Chapter 652: The Seventh Level of the Venerable, the Tomb of the Saint
"I didn't expect that after countless years, the existence of the sixth level of the Venerable can block my sword intention! What a pity, what a pity, now I am just a wisp of will and no physical body exists. Otherwise, I would suppress my cultivation and compete with you. The battle lasted for three days and three nights!”
The illusory figure sighed and said: "My name is the Saint of Three Swords, and now my will is about to be destroyed. It just so happens that you are a sword wielder, and you are destined to me. Although my three swords cannot be passed on to you, I can pass on your strongest sword. Remember Come on, this knife is called... years!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the illusory figure turned into a white light and rushed into Qin Nan's eyebrows. The entire white space disappeared in an instant, causing Qin Nan to return to the land with ravines and ravines. Before Qin Nan had time to observe, his body was shaken, and a scene evolved in his mind.
In the scene, a man in white is holding a long knife, facing the void, slashing out one sword after another, over and over again, in a continuous cycle...
Qin Nan felt all this, never expecting that things would develop to this point. After a long time, he came back to his senses, looked solemn, and murmured to himself, "Although I don't know why, senior, you After this sword pierces me, I will definitely understand it and show its strongest power."
After saying this, Qin Nan sat cross-legged and concentrated on comprehending the mystery of this sword.
However, what he himself didn't know was that around his body, a layer of vague sword intent floated out, making it impossible for anyone to get close to the sword intent within a radius of ten meters.
Luan Feng, who was standing not far away, looked at this scene, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and said: "Sure enough, I guessed right, he can get this ray of sword intent."
The blood-killing Luanhai has been opened many times, and each time a monk discovered the location of the sword's intention in this ravine. Later, no one was able to successfully obtain the recognition of the sword's intention, not even Luan Feng himself.
"Perceive it well and leave your safety to me."
Luan Feng withdrew his gaze, and his figure slowly disappeared from the spot, disappearing around him as if he had turned into a ghost. After all, there were so many monks on the ancient battlefield, and she had to keep a close eye on them. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if someone disturbed her while she was comprehending.
At this moment, Qin Nan's mind was completely lost.
"This sword is not domineering or sharp, but compared with other ancient arts, it is more difficult to see through."
"Years, years, since this sword is called years, the real secret should be in the word years."
“…”
Qin Nan watched the man in white swing the sword again and again. Every time he watched, he gained new insights, and his understanding of the art of the sword became deeper.
This realization took a full day.
The next day, Qin Nan's eyes suddenly opened, he grabbed the ancient sword in his hand, and slashed forward. All I saw was a flash of sword light, and wherever it passed, the weeds and other things growing on the land quickly withered and their lives passed away.
"So strong!"
A flash of surprise flashed in Qin Nan's eyes. With just one sword, he could be proud of the sixth level of the Venerable and compete with the seventh level of the Venerable. Sometimes, it even played an incredible role.
This is the time, which already has the power of time faintly. Even though it is only the first glimpse, it is still extremely powerful.
How terrible would it be if we could push it to its limits and control time
"The power is not bad." Luan Feng's figure appeared out of nowhere. Although there was a storm in his heart, his delicate and pretty face was still cold.
"Thank you very much." Qin Nan bowed his hands to her. He knew very well that it was thanks to Luan Feng that he was able to obtain this sword intention.
"By the way, let's go take a look at the bottom of the ravine." Qin Nan suddenly remembered something.
At the beginning, this huge ravine was filled with sword intent and was impossible to penetrate. Now that the sword intent is gone, you can go in and have a look. His intuition told him that there should be many treasures at the bottom of this ravine.
At least Senior Three Sword Saints would never cut off a sword in a random place and leave its meaning behind.
"Yes." Luan Feng nodded. She naturally knew something, but she didn't look at it because she was here to assist Qin Nan, and all the benefits were reserved for Qin Nan.
Whoosh!
The two of them flashed and landed at the bottom of the ravine. Qin Nan immediately released the God of War's left eye and swept it away. With this sweep, his expression was suddenly startled.
At the bottom, there are a hundred pieces of blood jade tokens, emitting blood-colored light. In addition, there are hundreds of various elixirs that have been invaded by poisonous blood, will, etc., as well as treasure fragments scattered around, etc., there are at least hundreds of them.
"Sure enough, there are so many treasures under the sword intention of Senior Three Sword Saints..." Qin Nan looked happy and immediately said sternly to Luan Feng: "You and I will take half of the things here!"
Luan Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said expressionlessly: "I came to help you on orders from the Luan family. I don't need anything."
As she spoke, the corner of her eye fell on the Blood Jade Token.
The secret talisman call is so precious. Even if countless geniuses and heroes compete for it at the same time, it is extremely rare, but who is not willing to give it a try? If you can get it, then there is hope to enter the path of heaven... and change your destiny against the will of heaven!
"If you don't want it, I will destroy the other half!" Qin Nan raised his palm, and Phoenix Soul Killing Fire floated out. He learned this move from the third prince.
As expected, Luan Feng's eyelids twitched. Seeing that Qin Nan was really going to take action, he said helplessly: "Okay, I just want fifty pieces of blood jade tokens, and I don't need the other things."
"That's okay." Qin Nan thought for a moment and threw the fifty pieces of blood jade tokens to Luan Feng, and put the remaining blood jade tokens, elixirs, and treasure fragments into his bag.
The Venerable Crystal in his body roared instantly, drawing in all the elixirs.
"These hundreds of elixirs may allow me to advance to the seventh level of the Venerable..." Qin Nan looked overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly said to Luan Feng: "Wait here for me for a moment!"
After speaking, he crossed the void, landed a mile away, and sat cross-legged.
Boom!
Explosions continued and resounded in his body, and each elixir was continuously refined by the Venerable Crystal and turned into the Venerable Power.
When the last elixir was completely refined, Qin Nan's body instantly emitted the seventh-level aura of the Venerable.
"Sure enough...a breakthrough!"
Qin Nan let out a long breath and reached the seventh level of the Venerable. This also means that among all the monks on the entire ancient battlefield, his combat power has reached the upper level.
Uh-huh!
He stepped back into the ravine. Luan Feng subconsciously looked at it. At this glance, her pretty face suddenly changed drastically, and she lost her voice and said, "You actually broke through the seventh level of the Venerable?"
As a Venerable, she knows best how difficult it is to cultivate the Venerable's power!
When Duan Qing came to Luanhai City, he was only at the fifth level of the Venerable. Now, in just a few days, he has actually reached the seventh level of the Venerable
This is too scary!
Is it because of those elixirs
"A lucky breakthrough." Qin Nan smiled, changed the subject, and said, "Your previous analysis was correct. These blood jade tokens have all fallen into some powerful treasure places. Now that time is running out, do you still know those powerful treasures?" The treasure place? Let’s go quickly.”
"Oh... yes!" Luan Feng suppressed the shock in his heart and said: "There is a place where after the war that year, a strong Martial Saint, when he was about to die, laid out the last resort and built a tomb for himself... "
"The Tomb of the Martial Saint?"
When Qin Nan heard this, his eyes instantly lit up.
(End of chapter)