Chapter: 4604

What kind of power is this?

Why have they never heard of it?

Jiuyou Mozun and others fell into deep shock, because a terrible guess suddenly rose in their hearts!

If this guess is true, then I am afraid there will be another fierce battle today!

The expressions of Demon Corpse Yuanzun, Killing Immortal Yuanzun, Dongfang Haojie and others gradually became dignified. Those who come from the other party who are not kind will not come, and if they come at this time, it is obviously not for Ning Qi's face. If the ceremony of ascension to the throne was disrupted, what would Ning Qi's face be?

"Zhao Wou-ki, I remember that among the group of immortal monks, your strength is the lowest. I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect that you are still alive."

Xiao Liu sneered, his voice was loud, and gradually exuded a trace of the Nine Tribulations Creator's aura. According to this recovery speed, it would not take long for Xiao Liu to break through the Nine Tribulations Creator's shackles and return to the realm of immortality! He felt a little pity, if Zao Wou-ki gave him a little more time, with his strength, he might be able to kill this guy with obvious injuries!

These words seemed to remind Zhao Wou-ki of that frightening battle, and everyone clearly caught a trace of panic in his eyes!

"snort!"

Zhao Wuji woke up from his memories, and looked at Xiaoliu coldly: "You Tianlong clan were really strong at the beginning, but now, your aura is almost the same as that of ants. Compared with your predecessors, you are worse. Far, today I will take your head as a memorial to my dead colleagues!"

As soon as the words fell, a ray of green light rose into the sky from Zhao Wuji's back. Immediately afterwards, one turned into two, and the second turned into three. In an instant, everyone saw an endless array of swords appearing in the sky. Every bite of the fairy sword gives people a sense of trembling from the bottom of their hearts!

The next moment, thousands of fairy swords fell towards Beixuanxian Palace like rain, and the monks below could only watch this scene with a look of horror, but they couldn't dodge any movements, because they were already caught by the opponent's breath. Lock down, suppress!

During this process, the surrounding fairy swords were continuously fused to the most central piece of the fairy sword, and every time a piece was fused, the size of the fairy sword increased by one point.

In the end, there was only one fairy sword left in everyone's eyes. This fairy sword was covered with complicated lines, and it was extremely huge, just like a mountain.

"It's over! I didn't expect to die here today!"

"If I knew this earlier, I should have sold the invitation in the first place, rather than dying here for nothing!"

"You shouldn't come, you shouldn't come today!"

Countless monks looked at this scene with regret, but it is a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world to take. At the same time, the other monks who saw this scene through the phantom in the sky were a little gloating. I'm glad I didn't get the invitation, otherwise I'm afraid I will die under this giant sword today!

"Chi..."

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of Third Prince Ming, and he didn't make a move, because he had already noticed Ning Qi's movements.

A saber glow, from bottom to top, greeted the fairy sword. Everyone only heard a clang, and then the giant fairy sword with a destructive aura broke into two halves. On Zao Wou-ki's astonished face, the blood bar on the top of Zao Wou-ki's head disappeared by a full third!

boom!

The giant sword that was broken in two fell to the ground and was deeply inserted into the ground. Seeing this scene, Jiuyou Mozun and others subconsciously looked at Ning Qi. They found that the breath that suppressed them had disappeared, and then Beixuan In the fairy city, another burst of wild shouts erupted!

"Immortal Emperor Beixuan! Immortal Emperor Beixuan!!"

Everyone looked at Ning Qi with fanaticism, especially those monks who thought they would die under this sword, and they would be blessed if they survived a catastrophe. They were the most excited!

"Qingxuan sword is broken?"

Zhao Wou-ki stared blankly at this scene, he didn't even notice that a piece of Tianling Gai was cut off from his head by the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The Qingxuan Sword is an immortal weapon specially refined by the master refiner of Qingxuan Mansion. Its grade is much higher than the immortal artifacts in the outside world. , it is impossible for such a fairy weapon to meet an opponent, let alone be cut into two pieces!

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji looked fiercely at the dragon-slaying sword in Ning Qi's hand. There was only one explanation, that is, the grade of this sword was far above Qingxuan Sword, and a trace of greed came from Zhao Wuji's eyes. In a flash, the next moment, he looked at Ning Qi with a solemn expression.

The sword is not a mortal thing, and the person holding the sword also surprised him a little. If he can break his Qingxuan Sword Art head-on, the opponent's cultivation must be not low!