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The next day, outside Xuanwu City.
In the vast void, there are two figures stepping on long swords and walking through the air.
The sword is the Zixiao Excalibur.
The people are Qin Feng and Ye Qingyu.
At this moment, Ye Qingyu looked at the sword under his feet and the void around him, with indescribable excitement on his face.
Once upon a time, it was her dream to walk with the sword and roam the world.
Now, she feels it, and has embarked on this road of dreams. She will definitely do her best to live up to the expectations of her master and her own dreams.
"I told you that you can't fall behind in taking advantage of the momentum, and you need to comprehend it all the time until you make one step." On the Zixiao Excalibur, Qin Feng carried his hands on his back and spoke softly.
Ye Qingyu is just getting a glimpse of the power of the momentum. It takes a long time to prepare to complete the momentum. It is okay to fight against low-level warriors, but when you meet a strong one, the battle changes rapidly. Who will give you so long to gather momentum? .
The real entry into the momentum is to move the momentum at will, the idea is born, and the momentum is self-contained.
This is the real momentum.
Ye Qingyu is still far away.
"Master, don't worry, this disciple will never let Master down." Ye Qingyu listened carefully and nodded heavily.
"The set of cold sword formulas I taught you must also be practiced hard. Its sword intent taps your potential, and the superposition of the two phases is enough to support your cultivation to the front of the Lingfu realm." Qin Feng said again.
Ye Qingyu's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and joy flashed by.
Even though she has not yet practiced the sword art taught by her master before leaving, she can still feel extraordinary. She can guarantee that if she masters it, its power will surpass the sword art of the same level.
"Master, where are we going now?" Ye Qingyu asked.
"Qingye Imperial City." Qin Feng responded softly.
Ye Qingyu's beautiful eyes opened slightly, a ray of complex color flickered past, and she tentatively said: "Master, is he going to take me to the hero meeting at the end of the year of the empire?"
"No." Qin Feng said.
Ye Qingyu was a little stunned.
Instead of going to the Heroes' Meeting, what are you going to do in the Imperial City of the Empire?
At the same time, there is still some loss.
"Master, this trip to the Imperial City, can I go to the Heroes' Meeting?" Ye Qingyu summoned up her courage.
If it is Ye Qingyu's biggest dream to hold a sword to the end of the world, and to be happy with each other, then the Heroes' Meeting at the end of the year of the empire is the stage that Ye Qingyu most wants to stand on in the past ten years.
It was a feast.
It is a feast gathered by the imperial arrogance.
She had fantasized countless times that she could stand on the stage that the empire focused on and shine with glory.
Before, it was powerless.
But now, she can practice and has strength.
This dream, she wants to realize.
Moreover, her parents also repeatedly explained that they hoped that she would go to the imperial city to step on the stage of the Heroes' Association.
Qin Feng didn't respond directly, but just looked sideways at Ye Qingyu, his calm eyes made Ye Qingyu's heart tremble, as if those eyes could see through her everything, without any secrets.
"You are my disciple, not my slave. I guide your practice, and I don't want to control your life. You have your freedom."
Qin Feng's heart is like a mirror.
When Ye Qingyu felt extremely flustered, he said calmly.
"Thank you, Master." Ye Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then she was overjoyed. Under that gaze, she was ready to give up, but unexpectedly, Master agreed.
"However, if you want to go, first practice the first form of the Cold Sword Art, otherwise, you will only be ashamed." Qin Feng said.
The Cold Sword Jue is divided into two styles.
The first form, the ripples of thousands of waters, comprehend its sword intent, it is enough to sweep the first-level Hualing.
The second form, Autumn Water Frost, has an even more terrifying meaning. Once realized, it can defeat high-level spirits, refine great achievements, and cut peak spirits.
And this is just the power of the sword formula, and if you dig out the meaning of Ye Qingyu's Tianhan body, its power will only be more terrifying. If you make two moves, it may be able to kill ordinary spirit houses.
