The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4233 The Will of the Mighty

There was a strange feeling guiding Qin Yun.

Qin Yun decided to trust that feeling and keep moving forward following it.

The Xuanhuang Qi in front of him was getting thicker and thicker. Qin Yun had to adapt himself again every few steps, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the vast energy of the Xuanhuang Qi.

I don’t know how long it had passed, but something strange appeared in the dark yellow air in front of me.

In the vast and overwhelming mysterious aura, a tower and a sword stood in it like a river across the sky, majestic and shocking, shaking the earth.

"What is this?" Qin Yun was quite curious and walked towards the tower and the sword. It seemed like a short distance, but it took Qin Yun quite a while to walk there.

He stood in front of the tower and the sword, and felt even more shocked by the tower and the sword.

Qin Yun was also a man who had seen many magical weapons. The Ding Qin Sword in his hand was made of materials from the Holy Realm, and its quality surpassed that of this world.

But at this moment, when Qin Yun looked at these two weapons, he felt a very powerful feeling, even surpassing his Ding Qin Sword.

At this time, countless voices floated out from the Xuanhuang Realm: Heaven and earth have Qi, which is called Xuanhuang, and is the most powerful energy in the world. The enemies of the Holy Realm are fierce, and we use the Xuanhuang Qi to contain two artifacts, one is the Ancient Xuanhuang Tower, and the other is the Ancient Xuanhuang Sword, which will be obtained by those who are destined in the future to help him defeat the enemies of the Holy Realm!

The sounds came from far and near, and seemed to ring in Qin Yun's ears, deafening him.

Qin Yun was shocked. Countless strong men used the collected Xuanhuang Qi to nourish the tower and the sword. After countless years of polishing, these two things have the quality of transcending the world and are called ancient artifacts.

Such an ancient artifact has been nurtured by the mysterious energy for countless years. Even in a big world like the Holy Realm, it can be considered a very good weapon.

Qin Yun looked at the two artifacts with shining eyes. If he could get these two ancient artifacts, he would be more confident in dealing with the enemies in the Holy Realm.

With this thought in mind, Qin Yun stretched out his hand and tried to touch the two ancient artifacts.

hum!

When Qin Yun's hand touched the Taikoo Xuanhuang Sword, the sword body suddenly vibrated, and endless Xuanhuang Qi rushed towards Qin Yun.

puff!

Qin Yun was instantly seriously injured by the Xuanhuang Qi.

It was already difficult for him to move in the Xuanhuang Qi before, and now that the Xuanhuang Qi was actively attacking him, it was even more difficult to bear.

Qin Yun gritted his teeth, he knew that if he let go at this moment, he would definitely miss out on the divine sword.

"Hold on!"

Qin Yun roared, circulated his spiritual power frantically, and even the power of luck surged out to help Qin Yun take down the magic sword.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Qin Yun finally adapted to the impact of the Xuanhuang Qi and actually began to actively attack.

The Xuanhuang Qi gradually retreated in the prolonged confrontation. Qin Yun took advantage of the victory and pursued it, just like going to war, and led his troops straight forward.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Qin Yun suddenly opened his eyes. He had already touched the core of the Taikoo Xuanhuang Sword.

"It's now!"

Qin Yun shouted angrily and impressed his mark into the Taikoo Xuanhuang Sword. This powerful ancient artifact finally recognized him as its master.

"Huh!" Qin Yun let out a long breath, and the Taikoo Xuanhuang Sword fell into his hands. The powerful aura suppressed Ding Qin Shenjian so much that he did not dare to act rashly.

"Meet the master."

A crisp voice appeared in Qin Yun's consciousness.

Qin Yun looked at the Taikoo Xuanhuang Sword in his hand, and a palm-sized spirit appeared from the sword. It was the sword spirit of the Taikoo Xuanhuang Sword.

After being nurtured by the Xuanhuang Qi for many years, the Ancient Xuanhuang Sword has already given birth to a sword spirit.

Qin Yun was very happy and named the sword spirit Po Xuan.

He looked at another ancient artifact, "Now that we have the Ancient Xuanhuang Sword, why don't we give the Ancient Xuanhuang Tower a try?"

Qin Yun stretched out his hand and touched the Taikoo Xuanhuang Pagoda. The same feeling appeared again, and countless Xuanhuang auras rushed towards him.

However, this attack was not as fierce as the first time he came into contact with the Taikoo Xuanhuang Sword. Qin Yun had already adapted to this intensity of impact and actually took the initiative to launch a strong attack, rushing towards the core of the Taikoo Xuanhuang Tower.

But the Taikoo Xuanhuang Tower is quite mysterious, and the space inside seems to be able to suppress everything, so Qin Yun's attack this time is particularly difficult.

It was unknown how long it took before Qin Yun slowly extricated himself from the suppression and launched another fierce attack.

Time passed slowly, and Qin Yun finally broke through the core of the Taikoo Xuanhuang Pagoda and imprinted his mark in the Taikoo Xuanhuang Pagoda.

hum!

The Ancient Xuanhuang Pagoda hummed and fell into Qin Yun's hands.

Qin Yun looked at the six-story Taikoo Xuanhuang Pagoda in his hand and smiled.

The ancient Xuanhuang Pagoda also gave birth to a pagoda spirit, which Qin Yun named Minghuang.

Now, the two ancient artifacts in the Xuanhuang Realm have fallen into Qin Yun's hands.

Qin Yun had a smile on his face. It seemed that these two ancient artifacts were the last resort left for him by Emperor Xuanyuan. He had already taken them and it was time for him to leave.

But at this moment, the mysterious yellow aura that originally surrounded the two ancient artifacts slowly dissipated, revealing something behind them.

Qin Yun's eyes narrowed, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

Behind the original locations of the two ancient artifacts, a mighty army was displayed there. It seemed to have the power to crush mountains and rivers. Even though it stood like stones, it gave people a terrifying feeling.

"What kind of army is this?"

Qin Yun's expression changed, and he walked in front of the mighty army.

Only then did he see clearly that these troops were not real troops, but a puppet army!

No! wrong!

Not a puppet army!

Qin Yun's eyes widened. Each of those soldiers had a tremendous momentum, and some of their faces were familiar to Qin Yun, as if he had seen them in some ancient books.

Suddenly, Qin Yun's expression was shocked. He saw the face of Emperor Xuanyuan among these puppets.

That was not Emperor Xuanyuan, or rather he was dead. That was the body of Emperor Xuanyuan.

Qin Yun was extremely shocked, and an idea popped up in his mind, "Could it be that these puppets are the bodies of former powerful people?"

In the Xuanhuang Realm, a voice from an ancient time seemed to ring out:

“Although I die today, you can put my body into the Xuanhuang Realm and refine it into a puppet. When the enemies of the Holy Realm attack again, let my remaining body fight for this world again!”

"Me too!"

"Do your duty!"

"Fight again!" "Until the enemies of the Holy Realm are completely driven away!"

……

Those heroic voices echoed in Qin Yun's ears, making Qin Yun silent.

After a long time, Qin Yun bowed deeply towards the mighty puppet army.

They are the salvation of this world. They have selflessly dedicated everything to this world and deserve admiration.

Qin Yun recalled the last secret words that Emperor Xuanyuan had given him, and he recited them as they echoed through the sky: "Please fight with me again!"