I have a passive skill.

The Xuancang Divine Sword turned into ripples in the center of the lake and sea, cutting towards thousands of alchemists who were infected by the demonic energy, and in the depths of everyone's souls, they started a head-to-head confrontation with the power of the black dragon of the devil emperor black dragon .

Rao Yaoyao's major is the love swordsmanship among the nine swordsmanship.

The first level of love swordsmanship, the Hongchen sword, is the experience of the state of mind.

This sword, Rao Yaoyao, never harmed the spiritual master at all, but under the action of the holy power, it split the power of the black dragon of the devil emperor black dragon into an obstacle on the road of thousands of spiritual masters to refine their minds.

As long as the spirit masters can overcome this layer of obstacles, not only can the influence of the power of the black dragon be eliminated in an instant, but also the level of mental state can be upgraded by more than one grade.

pity……

Although the idea was good, Rao Yaoyao ignored the gap in strength level.

Even Dao Qiongcang's Tenth Era Holy Spirit Formation was tainted by the power of the black dragon. Her "Red Dust Sword", which can only be cut with the help of holy blood, is not even as good as the Tenth Era Holy Spirit Formation in terms of the breath of holy power alone. thread.

"puff!"

In just half a breath, Rao Yaoyao's figure was shaken back from the void, and blood spewed out when she opened her mouth, her eyes were full of horror.

On the road of mental state experience, her sword can't even transform the power of the black dragon, let alone help all the spiritual masters.

to no avail!

"Rao Yaoyao, don't force it, this is a duel at the level of holy power, you have not stepped into this step yet." A melancholy voice came from my ear.

Rao Yaoyao turned her head and looked at the phantom of Dao Qiongcang's holy thought.

She knew that this was Dao Qiongcang's admonition.

But she wouldn't listen.

"The Devil Emperor Black Dragon took great pains to send out its dragon scales. There must be a mystery in it, and the blockade of the Heavenly Dao in the Holy God Continent is against everyone. You are the master of the main hall. Can there be exceptions and you can exert your half-holy full power?" Rao Yaoyao analyzed calmly.

After a pause, she continued to transmit the voice: "The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation, you used it to seal time and space and prevent the Holy Emperor from escaping. You have already spent a lot of energy, and you have to spend more energy to solve the troubles of ordinary alchemists. How much energy is left to deal with the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale?"

The phantom of Dao Qiongcang's holy thought was silent, as if Rao Yaoyao had hit the mark.

Looking at the battle situation in the Yunlun Mountains, everyone thought that he was a semi-sage in the sky, and the scenery was infinite.

But in fact, only people at the level of Rao Yaoyao know about the difficulties of Dao Qiongcang.

"Reserve your strength to deal with the troubles of Dragon Scale and Spiritualist, and I'll take care of them." Rao Yaoyao wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth. The power of the holy blood has been increasing crazily with time, and she spoke with strong confidence.

The phantom of Dao Qiongcang's holy thought only paused for a moment, and stopped stopping, saying: "Do what you can, remember, your life is more important than the sum of all the people present."

Impatientness flashed across Rao Yaoyao's eyes: "Don't tell me these things!"

After saying that, she no longer paid attention to the semi-holy sky, leaped up into the sky again, and raised the Xuancang Excalibur over the top.

Holy blood, to put it bluntly, is only half holy blood.

The Seven Sword Immortals, to put it bluntly, are only in the realm of Taixu.

With the previous sword "Red Dust · Refining Heart", Rao Yaoyao knows very well how big the gap is between the power of the Holy Emperor and the power below the holy level.

valley

This gap, to outsiders, will not be able to make up for a while.

Rao Yaoyao is different.

She raised her eyes slightly, stared devoutly at the divine sword Xuancang, and murmured: "It's up to you..."

The Xuancang Divine Sword, one of the five great artifacts of chaos, is the treasure that suppresses luck at the headquarters of the Holy God Hall on the Guizhe Holy Mountain. This operation was invited out of the mountain, and the plan was nothing more than to deal with the current emergency situation.

If there is any external force in this world that can counter the power of the Holy Emperor.

Then there should be only the power of luck that has been conceived in the Xuancang Divine Sword for thousands of years, and has been blessed by many semi-sages and even holy emperors.

The power of luck in the Temple of the Holy God!

Similarly, it also represents the power of luck in a part of the Holy Spirit Continent!

Rao Yaoyao stood out of nowhere, with a solemn expression, let go of the sword in his hand, pointed his hands together, and crossed them in front of his chest.

"Xuancang, open!"

A clear chirp.

The Xuancang Divine Sword was obviously not held by the sword-bearer, but at this moment, it spun sideways at high speed in front of Rao Yaoyao.

Accompanied by the rotation, wisps of power of luck flew out like a canary, like the first ray of dawn lighting up the night, demonizing the bottom of the eyes of the alchemist in the audience, flashing the light of hope.

One Hundred Thousand Miles of Darkness.

The ground is full of mad spirit refiners scratching and neighing.

The sky is a female sword fairy in elegant clothes, leading the sword and breaking the game.

Sword Immortal's Edict, Qi Luck Transformed.

The divine sword flutters, and the birds lead the dragons to chant.

"Ow—"

In a short while, a large amount of power of luck escaped from the Xuancang Excalibur turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, soaring upwards, directly breaking through the blockade of the black Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation.

