Chapter 447: Top Grade Magical Treasure

Zhang Qingyuan, who is outside at the moment, is naturally ignorant of the murmur of the phantom of the old man in the white secret space.

At this time, he looked at the empty sky above the high platform.

An ordinary void, without the slightest vision.

As if everything was just an illusion.

The shock in my heart never stopped.

Thoughts surged.

"The gatekeeper, what is he guarding... And what kind of cultivation is that old man? It's just a remnant soul, but it can make me unable to produce the slightest resistance..."

The other party's means of this level, throwing himself away with a wave of his hand, and closing the opened channel by the way without the slightest trace.

This made Zhang Qingyuan realize that,

If the other party disagreed, it would be impossible to open the passage even if he used that top-rank yellow formation breaking talisman.

"Great calamity, ancient inheritance...what does that senior mean?"

Inexplicably obtained a powerful ancient inheritance, Zhang Qingyuan was not too excited, but instead had countless doubts.

But no matter what,

At least that senior was at least friendly to him.

Otherwise, with the opponent's strength, it would be as simple as crushing a bug to death.

If it wasn't for the other party's consent, Zhang Qingyuan would never have had the opportunity to enter that space and see the phantom of the old man.

And if there is no reaction from the spirit tool sword pill, and no formation-breaking talisman to forcibly open some gaps in that place, I am afraid that the other party will just keep watching everything indifferently, quietly watching everything happening outside in that space, There will be the slightest movement.

perhaps,

It's because of some aspect of myself that attracted the other party's attention!

Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Eyes flicker.

"Forget it, it's useless to think about it. Maybe one day when I reach a higher level, I will have the opportunity to visit this senior again."

Zhang Qingyuan shook his head slightly.

Put aside many thoughts in your mind.

Since the senior closed the passage, he clearly expressed his attitude, and there is no need to continue to swear.

Take your mind back.

Zhang Qingyuan put his gaze back on the huge golden pillar on the high platform, his eyes flickered slightly.

Take a picture of the steps.

After a few flashes, the figure will appear on the high platform.

He pondered for a moment.

Stretch out your hand and put it on the golden pillar.

A cold and rough touch came from the hand, with a vaguely sharp aura, as if there were countless densely packed knives trying to pierce the skin.

Zhang Qingyuan's expression didn't change much.

hum!

A pale golden light began to surround the palm, and the next moment it oscillated loudly, oscillating and diverging towards the outside like water waves.

The sword pill emitting dazzling light slowly emerged between the palms.

at the same time,

As if some kind of unknown induction connection had occurred, the giant golden pillar standing on the high platform did not know what happened at this moment, and suddenly became soft, as if it had softened from an indestructible solid to a liquid.

The mysterious and simple texture gradually melts.

The gilt color reflects the bright and flowing light.

Subsequently,

The sword pill in the palm rotates slowly, as if it has turned into a void vortex, and the huge golden substance that has turned into fluid swirls and pours into the sword pill like a liquid!

It's just a matter of breathing.

The huge golden cylinder on the high platform was completely swallowed up.

There is no trace left.

At this time,

The rays of light emitted from the sword pellets became much brighter, and the oppressive momentum became sharper, causing the void to vibrate faintly.

"It's done!"

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help showing a smile on his face when he felt the strong fluctuations from Jianwan itself.

Jianwan, which had been severely damaged, was further repaired.

The grade has already reached the level of a top-grade magic weapon!

This undoubtedly made Zhang Qingyuan extremely happy.

The level of the top-grade magic weapon, coupled with the characteristics of Jianwan itself, and the secret technique developed by himself, Zhang Qingyuan's strength has improved again at this time.

Today, I am afraid that facing the monks at the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm, even if they have not the ability to defeat the opponent, they can at least compete against one or two.

Sevenfold True Essence,

That is already a monk in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm.

This is compared with the gap between the sixth level of true essence and the cultivation level of the first level, but in fact the gap between them is no different from the gap between the peak of the ninth level of the spirit yuan realm and the first level of the true yuan realm.

In the later stage of the True Yuan Realm, it is even more layered and layered.

Before that, even though Zhang Qingyuan relied on many methods, dealing with monks at the sixth level of the True Yuan Realm was like drinking water to eat.

If he had faced the cultivator at the seventh level of true essence before,

All he could do was escape.

"Moreover, after the sword pill was repaired again, it seemed that a trace of spirituality had been born, and it was able to change the shape."

Between joy,

Zhang Qingyuan thought about it.

It was seen that the whole body of the sword pill burst out with golden light, and then extended like a living body, and quickly turned into a golden long sword decorated with unknown and simple patterns. The machine is reflected in the void, causing the space to vibrate slightly.

Just floating in the void out of thin air,

That qi machine is like cutting the air to pieces!

Looking at the golden long sword in front of him.

Zhang Qingyuan pondered in his heart, thinking that the flash of inspiration in the sword conveyed some obscure thought.

The light of the long sword flickered for a moment.

The golden light began to gradually dissipate and gather, the blade of the sword shone with a gloomy cold light, enduring like autumn frost, and on the hilt was a dark golden dragon carving, giving people a kind of boundless majesty.

"it is good!"

Even though there were already many surprises today, Zhang Qingyuan's face still showed unconcealable joy at this moment.

Jianwan can transform into a long sword form.

In this way, even the parents of the spiritual weapon Jianwan would not be able to recognize it, let alone the monks who only saw the real body of Jianwan in the ruins of the Linghai Sword Sect.

No one can recognize its body.

Then Zhang Qingyuan can use this powerful magic weapon openly in the future without worrying about any future troubles.

At the same time, Zhang Qingyuan could feel that transforming into a growth sword would not affect his own sword practice.

This is the best.

Glanced around and saw a few dead bones around the high platform, Zhang Qingyuan made a move, and the invisible force grabbed the storage bag next to those dead bones.

After confirming that there was nothing of value around, Zhang Qingyuan flew into the sky with the sword light and flew into the distance.

"I don't know where that guy Lin Yan is. Why can't I see him... Forget it, that guy has something to do, and we'll talk about it when we meet."

This trip was extremely rewarding.

Zhang Qingyuan browsed through the remnants of the unknown ancient body refining technique he just obtained in his mind, while flying with his sword, thinking secretly in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't know it.

In the blank space on the high platform, the phantom of the old man looked at the empty high platform, his brows twitched, and he felt a little speechless.

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