The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Seven Yuan Power?! This seven-colored light... No wonder the aura feels a bit complicated, it turns out it represents the Seven Yuan Power..." Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then realized it.

He still knows a lot about the Seven Yuan Power.

For example, the heaven-creating stone on his body contains seven-dimensional power.

Unexpectedly, the first treasure born in the Holy Land of Taiyuan Mountain is actually related to the Seven Yuan Power!

Moreover, it is a weapon, a knife.

"Good things are indeed good things, but I'm afraid there are too many opponents competing for them." Fang Yu looked around and said.

In the area he glanced over, he could see dense crowds of monks heading towards the location of the distant vision.

"They are nothing! How can they be enough for us to grab?" Han Miaoyi snorted and said disdainfully.

Thousands of monks entered this half-collapsed plain.

After reaching the center of the original source, where the vision erupted, the intensity of the pressure became very high.

Most of the monks slowed down and moved on cautiously.

The collapse of half of the plain was the best warning to them.

Although the treasure is good, getting your hands on it... isn't that easy.

Accidentally, the treasure was not obtained, but his life was lost.

In fact, most of the monks present understood this truth.

However, since they have chosen to enter the Holy Land of Taiyuan Mountain and see the treasure being born, they certainly cannot remain indifferent.

Otherwise, it is better not to come in.

"Did you see it? There is a void in the air in front of you! The knife in its hand is the source of the strange phenomenon!"

"The sword glows with colorful light! Is it the legendary Seven-Yuan Divine Sword? That is a sharp weapon forged by the Sword Saint..."

"That should be it... Legend has it that the Sword Saint is a monk from the Southern Wilderness. He eventually died due to his obsession with evil. After that, the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword also disappeared with him..."

Many monks have seen the virtual body standing in mid-air in the center of the plain, as well as the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword in its hand, and they are talking about it.

Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi also heard the monks around them talking about the virtual body and the sword.

"Sword Saint? Seven-Yuan Divine Sword?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that this Sword Saint is quite famous in this southern wilderness."

After thinking about it, Fang Yu decided to ask the monk next to him.

Seeing an older monk next to him, he used his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice and asked, "Fellow Taoist, I wonder where you heard about the Sword Saint and the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword?"

When the monk heard the sound, he turned to look in Fang Yu's direction, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of vigilance, and he replied, "I don't know."

"All right."

Fang Yu had no choice but to ask other monks.

However, after asking four monks in succession, they all guarded against him like a thief, with wary expressions on their faces and unwilling to answer his questions.

"The folk customs here are not simple enough. They all regard me as a bad guy and have no trust at all." Fang Yu said helplessly.

He glanced around again and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance.

"He still came in?" Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and without thinking too much, he flew over with Han Miaoyi.

Soon, he came to the top of a high mountain on the west side of the plain.

Hoshino and his two junior brothers were standing here.

"Brother Xingye, we meet again." Fang Yu took the initiative to say hello.

Hoshino's white hair was particularly conspicuous, so he noticed it at a glance.

When Xingye and his party saw Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi coming over, they all looked surprised.

"Brother Daoyu." Hoshino clasped his fists politely.

His master had a good relationship with Ling Bufan, and the Dao Yu in front of him was Ling Bufan's good friend, so he didn't feel any hostility.

"I thought you wouldn't come in." Fang Yu said.

"I didn't come in twelve years ago. This time... I want to come in and have a look." Hoshino replied.

"Brother Xingye, I just heard many monks on the road talking about the Sword Saint and the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword. Do you know anything about this?" Fang Yu asked, "You also know that I come from the Northern Wilderness. Yes, I don’t know much about the strong men who have appeared in your Southern Wilderness history.”

Xingye's eyes moved slightly, nodded slightly, and said: "The Sword Saint and the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword are indeed very famous legends in the Southern Wilderness. The Sword Saint was known as the number one swordsman in the primitive wilderness, holding the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword. I killed many strong men. It’s a pity that during the practice, I accidentally became possessed and became a demon, and my body and mind disappeared.”

"After his death, the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword also disappeared."

"And the description of the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword in the legend is just like what we see now. The blade is like an imaginary object, composed of seven kinds of Yuan Power. It can be cut with one strike and has infinite power."

"Then was this Seven-Yuan Divine Sword forged by the Sword Saint himself, or did he get it from somewhere?" Fang Yu asked.

Hoshino shook his head and said: "This is unknown, but there are all kinds of theories. There are indeed some sayings that the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword is the Sword Saint's natal weapon, forged by him himself. Some say that the Sword Saint was cast in a certain place. Obtaining this magical sword from the ruins of Taichu, he changed his fate against the will of heaven and became the Sword Saint."

"Of these two theories, one says that it is because the Sword Saint is strong that he can forge such a powerful weapon. The other says that it is because of the power of this Seven-Yuan Divine Sword that the Sword Saint can become a Sword Saint... Both There is a big gap between the two opinions." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes.

"That's true." Hoshino said, looking at the soaring treasure light in the distance.

Fang Yu also looked at the soaring treasure light in front of him and began to think.

But at this moment, a group of monks rushed towards the location of the virtual body.

As they set off, they were also performing various spells.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Waves of powerful immortal power blasted towards the location of the sword-wielding body.

At this time, the virtual body also started to move.

It raised the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword in its hand again.

But this time, instead of slashing horizontally, he pointed forward.

The colorful light on the blade blooms!

"Buzz!"

A shield seal blooming with colorful light opened like an umbrella.

At the same time, the center of the 'umbrella', which was the tip of the Seven-Yuan Divine Sword, suddenly burst out with a burst of light!

"boom!"

Colorful bright lights exploded, radiating with radiance!

The monks who were rushing towards the virtual body were instantly enveloped by this dazzling light!

In the strong light, they didn't even have time to scream, and their bodies turned into tiny particles of dust at a speed visible to the naked eye, disintegrating in the air!

None of them survived, they were all annihilated in the air!