Chapter 970: Named Qi Mu

In the different space of Bangyan Hall, stars of three colors rolled around one day, and the three colors of red, yellow and blue were entangled.

On the ground, Zhan Yunfei, Yao Jun, Xia Yu and Murong Yu stood side by side.

Opposite the four of them, Lord Qingyue held a saint's bow, with three heaven-shattering arrows already on the bow.

On the tips of the three arrows of "Yan Long", "Black Teeth" and "White Min", there are blue storm, black storm and white storm respectively swirling.

The spiritual pressure released from the arrows squeaked and became more and more powerful, as if one shot could penetrate the stars and destroy everything.

A killing scene is about to take place.

Zhan Yunfei, Murong Yu, Xia Yu and Yao Jun seemed to be the next targets to be killed by arrows.

The Qingyue Lord on the opposite side looked ferocious: "How do you think? Will the four of you die together, or three of you will die and one will remain. This is really an interesting game."

Zhan Yunfei, Yao Jun, Xia Yu and Murong Yu had no intention of surrendering. Each of them knew in their hearts that surrender would mean the annihilation of the entire army.

Zhan Yunfei's body surface was swirling with flying frost, and he calmly transmitted the message: "Qingyue Lord's saint bow has three arrows, and there are four of us. Let's rush forward together. Even if three of us are hit by arrows, there will be only one left." The next person attacks him. What is good for us is that if Qingyue Lord wants to use the Saint Bow to launch three arrows at one time, he needs to inject the power of his mind into the Saint Bow and fuse it. Even Qingyue Lord is difficult to be the first. This is our last chance.”

There was snow falling on Yaojun Baiyi's skirt, thinking: "If Xu Yang were here, he would definitely shout loudly that there is nothing we can't do together. This time, let us shout this sentence."

She spoke firmly and loudly: "There is nothing we can't do together."

Murong Yu heard this sentence shouted by Yao Jun. It was too familiar and he thought to himself: "I heard Boss Xu Yang shout this sentence before in times of crisis. Every time it was a victory. I hope it will be the same this time." "

Murong Yu twisted his stone Buddha orb with both hands, and the golden flowers flowed on the surface of the orb. He said loudly: "There is nothing that we can't do together."

"Bet on the glory of Qinglian Dojo." Hongpao Xiayu said with determination, "There is nothing we can't do together."

There is nothing we can't do together.

The next moment, four people stood side by side, holding weapons, and rushed towards the opposite side of Qingyue Lord without hesitation.

White robes are covered with frost, white robes are covered with snow, red robes are filled with anger, and green robes are shining with light.

Lord Qingyue on the opposite side saw this and his face turned cold: "Seeking death!"

The Haoran Heavenly Vein in Qingyue Lord's body was fully opened, and he exerted force with both arms, trying to fully draw the Saint's Bow in his hand.

Because using the saint's bow to activate three heaven-shattering arrows at once, even the Qingyue Lord's second level of Heavenly Tribulation Realm cannot easily control it, and must go all out to barely do it.

But at this moment, Qingyue Jun's hands holding the saint's bow began to tremble as if he couldn't hold it.

"The Saint's Bow is indeed a Xuantian spiritual treasure that is not easy to tame." Qingyue Jun frowned, "The skill of bow shooting requires the perfect integration of the bow and arrow with the user's state of mind in order to exert its maximum power. The Saint's Bow is even more powerful. Specially, unless the Saint's Bow takes the initiative to recognize its owner, it will be difficult to refine it into a natal magic weapon. This Saint's Bow has been used by Zhan Yunfei many times before, and it has an obvious Xuanbing aura. I want it to be perfect. To activate the Saint's Bow, you must extract the Xuanbing breath from it, and then integrate your own Star Soul breath into it, but I can definitely do it."

Qingyue Jun looked at the four people rushing towards him, getting closer and closer to him, and he no longer hesitated.

Astonishingly, behind Qingyue Lord, a phantom of silver stars appeared. Within the phantom of stars, little stars were outlined.

A huge tiger head Dharma image.

Dao Realm——Tiger’s Mysterious Star!

Lord Qingyue relied on his powerful cultivation at the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm and the power of the Dao Realm to forcefully activate the Saint's Bow.

He activated his power body, and five-color auras appeared on the surface of his arms. The five-color auras instantly transformed into five star tiger images of different colors, and they pounced on the handle of the saint's bow, shaking his head and biting.

Chi chi chi, the saint's bow was shaking, and traces of ice crystal air leaked out from the surface.

"Okay. Without Zhan Yunfei's remaining Xuanbing aura, I can inject the power of my star soul into it."

Qingyue Lord's triangular eyes stared, and the five stars and tigers entered the saint's bow.

The next moment, the power of Qingyue Lord's state of mind forcibly merged with the Saint's Bow.

Dots of silver starlight emitted from the surface of the saint's bow. It no longer shook and was held firmly by Qingyue Lord. But in Qingyue Lord's state of mind, the silver stars shine brightly one day.

"That's it, Saint Gong, I, Lord Qingyue, are destined to be your master."

Lord Qingyue exerted his strength with both arms, and the saint's bow was drawn to fullness.

"Go to hell." Qingyue-Jun squeezed out three words between his teeth.

But just when Qingyue-Jun was about to loosen his grip on the bowstring, a less eye-catching red appeared in Qingyue-Jun's pupils.

"What is this?" Lord Qingyue wondered, "There is absolutely no such strange blood-red color in my star power."

The corner of the bow handle of the saint's bow is engraved with two small red letters - "Qi Mu".

