Chapter 134 (1/2)

Chen xinglie raised his hand to hold the sword handle.

At this moment, the clouds were blooming after the snow, and the setting sun poured into Qingyun city in the afternoon, shining on Chen xinglie like a layer of golden light. In this icy and snowy land, Chen xinglie's slender figure was outlined more upright and proud.

Hum

The sword sounded.

It was not until this time that Lin Daoyuan, who was not far away from home, and several experts from northern Xinjiang, found that the sword was shaking gently.

In terms of martial arts cultivation, Lin Daoyuan and others should have discovered the change of big sword earlier.

But now the Qingyun city is shrouded in the realm of xuanming Dharma.

The Qi and blood of martial arts in people's bodies are all frozen, and the channels are full of dark cold. The whole body is numb. The reaction ability is far inferior to that of the past, or even to ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts.

After a few more eyes, all the people found that there was a kind of implication that engulfed mountains and rivers. It grew from the big sword in Chen xinglie's hand and slowly spread out.

Then, on the snow covered street, a layer of red halo floated, and quickly converged towards Chen xinglie's sword.

On the Dagao sword, thunderbolt!

On both sides of the sword edge, there are mysterious patterns of the sun and the moon moving, the stars flowing, the birth and death of the universe. The earth, water, wind and fire are rolling endlessly. There is a column of obscure inscriptions on the broad and thick sword ridge.

Daewoo Hongmeng All treasures Sword town

There are eight in total, intermittently, not connected together, obviously there are many missing words in the middle.

The inscriptions flash away.

The wind and snow filled with blood, in this moment, nothing.

The people around were staring at the blade of the sword, trying to see the handwriting on the sword clearly. However, because of the martial arts Qi and blood being blocked, their eyesight was not as good as before. How could they see it clearly in a short time?

The light of the big sword dissipated, and it was restored to its normal appearance.

However, Chen xinglie remembered that in addition to killing the enemy, the last time the sword evolved, he also used hundreds of fine weapons to sacrifice.

Kill life and raise sword!

Weapons sacrifice!

Both are indispensable.

Chen xinglie pulled out his sword and walked to Ning fenghan.

Although the northern halberd fairy has been killed, the halberd painted in the sky is still standing in the snow.

The weapons of land immortals must be extraordinary.

Click!

Chen xinglie holds the halberd pole and pulls out the halberd from the snow. After careful observation, he can see that there is a faint flow of precious light in the halberd. When the precious lights gather together, it is actually breeding a subtle electric current, which is as small as a spider's web. When he reaches out and touches it, he feels a tingle of electric shock.

”Good weapons.”

Chen xinglie studied the halberd in his hand and surmised what grade of weapon it was.

There is no need for Chen xinglie to think about it. Lin Daoyuan has already rushed to explain: ”Ning fenghan's Fangtian painting halberd, named dragon blood halberd, belongs to the lower level of heaven. It's rare in the world. It's just a little worse than the Wanli sad autumn sword in my hand.”

Dragon blood halberd?

With a cold smile, Chen xinglie asked, ”did this painting halberd really kill dragons?”

Lin Daoyuan bowed his hands in a low posture and replied, ”although Ning fenghan is a land God, where can he kill a real dragon. When Ning fenghan was casting this drawing halberd, he used some blood essence from experts in the Dragon realm to quench the drawing halberd. Therefore, the name of dragon blood halberd came into being. ”

There are four kinds of secret treasures in the world, each of which can be divided into three grades.

The secret treasure of Tianjie is rare in the world.