"Who?! Who is he?! Show me what you can!"
Lan Ya was also startled by the sudden appearance of the giant sword. Thinking of the scalp that was almost cut off just now, his heart was filled with anger.
The monks around looked at the giant sword that was still shaking slightly on the stage and started talking about it.
"Then...whose sword is it?!"
"Who took action?!"
"The giant sword is wrapped with soul power?"
The monks from Qingxuan Continent sitting at the top looked at each other in disbelief, and finally looked in the direction of the soul world.
All the soul cultivators looked at each other, as if asking who they were.
But no one recognized the blood-red giant sword on the high platform.
Suddenly, the soul cultivator suddenly stood up.
Because after the rich soul power dispersed, the aura of the giant sword finally came out.
"Yes! It's a sacred weapon!"
The Liguang Sword, which had been refined by Lu Qingye, was once again more powerful.
The blood-red lines inside become more lifelike.
The original blood threads slowly gathered into a faintly visible bloody inscription.
"Soul Realm Sacred Artifact!"
All the soul cultivators stood up in shock.
"This is actually a sacred weapon! But I have never heard of such a sacred weapon in the soul world!"
"Yes! Apart from the sacred weapon enshrined in the four royal cities, when did our Qingxuan Soul Realm have such a sacred weapon again?!"
"No! You have forgotten that a while ago, a sacred weapon was discovered in Shencheng, although it was incomplete..."
"The holy weapon in front of me may be that one! It's just that it was probably repaired successfully through sacrifice!"
Facing everyone's comments, the upper domain monks couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
Suddenly, a crack came from above the giant sword.
The monks looked sharply.
The crack in the space was suddenly torn open, and a figure stepped out of the space. Her clothes were blown by the strong wind in the space, and her dark-silver hair danced wildly with the wind.
After the man finally stepped out of the space, everyone saw Lu Qingye's appearance clearly.
The light fell on Lu Qingye's body, making her stunning appearance even more divine.
All the cultivators could not help but be amazed by his appearance.
Suddenly a voice broke the silence.
"She...Lu...Lu Qingye!"
Le Feng and all the monks from Shangyao Sect stood up from their seats.
The disciples of Shangyao Sect were immediately excited.
"It's Uncle Lu! It's Uncle Lu!"
The Qingxuan monks under the arena also came to their senses one after another.
"It's really Lu Qingye! She didn't die!"
"Her cultivation! She actually broke through the Nascent Soul!"
"How long has it been..."
The surrounding upper realm monks were a little confused as they listened to the discussion of the Qingxuan Taoist monks.
Taoist genius? But why is he a soul cultivator?
Amid everyone's exclamations, Lu Qingye's eyes were fixed on Lan Ya who was holding a broadsword against Gu Changheng's chest on the stage.
"court death!"
Lu Qingye clasped his hands together, and soul power surged around him.
"Eye of Reincarnation!"
"Zi la!"
The energy around Lan Ya instantly went riot, and the laws of reincarnation converged and formed. Huge gray eyes appeared from behind him, with some kind of terrifying suction coming from them.
The cultivators seemed to hear a sound like a roar from inside.
Gray vortexes appeared from the pupils covered with mysterious inscriptions.
Lan Ya felt that she was locked by a creepy force, and felt the crisis coming from behind. Lan Ya didn't care about the man under the knife and immediately turned around.
But at this moment, his body seemed to be stuck in mud, and it was difficult to break free.
Seeing the vortex of reincarnation approaching, Lan Ya immediately mobilized all the strength in her body to break free and violently destroy.
"Bang!"
