Hundreds of sword spirits broke through the water like a gathering of fish.

The exclamations were endless, and everyone present was shocked by this sudden situation.

If it was said that the appearance of powerful sword souls that were only limited to hearing about one after another made the disciples of the Sword Sect shocked and opened their eyes. The scene that happened now subverted the cognition of many Sword Sect disciples.

"In the Sword Spirit Pool, there are so many Sword Spirits!"

"What kind of situation is this, how can there be so many sword spirits manifested together?"

"The sword spirits of the predecessors of my Sword Sect are about to be reborn, is my Sword Sect about to usher in a great prosperous era?"

“……”

Swish......

At the same time, the light and shadow of the portal were wrong, and a figure strode in, this person was long, his face was elegant, and the whole person was deep and condensed, like an abyss like the sea, as soon as he entered here, he was as dazzling as the bright moon in the black ye, even in the situation where hundreds of sword spirits were competing to manifest, it still made everyone present feel something, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

"Sect Master!"

"The sect master is actually here in person!"

For a while, I don't know how many Sword Sect disciples and elders exclaimed.

Chen Yu was also attracted to some attention, and involuntarily turned his head to take a look, only to see that it was Zuo Xingzhou.

Chen Yu never thought that the change on the side of the Sword Spirit Pool would even alarm the left boat.

After Zuo Xingzhou came in, he looked at the sword spirit pool, his brows furrowed slightly, and Qing Xu couldn't tell whether he was worried or happy.

After the left boat, another figure appeared, it was a woman in a Taoist robe, a high-crowned belt, about forty years old, skin like snow, slender figure, and the breath was also deep, not inferior to the left boat.

Then there were Tu Jin and Rong Qingzhi.

Immediately behind Tu Jin and Rong Qing was a fat man with a full face and a sturdy old man who was over the age of old.

These people, whose bearing is slightly inferior to Zuo Xingzhou, but they are also unfathomably powerful, and their eyes seem to have electric light, and they can see through all the essence.

After these people, there were powerhouses from the Xuan Realm who came in one after another.

"The master of the Bai Academy, the master of the Bai Yuan of the Sword Spirit Academy is here!"

"The master of the Tu courtyard is here, and the master of the Tu Jin courtyard is also here!"

"Master Cheng!"

"Ah, most of my Sword Sect masters are here!"

“……”

Hundreds of sword spirits were still gathering and dancing in the sword spirit pool.

A group of Sword Sect disciples hurriedly wanted to go over to salute, Zuo Xingzhou waved his hand to signal that everyone didn't have to go over, and then he suddenly reached out and grabbed towards the sword spirit pool, and between his open five fingers, an invisible force appeared, mixed with the aura of purple se, forming a big hand, grabbing towards the sword spirit pool.

The simple big mudra, in the left boat is already a powerful and unwieldy supernatural power, the aura of the purple se condensed into the palm, like the hand of a real giant, on the surface of the palm there are countless spiritual patterns Liu turn, like scale armor, indestructible, not to mention, but also contains a powerful and deep immortal divine will.

The giant palm tore through the void and quickly fell, grabbing more than a dozen flying sword spirits in unison.

Only two of the more than a dozen mutilated sword spirits left in the sword spirit pool by the predecessors flew out before the big hand closed, and the rest were caught in the hand by this giant hand and directly recovered.

Seeing that Zuo Xingzhou captured the sword spirit with one move, many Sword Sect disciples showed a shock, and immediately cheered. It has been more than half an hour since the abnormal change in the Sword Spirit Pool, and no one has been able to intimidate the mutilated sword soul left by the predecessors, and Zuo Xingzhou's attack has worked immediately, which is undoubtedly greatly inspiring.

The giant hand dragged back, Zuo Xingzhou's eyes were slightly closed, and the subtle and mysterious divine thoughts were released, perceiving the more than a dozen sword souls held in the palm of his hand, and he was suddenly surprised.

