Chapter 900 (1/2)

At this moment, no one can use pen and ink to describe the shock in their hearts.

Even, they can’t even make a sound.

A pair of vision is focused on Qin Yichen.

Qin Yichen’s body is surrounded by Black Qi, exuding murder and hostility, which is in sharp contrast with the Lingtu Cliff surrounded by holy light opposite him.

At this time, everyone’s eyes are focused on Qin Yichen’s hands.

In the palm that lacks Black Qi, I hold a holy light long sword, but at this time, the bright radiance is dimmed. Under the erosion of the trace of Black Qi, There was a piercing sound.

“Canglan Sacred Sword?”

Qin Yichen played with the long sword in his hand, spitting out a playful mockery, “It’s just rotten copper and broken iron.”

No one present can understand why this is, but only he knows the terrifying of Black Qi.

You need to know that these Black Qi, but even the Myriad Dao Divine Armor of Master Lu Ban can erode the terrifying energy. How can the Holy Weapon of a Saint trifling be able to withstand the erosion of Black Qi? !

If it weren’t for Black Qi that had been purified a lot, I’m afraid that once touched, the Sacred Sword of Canglan would be corroded directly.

“Asshole, return my holy sword!”

Looking at the rapidly dimming Canglan holy sword, Ling Tuya was eager to split, and wanted to come over to grab it, but it was very fearful Qin. Yichen Black Qi rising up with both hands.

“Urgent!”

Suddenly, he bit the tip of his tongue, his fingers were stained with blood essence, mixed with Shengwei, and a wonderful symbol was drawn in the void.

As this symbol took shape, the Canglan Sacred Sword held by Qin Yichen began to tremble violently, seeming to want to get out of his control.

Obviously, the Sacred Sword of Canglan has already recognized Ling Tuya as the master.

“It’s a pity.”

Qin Yichen sighed in his heart. Originally, he wanted to take the Sacred Sword of Canglan as his own.

Although this is only Saint’s soldier, it is also Holy Weapon after all. Even if he has the Myriad Dao Divine Armor, he doesn’t need it, he can always give it away.

But now, his idea is disillusioned.

“Then it can only be destroyed!”

There was a hideous flash on his face, and then, on his arm, Black Qi spread out quickly, wrapping the Canglan Holy Sword. Inside.

Next, Canglan Holy Sword struggled more violently.

“dong! ……”

Suddenly, a majestic energy fluctuation rippled out of the sword blade, Qin Yichen’s whole body was shaken out, and the sword of Canglan Get out.

“Law Power!”

Looking at the bleeding palm, Qin Yichen’s eyes flashed with dignity.

He is still underestimated by the power of Holy Weapon!

I originally thought that Black Qi could be swallowed and destroyed by virtue of its weirdness. However, he didn’t expect that the Law Power in this saint armament could be temporarily resisted, and His hand is hurt!

On the other side, although the Canglan Sacred Sword was taken back, Ling Tuya didn’t dare to hold out hands to receive while seeing the Canglan Sacred Sword lacking Black Qi in front of him.