Zhong Yue was surprised and delighted, and hastily grabbed the golden sword of Peng Yu. The divine power contained in Peng Yu could no longer hurt his body, and the divine power was restrained and hidden in the sword.
Zhong Yue waved it, and the golden sword of Peng Yu was as fast as lightning, cutting through the air and splitting the sea below.
"Too big, make it smaller. Too light, make it heavier!"
The Pengyu Golden Sword moved according to his will, shrinking from twenty feet in length to only about one foot two, and its weight changed from light as nothing to tens of thousands of catties.
This kind of weight is neither light nor heavy in his hands, and the length is just right. It can display various changes in sword skills in melee combat. If it is a little longer, it will not work well, and if it is a little shorter, it will not be well defended. .
Zhong Yue held the golden sword, swung it and lost his movement, felt the impact of power, and was ecstatic in his heart: "This sword is simply a magic weapon... no, it is a magic weapon, not only a magic weapon, but also a magic weapon." The holy artifact in the middle!"
The size of this pengyu depends on the heart, and it can change as you wish. It is much better than his fang blade.
And this Peng Yu is big or small, strong or weak, light or heavy, it is a rare treasure that he has never seen before!
"big big big!"
Zhong Yue suddenly threw up the golden sword of Peng Yu, and saw that the golden sword was getting bigger and taller, and gradually erected three thousand feet high on the sea, but it could no longer continue to grow.
Seen from a distance, this feather-shaped golden sword was terrifyingly large, and Zhong Yue stood below it like an ant. He picked up the peng feather and waved it vigorously, feeling extremely exhausted, he quickly turned the golden sword back to Zhang Er.
"Heavy! Heavy! Heavy!"
Zhong Yue drank again, and the Pengyu Golden Sword became heavier and heavier, gradually he couldn't hold it up, the Pengyu Golden Sword became heavier and heavier, it seemed to be heavier than the mountains and the sea.
"How heavy is Peng Yu's limit?"
Just when Zhong Yue thought of this, the golden sword in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and his shoulders were dislocated with a click. He fell from the air and smashed hard into the sea below. Make a big hole.
"Good stuff, good stuff!"
Zhong Yue returned Peng Yu's weight back to normal, rushed out of the sea, and said repeatedly: "Xiao Xiao Xiao!"
The golden sword of Peng Yu shrinks to the size of an ordinary feather and does not change anymore. Zhong Yue was overjoyed and tossed the feather casually, and five light wheels appeared behind him. This Peng Feather flew into the Dao round and disappeared.
"As expected of a part of the sacred weapon! If you can pull out all the peng feathers on the Divine Wing Saber, that would be great, and you can form a ten thousand feather sword array."
It's a pity that the divine power of the Shenyi Saber is too strong, and he has never sacrificed it, nor has he erased the brand of the strong Kunpeng clan, so he is just talking.
The reason why he was able to remove this Peng feather from the Divine Wing Saber was mainly because the Panlong Sword destroyed the divine power in the feather, interrupted the Kunpeng totem, and wiped out the brand of the Kunpeng clan. Yue Cai could imprint his soul on the Pengyu Golden Sword.
If Zhong Yue is allowed to erase the brand of the Kunpeng clan by himself, it will be extremely difficult. I am afraid that only the gods and demons can take action to erase the brand. Moreover, even the gods and demons may not be able to do this step. After all, the God Wing Saber It is the sacred artifact of the Kunpeng clan. If it could be erased so easily, the dragon clan would have wiped it away long ago.
"This half-mouthed Shenyi Saber is indeed a hot thing. It can't be thrown away or picked up. How to deal with it is a difficult problem. But Xinhuo should have a way to erase the brand of the Kunpeng clan, right? Xinhuo helped me this time, and it took a lot of energy. I don't know when I will wake up..."
Zhong Yue looked at the copper lamp worriedly, the light of the small flame on the wick was dim, and it might take a month or two for the fire to wake up.
"The Pengyu Golden Sword is still used in Zhong Yue's face, and the fang blade is used in Long Yue's face. In this way, I have a heavy weapon for both identities!"
He walked on the sea and walked towards Donghuang. The fang blade is also extremely important to Zhong Yue. Although the power of the fang blade is far inferior to this Pengyu golden sword, it is still made of divine bones, and if it is Refining the sacrificing blade to the point where only the totem pattern is left, you can definitely be called a first-class soul soldier!
Soul soldiers are made of various black gold, black iron and rare materials, but the truly superior soul soldiers, after being warmed up day and night by qi refiners, will be continuously branded with totem lines and nourished with spiritual power, and will be refined to the point where only the soul remains. The lower form, but no specific material. If it is refined to that level, the soul soldiers can be divided and dismantled, large or small, and can change as you wish.
The ten fierce soldiers of Jianmen are all soul soldiers who have been refined to this level. Zhong Yue's goal is to refine the long blade to that level.
Of course, apart from reaching this level, the Ten Fierce Soldiers also have other ferocity hidden in them, which is extremely terrifying, and it is a demonic nature that the sword sect qi refiners cannot control.
If Zhong Yue refines the long blade to the point where it is tangible and intangible, then the long blade is still not as good as the ten fierce soldiers. But he is still far from that step, and now he is still tempering the blade step by step.
One day after Zhong Yue left the Ice and Snow Continent, many giant dragons rushed to the battlefield. Among them, a dozen old dragons shook their bodies and turned into old men. They were the elders and suzerains of the five major clans of the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea. dignified.
In mid-air, giant dragons are flying, and there are also giant dragons cruising on the bottom of the sea, searching around.
