Chapter 1217 1 thought! Possessed!
Ye Beichen rushed to the back of the Sword Control Sect as if he was going crazy.
Blood clouds gathered in the sky above the sword-making pool, and some martial cultivators looked in the direction of the sword-making pool with shocked faces!
"What's going on? What happened here?" Ye Beichen roared in frustration.
No one answered!
Whoosh-!
He rushed to the position closest to the sword-making pool and grabbed the collar of a middle-aged man: "You have been here just now. Tell me, what happened here?"
Ye Beichen's eyes were red, almost furious!
Nine black dragons appeared behind him, baring their teeth and claws!
The man was frightened and quickly explained: "Sir... Sir... we came to pick up leaks in the sword-making pool. Just now..."
"There were seven stunning women standing near the sword-making pool just now. I don't know what happened but they all jumped into the sword-making pool!"
"what?"
Ye Beichen was suffocated!
He shouted with a trembling voice: "What do they look like?"
With a thought, the man's divine power surged out, forming seven women's faces in the air!
"Sir, it's them!"
The moment I met these seven people!
"puff…………"
Ye Beichen's heart trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood: "Are you sure it's the seven of them?"
The man nodded: "Sir... it is... absolutely true!"
"what!!!"
Ye Beichen roared in despair, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and a line of blood and tears gushed out!
These seven people are his seven senior sisters!
Yuan Shiyu and Xiao Feiyan rushed over!
"Master Ye..."
"Why? Senior sister, why is this?"
"Why did you jump into the sword-making pool?!!!"
"Master, what on earth is going on?!!!"
Ye Beichen looked up to the sky and screamed in despair!
this moment.
His painful heart almost stopped, and an unspeakable despair spread: "Why? Why on earth?"
"Sister, you can't die!"
Ye Beichen jumped into the sword-making pool as if he was going crazy!
"Master Ye!"
"Ye Beichen!"
Yuan Shiyu and Xiao Feiyan were shocked.
The terrifying temperature of the magma swept across!
This is not an ordinary sword-making pool, but the first-generation master of the Sword Control Sect lit this place with strange fire!
Until the Sword Controlling Sect cut off the inheritance, the fire in the sword-making pool was not extinguished!
You can imagine how terrifying this place is!
"Sister!!!"
Ye Beichen roared crazily: "Ah!!!"
His blood boiled and his body almost exploded!
Ye Beichen searched frantically, and the sword-making pool boiled, creating a terrifying heat wave of magma!
"Oh my God!"
"Is this body more terrifying than steel?"
The martial cultivators around the sword-making pool were dumbfounded, their eyes narrowed crazily, and they kept sucking in cold air!
Sudden.
boom--!
The sword-making pool trembled slightly, and seven blood-red rays of light shot into the sky!
At the same time, the Qiankun Prison Suppressing Sword made a sword cry: "Master, let me out..."
"what happened?"
Ye Beichen had an idea.
The Qiankun Prison Suppressing Sword rushes out from the space inside the tower, rotates around the sword-making pool and then rises into the sky!
The seven blood-red essences suddenly disappeared into the Qiankun Prison Suppression Sword and merged!
In an instant!
The aura of the Qiankun Prison Suppressing Sword is rising crazily!
If the previous Qiankun Prison Suppressing Sword was a fierce tiger, the current Qiankun Prison Suppressing Sword is a true dragon above nine heavens!
The runes on the sword are primitive and full of simplicity!
The relief dragon seemed to be resurrected, and it actually slowly twisted its body on the sword!
Ye Beichen's voice trembled: "Xiaota, what's going on? What is that..."
Qiankun Prison Tower was silent for a while: "Boy, you may not be able to accept it!"
"My dearest relatives and loved ones, sacrifice your blood to the sword!"
"Awakening the most powerful power in the Qiankun Prison Suppression Sword, your seven senior sisters... sacrificed their lives to the sword..."
Although Ye Beichen had already guessed it!
But really get the answer!
Still can't accept it!
"Do not!!!"
Ye Beichen was extremely desperate and yelled like crazy: "Xiaota, turn back time! Reversal of time and space, reverse time and space quickly!!!"
Qiankun Prison Suppression Tower said helplessly: "Boy, first of all, this tower is not powerful enough!"
"Secondly, even if you reverse time and space, your senior sisters won't sacrifice their swords?"
"Moreover, they sacrificed the sword voluntarily, and their souls have disappeared..."
"impossible!!!"
Ye Beichen's eyes were blood red: "Fake! It's all fake!"
"Hahaha, senior sister? Why?!!!"
"why treat me like this?"
"What do I need this broken sword for?"
"A descendant of the Chinese clan, a holy son of the demon clan..."
"Haha, do you really think I care about this? Do you all think I want to become an extremely powerful person?"
"Wrong... you are all wrong..."
Ye Beichen murmured: "If it hadn't been for you, I, Ye Beichen, would have become a withered skeleton in the Kunlun Ruins..."
"Master taught me the truth, and my senior sister gave me the warmth of a relative..."
"You are more important than anything else. Now that you are dead, what is the use of all this?"
At this moment, Ye Beichen felt that his heart was completely dead!
"Master Ye, you..."
Yuan Shiyu covered her mouth tightly!
Xiao Feiyan was also shocked!
The two were shocked to find that Ye Beichen's momentum had undergone earth-shaking changes!
The demonic energy behind him was overwhelming, the space was trembling violently, and the phantoms of various ancient demons appeared behind Ye Beichen!
And Ye Beichen's eyes were as red as blood!
Her originally long black hair instantly turned purple!
One thought! Possessed!
Qiankun Prison Tower was shocked: "Boy, don't be like this, stick to your heart!"
"Keep the last line of psychological defense!"
Ye Beichen grinned, his eyes indescribably evil and bloody: "Xiaota, you are wrong! This is my true intention!"
"Everyone is forcing me. Since the right path doesn't work! I would rather become a demon!"
"Here comes the sword!!!"
Ye Beichen raised his hand and shook it, and the Qiankun Prison Suppression Sword fell into his hand: "Let's go to the Imperial Capital with me!"
……
In the imperial capital, deep inside the palace, in a main hall.
After hearing Qiu Shi's explanation, Xiao Zhenguo's eyelids twitched: "Qiu Shi, are you kidding me?"
"That boy Yechen is really so terrifying. He killed more than 500 true kings by himself. Even if you summoned nine lions, he was no match for him?"
The other people in the hall were in disbelief!
He Lao and Bai Zonghe looked at each other and felt that the prison lion was joking!
Prison Lion pointed at his chest: "Xiao Zhenguo, do you think this king is joking?"
"This kid's strength is no longer controllable. There may be a chance for the two of us to join forces!"
"If he finds an opportunity and defeats each of us, we will definitely die!"
talking.
The prison lion raised his hand a little, and a picture condensed into one!
In the picture, an extremely fuzzy ancient sword appeared!
"And this sword, it's extremely weird... As long as you touch it, it will be drained of blood and you will die!"
"This sword is..."
He Lao and Bai Zonghe took a deep breath and couldn't help but exclaimed!
