Eternal Tranquility

Seeing the things in front of Zhou Jiyuan, Liu Qinghuan took a closer look and couldn't help but shudder, and asked: "Where did the things in your hands come from?"

Zhou Jiyuan's original movements paused and he said inexplicably: "You mean this divine machine box?"

It was a purple-black stone box. It looked ordinary, but Liu Qinghuan recognized it at a glance, because this box was made by Xue Yi's original body Wangren Taoist. It later appeared in Yuxian Pavilion and was used by Xue Yi. I spent three hundred and fifty pieces of immortal spirit stones to buy it back.

According to Xue Yi, this box is the pinnacle work of Taoist Wangren in the art of mechanisms. It integrates secret techniques such as mechanisms, formation restraints, and star numbers. It has a total of nine layers of orifices, which are ingenious and extremely delicate.

Jade Immortal Pavilion, one of the three major auction houses in the world of immortality, has countless skilled craftsmen in the pavilion, and many high-level monks are guests, but it has only unlocked the first six floors.

The reason why Xue Yi spent a lot of money to buy it back was of course because there were important treasures hidden in the last three floors, and in the end he did get what he wanted.

Liu Qinghuan was next to Xue Yi at the time, so he was deeply impressed by this box. Why did such an important thing appear in Zhou Jiyuan's hands at this time?

"Do you recognize this box?" Zhou Jiyuan was not stupid, and he guessed why Liu Qinghuan suddenly asked the question.

"Where is its original owner?" Liu Qinghuan said coldly and solemnly: "How did you get this box?"

"I……"

"Don't tell me you killed the other person. You can't. That person is much more powerful than me!"

Zhou Jiyuan was instantly unhappy: "Are you strong? I'm sorry, that person was indeed killed by me!"

As he spoke, he pointed his finger toward the divine receiver!

I saw the boxes unfolding layer by layer in the air, very fast, covering a large area in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the audience was puzzled by this scene, but they couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Is this going to bring out some amazing magic weapon?"

"That's right? It's so well hidden and must be contained in a divine machine box. It's probably something that can't be stored in the body or in the ring at will!"

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are some magic weapons and treasures that are not suitable for being put into a monk's body because they are too powerful or have special properties, and the ring cannot carry them, so they need to be stored and stored separately.

For example, Liu Qinghuan's Purifying Lotus Fire, if placed directly into the Najie, the Najia may explode on the spot, and most of the contents inside will be burned overnight, so it must be sealed heavily and stored with extreme caution.

Soon, everyone knew what Zhou Jiyuan was carrying in the divine machine box. It was also a sword, a broken sword that was only more than two feet long and stained with rust.

As soon as this sword appeared, the color of the sky and the earth changed. Thunderclouds as dark as ink quickly gathered in the sky. The wind suddenly became strong, and the whistling sound was like thousands of ghosts crying together and ten thousand demons roaring. It was shrill and heart-wrenching!

Taiqing frowned and turned around and said: "Fellow Daoist Lian Zhen, I'm afraid the protective array on the battle platform needs to be strengthened!"

Lian Zhen's expression also became solemn, and when he glanced down, many monks close to the battle stage couldn't help but cover their ears, with painful expressions on their faces. There were also people sitting blankly, staring straight at the stage, as if they had been shocked to the core at that moment, and were already lost in their thoughts.

Even he himself couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, feeling a faint fear of the broken sword.

"This, this, this!" Lian Zhen was stunned: "Fellow Taoist Wuchang was forced to do so. What kind of sword did you take out?!"

He hurriedly ordered his monks to reinforce the battle platform, activate the second backup array, and send additional manpower to be on standby to monitor the situation on and off the platform.

Even though it was like this across the thick magic circle, inside the magic circle, there seemed to be a wind of swords and a rain of swords. Wisps of slender sword energy seemed to have entered an uninhabited land, shuttling back and forth in the Tao realm, invisible space. The barrier soon became riddled with holes and collapsed.

The sound of the sword whistling became even more shrill, as if the whole world was filled with this sound, which was so harsh that it seemed to tear apart the soul.

Liu Qinghuan quickly raised his eyebrows, and the bamboo branches reappeared, forming a thick green protective shield. The sound became quieter, but it could not be completely isolated.

However, after watching the other party open the divine machine box, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Although the appearance was the same, the box Zhou Jiyuan took out was probably not Xue Yi's.

Because this box only has six floors, it is likely that it was later imitated by Yuxian Pavilion.

As expected, old monster Xue Yi is not that easy to die, but!

Although they had agreed to fight to the death at the beginning, Liu Qinghuan was not interested in the opponent's life. He only regarded this battle as a competition, so he started to play with the opponent slowly in the Dao realm. He had no intention of using the real killing move.

But next, he no longer plans to hide his capabilities and bide his time, because the other party has been forced out of the bottom line!

Liu Qinghuan looked at Zhou Jiyuan opposite him expressionlessly. The broken sword was held in his hand, and his whole body even changed his aura, becoming more ruthless and decisive.

A black sword light is just like the skylight that cuts through the dusk. It is silent, but it is youthful in an instant!

With just one sword strike, half of the Dao realm Liu Qinghuan rebuilt was destroyed.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and the golden sword light condensed in his palm, and the awe-inspiring energy surged first.

Not only the will of the sword, but also firm belief, unyielding will, and the vicissitudes of the right path that can sweep away all darkness and evil!

"I don't know how to use a sword." Liu Qinghuan said calmly. The Taoist realm under his feet was like an overturned building. A fierce wind blew from the opposite direction. The sword thread was like rain, sliding across his temples——

"So my sword is not a kendo sword, but a Tao sword!"

The collapse of the Tao Realm suddenly stopped, and the golden light engulfed Liu Qinghuan. First, it scorched a ball, like the scorching sun in the sky, and no one dared to look directly at it.

"Xuanyuan Sword, the Holy Sword of the Human Race!" Taiqing stroked his long beard and smiled like an old fox: "Young people are scary. The person named Zhou won't fall into a ditch this time!"

Lian Zhen was no longer beside him at this time, but was guarding the place closest to the battle stage, looking both excited and nervous.

"boom!"

In an instant, the sword energy collided in the center of the battle stage!

Half of it is brilliant and bright, and half of it is cold and forbidding.

Half the day, half the night.

Zhou Jiyuan's sword is domineering, cutting through life and death, breaking the cycle of reincarnation, and is extremely sharp!

Liu Qinghuan's sword is the king's way, vast, righteous and far-reaching!

The golden light gradually pressed forward, and suddenly there were loud war songs in the grandeur, no evil allowed to exist in the world!

Zhou Jiyuan's eyes flashed sharply, and he stabbed backhand with the hand holding the sword! The broken sword edge suddenly pierced his left chest, and bright red blood surged out, but not a drop fell. Instead, all of it was absorbed by the broken sword!

There was an uproar in the audience, all the cultivators watching the battle were horrified, and Taiqing couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, it is not uncommon to gain combat power by injuring yourself, especially since the broken sword looked very evil at first glance, and no one was surprised by it.

Sure enough, when Zhou Jiyuan endured the pain and drew his sword, a horrifying momentum shot up into the sky!