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The two of them walked along, and gradually, they could see a broken sword, either stuck in the ground, buried in the dirt, or broken into sharp pieces.

There are more and more swords on the black field, densely arranged, even the spiritual power of the demi-saint is difficult to count the number of swords, it is simply a sea of swords.

Some swords are only the size of an embroidery needle, but they are extremely delicate, exuding a faint brilliance.

Some swords are more than ten meters long, wider than the door panel, like swords used by giants.

......

Moreover, it's just the ground, and no one knows how many swords are buried underground?

Just as Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu stepped into this area, the swords on the ground felt the breath of the Sword Saint, and they all trembled, making a whooshing sound.

The tips of all the swords were all pointed at Ling Feiyu, shaking slightly, as if they were worshipping her.

The sword saint appeared, and all swords had to salute.

Above his head, between the layers of clouds, an old voice came: "The cemetery of the monstrous sword, I don't know what is the purpose of the sword-wielder who buried the heavenly sword?"

Ling Feiyu took out the monstrous sword, squeezed it in his hand, and said, "This saint didn't come here to disturb the Yin Spirits of your predecessors. Instead, there is a scum in the monstrous sword line, perhaps in collusion with the undead blood clan to rescue the Hades. Hearing the word "scum", Zhang Ruochen was slightly displeased.

"Boom. ”

In the distance, there was a strong aura that poured out, turning into sixteen humanoid shadows.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen immediately felt that there were sixteen powerful forces that fell on him, suppressing him and sinking him to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen used his holy qi with all his strength to resist the sixteen forces on his body, and at the same time, he looked at the sixteen figures in the distance, and was quite puzzled in his heart: "What's the matter? Could it be that the ancestors of the monstrous sword lineage are not dead?"

One of the tall figures said in a deep voice: "How can the sword-wielder selected by Xuanji be so unbearable that he actually colludes with the undead blood clan. ”

"The old man has confidence in Xuanji, and our sword bearers in the monstrous sword line will not be able to distinguish between right and wrong. 【△網.】"

Another short and thin figure stared at Ling Feiyu and asked, "Girl, is there any evidence that you claim that the new sword-bearer of the monstrous sword is colluding with the undead blood clan?"

Someone dared to call Ling Feiyu a "girl", once it spread, I am afraid that it will shock the jaws of countless people.

Ling Feiyu said: "There is no evidence. ”

Sixteen figures suddenly exploded.

"Since there is no evidence, how can you say that the sword-wielder of the Heinous Sword is colluding with the Undead Blood Clan?"

"Little girl, you are too bold, if the old man is still alive, this slander of yours is enough to sentence you to death. ”

"I said that you should believe Xuanji's vision. ”?......

Zhang Ruochen stared at the shadows in the distance, and when he heard the sound of them reprimanding Ling Feiyu, he felt his scalp tingle, could it be ...... Is it really a bunch of ghosts?

Ling Feiyu frowned slightly, but he didn't show an angry expression, and said, "It is precisely because there is no evidence that this saint brought him here. I hope that all the seniors can communicate with the monstrous sword and ask the sword spirit, is Zhang Ruochen colluding with the undead blood clan?"

The sword spirit of the monstrous sword has extremely high intelligence. As long as Zhang Ruochen wears the monstrous sword on his body, the sword spirit will definitely know what Zhang Ruochen has done before.

Through the sword spirit, a lot of information can be discovered.

The short, thin figure reached forward and grabbed the monstrous sword.

About half an hour later, the short and thin figure, with a sound of laughter, spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and said, "Girl, you dare to doubt the character of the sword-bearer of the monstrous sword lineage, it is really humiliating. ”

"The old man has already communicated with the sword spirit of the monstrous sword just now, and the new sword bearer not only did not collude with the undead blood clan, but on the contrary, he has already killed several demi-saints of the undead blood clan, including a descendant of the undead blood clan. ”

"Such an iron-clad kendo celestial, you actually said that he was in the same stream as the immortal blood clan, the old man really couldn't bear it. ”

The other figures also exuded anger.

A figure with a rickety figure said: "I can't bear it, I must apologize, this matter must not be just given up." ”

"War, we must fight. ”

"Insulting the sword-wielder of the monstrous sword lineage, the old man couldn't agree to it first. ”

......

Ling Feiyu naturally believed in the words of the ancestor of the monstrous sword lineage, after all, the sword holders of the six veins were all guarding the Hades Sword Shrine, and they had the same belief in their hearts, no one wanted the Hades to escape.

In this way, Zhang Ruochen's suspicion can almost be ruled out.

Then, the other sword-wielding person, Xiang Zhengfeng, is estimated to have a big problem.

After thinking about it for a period of time, Zhang Ruochen also roughly understood.

The sixteen ancestors of the monstrous sword lineage should have died.

It's just that the Holy Soul of the Sage, as long as it has a special carrier, can actually be kept for a long time, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years.

"Consciousness" alone is difficult to preserve.

Once the saint dies, the consciousness in the holy soul can only be preserved for a short period of time. Once consciousness disappears, the Holy Soul becomes a necromancy.

Even if it was a golden dragon, a Great Sage-level cultivator, after he died, the consciousness in the Holy Soul only lasted for eight hundred years.

