Qin Yichen was a little nervous, but Feng Nianwu frowned, as if thinking of something, but couldn't confirm it.

Standing in front of the divine sword, Qin Yichen looked at the pattern of the sword in a crowd. This pattern was indestructible. It was made by condensing the road, attracting countless divine swords to surrender. In the end, it was like a sea of thousands of rivers, united together!

"What a profound knife pattern! This must be an emperor sword!"

Qin Yichen also couldn't help but be surprised: "Can this emperor sword be incomplete?"

Que Tianxuan didn't look at him, but just touched the knife pattern carefully, using all his wisdom to understand: "It must be stronger than the Bihai Emperor."

However, Que Tianxuan suddenly felt something, and his face was full of suspicion: "Strange, this emperor knife seems to be fixed here and cannot move."

"Isn't it because we can't move it? Or is there any method under the candle nine shades?"

Que Tianxuan slowly shook his head, and tried to touch the magic sword again: "It shouldn't be the freezing time of Jiu Yin, not to mention that if he can take away this magic sword, there is no need to have ink marks with us. He just entered it, it should be just one step faster. ."

"That is"

Qin Yichen frowned slightly, now is not the time to consider this, but how they should enter it!

Obviously, their methods cannot be compared with the candle nine yin.

You know, Zhu Jiuyin just pierced into the magic sword with the palm of the front, as if two Daowei are colliding, and what kind of character is Zhu Jiuyin? Time ancestor witch!

They don't have the ability to hold Jiuyin.

"Tianxing, you are the innate sword god, come and try..."

Qin Yichen nodded slightly, he took a deep breath, running the magic power, and even the sword light surging around his body, but just touched this ten thousand-zhang magic sword, but saw his knees tremble, almost staggering to the ground.

Fortunately, Princess Wenqing was on the sidelines, hurriedly holding her back, her expression full of concern: "Wood, how about you?"

Qin Yichen waved his hand again and again, but his face like a sword carved with awe was full of awe: "This divine sword...let my swordsmanship surrender to him, and I can't help but bow down to him!"

This kind of sword power is really terrible!

In front of him, Qin Yichen was really like the difference between Yinghuo and Haoyue, and because he was the innate sword god, he only felt deep awe in front of this emperor sword.

It was as if a divine sword was born, making countless spiritual soldiers and immortal swords completely pale, Qin Yichen, the innate sword god, was so in awe in front of this divine sword!

"I'm afraid it won't work if you want to force it, two ancestors, come and try..."

Qin Yichen was held aside by Princess Wen Qing, but he stared at the magic sword, but a strangeness suddenly rose in his heart. It seemed that this magic sword was quite disappointed and disdainful of him.

This disappointment and disdain did not seem to be because Qin Yichen was too weak in front of him, but because he just said two words-no.

Qin Yichen's eyes flashed, and Dao Wei suddenly understood and became more fierce, like a thorny thorn, he suddenly broke free from Princess Wen Qing's support, and wanted to step forward.

However, at this moment, he saw Que Tianxuan, who was learning the appearance of Jiuyin of the candle, and put the palm of the gods into it, trembled and staggered to the ground.

"my hand"

Que Tianxuan's divine palm stretched out, and his divine palm was bloody, as if it had been cut by countless swords.

As if in front of this emperor sword, without the tyrannical strength of Zhu Jiuyin, he did not dare to offend his heart or want to take it as his own.

"This"

"It really doesn't work, let's forget it, the emperor soldier, the emperor's prestige can cover the sky, it is impossible to meet, even if it is encountered, there is a lack of opportunity, strength, and luck.

Wu Qitian and Cang Haomiao also appeared in awe. After all, this was an emperor soldier, and they were inseparable from the second ancestor of Emperor Que in terms of strength. Que Tianxuan could not do it, and they were in vain.

Que Yuheng was still a little unconvinced: "Could it be that Zhu Jiuyin won the emperor sword? We don't even have the qualifications to compete with it?"

However, when the voice was over, there was a burst of silence, and the faces of all the companions were clearly written-otherwise?

The Jiu Yin of Candlestick can enter this emperor sword because it is a time and space ancestor witch. I am afraid that its strength is not inferior to this emperor sword and the owner of this emperor sword, but they do not have this strength, so naturally they will fight for it. No qualifications.

However, at this moment, Feng Nianwu came out: "Let me try."

Que Tianxuan had no objection, after all, as long as the Emperor Sword did not offend him, even if it trespassed, it would only cause them minor injuries without worrying about their lives.

Qin Yichen stood aside, the sword light in his eyes surged, and he also decided that even if he couldn't grab the Jiu Yin, he would continue to try later, at least, let him step into this emperor sword! He is also a sword god, using the sword to enter the Tao, and now all the prestige is cut out with the sword all the way, in a word, it is one thing to be unable to pass the candle nine Yin, but if they do not even have the qualifications to compete with others, then they simply I don't deserve to be near this emperor

Knife.

But what Qin Yichen didn't expect was that when Feng Nianwu touched it with the idea of trying something, he found that his palm was blended into it, and the knives on the emperor sword spread out like water waves.

Just like the candle nine yin before, it seems to have opened an entrance for them!

"This"

"Brother Nianwu, how did you do it?"

The second ancestor of Emperor Que was stunned, and Feng Nianwu was not full of surprises, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How can I do it? In terms of strength, I can't distinguish between them. It seems that this sword is the same as me. Family has destiny."

Feng Nianwu didn't feel that he was any higher than the second ancestor of Emperor Que, not to mention that Yichen's innate body was full of awe, so he could only conclude that this sword seemed to have a relationship with the human race.

Cang Haomiao said in shock: "Is it possible that it is the imperial soldier of Ling Clan who is left here?"

Feng Nianwu frowned. Although the True Dragons and Humans, including the other Nine Protoss, have a lot of power with swords, but in his impression, it seems that there is no such Emperor sword, and it is impossible to abandon it...

Qin Yichen also flickered. In the dragon soul world, he also saw the ancestors who used the sword to enter the emperor, but it was not this sword.

But the scene before him seemed to show that Feng Nianwu's guess was correct.

Perhaps, it is also possible that one of the ancestors fell here, and the soul was not included in the Dragon Soul Realm for some reason, just like Emperor Mingyang, Emperor Vast Sky.

Qin Yichen was a little speechless, this innate body seemed to make him completely separate from the human race, as if he could not recognize Long Wan'er.

But at this moment, they are now finally able to enter the secret realm inside this emperor sword!

Feng Nianwu's eyes are also surging, and Cang Haomiao is also concentrating beside him: "If it is really the lost emperor soldier of the Ling clan, then it is the candle nine Yin, don't want to easily get involved!" The words are full of toughness, as if, As the former emperor and protoss, even if they are in decline, they should have their own bottom line.