think, what the adults have cultivated is not the understanding of the law, but a state of mind. The adults are not cultivating the gods, but cultivating the mind. Once the state of mind improves, their true strength may be more terrifying than those strong people who ascend to gods."

"ah……"

The beautiful Yan Luo opened his mouth wide and looked back at Ye Yang who was sleeping in the realm of hundreds of refining techniques in the air. His beautiful eyes were full of confusion: "Is it true... as Tianlan said, the adults have not yet cultivated their minds, so they are unwilling to wake up."

Tian Lan nodded: "I thought so. Once the adults open their eyes, they will immediately ascend to God."

The beautiful Yan Luo's delicate body trembled: "Ha, that... is so good..."

...

At this moment, suddenly, the earth trembled. Not far away, with a "puff", a black long sword broke through the sea and hung towering between the sky and the earth. It was the Haotian Sword.

"It's time to wake up, Haotian Sword."

Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of terrifying gold, and shouted: "Gods in the Wuji Purgatory, tremble."

"Calm."

The Haotian Sword finally suddenly unsheathed, and the sword body was melting rapidly. After a year of casting the troops, Ye Yang finally began to melt the Haotian Sword.

He raised his hand and pulled up the Qinghun Sword behind him. Ye Yang suddenly threw it out. The Qinghun Sword collided with the Haotian Sword with a spiritual bang. The huge energy explosion continued one after another, and the entire Wuji Purgatory seemed to be about to be destroyed.

After a while, the dust and fire rocks dissipated, the Haotian Sword and the Qinghun Sword merged into one place, turning into a divine iron, without any shape, floating there in the air,

Ye Yang raised his hand and a flame crystal "brushed" through the air. It was the unique ability of the god-level powerful man, condensing the divine crystal,

...

"Sir, he... he is already a god..." Qiao Yan Luo opened his mouth wide,

Commander Tianlan and others surrendered one after another. If the young man used his strength to surrender the ghost soldiers, then now, facing a real god, how could these ghost soldiers not surrender?

...

The sea surface of the lava sea began to calm down and no longer rolled. The flames that were almost impossible to see with the naked eye swiftly swiftly and flew towards the divine iron in the air. There was no doubt that Ye Yang was using the power of the gods to continue to cast this new divine sword. The heat of the entire Wuji Purgatory Lava Sea was used for it, which was equivalent to Ye Yang almost refining the entire Wuji Purgatory, just for the divine weapon to be born.

Under Ye Yang's thoughts, the divine iron slowly began to condense and transform, becoming more and more like a sword. The elemental elves around were moving fiercely, and balls of nameless explosion flames flashed everywhere in the air.

"Is the divine weapon a success?" Qiao Yan Luo opened his beautiful eyes nervously.

Commander Tian Lan frowned: "It seems that there is something missing... Although the divine iron is rare in the world, it... it lacks some spirituality... The real divine weapon is definitely not like this."

...

Before Tian Lan finished speaking, suddenly, the divine iron exploded, and a halo of flame appeared, gradually condensed into the image of a human being.
Chapter completed!