The mad dragon of the Dragon King's Palace is alive

Chapter 511 Wei Kunlun

Cangsheng Sword?
Wei Huangquan, who was hunted down by Wei Yueyun's flying sword all the way before, because Wei Yueyun chose to blew himself up, the middle-grade and top-grade flying sword that followed behind him was no longer controlled by anyone, and he was free at this time.

He had fled to the edge of this fairyland just now, and he was not affected by Wei Yueyun's self-destruct.

Now, he is standing above the void in the distance, staring at the place where the sword energy passed by, and everything is like a dead tree in spring, reborn.

Cangsheng Sword...

This sword is not a sword to kill, but a sword to save the world.

He can see that the objects that have been destroyed are gradually recovering, and those broken things are constantly being reorganized and restored to their original state.

This process, which seems to be long, is actually just a moment of effort.

Wherever the sword qi passed, everything returned to its original appearance.

This is true of Wuyue Mountain, and the same is true of Kunlun Immortal Palace!
Except for those Kunlun monks who were implicated in Wei Yueyun's self-destruct, all the objects were restored!
The phantom that dissipated due to the destruction of the formation in the Immortal Palace also reappeared at this moment.

With his cloudy eyes, he stared at Ye Xiao and the rusty sword in Ye Xiao's hand.

"How...how did you do it?"

Even someone like him who created the entire Kunlun Wonderland doesn't know how Ye Xiao was able to restore everything to its original state.

This kind of thing, even when the civilization of his immortal cultivator has reached its peak state, no one has done such a thing.

"Defying the sky, it can be done."

Ye Xiao smiled slightly, the light on the reincarnation ring flickered, and a large amount of materials appeared beside Ye Xiao.

These are all the materials he prepared for refining the flying sword.

Because he had never left the earth before, and because of the existence of the order of heaven, even if he wanted to refine a flying sword, the order of heaven would not allow it.

Nowadays, it is rare to get an independent space that will not be disturbed by the order of heaven, Ye Xiao will naturally not let go of such an opportunity.

"What you said just now should still count?"

Ye Xiao smiled slightly, and pointed out while speaking.

Immediately, the entire Kunlun Immortal Palace was lifted up by a force.

Outside the vast Immortal Palace, there seemed to be countless blades, which were stirred into large pieces of powder in an instant.

Afterwards, the surrounding pressure suddenly increased, compressing the powder from the entire Kunlun Immortal Palace into a piece of jade the size of a fist.

"Spirits?!"

Even as the founder of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, Xu Ying couldn't help exclaiming when he saw what Ye Xiao had made.

Spirit spirits exist on top of spirit stones, and it is necessary to completely destroy the structures in the spirit stones, but they cannot damage the spiritual energy within them.

Then, as Ye Xiao did just now, he compressed the entire spirit stone into a very small piece.

"You will live here in the future, if there are some things that need to be clarified, it will not be your turn to be my sword spirit."

While Ye Xiao was speaking, the fist-sized elf had already floated in front of phantom.

The huge phantom had a complex expression, and after taking a deep look at Ye Xiao, his body levitated and rushed into the elf.

"Wei Kunlun."

A soft sigh sounded, and the elf flew back into Ye Xiao's hands.

This sigh was not only lamenting the destruction of Kunlun, but also lamenting that Ye Xiao, a young man in his early twenties, had possessed such terrifying strength.

It is of course reasonable that the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead.

However, Ye Xiao is not just as simple as Hou Lang...

He is more like an undercurrent in the depths of the deep sea that constantly stirs the water around him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a huge tornado in the sea.

In his early twenties, he was able to possess such terrifying strength...

Could it be that the so-called heyday of the cultivating civilization was just my own illusion?
As Wei Kunlun thought this way, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

On Ye Xiao's side, the refining of Feijian has already started.

Seeing all the materials suspended around him, Shen Wanshan's tears flowed out of his mouth.

Each one is a rare treasure. Its value may not be as high as the top ten holy medicines, but the difference is definitely not too much.

He didn't even know where Ye Xiao got so many things from.

Any of these things can cause turmoil in the entire world of cultivating immortals!
He even suspected that if Penglai knew that Ye Xiao had these things in his hands, he would not even care about the so-called agreement to open Xiandao to recruit disciples once in a hundred years, and directly opened Xiandao to send people to snatch the things in Ye Xiao's hands!

The materials flying all over the sky revolved around the elf, and Ye Xiao pointed out that it shaped the elf's appearance into a three-foot green blade.

The surrounding materials continued to dissolve, and all the impurities in it fell off. Ye Xiao only left the most essential part of these things, which was fused with the spirit that turned into a three-foot green blade.

"Congeal!"

Ye Xiao squeezed out a spell in his hand, let out a low shout, and the flying sword with all the materials fused together trembled violently, followed by a sword cry.

"puff!"

Even for Wei Huangquan, who was on the border of Kunlun Wonderland, this low cry traveled for an unknown number of miles, and it still made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just the sound of the flying sword's sword can cause injuries in his body!
This is not what Ye Xiao did deliberately, but the sound that the flying sword unintentionally emits when it takes shape.

"Upper... top grade flying sword..."

Wei Huangquan looked dully at Ye Xiao above the sky, at the flying swords around Ye Xiao who were constantly revolving around him.

It was a snow-white flying sword, and no impurities could be seen mixed in it.

Every time it passes a piece of the sky, there will be snowflakes falling, but it will not freeze everything around it, but will revive everything.

"Top grade... top grade..."

Wei Huangquan looked at Ye Xiao's back obsessively, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

Back and forth, Ye Xiao spent no more than 5 minutes at most.

Not only did he kill all the monks in Kunlun, but he also made Wei Kunlun, the ancestor of Kunlun, his sword spirit, and he also refined a top-grade flying sword in the remaining time!
Wei Huangquan really couldn't figure it out, when did refining a flying general turn out to be such a simple matter?
"I have repaired all the storage rings, you go and take away what you want first."

Ye Xiao waved his hand, and the snow-white flying sword turned into a finger-length pocket sword and rushed into his sleeve.

"That's for sure. It's impossible for me to be polite to you about this kind of thing."

Shen Wanshan knew a little about Ye Xiao's methods, so it was naturally impossible for him to be as surprised as Wei Huangquan.

These words, he spoke with confidence, calling out the flying sword, he was already galloping towards Wuyue Mountain.

There, all the corpses had long since disappeared, leaving only a large storage ring shining with silvery white light.

(End of this chapter)