Chapter 645 Immortal Sword

After mourning Ou Yezi for a while, Xiao Yun wanted to inquire about the events of the ancient times from Sword Spirit, and wanted to know what happened after he left.

However, Sword Spirit had just given birth to wisdom at that time, and he didn’t meet many people to communicate with, so he didn’t know much.

It only knew that after that battle, the demon race suffered heavy losses, while the human race had the upper hand.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly one day, the voice of the Emperor of Heaven resounded throughout the world.

"The Immortal Realm is opened, and all emperor-level experts are not allowed to stay in the mortal world!"

This is the sound that Sword Spirit heard.

After the Emperor of Heaven's words, the Sword Spirit could no longer sense any aura of the Great Emperor's level.

It was as if all the emperor-level experts had disappeared in one day.

"The fairyland is open?"

Xiao Yun couldn't help but frown after hearing this.

Does this fairy world refer to the prehistoric world?

That shouldn't be right. After all, the Emperor of Heaven and the others don't have the strength to invade the prehistoric world. In this world, he has been suppressed by Hongjun. If he goes to the prehistoric world, wouldn't he be destined to die?

Could it be referring to the Immortal Road?

Xiao Yun had never heard of the existence of the Immortal Road in so many days in the ancient times. There was no such place at all.

Obviously, this ‘immortal road’ only appeared in a later period.

"It seems that only when I go to the Immortal Road in the future can I know what happened back then." Xiao Yun shook his head and thought no more.

He is not strong enough and is not qualified to pursue these big secrets.

Looking at the seven-colored divine sword in front of him, Xiao Yun's eyes showed joy, and he smiled and said to the sword spirit: "I am now qualified to refine you. Are you willing to go out with me?"

Sword Spirit had long been impatient. Without any hesitation, he blurted out: "Of course I am willing. You should refine me quickly, otherwise Lei Zhan is coming and he should want to snatch me from you."

The sword has been flexible for so many years, and it still has some wisdom.

What's more, when Dugu Qiubai came to refine it, Lei Zhan rushed over. Even a fool knew what he was going to do.

"Thunder War?"

Xiao Yun heard this and sneered: "Come as soon as you come, I'm afraid he won't come."

He deliberately lured Lei Zhan here to give Dugu Qiubei's clone a chance to escape. Otherwise, if Lei Zhan stayed in Jiange, it would be difficult for Dugu Qibei's clone to escape.

At that moment, Xiao Yun began to refine the seven-colored divine sword in front of him.

He used the divine refining method, which was very efficient. Coupled with the cooperation of the sword spirit, the refining was completed quickly.

"receive!"

Soon after, Xiao Yun had a thought, and the seven-colored divine sword in front of him turned into a ray of light, entered his body, and appeared near his soul, separated from the black dragon gun.

"What kind of weapon is this? It has such a strong aura!" Sword Spirit said in a panic after feeling the powerful evil aura of the Black Dragon Spear.

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and said: "This is a magic weapon from the ancient world, and it is very powerful."

The sword spirit remained silent, and the arrogance in his heart subdued a little.

Originally, it felt that its existence was of great help to Xiao Yun. As an imperial soldier, it was naturally arrogant and had an equal relationship with Xiao Yun.

After all, Xiao Yun is not the emperor yet and is not qualified to be its master.

But feeling that the aura of the Black Dragon Spear was still on it, the sword spirit no longer dared to be proud at all.

Especially Xiao Yun's soul, which is still wearing a broken armor, and sitting under him is a bloody lotus platform. The level of these two treasures is second only to it.

With so many powerful magic weapons, Xiao Yun became less dependent on them, and the sword spirit naturally did not dare to be arrogant anymore.

"Did Master Ou Yezi give you a name?"

Xiao Yun suddenly asked.

A sword must have a name.

Because as the master becomes stronger, the name of the sword will spread throughout the world.

And when everyone knows how powerful this sword is, it will naturally bring huge power of faith.

This power will gradually improve the quality of the sword.

Just like the Chaos Clock, when people hear its name, they seem to feel the glorious era when it followed the Chaos Emperor to conquer the world.

The power of faith in the dark will improve the quality of the Chaos Clock a lot.

Xiao Yun even guessed that the reason why those great emperors left their imperial soldiers behind after going to the Immortal Road was to leave them in Jiuxiao Continent to absorb the power of faith and evolve automatically.

In order to grow into a more powerful weapon in the future.

"Ou Yezi dies so quickly. There is no chance to give me a name. Master, please give me one." came the voice of the sword spirit.

Different from before, Sword Spirit called Xiao Yun his master this time, which showed that he already recognized Xiao Yun in his heart.

Xiao Yun thought for a while and then said: "Let's call it the Immortal Sword!"

He thought of what his master, the Emperor of Heaven, had once told him, the ‘immortal realm’ that was comparable to the realm of the saints of the prehistoric heaven.

This realm represents the supreme and true immortality.

From that moment on, Xiao Yun had a real goal, which was to be promoted to an 'immortal' level powerhouse.

Therefore, by giving this name to the Seven-Colored Divine Sword, he was also confirming his goal.

"Immortal Sword? The name is quite good, I like it very much." Sword Spirit said happily.

From now on, it has a name.

It believes that one day, the Immortal Sword will be famous all over the world.

"I don't know which fellow Taoist is in the cave, please come out and see him!" A loud voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Yun knew that the person coming was Lei Zhan.

Sword Spirit also said in time: "Be careful, it's Lei Zhan coming."

"fine!"

Xiao Yun waved his hand lightly.

Not to mention that he has refined the Immortal Sword now, even without this Emperor Sword, he is not afraid of Lei Zhan.

It just so happens that Xiao Yun wants to test his current strength, and Lei Zhan, the strongest among the quasi-emperors, is the most suitable.

"However, I just came back now, and I can't reveal my identity for the time being."

Xiao Yun thought secretly.

Now everyone in the cultivation world thinks he is dead, including Gu Tianyi and others.

If it is exposed too early now, and the strength is also exposed, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of Gu Tianyi and others.

Although Xiao Yun now firmly believes that he is invincible and is not afraid of these people's conspiracies and tricks, he will not be too careless, and he still has to be cautious.

Besides, Xiao Yun also wants to take the opportunity to dig out all the guys who are enemies of the Chaos Holy Land, and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

"Shua!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun's face blurred for a while, and soon changed his face, his hair turned white, and turned into a strange white-haired old man.

The next moment, Xiao Yun stepped out and left the cave.

The top of Sword God Mountain.

Outside the cave, Lei Zhan stood proudly in the void, staring at the cave in front of him with his eyes solemnly, and his powerful divine consciousness had already locked onto a figure in the cave.

When Xiao Yun walked out, two rays of divine light shot out from Lei Zhan's eyes and shot over instantly.

"You actually refined that emperor sword, who are you?"

Lei Zhan stared at the white-haired old man in front of him, and his heart was already shocked, because just now, he could no longer feel the breath of the Seven-Colored Divine Sword.

This means that the Seven-Colored Divine Sword has been refined by the person in front of him.

"My name is Dugu Wudi, and I am the hidden ancestor of the Dugu family!"

Xiao Yun looked at Lei Zhan in front of him kindly, and suddenly said with some emotion: "You are the little Lei Zhan, right? When I was secretly traveling in the cultivation world, I met you once. At that time, you were still wearing open-crotch pants, peeing against the wind, and got wet for a whole rainy season. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, you have become a quasi-emperor. Time is long and the world has changed."

Lei Zhan: "..."