Qin Feng has lived for a hundred thousand years, how can the martial arts he collected be ordinary, and he has high hopes for Ye Qingyu, even if he has ordinary garbage, he can't show it.
"The disciple will never embarrass the master." Ye Qingyu said very seriously, then sat cross-legged, and practiced every minute and every second.
At the same time, outside the land of hundreds of countries, the sky here is as clear as washing, and there is no cloud in the sky, it is clean and pleasant.
But suddenly, there was a faint fluctuation in the vast sky, which quickly spread out like ripples, and the entire sky suddenly disappeared.?The wind blows the lake.
Immediately afterwards, black dots appeared, floating rapidly in the direction of Baiguo.
Soon, those black dots enlarged, and there were more than ten strong men walking in the sky.
If this scene is seen by people from all over the world, they will definitely be shocked.
These are more than a dozen experts in the Netherworld!
In this border of hundreds of countries, in an ordinary country, the power of a country only has two or three spirit ghosts, even in a tyrannical country like the Qingye Empire, there are less than ten spirit ghosts.
There are more than a dozen strong ghosts, probably enough to sweep any country.
"Are you sure that person has appeared here?" The leader looked at the land of hundreds of countries, and then looked at the person next to him and asked.
The man nodded and said, "Sure."
"Very good, catch up."
More than a dozen spirits passed through the void
Qin Feng didn't know about the arrival of these people, he took Ye Qingyu with his sword, and soon came to Qingye Imperial City.
But he did not enter the city, but passed across the imperial city and landed a hundred miles away from the imperial city.
It's foggy, cold and eerie.
"This is the Psychedelic Mountain Range!" After arriving, Ye Qingyu woke up from the state of cultivation. She opened her eyes and saw the scene in front of her, and her expression suddenly changed.
The Psychedelic Mountain Range is the most terrifying Jedi in the Qingye Empire, how could she not know.
It is said that this place is dangerous. Once you set foot on it, you will be lost in it forever and cannot get out.
For countless years, the Qingye Empire has sent countless people to investigate, but none of them returned, including a strong man in the Ghost Realm.
Since then, this place has been regarded as a Jedi and a forbidden place!
"Master, you want to enter the Phantom Mountain Range?" Ye Qingyu looked at Qin Feng with a serious expression.
"En." Qin Feng remained indifferent, as if he would always have this calm expression, and nothing could affect his state of mind.
Ye Qingyu was puzzled, and was about to say something, but Qin Feng said:
"If you join my sect, you will be worshiped."
While speaking, I saw Qin Feng casually pointing a finger, and the cold and strange mist quickly dispersed as if blown by an unstoppable hurricane.
Immediately afterwards.
Boom!
There was a loud noise from the depths, as if some magic circle had been touched and was opening, and the roaring sound became more and more resounding, as if the sky was being opened.
The turbulent mist quickly scattered in all directions, and bright rays of light, like lightning, quickly extended towards Qin Feng and the others along the scattered space, and appeared at his feet.
"this¡¡"
Ye Qingyu was stunned in shock.
Looking at the bright rays of light, it is like a ladder, going up from the bottom of the feet, as if leading to the depths of the sky.
Isn't the psychedelic mountain range a Jedi, a forbidden land?
Even in the Netherworld Realm, they had to die tragically, but the master actually broke through the fog with one finger, and there are still layers of bright ladders. What is going on?
"Follow me."
Qin Feng stepped on the ladder and walked up, with an unprecedented solemn expression.
Although Ye Qingyu was a little shocked, and even a little afraid, after all, the psychedelic mountain range has long been known.
But she still followed Qin Feng without hesitation.
The bright ladder seemed endless, and Ye Qingyu didn't know how long she had walked, but suddenly her expression changed wildly, and she looked ahead in extreme horror.
"That is¡¡"
In her line of sight, above the cloud-shrouded void, there is a vast and majestic fairy palace sitting there.
Just like the fairy palace outside the sky, it is located in the clouds and suspended in the sky, as if it can crush the whole world, making Ye Qingyu feel that his soul is trembling, and his heart is shocked, which is beyond words. (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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