Chapter 340
This time during the raid on the Yizhou border, Ding Yi chose to come over and take charge personally just in case.
After all, the real person of Taiping Palace died in Huazhou, and the people of Taiping Palace were obviously not fools, so they might naturally prepare some means to prevent Yin Yang Palace from launching a surprise attack.
But he never expected that he would encounter such a weird magical weapon.
He looked at the huge sword at his feet, and then his eyes flashed, and the evergreen domain suddenly enveloped a ten-mile radius.
Immediately afterwards, he spit out a few mouthfuls of saliva quickly, and used his spiritual energy to guide the saliva to write the entry "Fusion can give the weapon slave function" on the long sword.
[Currently it can be strengthened. The lifespan required for strengthening is 986 years and 223 days. Do you want to strengthen it? 】
Good guy, this one entry actually requires a lifespan of nearly a thousand years!
Even though Ding Yi had been prepared, he was also shocked by the price.
But when he thought about it again, he suddenly felt that it was a bit natural.
This is a functional entry that can be continuously superimposed, similar to the function of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. If the sword did not have this attribute, Ding Yi suspected that the lifespan of generating this entry out of thin air would be sky-high.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi gritted his teeth and directly chose yes.
The next moment, the long sword lying on the ground shook suddenly and made a slight mournful sound.
The immortal weapons in this world are very strange. It seems that there is no concept of recognizing the owner at all. As long as whoever grabs it, it belongs to whom.
Just like the fairy weapon in front of me, even a border guard in the human and animal world can use it. It can be seen that there is no concept of blood recognition in the art of weapon refining.
However, this is also the reason why Ding Yi can directly strengthen it.
At this moment, after the vibration, the long sword quickly fell silent and returned to its original appearance.
Ding Yi also quickly spit out a stream of spiritual fire from his mouth, wrapped the entire sword in front of him, and started refining it.
The nights are long and the dreams are many, this is not the Yin and Yang Palace, and the sword is so big, there is no way to just take it back.
In the package of spiritual fire, the long sword suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the three figures on the sword hilt kept trying to break out of the spiritual fire.
But this spiritual fire is born out of the authentic immortal magic weapon refining technique, how can it be so easy to break through?
As soon as the three figures left the hilt of the sword, their bodies melted faster, and they even began to rush towards Ding Yi, trying to stop Ding Yi's refining.
But Ding Yi stood there and just let out a cold snort in his nose. Then he saw the spiritual fire surrounding the long sword becoming more and more turbulent. In an instant, a spiritual fire light film was formed, suppressing the three figures rushing towards him. Go down.
Blah blah blah!
The long sword was being burned by the spiritual fire, and its figure suddenly continued to shrink.
The Dingyi Changqing Territory is in full swing, but the Yizhou border dozens of miles away is a different scene.
Wang Shoucheng on the city wall kept staring at the sky in the distance. After half a cup of tea, his expression finally became weird.
"It shouldn't be."
He murmured in his mouth, and the scene where he witnessed the Immortal Killing Sword killing a real person many years ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
He was still a squad leader at that time, and he would never forget the scene when the aloof and nearly invincible immortal was killed by the Immortal Killing Sword.
Moreover, this Immortal Sword became more and more brave as he fought, so much so that it became the undefeated myth in Wang Shoucheng's heart.
But today, he seemed to notice something unusual.
At this moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw the giant Qingluan suddenly appearing on the horizon!
impossible!
Wang Shoucheng screamed strangely. He looked around, but he couldn't find the figure of the Immortal Killing Sword. His panic expression suddenly turned into horror.
Without the Immortal Killing Sword, how could he, a little guard, be able to defeat this real person from the lower realm?
"Quickly form a formation! Quickly form a formation!"
Wang Shoucheng yelled below, but the next moment, a loud cry came from the sky.
...
Half a day later, Taixuan City was destroyed.
On the dilapidated city wall, the corpses of the Taiping Palace sergeants were lying in various places.
In the city, broken arms and limbs were everywhere, and the dried blood even covered the entire ground.
Wang Shoucheng's head was placed on a high flagpole, standing at the top of the city wall. Obviously, the defender of Taixuan City did not surrender until his death.
Without the constraints of the Zhuxian Sword, a real person like Zhao Ti is like a human nuclear bomb to these ordinary soldiers.
Even the most accomplished masters of the Divine Mansion would only be defeated in seconds when they met Zhao Ti, not to mention the large number of black-armored guards who were eyeing him outside the city.
At this time, Wang Yong hurriedly walked to Zhao Ti and said respectfully to her:
"Shangxian, in this battle, we killed a total of 13,000 enemies and captured 3,121 prisoners. Our army lost..."
Before Wang Yong finished speaking, Zhao Ti raised her hand to stop him and said at the same time:
"Reinforcements from the palace are on the way. You lead the county to continue advancing towards the Taiping Palace in Yizhou."
Wang Yong was stunned when he heard this.
"Shangxian, although our army has won, our body is very tired. If we don't rest, it will be difficult to continue."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ti slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Yong.
Wang Yong was struck by Zhao Ti's expressionless look, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak at all.
"Your goal is to ask the Taiping Palace to compromise and actively negotiate, rather than fight to the death."
Zhao Ti said suddenly.
"Negotiation?"
Wang Yong was stunned.
"Let them build the stone statue in the center of Yizhou, otherwise, my palace will make their Taiping Palace completely restless."
"The three elders will help you later."
After Zhao Ti finished speaking in a calm tone, her figure flashed, and then the whole person disappeared from the spot.
Wang Yong looked at the place where Zhao Ti disappeared, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.
"Why did this immortal take so much effort to build statues everywhere?"
...
In the Biyou Palace, Ji Huanxue looked at the Hidden Heaven Array that was finally completed under her feet, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
As long as this formation is completed, even if the divine palaces in the upper realm have already opened the World Destruction Array, they will not be able to find this place at all.
Next, as long as we wait for the source statue to be built, we can leave this human and animal world.
Thinking of this, Ji Huanxue couldn't help but smile.
When she thought that she could leave this strange human and animal world, she felt a little better.
Just at this time, a hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the square.
Ji Huanxue frowned, quickly put away her smile, and then looked at the front of the square.
Tai Qingzi walked in with a panic on his terrifying face.
"Shangxian, those coalition forces have broken through the defense and are coming here again!"
Ji Huanxue was slightly stunned when she heard the words, and then cursed:
"You are also a Luxian, why are you so timid?!"
"It's just a few real people and a bunch of ants. If I can kill them once, I can kill them a second time!"
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