Qin Yichen and others were a little uneasy, but Feng Nianwu frowned slightly, as if he was thinking of something, but he couldn't confirm it.

Standing in front of the divine sword, Qin Yichen and others looked at the pattern of the sword. This pattern could be said to be indestructible. It was simply made of the condensation of the Great Dao. It attracted countless divine swords to surrender. In the end, it was like thousands of rivers converging into the sea, condensing into one! "Okay!"

Profound sword pattern! This must be an imperial sword without a doubt!"

Qin Yichen couldn't help but be surprised: "Can this emperor's sword be damaged?"

Que Tianxuan did not look at him, but touched the knife pattern carefully, using all his wisdom to realize: "It must be more powerful than the Bihai Emperor's weapon."

But Que Tianxuan suddenly felt something, and his face was full of surprise: "It's strange, this emperor's sword seems to be fixed here and cannot move."

“It’s not because we can’t move it, right?

Or is Zhu Jiuyin planning some tricks?"

Que Tianxuan shook his head slowly and tried to touch the magic sword again: "It shouldn't be Zhu Jiuyin's frozen time. Besides, if he can take away this magic sword, there is no need to contact us at all. He just entered it and he should be just one step ahead of us.

.”

"That's..." Qin Yichen frowned slightly. Now is not the time to think about this, but how they should enter it! Obviously, their methods cannot be compared with Zhu Jiuyin.

You know, Zhu Jiuyin just thrust the tip of his palm into the magic sword, as if two Taoist figures were colliding. What kind of person is Zhu Jiuyin?

Time Ancestral Witch! They are not as capable as Zhu Jiuyin.

"Tianxing, you are the innate sword god, come and try it..." Qin Yichen nodded slightly, he took a deep breath, activated his divine power, and even the sword light surged around his body. However, as soon as he touched this ten thousand-foot-long sword, he saw its double

His knees shook and he almost stumbled to the ground.

Fortunately, Princess Wenqing was at the side and hurriedly supported her with concern on her face: "Mumu, how are you?"

Qin Yichen waved his hands repeatedly, but his face, which was as carved as a sword, was full of awe: "This magical sword... makes my sword skills surrender to it, and makes me unable to help but kneel before it!"

The power of this kind of sword is really terrifying! Qin Yichen is really as different as a firefly and a bright moon in front of it, and because he is the innate sword god, he only feels deep awe in front of this emperor's sword.

Just like when a divine sword was born, which eclipsed countless spiritual swords, Qin Yichen, the innate sword god, was so awed in front of this divine sword! "I'm afraid it won't work if I try to break through. The two old men

Ancestor, come and try..." Qin Yichen was helped aside by Princess Wen Qing. However, as he stared at the magical sword, something strange suddenly appeared in his heart. It seemed that this magical sword was quite disappointed and disdainful of him.

This disappointment and disdain seemed not because Qin Yichen was too weak in front of him, but because he just said two words - no.

Qin Yichen's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized the power of the sword. It became more and more sharp, like cutting through thorns. He suddenly broke away from Princess Wenqing's support and tried to step forward.

However, at this moment, Que Tianxuan, who imitated Zhu Jiuyin and extended his divine palm into it, trembled violently and staggered to the ground.

"My hand..." Que Tianxuan's divine palm stretched out, only to see that its divine palm was bloody and bloody, as if it had been chopped by countless knives.

It seems that in front of this emperor's sword, he does not have the tyrannical strength of Zhu Jiuyin, and he does not dare to offend his heart, or want to take it as his own.

"This..." "If it really doesn't work, let's forget it. The Emperor's soldiers are so powerful that they can only be met by chance. Even if they are encountered, they will not be obtained even if there is a slight lack of luck, strength, and luck."

Wu Peitian and Cang Haomiao also looked in awe. After all, these were imperial soldiers, and in terms of strength, they were indistinguishable from the second ancestor of Emperor Que. If Que Tianxuan was not good enough, their actions would be in vain.

Que Yuheng was still a little unconvinced: "Are we just going to watch Zhu Jiuyin win the imperial sword?

We don’t even have the qualifications to compete with them?”

However, after the words finished, there was silence for a while, and the faces of all the companions clearly said - What else?

Zhu Jiuyin was able to enter the Emperor Sword because he was the Ancestral Witch of Time and Space. His own strength was probably not inferior to that of the Emperor Sword and its owner. However, they did not have this strength, so naturally they could not even fight for it.

None of the qualifications.

However, at this moment, Feng Nianwu walked out: "Let me try."

Que Tianxuan and the others did not object. After all, as long as the emperor's sword did not offend them, even if they trespassed, they would only be slightly injured, and there would be no fear of their lives.

Qin Yichen stood aside, the sword light surging in his eyes. He also decided that even if he couldn't snatch Zhu Jiuyin, he would continue to try later. At least, he would be able to step into the emperor's sword! He is also a sword god,

Entering the Tao with a knife, now all the prestige is gained by holding a knife along the way. In a word, it is one thing to be unbeatable, but if they are not even qualified to compete with others, then they are not worthy of getting close to this place at all.

Imperial Sword.

But what Qin Yichen didn't expect was that just when Feng Nianwu touched it with the idea of ​​trying it out, he found that his palm merged into it, and the sword patterns on the emperor's sword spread out like water waves.

Just like Zhu Jiuyin did before, it seemed to have opened an entrance for them! "This..." "Brother Nianwu, how did you do it?"

The two ancestors of Dique were all stunned, and Feng Nianwu was full of shock. Then he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How can I do it?

In terms of strength, we are indistinguishable, so it seems that this sword is destined to our clan."

Feng Nianwu didn't feel that he was any more advanced than the two ancestors of Emperor Que, not to mention that Yichen's innate body was full of awe, so he could only conclude that this sword seemed to have a connection with the human race.

Cang Haomiao exclaimed in shock: "Could it be the imperial soldiers left here by some great master of your clan?"

Feng Nianwu frowned. Although the True Dragon Clan and the Human Clan, including other Nine Directions God Clan, were very powerful with swords, in his impression, it seemed that this Emperor Sword did not exist, and it could not be abandoned here... Qin Yichen

Ye's eyes flashed, and in the Dragon Soul Realm, he also saw his ancestor who entered the emperor with a sword, but it was not this sword.

But the scene before him clearly showed that Feng Nianwu's guess was correct.

Perhaps, it is also possible that one of the ancestors died here, and his soul did not belong to the Dragon Soul Realm for some reasons, just like Emperor Mingyang and Emperor Haotian.

Qin Yichen was speechless. This innate body seemed to completely separate him from the human race, as if he could not recognize Long Wan'er.

But fortunately, at this moment, they can finally enter the inner secret realm of this emperor's sword! Feng Nianwu's eyes also surged, and Cang Haomiao also said in a concentrated voice: "If it is really the emperor's weapon lost by the clan, then it is

Zhu Jiuyin, don’t even think about getting involved easily!”
Chapter completed!