Fortune Teller

"Stop pretending, where is the Thunder Sword?"

"Senior, are you kidding me?" Gu Xiuyun looked at the three powerful men, "How can I suppress the Thunder Sword in the lower realm of Douxiao? Moreover, I have been trapped in the endless void. Even if I want to do something, I am powerless."

As he spoke, he grinned and said, "Seniors, you are here just in time, can you help me get out of this predicament? Those two great masters are so shameless. For a little money, they will not let go of even a junior in the Douxiao realm. The Buddhist sect is a top sect, so it shouldn’t ignore death!”

"snort!!"

Li Kongmen’s face showed a cold expression.

"Master Ximing, you and I have no grievances in the past and have no grievances in the recent times. As long as you hand over the Thunder Sword, let alone the current predicament, even if Mr. Huang Zhen really takes action, Pindao will block it for you." Another big man Can speak.

"Senior, this is a bit overwhelming," Gu Xiuyun shook his head, "You know that I am trapped in the endless void and cannot have the Thunder Sword in my hand, and yet you want me to hand over the divine sword. Do you think those two powerful people are following me? Collided to deceive you?"

The faces of the three Zhenyijing were gloomy.

They understood that Gu Xiuyun was going to fight him to death!

"Junior, don't think that Venerable Gengyang can always protect you. As long as you dare to use the power of the rules, the Four Sects of Changli will definitely try their best to kill you." The eyes of the powerful Li Kongmen were full of murderous intent, "True artistic conception There are no rules to follow in the fight between them.”

Understanding the rules is the power of true artistic conception!

Even if there is no breakthrough in cultivation, it is still included in the true artistic conception. After all, human practitioners rely most on Taoism and secret techniques. As for cultivation, it has little impact.

"Then let's wait until this junior understands the true meaning of the rules!" Gu Xiuyun closed his eyes.

The three powerful men looked at each other, snorted angrily, and fled into the distance.

In the void, golden lines were undulating. The yellow-faced old man frowned slightly and looked at his companion, "Fellow Taoist Yin Song, what should we do now?"

There is Gu Xiuyun's second clone in Chu County, and no one dares to invade. Could it be that they have been spending time with each other here?

"Even if this person does not use the power of rules, he still has top-notch strength. Ordinary means cannot suppress him." Taoist Yin Song's face was full of gloom. "Even if a divine formation is deployed, he still has rules and talismans to deal with it. Unless It’s a four-attribute fusion divine formation.”

"The price of the four-attribute divine array is too high!" The yellow-faced old man shook his head.

The materials for setting up the four-attribute divine array are extremely rare, and you have to hire a master who is good at the formation. It will cost at least several million Xuanjia coins.

"Trapped him for another ten years, maybe things will turn around." Taoist Yin Song said.

The yellow-faced old man nodded slightly and trapped a person in the Douxiao Realm. The two powerful men had already been humiliated. If they returned without success, they would probably become a joke to the entire realm of heaven.

…

Deep in the space of silence.

The power of thunder was unleashed wantonly, and the ancient divine sword was a hundred feet high, constantly radiating sword light.

However, no matter how much the divine sword struggled, there was always a pair of bare hands on the hilt.

At this moment, Gu Yue was a thousand feet tall, and her peak-level physical body combined with her endless strength suppressed the divine sword. The spiritual energy around her body surged, and it condensed into wind and thunder sword energy and poured into the divine sword. Deep in the sword energy, the two rules interacted with each other. The blending completely suppressed Lei Shangjian.

Thousands of miles away, Gu Xiuyun stood in the sky, activating the rules of space to maintain the stability of the dead space to prevent Gu Yue and the Divine Sword from being repulsed by the power of space, while looking at the struggling eighth-grade killing sword.

"Fortunately, the Thunder Sword has no owner. It is much easier to refine an ownerless divine sword!" Gu Xiuyun's eyes flashed with anticipation.

There are only a few eighth-grade killing spirit treasures with thunder attributes in the entire heaven realm.

Refining a sixth-grade spiritual treasure or above is far more difficult than a Taoist talisman of the same level, because its internal texture must be absolutely stable and contain spirituality in order to last forever.

With Gu Xiuyun's level, he has been able to refine sixth-grade Taoist talismans for a long time, but until now, he has been unable to refine sixth-grade spiritual treasures because he cannot make the forbidden patterns imbue spirituality and last forever in the world.

Over hundreds of millions of years, countless powerful people have been born, and there are more and more sixth-grade and seventh-grade spiritual treasures in the world, so the price is not high.

But the eighth-grade spiritual treasure is different.

There are too few powerful people in the world who can refine eighth-grade spiritual treasures, and the required spiritual materials are extremely rare. An eighth-grade spiritual treasure can even wipe out the wealth of a ninth-grade powerful person.

Boom!

In the Nirvana Space, the power of thunder sweeps wantonly. The Thunder Sword seems to have endless power, but in front of the wind and thunder sword energy, it can only wail. As time goes by, the spiritual power in the Divine Sword continues to be erased. The power of thunder gradually faded away.

"Junior of the human race, you can't even think of refining me." Lei Shangjian roared.

"Then I will destroy your spirituality first, and then refine it again," Gu Yue said coldly, "A thunder sword, even if it loses its weapon spirit, it will still retain 70% of its power."

The Lei Shang Sword trembled slightly, feeling fearful.

Without the weapon spirit, the killing sword is still a killing sword, but if it wants to breed the weapon spirit again, we don’t know what year or month it will be!

Gu Xiuyun came from a distance, glanced at the Lei Shang Sword, and said through a message: "Girl, we don't have much time. The search for Li Kongmen has been fruitless. We will definitely ask the ninth-grade ancestor to come out. Those eighth-grade true artistic conceptions are not If you understand the rules of space, you won’t be able to tell if you’re a ninth-grade master!”

Gu Yue nodded slightly and looked at Lei Shangjian with a cold look, "This is your last chance, let me refine it, or you'll have to wait to have your spirituality wiped out!!"

Lei Shangjian remained silent.

Gu Yue no longer hesitated, and the wind and thunder sword energy burst out. The eighth-grade spiritual treasure was extremely powerful, but without the master's urging, it could not even exert 50% of its power. Facing the crushing force of the wind and thunder rules, it was defeated step by step. In the blink of an eye, In the meantime, half of the sword body was eroded by the wind and thunder sword energy.

"Junior of the human race, I am willing to serve you as my master," Lei Shangjian finally surrendered, "but I have two conditions. First, after your death, let me return to the Li Kongmen. Secondly, I will not take action against the disciples of the Li Kongmen."

"Can!"

A smile appeared on Gu Yue's lips.

Lei Shangjian is willing to surrender, which is naturally the best.

A sword that creates a weapon spirit is at least 30% more powerful than an ordinary eighth-grade spiritual treasure. Moreover, the spiritual treasure itself can kill enemies on its own. If its spirituality is wiped out, not only will the internal regular patterns be severely damaged, but also the spiritual treasure will be destroyed. Gu Yue's strength increase will also be very limited.

call! !

Spiritual power poured into the depths of the divine sword like a frenzy, washing away all the marks. Immediately afterwards, the soul mark covered every part of the sword. In just half an hour, the Thunder Sword was completely refined.

"Let's go!"

Gu Xiuyun and the woman quietly escaped from the Nirvana Space, came to the northern snowfield, and then entered the secret world.

…

Deep in the void.

As soon as Patriarch Li Jing walked out of the secret realm of time and space, he stopped.

"Uncle Master?" Zhen Yijing on both sides was puzzled.

"Go back, the Thunder Sword has been refined!"

Patriarch Li Jing shook his head slightly.