"The breath of the Divine Wing Saber!"
"There is also the breath of the Jupiter Sea Clan!"
"Here is the remains of the Jupiter Sea Clan, the Red Mother Sea Anemone!"
The giant dragons swimming around found something and reported it one after another. The patriarchs of the five major clans looked solemn, and an elder of the Chi clan whispered: "The strong Kunpeng clan fled with the divine wing knife. I didn't expect to hide here. The red mother sea anemone set up formations so that he could heal his wounds. Seeing the situation, he was overtaken by a strong man, who broke the seal of the sea anemone, beheaded him, and took away the God Wing Saber!"
"The existence who took away the God Wing Saber must be extremely terrifying, possessing monstrous strength, and may even be a god!"
Thousands of miles of ice and snow continents shattered, this kind of destructive power is no longer the destructive power of mortals and alchemists, but the destruction caused by god-level battles!
Sect Master Ao shouted, "Where is Zhang Qianli?"
A giant eight-clawed beast suddenly emerged from the sea, with its eight claws spread out, like a huge pillar of flesh sliding slowly through the sea and mid-air, and the huge suction cups were shocking.
The eight claws were several miles long, and then a huge pile of pink fleshy mountains slowly rose from the sea, revealing big eyes with a radius of several acres, and two tentacled claws clasping hands, said: "What orders does Sect Master Ao have?"
The old suzerain of the Ao family said in a deep voice: "In the ocean, you can smell like no other in the world. Smell the smell in the sea to see if you can smell the two sides who were fighting at that time. This fierce battle, with such destructive power, must be god-level Fighting, it is impossible not to leave clues."
"yes."
The giant octopus sank into the water, its suckers opened its mouth to swallow the sea water one by one, and it could identify the smells in the sea. It had as many as 800 suckers, and each sucker was equivalent to a mouth, and the 800 mouths could distinguish countless kinds of smells, so he It is the unparalleled existence of the sea clan in the sense of smell.
Zhang Qianli made a careful distinction, and said: "More than a day ago, there was the smell of rotting flesh and blood, the smell of red mother sea anemone, the smell of twenty-three giants of the Kunpeng tribe, and the smell of a god. Besides , there is also a dragon god breath. Beside the dragon god, there should be a young dragon."
"Dragon God?"
One suzerain lost his voice: "How can there be dragon god breath?"
All the suzerains and elders looked at each other and found it unbelievable. Although the dragon clan is powerful and has many hidden strengths hidden in various secret spaces in the East China Sea, it is too weird for a dragon god to make a move here, and they don't even know about it. up.
The giant octopus said respectfully: "It is indeed the breath of the dragon god, and it is very ancient, and its energy is extremely strong."
The suzerains and elders were even more puzzled. Suzerain Yu clapped his hands and asked many giant dragons to search around. Several suzerains discussed: "There are legends in the East China Sea that there are dragon gods living in seclusion in the sea, but no one has seen it, and they don't know. True or false. Is it true that there is a Dragon God hidden in the East China Sea, and this ancestor killed the strong Kunpeng clan and took away the Divine Wing Saber?"
"Zhang Qianli also smelled the aura of twenty-three giants of the Kunpeng clan, as well as the breath of a god of the Kunpeng clan. It must be that the Kunpeng clan was offering sacrifices on Mu Yaoxing. They wanted to take back the God Wing Saber, but they were stopped by the ancestor and fought here. "
"Probably so. The Kunpeng clan on Muyao planet has invested so much capital, can that Dragon God take back the Divine Wing Saber?"
They guessed differently, but they never thought that the breath of the dragon god that Zhang Qianli smelled was actually the breath of the beast god Neidan. The inner alchemy of the beast god is the inner alchemy of the god Longxiang, most of which was consumed by Zhong Yue and used to activate the copper lamp, so the aura is strong, as if a god descended in person.
After more than ten days, Zhong Yue walked out of the sea and boarded the territory of Donghuang, and he was relieved for a long time. He was also worried that he would be stopped by the dragon clan, and many incidents would happen out of thin air.
After all, he pulled out his teeth and snatched half of the Divine Wing Saber from the Kunpeng Clan, causing too much commotion. There must be a Dragon Clan going to investigate. If he is stopped, there will be another right and wrong.
"Not only that, Chi Liannv recruited a strong man from the Jiao family, how can the Jiao family let it go? Coupled with my title as the lord of the Eastern Desolation, it will even attract the obstruction of the Jiao family, so as to divide the interests of the Eastern Desolation. And Now, let Ao Shi have a headache."
He took out Qinghe's soul lamp to feel it, confirmed Qinghe's position, and said in his heart: "Qinghe and the others are also boarding Donghuang now, but they are too far away from me, about 40,000 to 50,000 miles away. They are in Donghuang I am in the southernmost part of the city, and I am in the northernmost part, so I am afraid it will be too late to find them now, let’s go to Guxia City and meet them again.”
Zhong Yue figured out his bearings, and walked towards the hinterland of the Eastern Desolation, towards the empty holy city.
His imposing manner was like a rainbow, fluttering in mid-air, stirring up the blue clouds!
"Before, I relied on Gu Hongzi, it was not easy to rely on teachers, and I relied on Chi Liannv to come to the East China Sea alive. But this time, I want to see who dares to touch me again!"
Zhong Yue's chest was full of pride: "From here to the Holy City of Sunken Sky, it may be a bloody storm, but from Holy City of Sunken Sky to Guxia City, no one will dare to chase me! Because anyone who dares to chase me will be killed by me!" Already!"