The King of The Worlds

The handsome man carried a long sword on his back, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, with extraordinary aura. The woman beside him had a heroic look between her brows. At this time, she snuggled up to the man and stared at Qin Yi curiously.

An Yi looked at the two men warily, and after finding out that the two men had come here, she didn't do anything else, but looked at her husband quietly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Girl, don't be nervous. I'm Jiang Qing. I'm here to find Grand Master Uncle."

An Yi was taken aback when a voice came from beside his ear, and then nodded to the other party.

She relaxed and realized that the man in front of her might be Qin Yi's junior disciple.

The three of them stood here without any further action, just watching Qin Yi practice the sword.

Forty-nine days, two-thirds of the construction and material fusion of this sword had been completed. At this time, Qin Yi focused on his expression and devoted himself completely, and his speed also slowed down.

The body of the sword appeared little by little, and the flames were burning, like dots of starlight gathering drop by drop, melting and casting a pure gold sword.

The newborn baby, with the supplement of various nutrients, the classification of cells, grows up, and gradually grows into a young boy.

Eighty-one days later, the four of them shone with light, and there was already a sword with an ancient body and a graceful hilt, full of kingly domineering.

At this time, Qin Yi still didn't wake up from his concentration, but his brows were tightened even more.

The essence has been cast, and the next step is Qi!

Both hands formed seals, and the spirit formations prepared in advance were sacrificed by Qin Yi, shining with golden light, floating towards the sword body.

"Juling!"

"Lead the spirit!"

"Lucky!"

For each formation, Qin Yi carefully punched it into the sword body. Golden lines, like swimming dragons, undulated, entwined, and finally imprinted around the sword body. This process is very slow and is an extremely delicate job.

Qin Yi seemed to be carving a work of art, carefully and conscientiously engraving strands of stripes on the sword body.

With the continuation of its movements, the body of the sword is like a golden thread wrapped around a dragon, becoming extremely bright. Even the sword body began to tremble violently.

Under the spiritual formation formed by engraving again and again, the spiritual energy of the four directions,

It began to converge towards the sword body, driving the breeze to blow.

One hundred and eight days gradually passed, and all the spiritual formations had been engraved on the sword body.

At this time, the sword body exudes a golden red light, filled with a noble and domineering atmosphere, just floating there quietly, but the aura above it has shocked the void.

"call!"

After blowing out a breath, Qin Yi looked a little tired, but his eyes were full of excitement.

The body of the sword has been completed, the spirit array has been imprinted, and the spirit of the sword has been successfully completed. All that remains is to put the spirit into it and awaken the soul of the sword.

"Mind and bone!"

After spit out the four words faintly, Qin Yi pointed out.

In an instant, the majestic sword intent of the kingly way rolled out mightily, condensed into a phantom sword head glowing red, and crashed into the sword in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The body of the sword trembled, bursting out with a sharp sword intent.

"Focus on the breath!"

Qin Yi let out a long cry, his right hand formed into five claws, and suddenly grabbed the void in front of him.

This claw is aimed at the dragon's cave below, and the dragon's breath is caught out.

"Aww!"

After a while, there was a wandering dragon composed of light golden clouds, which was held by Qin Yi in his hand, roaring continuously, struggling in his palm, but unable to escape.

"Grand Master Uncle, you will cause chaos!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qing sighed.

He knew that with this grasp, the future fortunes of this dynasty would decline sharply, perhaps only a few decades at most.

From then on, the dawn of the common people, tens of millions of people, the civil and military generals of the Manchu Dynasty will suffer a disaster in the south of the country. Until the birth of a new dynasty, the change of dragon spirit, and reunion, the world will be stable again.

"Sword Spirit, come out!"

However, Qin Yi couldn't hear Jiang Qing's words at all. He flicked the golden dragon cloud energy towards the sword body in his hand. In an instant, the dragon energy rushed into the sword body and merged into the spirit formation.

"Roar!"

The humming of the sword weapon actually gave out a roar like a dragon's chant, which shocked people's hearts.

In the next second, the soaring sword intent and king's dominance spread out, the sword trembled violently, and the red golden light shone continuously.

"Complete the last step by yourself!"

Qin Yi said indifferently, bent his finger and flicked the sword in front of him.

"jingle!"

The sword made a crisp sound, then seemed to understand Qin Yi's words, nodded to him, and then shot up into the sky, shooting straight into the clouds.

"Aww!"

There were dark clouds in the sky, this sword energy rushed into the clouds, and suddenly burst out a shocking light, which dispersed the dark clouds, and even a dragon appeared in the clouds, which shocked the world.

"Boom!"

Between the dark clouds, thunder and lightning flickered, making a deafening sound.

"Sword Tribulation!"

Jiang Qing's eyes were concentrated and his face was serious.

He knew that this was the catastrophe of being born after the life of the dead, and the heavens have rules, death is death, life is life, death is reincarnated, this is against the sky, and catastrophe will surely come. If it cannot pass, it is still a dead thing. If it survives, this sword will have its own spirit from now on, and it will become a rare spiritual sword in the world!

With flickering eyes, Jiang Qing looked at Qin Yi.

Such a catastrophe, even a cultivator is not sure to survive it, let alone a dead thing.

However, at this moment, he did not see a trace of worry on Qin Yi's expression.

"Show me your strength!"

Qin Yi raised his head, stared directly at the dark clouds, and saw the sword weapon that was spinning around in the clouds, and the dragon was circling around him. At this time, the sword was being wrapped in strips of lightning, and it was about to rain down the lightning of destruction.

"boom!"

Suddenly, thunder and lightning exploded, and thousands of thunder and lightning bombarded the sword.

Jiang Qing held his breath and stared at the clouds.

In the sky, thunder and lightning have already formed a network, dense and terrifying, and the muffled thunder can be heard endlessly.

Strips of golden lightning struck the sword continuously, making it tremble continuously.

However, in the face of this terrifying thunder calamity, the sword is like a king standing in the void. He is arrogant and indifferent, overlooking all living beings, without any reaction.

"Crackling!"

The golden lightning, bombarded again and again, the sword weapon accepted it calmly, and never refused to come, even he was still being hit, attracting the masculine energy that fused with the thunder and lightning in the void, making this king even more domineering and powerful.

The light in the sword became brighter and brighter, and a cold phantom seemed to be born faintly.

For two full hours, the lightning strikes continued, but there was nothing to do with the sword. Even with the bombardment, the sword became stronger, and the more it went to the back, the tougher it was.

Finally, the dark clouds in the sky cleared and the thunder and lightning disappeared.

There is a red golden light shining on the sword, and the blade is surrounded by dragons. On the blade of the sword, there is a phantom in a white robe sitting cross-legged, with suggestions flickering in his eyes, and there is a dragon mark on his forehead, exuding domineering power.

Qin Yi raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

"If you are a king, you should face the common people."

"You will kill the common people!"