Then, Zuo Xingzhou turned his head abruptly and looked at the middle-aged woman behind him, his giant hand was slightly loose, and a broken sword spirit flew out.

The woman reached out and grabbed the sword spirit in her hand, her eyes flashing, and she was also surprised.

Zuo Xingzhou and the woman discussed in a low voice.

Tu Jin, Rong Qingzhi and the others each made their own moves, and when hundreds or thousands of sword spirits were flying up and down the sword spirit pool, they all easily captured a different number of sword spirits...... Everyone could see that the hundreds of thousands of sword spirits dancing together at this moment were not as good as the previous sword spirits such as 'Lei Xiao' and 'Burning Clouds'.

"No one is allowed to take any more sword spirits from the pool!" Suddenly, Zuo Xingzhou dispersed the big hand magic power, and the sword spirits captured before flew out one after another, continuing to fly on the sword spirit pool, while the middle-aged woman spoke, her voice was clear, but it contained supreme coercion.

"Obey the orders of the courtyard master!" A voice sounded not far from Chen Yu's side, it was the old man who was called Uncle Zhan by Ximen Guanshui, he saluted the woman from afar, and after answering, he strode over there.

Ximen Guanshui and other disciples of the Sword Spirit Academy also saluted one after another.

Only then did Chen Yu understand that the middle-aged woman was actually the master of the Sword Spirit Academy, and in terms of identity and status, she was afraid that she was slightly higher than Tu Jin.

The vision in the Sword Spirit Pool was still there, and Tu Jin of Zuo Xingzhou obviously didn't know what was going on in the Sword Spirit Pool, and he was still discussing it with the woman.

Sword spirits gathered like schools of fish.

"My Sword Spirit!" The disciple of the Sword Sect, who was depressed and depressed, and his face was in pain, suddenly showed excitement, pointed to one of the hundreds of thousands of sword spirits, and let out a surprise voice, "My sword spirit is still there!"

"My sword spirit is also there, I can't sense it for a long time, it's not devoured!" another disciple shouted in surprise.

"Mine is there, but I can't take it back!"

“……”

The ones who spoke out were the few Sword Sect disciples who were most engulfed by the Sword Spirit Pool when they were capturing the Swimming Fish Sword Soul.

Chen Yu stared at it and recognized a sword spirit like a long snake, if I remember correctly, it was a sword spirit that belonged to Feng Yun.

"What's going on?" Ximen Guanshui was surprised: "The sword spirit after being swallowed by the sword spirit pool is actually intact?"

"Senior Brother Ximen, have you noticed that so many of the remnants of the ancestors' sword spirits are flying, but they are in an orderly manner, and they don't collide with each other!" someone said suddenly.

Ximen Guanshui realized this at this time, and his god was shocked, and said: "In the past, when the sword spirit pool moved, although the sword spirits in the pool did not fight each other, they would not be completely safe and sound like at this moment!"

"What caused such a change in the Sword Spirit Pool today?" Ximen Guanshui muttered, puzzled.

Over there, Tu Jin Rongqingzhi and the other high-level members of the Sword Sect dispersed, walking along the edge of the pool towards the edge of the Sword Spirit Pool, and each of them stared at the Sword Spirit Pool tightly, as if they wanted to see the changes in the Sword Spirit Pool clearly and thoroughly.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yu's heart couldn't help but feel a little cold.

Although Chen Yu felt that it was unbelievable, he felt that all the changes in the sword spirit pool were caused by the broken sword of Heise...... If Zuo Xingzhou and other high-level Sword Sect leaders saw this clearly, Chen Yu didn't know what the consequences would be.

Under this thought, Chen Yu's heart shook suddenly.

In Chen Yu's perception, Chen Yu felt that the black sword was quietly moving, like a lurking ancient giant crocodile, heading towards a certain chu at the bottom of the pool.

Compared with the chaos of the sword spirit that rolled on the surface of the sword spirit pool, Chen Yu clearly felt that the bottom of the pool was relatively quiet through the perception of the black sword broken sword.