Rao Yaoyao's eyes burst out at the same time, and she grabbed the high-speed spinning sword Xuan Cang with one hand, and her dress was rustled by the air waves.

"The Ruthless Sword..."

The resonant dragon chant disappeared when Rao Yaoyao held the sword, and the golden dragon of luck also followed her, and merged into her body from the state of wandering in the sky.

"Slay the devil!"

A sword cut horizontally.

The sword blessed with the power of luck directly pierced through the void, unreasonably blasting at the power of the black dragon deep in the souls of all the alchemists.

Not discouraged.

Never converted.

At this moment, Rao Yaoyao did not choose a detour, and used the power of the black dragon in another way to let the alchemist get rid of it by himself.

Because she gets it.

Ordinary spiritual masters can't defeat the power of the black dragon alone.

And her sword, with the blessing of the Luck Golden Dragon, no longer needs to be detoured.

"boom!"

Cut off with one sword.

Gold replaced black.

The [-]-mile dark world was replaced by brilliance, and the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation returned to restore light.

As for the crazy spirit refiners, the blackness in their eyes was also dyed with golden light, and finally returned to their due clarity.

"what happened?"

"what happened……"

Everyone spread their hands, feeling that they had changed, but they couldn't tell what the change was.

"This is the second level of love swordsmanship, Wang Qing sword?" On the other side, Teng Shanhai's one-eyed man had already looked straight.

The demeanor of Rao Yaoyao's sword is too outstanding.

Using the Wangqing Sword, the second state of the Nine Great Swordsmanship, directly made the thousands of spiritual masters present forget their own demonic desires in the depths of their souls.

Then, everyone regained their sobriety!

This swordsmanship attainment...

How terrifying!

Teng Shanhai couldn't believe that Rao Yaoyao, who was in the same Taixu realm as him, was able to slash with such a sword.

"So, is this the difference between Seven Sword Immortals and ordinary Tai Xu?"

Teng Shanhai felt bitter in his heart.

In the past, Teng Shanhai didn't care about Seven Swords Immortal, the highest combat power under the semi-sages widely rumored in the mainland.

He always felt that among the Seven Sword Immortals, except Yu Tu, Hua Changdeng, etc., in the realm of Taixu, they possessed the power comparable to that of the semi-sages, and that was because of their individual strength.

But these individuals are an exception!

Others, simply can not match their achievements.

Today, however, Teng Shanhai saw a different style.

Rao Yaoyao too little shot with all his strength.

Teng Shanhai didn't even know before that Rao Yaoyao's understanding of the Nine Swords and Zhongqing swordsmanship has reached the second level.

It is said that if you give the Seven Swords Fairy a sword, the Sword Fairy will be able to defeat the Half-Saint.

But the enemy right now is Saint Emperor Longlin!

Although Rao Yaoyao was able to slay the black dragon's power of the holy emperor's dragon scale with a single sword, it was said that he borrowed the power of luck from the Xuancang Divine Sword.

But this power of luck has to be borrowed by someone who has the ability

Just like him Teng Shanhai...not at all!

Rao Yaoyao's sword is nothing more than declaring to the world: "Sword Immortal" plus "Divine Sword" is equal to "the power of the Holy Emperor"?

"Success..."

Slashing out with a sword, the world returned to clarity, Rao Yaoyao had an inexplicable look in his eyes.

In the last sword "Red Earth Refining Heart", she did not destroy the power of the black dragon, but through a head-on confrontation, she clearly understood the gap between herself and the Holy Emperor. This is a valuable experience.

This sword "eliminating demons" made her firm in her heart.

Gu Jianxiu is not the only one who can achieve perfection in the eight masters.

He holds four swords, and his ability is overwhelming.

I take the divine sword Xuancang, and Taixu can defeat the Holy Emperor Longlin!

At this moment, Rao Yaoyao's heart was strengthened, and the self-confidence that had been unconsciously lost for decades was regained.

And the three mountains of swordsmanship that have been pressing on her heart, Yu Tu, Hua Changdeng, and Ba Zun Fan, seem to have begun to collapse.

"Crack!"

Rao Yaoyao heard the sound of her bottleneck breaking.

Her eyes brightened, she knew that if she took this step, she might have reached the third realm of love swordsmanship and the qualification to be a semi-sage of swordsmanship!

However, at this time, Dao Qiongcang's extremely calm voice sounded in his ears: "Rao Yaoyao, where is the Golden Dragon of Luck?"

"Huh?" Rao Yaoyao was startled.

She slashed out with a sword just now, borrowing the power of luck from the divine sword Xuancang.

It stands to reason that after the sword is cut, the Luck Golden Dragon will also return to the body of the Xuancang sword, and re-breed without consuming a single cent.

You can check now...

"Golden Luck Dragon, gone?"

Rao Yaoyao's heart stopped suddenly.

That is the power of luck that has been bred for thousands of years in the Temple of the Holy God, which is close to one-tenth of the power of luck!

Why didn't you come back?

How can you not come back?

How can you not come back? !

Rao Yaoyao's pretty face was instantly livid, and then all blood disappeared, and her whole body began to tremble.

"Lucky Golden Dragon, where did you go?"

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Chapter 9: Devil Emperor Black Dragon, Slashing the Heavens with His Sword!

The atmosphere in the arena froze.