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Weighing the big purple seal in his hand, Zhang Gan thought, the big seal transformed by Fen Baoyan disappeared, and he kept it in his soul. The strange thing is that as soon as Fen Baoyan entered the soul, a layer of it immediately bloomed. The hazy Zixia protects his spirit, under the cover of this layer of purple clouds, he only feels that his spirit has become extremely stable and much more stable.
After collecting Fen Baoyan, he was not in a hurry to test the power of this treasure, but called out the map of Shanhe Sheji, and let everyone in Biyou Palace show up.
"This sacred mountain will be the holy land of our sect in Biyou Palace. You can also feel that this place is full of ancestral aura, which can make it easier for people to comprehend the Dao of Law. It is a veritable treasure land. Things are in the past, are you willing to join Biyou Palace and become an elder?"
Zhang Gan looked at Gu Qingming, even though Gu Qingming was his rule god, he still asked.
"Dare not to obey!"
At present, Gu Qingming took the Jiehuang clan members behind him to make an entry oath, connecting his luck to the holy pool of martial luck, and became a disciple of Biyou Palace.
Zhang Gan nodded slightly, and hundreds of thousands of disciples of Biyou Palace walked towards the sacred mountain ahead. This sacred mountain was a pristine wasteland, and it was covered with countless rare and rare herbs that no one knew, sacred trees and precious medicines. After countless years of nourishment by the ancestral spirit energy, because of the suppression of precious rocks, these rare herbs and sacred tree medicines did not produce spiritual wisdom, but they were full of spiritual power. In the future, there will be time to slowly discern the medicinal properties of these rare herbs function.
Hundreds of thousands of monks worked together, each using their magical powers. After a while, a wide mountain road appeared, extending all the way to the top of the mountain. Without the Fenbao Rock on the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain looked very empty, and there was enough space to build a hall and a palace.
Zhang Gan didn't take much care of the construction of the sect's holy place, but found a place with rich aura, and took out the Qiankun Ding with his hands.
Boom!
As soon as the Qiankun Ding appeared, a raging divine fire spread out, but Xihuang's original divine fire still remained inside the Baoding, and Xihuang's will remained in the divine fire, and he instinctively began to attack Zhang Qian.
"snort!"
Fen Baoyan fell suddenly, the Great Seal shook, a purple fairy light flashed, and the Emperor Xi's will in the divine fire disappeared without a trace, and was wiped away by Fen Baoyan's power. Fenbaoyan itself has the terrifying power to absorb monks' consciousness. When Zhang Qian got the three fragments of Fenbaoyan, it was precisely because those fragments could devour the consciousness crazily that he discovered the clue.
Fenbaoyan's ability to devour divine consciousness is naturally stronger. Xihuang's natal divine fire has no resistance. No threats.
Zhang Gan didn't even look at the divine fire, but looked at the ball made of countless runes in the Qiankun Cauldron. There were countless mysterious runes circulating in the ball, which was the restoration of the ancestor of the Sword Devourer. The innate supernatural powers left after that, the kind of terrifying supernatural powers that can infinitely devour the talents of sword repairers.
Zhang Gan has been thinking about the innate supernatural power of the ancestor of the sword devourer for some time, but now that he has settled down, he can't wait to get this kind of supernatural power.
There is also a slightly illusory roulette next to the ball, which is the master kendo roulette. Zhang Qian can't help but rejoice, thanks to the sword master ancestor of the sword, who appeared for a very short time, the sword cultivators of the heavens and the world have only just appeared. Knowing that this kind of kendo has appeared, no one has had time to practice and understand the master kendo.
If time goes by and countless sword cultivators embark on the Dominant Sword Way, maybe once the ancestor of the Sword Eater dies, before Zhang Gan can do anything, the authority to dominate the Sword Dao will be controlled by the sword cultivator who walks this way, and become the new Master Sword Dao master .
After calming down, Zhang Gan stretched out his hand and grabbed the round ball of runes. The will fragments of the sword-eating patriarch in the hundreds of millions of mysterious runes had long since disappeared. As long as the ball was swallowed and fused by Zhang Gan, it would be able to Obtaining that terrifying innate supernatural power is much simpler than when he plundered the three-legged Golden Crow's innate supernatural power, and there will be no danger.
After staring fixedly at the ball in his hand for a while, Zhang Gan suddenly pointed his finger, and a flash of inspiration burst out, and the perfectly round ball exploded instantly, turning into a cloud of runes.
Swish!
Zhang Gan opened his mouth and sucked this cloud of runes into his mouth. Qi and blood surged all over his body, and the origin of the blood veins appeared spontaneously. past.
After a while, all the runes fell into the depths of Zhang Qian's blood, and he didn't even need to do anything. The blood's inability had already begun to fuse these runes and seals.
Buzz!
An illusory sword shadow suddenly appeared behind him, the sword shadow was only about ten feet high at first,?As more and more runes and seals are fused with the original blood, the shadow of this sword is skyrocketing.
In the blink of an eye, the shadow of the sword turned into a height of hundreds of feet, and the unparalleled sword intent invaded the surrounding fields, making the disciples who were building the holy land of the Zongmen of Biyou Palace a little breathless.
Don't you know that this is just the beginning, the sword shadow at the height of hundreds of feet grows little by little, the same as the sword shadow behind the ancestor of the sword devourer, the two are similar at first glance.
Buzz!
The next moment, the sword shadow grew to a height of thousands of feet, standing behind Zhang Gan, protecting him, and the sweeping sword intent was as deep as the sea, like huge waves rippling in all directions.
However, this is not the end, and the sword shadow will become two thousand feet high and low in a short while.
As time went by, the sword shadow became higher and higher and more solid.
Three thousand feet!
Four thousand feet!
Six thousand feet!
After a while, the sword shadow behind Zhang Qian grew to a height of nine thousand feet, like a sky pillar that pierced the sky, and seemed to penetrate the stars under his feet.
And Zhang Gan's fusion of the sword-eating ancestor's innate supernatural powers has also reached a critical moment. Most of the runes and seals that make up the innate supernatural powers have been successfully integrated into his blood origin, leaving only a small part that has not yet been fused.
This small part is the most stubborn. Although there is no fragment of the will of the ancestor of the sword eater, Zhang Qian found that the fusion of runes slowed down.
After the sword shadow has grown to more than nine thousand feet, it will take a long time to even fuse a rune.
He didn't encounter this kind of situation when he fused the three-legged Golden Crow's innate supernatural powers. He stabilized his mind, calmed down in an ancient well, absorbed distracting thoughts, and focused all his attention on these runes.
He even forgot the passage of time. On the sacred mountain behind him, palaces and palaces appeared one after another, and wide roads meandered and circled on the sacred mountain. The sword shadow suddenly let out a violent sword cry.
Great!
This terrifying sword shadow has finally reached the lofty heights!
Buzz!
Zhang Gan opened his eyes, and with a thought, he said to himself: "Has a year passed?"
It took a year to integrate the innate supernatural powers of the sword-eating ancestor, which was beyond his expectation. He turned his head and saw the majestic palaces and halls on the sacred mountain behind him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com