The Black Broken Sword was hidden under the many sword spirits boiling on the surface of the sword spirit pool, and headed towards a small area at the bottom of the pool with a deep and dark meaning.

The next moment, Chen Yu only felt that the black sword broke and something dark and deep aura touched together.

"Could it be that you are fusing the sword spirits left by your predecessors?" The perception from the Black Se Broken Sword was too vague for Chen Yu to be sure what was going on, and he stared at it, and he couldn't see the existence of the Black Se Broken Sword because of the thousands of sword spirits tumbling in the pool water. It's just that in the special environment of the Sword Spirit Pool, Chen Yu can still guess what is happening.

Seeing the qing situation at the bottom of the pool, Chen Yu could only concentrate on it.

In his perception, after the black sword and the breath touched, they were first cautiously probing, and then intertwined and fused with each other. Then, Chen Yu felt that the aura of the Black Broken Sword had become stronger, but the aura had also become a little different.

After just more than ten breaths, that aura became stronger and stronger, and then, in the bottom of Chen Yu's heart, a slender long sword suddenly appeared piercing the sword spirit pool, swimming in the void like a black shadow.

"Shadow!" Chen Yu remembered that this sword spirit was the shadow sword spirit among the strongest sword spirits that had manifested before.

Without waiting for Chen Yu to think about it, the black sword broke again in Chen Yu's perception.

On the water, thousands of sword spirits were still rolling, and Tu Jin and the others on the left side of the pool were still staring at the sword spirit pool, trying to see the clues and find the reason for the change in the sword spirit pool. None of them expected that there was already a black sword at the bottom of the pool that was beginning to merge with the legacy left by their predecessors.

Soon, Chen Yu felt that the black sword broke and touched the second sword spirit breath, and the sword spirit breath was uncertain, and Liu turned impermanent.

"Divine Wings!" According to this aura, Chen Yu quickly recognized what the second sword spirit that the black sword broke sword came into contact with.

The Divine Wing Sword Spirit is the sword spirit fused by Yi Qingfeng, the master of the Sword Sect who entered the God Realm three thousand five hundred years ago, the ninth order, with this sword spirit, Yi Qingfeng's strength is the best in the Langya Sword Sect, and he has surpassed the masters of more than ten sects, leaving a thick mark in the history of the Sword Sect.

The unpredictable aura quickly merged with the aura of the black selder broken sword, and Chen Yu felt that the aura of the black selder broke the sword became even stronger.

Chen Yu was both surprised and a little nervous.

Chen Yu was not only a little worried that the Black Se Broken Sword would be exposed for stealing the legacy of the predecessors of the Langya Sword Sect, but also worried that the Black Se Broken Sword would have any changes and would no longer be under his control.

You must know that even Zuo Xingzhou, the sect master of the Sword Sect, has already come to the Sword Spirit Pool in person, plus several courtyard masters of the Sword Sect and dozens of elders, the Black Broken Sword quietly fused with shadows under their noses, and the sword spirits of these predecessors of the Divine Wings ...... Once discovered, it is difficult for Chen Yu to imagine how it will end!

In Chen Yu's nervous heart, the black sword had fused with the Divine Wing Sword Spirit, continued to move, and came into contact with a sword spirit breath.

This sword spirit aura is majestic and awe-inspiring.

Chen Yu gouled out the appearance of a sword spirit in his mind, it was 'King's Landing'!

After the Black SE Broken Sword and the 'King's Landing' touched, they also tested each other and began to fuse, but it only took a second or two for the beginning to fuse, and the aura of the King's Landing Sword skyrocketed, and it clashed with the Black SE Broken Sword.

In an instant, a mutation protruded, and two powerful sword intents were intertwined, tearing the pool water and rushing straight up.

In the splash of water, the sword spirits that were swimming above the pool were torn apart and dang away, and two sword intents rushed into the void.

This change immediately attracted the attention of all the strong people present.