Rumble......

The old man's heavy sword spirit flew into the sky above the sword spirit pool, and the king's landing sword shadow suddenly felt something, as if the king should not be humiliated, the sword shadow shook, and suddenly soared, and the sword shadow slashed down towards the sword spirit that the old man flew to.

With a loud bang, two powerful sword intents erupted, one like a king in the world, and the other like a mountain.

But in an instant, the shadow of King's Landing suddenly shattered, turning into a little bit of spiritual light and falling into the pool.

It seemed that the old man's sword spirit had the upper hand, but the moment the two sword spirits collided, the sword intent of the mountain condensation dissipated. Immediately afterwards, the old man's sword spirit shadow rolled back and flew back, and Chen Yu clearly saw that the old man's body shook violently.

The sword spirit flew back and submerged into the old man's body, and the latter's face turned slightly pale.

"Uncle Zhan?" Ximen Guanshui and the others were shocked.

The people who came with the old man also showed shock.

There was no doubt that the old man wanted to collect the King's Landing Sword with his own sword spirit, but he couldn't succeed.

"What a strong remnant sword spirit!" the old man let out a long breath and said with emotion: "Even if I am buried in the sword spirit pool for three thousand years, it is still not my current sword spirit that can be subdued and fused!"

Although he knew that the old man said this with the intention of putting gold on his face, Ximen Guanshui could only nod.

"Go and inform the disciples in the Sword Spirit Academy to come!" The old man said again: "The ancient sword spirit remnant soul hidden in the sword spirit pool protrudes, if someone's sword spirit can fit one of them, it will be a huge gain!"

Among the Sword Sect disciples who followed the old man, some people immediately turned around and ran out.

Before the old man's words fell, in the boiling sword spirit pool, a thunderbolt burst out, like a real thunderbolt exploding, tearing the water surface.

"Thunder!" The old man stared at the thunder, revealing the sand of the thunder, and suddenly the light in his eyes flashed, revealing a shock, and his eyes became extremely intense.

"Is it really the Thunder Xiao Sword Spirit? This sword spirit still exists after being buried in the Sword Spirit Pool, and it has not been annihilated?"

Xu Yuan's eyes widened, and his face was unbelievable. He never thought that bringing Chen Yu to the Sword Spirit Pool this time would bring such a change to the Sword Spirit Pool...... At present, this kind of ancient and powerful sword spirit gradually manifests only a few times in the thousands of years after the sword spirit pool was built, and this time it was so coincidental that it happened just a few times.

Even Mu Suna's calm and cold face showed a hint of shock.

As an outsider, Chen Yu's shock was stronger than that of Xu Yuan Musu...... I didn't expect the heritage of the Langya Sword Sect to be so powerful and amazing, judging from these long-buried sword spirits in the Sword Spirit Pool, the strength of the Langya Sword Sect would never be much inferior to the Seyu Spirit Sect.

Moreover, like Xu Yuan, Chen Yu felt very strange in his heart...... Judging from the relaxed performance of Ximen Guanshui and the others when they first entered the Sword Spirit Pool, there would never be so many such strong ancient sword souls manifested in the ordinary Sword Spirit Pool. And he clearly remembered that the change in the sword spirit pool happened when the black sword broke the sword pierced into the deepest part of the pool, and he sensed those sword marks on the bottom of the pool and the wall of the pool.

"Could it be that the Black Se Broken Sword has triggered these ancient sword souls that have been dormant for a long time?" Thinking of this, Chen Yu couldn't help but look forward to it more and more.

These remnants, hidden at the bottom of the sword spirit pool, have been for a long time, and the scene of the manifestation of the sword soul that is not visible in front of people one after another seems to have a sense of drill in Chen Yu's opinion.

Just like the big competition of the Yu Ling Sect, the disciples of the Yu Ling Sect have shown their strongest strength, just to win the favor of the top leaders of the sect, these sword souls, just to gain the favor of the black se broken sword spirit?

With this thought, Chen Yu himself felt that it was unspeakable, and even felt ridiculous.

If that's the case, then what is the origin of the Black Broken Sword?

