After Thousands Of Years Of Seclusion, I Was Broadcast Live On The Entire Internet

"How can it be!"

The Shadow Man screamed, "You can actually swallow black energy!?"

"Swallow?" Qi You stared into the darkness with cold eyes: "Is it difficult?"

After the words fell, the Shadow Man finally appeared.

In front of me, a grey-haired old man stretched out his hands tremblingly and kept grabbing around: "No! I have been refining this Qi for more than seven hundred years, and you must not take it away!!"

Fear spread unbridled in the heart of the gray-haired old man, and he tried to snatch the power that belonged to him from Qi You.

"roll."

Qi You's heart stopped, and the darkness was shattered with a snap of his fingers!

The strange black gas dissipated instantly, and the gray-haired old man looked at Qi You in disbelief.

"Qi You, you...!"

Before he finished speaking, the other party exploded and died!

The huge force was like a small nuclear explosion underground, but it was unable to harm Qi You at all.

"Let's go."

Qi You said as he returned to the ground with Qi Miao and Guo Jianchen.

Qi Miao stood aside and looked towards the pit with lingering fear.

"It's so scary."

Qi Miao took several deep breaths before regaining consciousness.

Guo Jianchen's eyes were distracted.

Although Qi You's true energy protects his body, he can clearly feel the terrifying power of the Ninth Shadow Realm.

"Even if I'm at my peak, I'm still no match for them. What kind of evil skills are these people practicing?"

Guo Jianchen muttered to himself.

"Ancestor, these shadows are so scary."

Qi Miao felt uneasy.

As his name suggests, this powerful person follows him everywhere, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

"What a pity." Qi You said in a deep voice: "The paths taken by the shadows are contrary to those of us cultivators."

As he spoke, his consciousness penetrated the ground: "They are inexhaustible, just like cockroaches, unless I take action to destroy Nancheng..."

"Master!" Guo Jianchen was frightened by these words: "Absolutely not. There are hundreds of millions of living beings in Nancheng, and those ordinary people are innocent."

Qi You didn't say anything.

Qi You is indifferent to other people's lives.

As long as his descendants are not harmed, he has no intention of caring about these underground rats.

"Jianchen, take good care of yourself."

Qi You put down these words and took Qi Miao back to the clouds.

After returning to the villa, Qi You came to his bedroom.

He took out a dark green ring from the drawer.

This is the Sea Ming Ring that he received when he reached the Mahayana stage. Inside is the magic weapon that he has collected for many years, and the world in the ring is endless.

Originally in the tribulation stage, he no longer needed to use these gadgets.

But for the sake of Qi Miao, he once again put the ring on the index finger of his left hand.

With a thought in his mind, three completely different magical weapons appeared out of thin air in the bedroom.

"Miaomiao, come in."

Qi Miao heard this and quickly walked into the bedroom: "What's wrong, ancestor, eh!?"

Her eyes suddenly bloomed with a strange light.

The first thing that catches the eye is a sword.

I could see faint blue runes surrounding the dark sword body, and a white bandage wrapped around the hilt.

"Wow! What a handsome sword!" Qi Miao exclaimed.

She turned and looked to the left side of the sword, "This is it?"

A crystal clear white recorder came into view, with the emerald jade at the mouth of the flute tied under a red rope. The sunlight outside the window shone into the room, and the body of the flute was faintly emitting a pale white mist.

"This flute is so magical."

Qi Miao looked at the rune sword and then at the white flute. Each had its own charm.

"and this..."

Qi You said, raising his left hand.

Under his palm, lying quietly was an ordinary silver needle.

Looking at the silver needle, Qi You was slightly distracted.

That was the magic weapon that his wife was good at using back then - the Ghostly Shadow Needle.

Although it was not the same one, it still caused some waves in his heart.

"From today on, I, Leng Qingying, will only kill your enemies in my life!"

His wife's voice lingered in his mind like it was yesterday.

Qi You didn't want to think too much about it. He withdrew his thoughts and pointed at these three types of magic weapons: "Choose one."

"ah?"

Qi Miao bit her lower lip lightly, feeling very confused.

After being silent for a while, she raised her head and looked at Qi You pitifully: "Ancestor, can I want them all?"

"No."

Qi You refused directly and said: "There are not many people who are good at cultivating immortals. You can only choose one kind of magic weapon at the same time."

Seeing that Qi Miao was still struggling, he raised the sword in the air: "This is the artifact used by the ancestor of the Sword Master in ancient times. It is made of meteorite iron that has been tempered for thousands of years. It is called the Black Meteor Sword! Once this sword is released, it can kill high-ranking enemies instantly. Any opponent in your realm."

Qi You touched the sword body and continued: "The Black Meteor Sword needs to be nourished with blood, otherwise its power will be greatly reduced."

"That..."

When Qi Miao looked at the Black Meteor Sword, she felt an inexplicable feeling of fear in her heart.

This sword is extremely vicious, and I am afraid that the blade has already been stained with the blood of many people.

"What about this?" Qi Miao asked, pointing to the white flute.

"Mo Family Netherworld Flute." After Qi You picked up the white flute, the white mist on the flute blended with the true energy on his fingertips.

"The Mohists of the Wu Dynasty were famous for their illusions. The sound of the flute is melodious and sweet. After hearing the sound, you will fall into the ghostly illusion of the flute holder and be unable to extricate yourself."

Qi Miao's eyes shone brightly, and she observed Bai Di carefully: "Is it so magical?"

"Practice illusion is more difficult than tempering the body and refining the energy." Qi You said solemnly: "Once you choose the Netherworld Flute, within a year, your state of mind must be detached from the world, otherwise it will come back to bite you."

Hearing the last sentence, Qi Miao was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, not daring to look at Bai Di again.

"The only thing left is this needle..."

Qi Miao was a little disappointed. After all, the needle looked too ordinary to be complimented.

"Ghost needle."

Qi You's face became a little gloomy, "It's the magic weapon used by your great-grandmother."

"Grandma!?"

Qi Miao's pupils moved slightly. She realized that she had just said the wrong thing and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, ancestor, I...I didn't know it..."

"It doesn't matter."

Qi You didn't want to worry too much about his descendants, so he gently placed the magic needle in his palm.

"There are only three ghost needles in the world. The second one is stored in the ice coffin with your great-grandmother. This one is used by her junior sister."

Qi You continued to tell: "The needle leaves no trace and kills people invisible. If it can be used well, it can achieve unexpected and miraculous effects against the enemy."

"And at the moment of life and death, with just a thought, the ghostly shadow needle can pierce the enemy's life gate in an instant!"

"Amazing..."

Qi Miao nervously touched her earlobe, facing the three artifacts, she didn't know what to choose for a moment.

"Ancestor, which one do you recommend me to choose?" Qi Miao didn't know what her qualifications were suitable for, so she had to beg Qi You to make up her mind.

"A magical weapon is like destiny. From the first time you see it, you will have the answer in your heart."

Qi You stared into the other person's eyes: "Unless you change your mind."

"this..."

Qi Miao nodded silently.

She made some kind of decision in her heart, and immediately stretched out her hand and picked up the ghost needle lying in Qi You's palm.

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