The next moment, a blood-red spiritual light jumped out from the two characters "Qi Mu" and pounced on Qingyue Lord's hand holding the saint's bow like a spiritual snake. Then it sank under the skin of his hand, entered the meridians, and reached his state of mind.

A tinge of red suddenly entered Qingyue-Jun's state of mind.

"I am Qi Mu, the name of the Saint Bow."

A voice sounded faintly in Qingyue Jun's mind. But it snowballed and intensified, and finally the sound was like thunder, which disrupted the stars of the day.

Qingyue Jun's originally calm starry mind suddenly boiled up, and the stars of the day collapsed like fireflies in a storm.

"Not good! This Saint Bow has already recognized its master! It, its name is Qi Mu." Qingyue Jun exclaimed.

The reason why Zhan Yunfei was able to successfully obtain this Saint Bow in the Qinghuo Demon Realm was that his senior brother "Qi Mu" suppressed the runaway Saint Bow with his own life, and used the last soul to turn into a life mark and imprint it on the Saint Bow, thus taming the Saint Bow.

From that day on, Zhan Yunfei owned this Saint Bow, named Qi Mu.

But Qi Mu Bow has never been sacrificed and recognized by Zhan Yunfei. In Zhan Yunfei's heart, Qi Mu Bow is his senior brother, his friend, and his own life.

In this world, except for Zhan Yunfei, no one else can perform the master recognition ceremony on this Saint Bow. Unless the life mark of Qi Mu is dug out, almost no one can do it, and it may damage the restriction on the Qi Mu Bow.

Only Zhan Yunfei can perfectly control the Qi Mu Bow. Zhan Yunfei himself is not clear about this.

At this moment, Qingyue Jun mistakenly thought that this Saint Bow had been recognized as the "Xuantian Lingbao".

Qingyue Jun's triangular eyes immediately showed a look of extreme fear.

The consequence of forcibly controlling the Xuantian Lingbao that has recognized the master can only be backfired by the Xuantian Lingbao. And at this moment, he has already been "hit".

As Qingyue Jun's state of mind collapsed, his mind was in pain as if struck by lightning, and his Yuanhun was torn apart, and he could not control the Saint Bow in his hand at all.

"Qi Mu... Qi Mu... Qi Mu..." Qingyue Jun repeated these two words in panic.

He shook his hands holding Qi Mugong, up and down, left and right, and could no longer aim at the four people on the opposite side.

Boom!

There was an explosion.

A large group of five-colored starlight exploded on the surface of Qi Mugong, and then fell to the ground.

Along with Qi Mugong, there were three sky-stealing arrows, Yanlong, Baimin, and Heichi.

One bow and three arrows, originally a set of Xuantian spiritual treasures. They lay on the ground, trembling, attracting each other.

And at this moment, Qingyue Jun's magic weapon backfired, and his body reversed.

His face turned pale, the corners of his mouth were dyed red, and he retreated more than ten feet away, holding his head with both hands in pain.

Three voices sounded in his mind at the same time.

"I am the master of this body."

"No, I am. You two get out of here."

"I am the real body. You two are clones."

"I will kill you two."

"You are the ones who deserve to die."

"Only I can survive."

"Kill."

"Kill."

"Kill."

The aura of Qingyue Jun became more and more violent. His triangular eyes turned blood red, sometimes larger and sometimes smaller. His face was twisted, his neck was twisted, and his body was twisted.

Cang!

The three-star sword in the sword box behind him jumped out and split into three in an instant.

The three sword bodies hovered in the void above his head, shaking like rolling.

Shockingly, a white star tiger appeared on the sword body of each of the three three-star swords.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-

Three angry tiger roars were heard.

The next moment, the three three-star swords slashed at Qingyue Jun's real body.

"Puff puff puff."

Blood gushed out, and all the stars turned red.

Qingyue Jun fell to his knees with a plop. The three sword wounds on his face, chest and legs were already transparent.

He was no longer violent at this moment, and his consciousness suddenly became clear.

Qingyue Jun murmured: "Brother Lanxing Jun, you lied to me. You said that as long as my cultivation level exceeds yours, you will support me to become the head of Yudao Sect. For this reason, I did everything I could, worked hard, and even secretly practiced the three-star sword known as the sword of the demon star. Sister Qionghua Jun, you also lied to me. You said that as long as I became the head of Yudao Sect, you would be willing to form a dual cultivation partner with me."

"Hahaha." He squeezed out a terrifying smile on his twisted face, "In the end, the head of Yudao Sect is Lu Qingyun "Yes, Senior Brother Lan Xingjun, you dare not even fart, and support Lu Qingyun instead. Junior Sister Qionghuajun of Baiyu Peak also has feelings for Lu Qingyun and clearly rejected my love. Yudao Qingyuejun, three stars shining on seven peaks is simply the biggest insult to me. How can I not rebel when I have nothing? It was me who colluded with the Western Region Demons and tried to split the Yudao Sect and seek the position of the head. The current fate is also my own fault. Senior Brother Lan Xingjun, Junior Sister Qionghuajun, I forgive you, it is me, Qingyuejun, who is not as skilled as others. "

Bang!

The sword wound on Qingyuejun's body exploded into a large ball of blood mist, and then burned in the red flames.

Strangely, the three three-star swords merged into one and made a whine.

The three-star pattern on its surface rotated rapidly, and then the sword body exploded with a bang, turning into a group of white stars.

In the red flames burning Qingyuejun's miserable body, a white Confucian figure who looked exactly like Qingyuejun floated away.

The white starlight after the three-star sword exploded twisted and turned into a white star tiger phantom, chasing the white figure.

He and his sword floated to a very high place and disappeared in the three-color stars of the day.

He was not a Confucian, nor a demon, but a human.