In the past ten days, Chen Yu can be said to have had enough of the suffering of this Spirit Snatching Sword Array, and now that he is out of trouble, he even forgot to check the situation outside first and destroy the Sword Array first. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd

After destroying the sword formation, Chen Yu realized that it was not wise to make such a big move.

As one of the three important places of the Sword Spirit Academy, the Sword Spirit Tower, just like the Ten Thousand Souls Hall of the Imperial Spirit Sect, is definitely guarded by masters.

Even if there is an accident in the current Sword Sect, and there is an extremely strong martial artist breaking through the mountain, the master of the Sword Spirit Pool will not move lightly.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu's heart tightened, and he immediately went to the door of this quiet room and looked out.

Fortunately, no one from outside came.

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, restrained his breath, and walked out.

There was no one at the staircase, Chen Yu stepped down and came to the second floor, Chen Yu listened carefully first, and did not feel that someone was there, so he looked around and saw that the second floor was empty.

The space on the second floor is very open, and there are also forbidden formations on the walls, but they are all closed.

"Is there really no one?" Chen Yu was surprised, he remembered that when he was carried by Bai Ying through the second floor, there were still many people here.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Yu was relieved again: "The second layer does not store the sword spirit, it seems that it is the place where the disciples of the Sword Sect practice how to control the sword spirit, the mountain breaker has alarmed all the disciples of the Sword Sect, but those disciples of the Sword Sect here are watching the excitement!"

Chen Yu sped up and went to the first floor.

At the entrance of the downstairs building, Chen Yu listened a little and heard a noisy discussion.

Cautiously probing to take a look, Chen Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I saw that outside the open gate of the Sword Spirit Tower, many figures were flickering, including Xu Yuan, Mu Su, Ximen Guanshui and others, who were familiar to Chen Yu.

And the two Xuanyun Realm powerhouses who guarded the gate when they came in were also inside the door.

Thankfully, these Sword Spirit elders and disciples at the door were discussing things about the mountain trespassers, and no one paid attention to the tower. Therefore, although there are many strong people, no one has noticed Chen Yu who is looking at him in the tower.

Retracting his body, Chen Yu quietly returned to the second layer, his expression uncertain.

It is not surprising that there are masters guarding the gate of the Sword Spirit Tower, including Xu Yuan Musu and other disciples of the Evil Academy, who are guarding there.

It's just that with Chen Yu's current strength, it is absolutely impossible to kill the Sword Spirit Tower.

"I can only wait for the opportunity!" Chen Yu's eyes flashed, but he was inevitably worried. He knew that unless the mountain trespasser killed the Sword Spirit Tower, the two guards of the Sword Spirit Tower would not leave easily. And if he wants to leave the Sword Spirit Tower, the guards guarding the tower gate are what he must face.

The current Chen Yu is undoubtedly in a dilemma, but he is helpless.

After a while, Chen Yu gritted his teeth and turned around and walked towards the third floor.

Since you can't get out, you might as well go up and have a look first, even if you can be sure that there must be a master of the Sword Spirit Academy above, Chen Yu must also go to see if he can make some noise.

It would be better to lure the two masters guarding the door upstairs and then take the opportunity to escape, than to wait.

Back on the third floor of the Sword Spirit Tower, there was still no one there.

Chen Yu paused, took out his clothes from the storage bag and changed them, and brushed his makeup again, before turning his heart sideways towards the fourth layer.

Stepping on the steps to the fourth floor, Chen Yu's heartstrings tightened to the extreme, and his mind quickly turned, thinking about his countermeasures when facing the masters sitting above.

Soon, the corridor had already ended, and Chen Yu looked at the exit of the fourth floor, but saw an invisible prohibition covering the exit.

Chen Yu stared at the prohibition, and immediately knew that this was a isolation prohibition similar to the portal on the other side of the Sword Spirit Pool, and then he understood why he made such a noise on the third layer, and no one went down to the fourth layer.

Chen Yu let out a long breath, closed his eyes and opened them again, keeping himself calm, and then took a step out and walked into the prohibition.

Passing through the forbidden layer that isolated the inside and outside, his eyes lit up, Chen Yu looked at it, and saw that the fourth and second layers of the Sword Spirit Pagoda were the same empty space.

The four walls of the space are the iron walls of this iron tower, but unlike the second floor, the walls here are not only forbidden formations, but also full of various sword scabbards.

In those scabbards, there was a faint flash of spiritual light, hiding the breath of sword spirits.

In the middle of the space, there are seven or eight jade futons, one of which is farther away from the others and closer to the entrance. An old man with a pale face and a withered face was sitting cross-legged on it, with his eyes closed, describing the withered tree.

Chen Yu walked over.

As Chen Yu approached, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of light flashing in his eyes, looking at Chen Yu.

Seeing this by the old man, Chen Yu's heart couldn't help but throb.

Xuan Xuan Realm, and it is undoubtedly the later stage of Xuan Xuan Realm!

"The disciple has seen the seniors!" Chen Yu bowed.

"Identity token!" the old man said without any mood swings.

"Disciple no!" Hearing the old man's words, Chen Yu felt a little happy in his heart...... This old man really didn't know himself, and he didn't know what was happening on the third layer!