The consciousness of the sixteen masters of the monstrous sword lineage can be preserved until now, which must be related to the special power of the sword mound.

"I really didn't expect that your ancestors have been dead for many years, and they are still so enthusiastic. When they were alive, they must have taken their own honor very seriously. ”

Zhang Ruochen coughed dryly twice, stared at the sixteen dark shadows in the clouds, bowed respectfully, and said, "Disciple Zhang Ruochen, meet the ancestors." ”

The figure with a cricket figure was a little impatient, and said, "You can do it later." Now, you have more important things that you have to do first. ”?“ What's the matter?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"What's the matter? You've been wronged and beaten, aren't you angry at all, you don't want to get your face back?"

That patriarch, obviously from the sword spirit of the monstrous sword, learned that Ling Feiyu had smashed Zhang Ruochen's whole body bones, so he was quite angry.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Ling Feiyu, his face was a little unnatural, and said, "With the disciple's current cultivation, if you want to regain face, I'm afraid ......?" There is nothing to be afraid of, the old man can help you and crush her. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure with a clumsy figure rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Holy Spirit possession. ”

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen slowly flew up, only to feel that his entire body was completely wrapped in a huge holy qi, and his whole body was full of power, as if he could split the entire world with a single sword.

Looking from afar, I saw a huge humanoid holy shadow with a height of 100 feet, standing in the center of a sea of swords, exuding an aura of majestic majesty.

Zhang Ruochen was suspended in the center of the Holy Shadow's eyebrows, using the monstrous sword as the medium, and his physical body was completely integrated with the Holy Soul of that ancestor.

At this moment, the old man's voice came into Zhang Ruochen's ears, and said, "Great! Your kid has actually cultivated into the Five Elements Chaos Body, as well as the Divine Mark Protector Body, since this is the case, you can borrow as much power as you want." ”

"How so?"

Zhang Ruochen was extremely surprised, he never expected that the holy soul of an ancestor could be attached to his body.

The patriarch said: "In the Sword Shrine, the six sword wielders, as long as they have the holy sword in their hands, they can borrow the holy souls of the ancestors of the past dynasties. ”

"The stronger your physique and cultivation are, the more Holy Soul you can borrow. ”

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Can I borrow the holy souls of sixteen ancestors at the same time?"

"Of course you can, but with your current cultivation, being able to withstand a Master's Holy Soul is already quite remarkable. ”

Zhang Ruochen secretly smacked his tongue, not to mention the sixteen Sword Saints possessed, even if it was only three Sword Saints possessed, I am afraid that they would be able to fight against the world's heroes.

The patriarch guessed what Zhang Ruochen was thinking, so he said: "You don't have to be so surprised, if it weren't for the six great sword-wielding people in the sword mound with such a strong special ability, I'm afraid the Hades King would have been rescued by the undead blood clan a long time ago." ”

"After the blood eight hundred years ago, if you want to rescue the Hades King, you will be repelled by six sword-wielding people, borrowing the power of the ancestors of the past generations, and joining forces. ”

"Of course, the Holy Soul of the Six-Vein Patriarch can only stay in the Sword Shrine, and once you leave here, the consciousness and the Holy Soul will dissipate. ”

Hearing the words of this patriarch, Zhang Ruochen's heart moved, and he secretly thought, "Could it be that the mission of the six sword-wielders is to suppress the Hades King?"

Calculate the time, when the first generation of the Mighty Sword appeared, it was when the Hades King was imprisoned.

"Let's fight, today, we must teach that little girl a lesson, otherwise, where is the face of the monstrous sword line?" the patriarch said in a deep voice.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze was staring at Ling Feiyu, and he also gave birth to a surging battle intent, and said, "Okay, then fight." Zhang Ruochen didn't have much hatred for Ling Feiyu, but she just felt that she was indeed too domineering sometimes.

Even so, Zhang Ruochen never thought of making enemies with her, let alone teaching her a lesson.

The reason why I want to fight is that I want to understand the sword.

After all, the state of the Sword Master's possession is the best state of the Sword Enlightenment, and it must be a great benefit to him.

It is absolutely impossible for other sword cultivators to have such treatment.

Being able to confront a sword saint, just thinking about it, also made Zhang Ruochen feel quite excited, and his blood was boiling.

Ling Feiyu's eyes froze slightly, and he said, "Are all of you sword holders of the monstrous sword lineage arrogant? A mere first-order half-saint, even if you get the strength of the sword saint level, how much can you exert yourself? Challenge me, do you have a chance of winning?"

Even if the Sword Master is possessed, it is only the power of the Sword Saint level, and how much power he can exert depends entirely on Zhang Ruochen's use of the power of the Sword Dao.

A first-order half-saint kendo realm, understanding of kendo, actual combat experience...... , in all aspects, compared with the Sword Master, there is also a difference of 108,000 miles.

Therefore, even if Zhang Ruochen gets the power of the Sword Saint level, he can exert a hundred percent of his combat power, which is already quite good.

Under such circumstances, Ling Feiyu naturally didn't have any fear, he just felt that the sword cultivation of the monstrous sword line was too ridiculous. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.