Moreover, the understanding of the meaning of the sword, the coherence between the sword Qi and the body, and the exertion of one's own strength will be greatly improved. Not to mention, only those who have the heart of the sword can refine their own flying sword after the heart of the sword is completely stable. It can be said that only a person who condenses the heart of the sword can be qualified to call it sword cultivation in the true sense. In the land of Xiuxian, it is generally only when the realm reaches the fifth level that the heart of the sword begins to condense. For example, Emperor mingjue's sword heart was condensed in the fourth level of the realm in those years, and there were few in the whole land of cultivating immortals. But what about Miss Jun? She's the third level in the field! And it was in the place of Xiuzhen continent where the energy was complex that the heart of the sword was condensed! If it wasn't for the words that emperor mingjue said, he would spray a sentence directly in the cold night: "nonsense, the heart of your sword condensed in your dream!" The fastest reaction is phantom. She has always been frosty face, showing a smile of excited expectations: "great, worthy of Miss Jun."“ Sir, does that mean that Miss Jun can come to Xiuxian land faster and become the hostess of the polar region faster? " Emperor Ming Jue's face was cold, but the bottom of his eyes was shining. He remembered what Mu Yan said to him: he wanted to be a wife worthy of him and equal to him, not a canary in the cage. Because of such a commitment, so, his face on the moment non-stop efforts. Never had this moment, the Emperor Ming Jue such as the heart of the general believe, Muyan is also in love with him. Because love him, so desperate to become strong. Because I love him, I try to get close to him and make them a real family“ My lord... "The cold night originally wanted to ask whether Emperor Ming Jue was sure that Mu Yan really condensed the heart of the sword. I looked up, but I was shocked. I saw a gentle smile on the face of Emperor Ming Jue. At that moment, has always been cold and aloof, high on the king, actually happy like a child. Junmeiyan, who was originally very prosperous, was as beautiful as the morning glow for a moment, which made people intoxicated. However, he was only willing to submit and look up to him as a lifelong belief. After a cold night, he suddenly fell down on his knees and bowed to his body and said, "my Lord, only miss Jun is worthy of you in this world. She will be the hostess of the polar region. No, the hostess of the polar region can only be Miss Jun! " The Emperor Ming Jue converged the facial expression, dropped the head to see him one eye, light way: "three months purgatory pool, temporarily free." Cold night this words, this is to comply with the heart, feeling. I didn't expect that I had to avoid the purgatory pool for three months. I was overjoyed. Sure enough, there is no other principle before you. As long as you praise Miss Jun, you are right. hey! On a cold night, he bent down and was about to thank him. Suddenly, the border not far away fluctuated violently. Then, the dense ghost, while roaring, while frantically pouring in. The cold night's face changed: "how can it be like this? Isn't the border going to be stable? " The shadow spirit drinks: "Xuanbu, listen to the order! Kill --! "“ Kill --! " Emperor Ming Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand was raised. In his palm, there was a weapon like a sword, not a sword, not a knife. The weapon can't tell the color or the shape. However, as soon as he appeared, he felt fear instinctively and wanted to step back. As soon as he lifted his hand, he couldn't see how to move.