Of course, Chen Yu also expected this. Generally speaking, among sects like the Langya Sword Sect, most of the people guarding such important places as the Sword Spirit Pagoda are old guys who are about to reach the end of their lives, and there is no possibility of going further. Most of these caretakers don't care about or participate in the affairs of the sect, they just keep guarding the Sword Spirit Pagoda and are indifferent to other things.

However, Chen Yu's answer obviously could not satisfy the old man, the old man's expression was sharp, his eyes flashed, and a cold momentum rose, like a sea of tides, "Who are you?

"Disciple Chen Yu!" Oppressed by the momentum, Chen Yu's heart was awe-inspiring, and he hurriedly said: "The disciple is originally a disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and he is fortunate to be valued by the sect master, and he intends to accept the disciple as a disciple. The sect master asked the Bai Courtyard Master to bring his disciples to the Sword Spirit Pagoda to choose a sword spirit!"

"Disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect?" Chen Yu's words contained a bit of information, and the old man showed a suspicious look, but his momentum still retracted, and said, "Since the Yuan Zun brought you here, where is the Yuan Zun?"

"Just now, someone broke into the mountain, and the courtyard asked the disciple to come up first to pick up the sword spirit, and she went out of the tower to resist the mountain intruder!" Chen Yu said with an increasingly respectful attitude.

Of course, the old man also heard the warning and emergency bell, and was noncommittal about Chen Yu's identity and origin, and said: "Since this is the case, then you go down and wait for the master of the courtyard to come back before leading you up!"

After speaking, the old man lowered his eyes expressionlessly.

Chen Yu said respectfully: "To kill the mountain breaker, the academy will come by himself, can the seniors be accommodating and let the disciples choose the sword spirit first?"

"Go down!" the old man's voice was indifferent, and there was no emotional fluctuation.

Chen Yu smiled bitterly, bowed, and turned to leave.

Walking to the exit, Chen Yu glanced back and saw that the old man was already in the same place.

Shaking his head, Chen Yu returned to the corridor, and then he did not continue to go up, but returned to the third floor.

"It seems that the identity token is the key!" In front of the destroyed Soul Snatching Sword Array, Chen Yu patted the storage bag, and an identity token fell into his hand.

This identity token is cast from fine iron mixed with spirit crystals, full of cloud patterns, engraved with a giant sword on one side, revealing the sword intent, and on the side of the giant sword, there are two ancient and complicated seal characters of 'Langya'. On the other hand, there is a name: Meng Yang.

This is the identity token of a disciple of the Sword Sect, a token that Chen Yu put away when he collected the bones of the disciples of the three sects in the depths of the mine cave of the ancient battlefield, when he made a fortune from the dead, including many identity tokens of the disciples of the three sects, most of which were discarded by him, but he still left a few, ready to be used in case.

It's just that the identity token looks simple, and it actually contains the breath of the token owner, which must be consistent.

"I'm afraid time is running out, I have to give it a try!" Holding the token in his hand, Chen Yu intently sensed the breath in the identity token, only to feel that although the breath was very weak, it was fixed by the spirit crystal in the token and mixed into one.

Chen Yu pointed to the aura in his palm, wrapped the token, Chen Yu urged the aura to infiltrate the token, and tried to replace the breath in the token with his own breath, but felt that the breath of the original owner of the token had been combined with the spirit crystal inside the token and had been fixed. Although Chen Yu couldn't help urging the aura, he couldn't expel the aura of the original owner.

"Psychic vine!" Seeing that his aura was ineffective, Chen Yu immediately summoned the psychic vine.

The psychic vine's body shrunk to the extreme, circling around the token, and its unique spirit attributes continued to spread.

However, it is still not possible to evict them.

This is actually a matter of course, after all, the identity token is the credential of the identity of the sect's disciples, and it is not so easy to forge.

Putting away the psychic vine, Chen Yu was still unwilling, and urged the flamingos again.

The flamingo's flames wrapped around the token, and the token was scorched and began to soften, but the breath left in it by the original owner was still not incinerated.

The spirit crystals mixed in the token have been completely combined with the breath of the original owner, although the flame can burn the breath, but the token will also be melted, and the melted token wants to restore its original state, but with Chen Yu's current strength, it can't do it.

took back the flamingo, but Chen Yu was very unwilling, he always felt that he had neglected something.

"How did I forget the Blood Alchemy?" After contemplating for a full minute, Chen Yu slapped his head suddenly.

The Blood Flame Tyrant Technique contains a lot of supernatural powers, and the Blood Alchemy Technique is one of the most basic ones, Chen Yu used it not long after he obtained this technique, but now he forgot it!

The magical powers of the Blood Flame Tyrant's refining technique are extremely evil and weird, and they should not be shown lightly, so Chen Yu has not used them for too long, but he has ignored them.

Thinking of the blood alchemy, Chen Yu did not hesitate any longer, sat cross-legged, and urged the blood flame.

Blood flames appeared on Chen Yu's fingertips and landed on this identity token, quickly forming a blood cocoon to wrap it inside.

Chen Yu pinched the seal with both hands, his expression was focused, sensing and urging the blood flame.

As the hand duel changes, the blood flame gradually disappears into the token.

In Chen Yu's perception, the blood flame emitted a strange and strange power and aura, this power was different from the flamingo's flame, it was not blazing, but it seemed cold.

The exterior of the token did not seem to have changed, but the inside was repeatedly washed and refined by the power of the blood flame.

"It's done!" After a while, Chen Yu's hand changed, and the blood flame floated back to his body, and he showed joy.