Da Qin: My understanding is incredible, I will live forever in the Ghost Valley

With such strength, is it true that an unimaginable great man will be born in the Heavenly Court?

Tushita Palace, Laojun Mansion.

Taishang Laojun slowly woke up from his meditation.

"This Wang Meng, his alchemy skills are outstanding, and now he has even reached the pinnacle of weapon refining. The nine-toothed rake I carefully crafted was cut off by his sword!"

"Who is this kid?"

"He is self-taught. Only Master has such understanding."

"Could it be that the way of heaven is about to usher in another big change?"

"No, no! He is still accumulating merits. The prehistoric catastrophe has passed, how can he still accumulate so much merits?"

Taishang Laojun, who has always been pampered and indifferent to fame and fortune, suddenly stood up, and his calm face showed a look of surprise for the first time.

"Could it be 120..."

120 Taishang Laojun counted with his fingers, his eyes flashed, but he quickly regained his composure.

Chang'e and Sanshengmu looked at each other, their eyes fell on the nine-toothed rake on the ground.

Tian Peng Marshal's signature weapon was actually broken in the middle.

"Is this possible?" Chang'e was shocked.

Sanshengmu looked at Su Chen in amazement, as if looking at a monster.

That was clearly an ordinary heavenly soldier, but he was extremely fast when he attacked. Facing a strong enemy, he killed the enemy with one sword!

"Sister Chang'e, look at the sky, what is that?" Sanshengmu suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, both Chang'e and Tianpeng, who was in a state of collapse, looked up at the sky.

"Impossible! How is this possible?" Tianpeng Marshal saw the scene in the sky clearly and was stunned.

Chang'e's beautiful face was pale with fear.

The Third Holy Mother looked up and exclaimed: "Those are the immortal swords from the Immortal Sword Treasure House! So many! There must be tens of thousands of them?! How could they all fly out?"

In the sky, tens of thousands of flying swords whistled, and even from a distance, the sound of breaking through the air could be heard!

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~~~~"

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of immortal swords circled and flew over Guanghan Palace.

"Swords are ringing!"

"It's the swords! These immortal swords are the supreme existence among the immortal swords!" The Third Holy Mother exclaimed.

"My brother's three-pointed, two-edged sword also shook the world when it was born." Chang'e sighed.

"Could it be the immortal sword in Su Chen's hand? It's red all over, like a flame." Chang'e said in surprise.

No one responded, only Su Chen raised his head slightly, holding the Wanxian Sword tightly in his right hand, as if resonating with it, making a buzzing sound.

"Go!" Su Chen waved his hand, and the Wanxian Sword instantly flew into the sky.

In an instant, countless immortal swords followed closely and disappeared into the void together.

They danced with the sky as the stage, and every time the Wanxian Sword danced, it was accompanied by the sound of dragons and tigers.

Those following immortal swords seemed to be baptized.

[You watch the Wanjian pilgrimage and comprehend the mysteries of swordsmanship, created the Wuji sword technique! Based on the Wuji principle, the sword moves are free and changeable, with unpredictable power. 】

A new feeling flooded into Su Chen's mind. At this moment, he felt that his swordsmanship had achieved a qualitative leap.

Soon, the Wanxian Sword slowly returned and fell into Su Chen's hands again.

The fairy sword in the sky circled reluctantly for several circles before slowly leaving.

Such a spectacular scene shocked everyone present.

"You actually refined the king of fairy swords! I lost convincingly! Su Chen, you won!"

Tian Peng seemed to have aged hundreds of years at this moment. He knelt on the ground, staring at the broken nine-toothed rake, his face gloomy. .