On the sword spirit pool, the thunderous sword spirit is swimming, like a real thunder, stirring up the void, with the power of punishing evil and purifying demons.

The old man suddenly shouted: "Everyone, listen up, anyone whose own sword spirit is a thunder genus xing can release their own sword spirit and try to collect the fusion thunder sword soul!"

The thunder sword soul was cruising, and the momentum was awe-inspiring.

Because of the incompatibility of xing, the old man did not make another move.

But at this moment, a person on the side of Ximen Guanshui pinched a sword trick, and a sword spirit flew out, the sword spirit was white, as fast as electricity, but it also contained the power of thunder that cleansed and destroyed everything.

It's just that, compared to the thunder meaning contained in the Thunder Sword, this Thunder Xing Sword Spirit pales in comparison.

This complete sword spirit flew out only a dozen meters, and suddenly it flickered, the speed was steep and slow, and the whole showed a trembling trend.

"Hmm......" The martial artist who pinched the sword trick to control the sword spirit was the disciple of the Sword Spirit Academy surnamed Liu, who also had the cultivation in the early stage of the Xuan Xuan Realm, but at this moment, he snorted, and it seemed that he had put in great effort to reluctantly control the sword spirit to continue to fly towards the thunder sword soul.

The next moment, the sword spirit continued to shrink in trembling, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and flew back backwards, and the disciple of the Sword Spirit Academy who controlled the sword spirit shook his body and sat down on the ground.

Under the pressure of the Thunder Xiao Sword, the sword spirit of the early stage of the Xuan Yu Realm could not get close at all, let alone fuse the sword soul of the Thunder Xiao Sword.

Many of the Sword Sect disciples present looked sideways, revealing shock.

The sword soul of the Lei Xiao Sword has lost its owner for thousands of years, and it can be said to be extremely weak, but it is still not comparable to the sword spirit of the early martial artists of the Xuan Xuan Realm, which makes it difficult to imagine its strong power in its heyday.

The old man was silent.

However, there were still people who did not give up, and two more sword spirits flew out and flew towards the Lei Xiao Sword Soul that was about to sink into the pool, but the result was even more unbearable than the sword spirit of the disciple of the Sword Spirit Academy, and they only flew to the edge of the Sword Spirit Pool and had to fly back.

"It's too powerful, it's not an existence that our sword spirit can fuse!"

"It's a pity that such powerful crippled sword spirits can only watch them decay and fall silent!"

"If we can have such a powerful sword spirit, our future will be limitless!"

Wow, the Lei Xiao Sword Spirit entered the water at this time, and the sword shadow sank deep into the bottom of the pool, and the sword disappeared.

The disciples of the Sword Sect watched as the Lei Xiao Sword Soul was subsumed into the Sword Spirit Pool, revealing a sigh.

"No one can tame me!" Ximen sighed as he watched the water.

After sighing, the outside of the Sword Spirit Pool became silent, and all eyes were still focused on the water, waiting for the powerful sword soul left by the next Sword Sect's predecessor to appear. Even those disciples who were trapped in the sword spirit pool like Chen Yu's own sword spirit were also staring at the sword spirit pool at this moment, staring at the sword spirit pool for a moment, waiting with a fluke in their hearts.

did not disappoint, more than ten seconds after the Lei Xiao Sword entered the water, in the sword shadow at the bottom of the pool, another sword shadow rose.

This sword shadow was fiery red, and when the water burst out, the whole burned up, burning the void, and the high temperature was terrifying.

"Burning Cloud Sword, it's Burning Cloud Sword!" the old man exclaimed again.

Ximen Guanshui and the others were shocked again, and the disciples of the Sword Sect who gathered knew the origin of the Burning Cloud Sword all showed shock and blazing spirits.

Chen Yu heard it clearly, and knew that this Burning Cloud Sword was most likely a powerful sword spirit that was not inferior to the Thunder Xiao Sword, and it was and must have been the existence of the famous Langya Sword Sect.

Whew......

This time, without waiting for the old man's command, seven or eight sword spirits flew into the sky above the sword spirit pool, and a few of them came from the entrance of the portal, but there were many martial artists with good strength, among whom there were old men from the Sword Spirit Academy, who directly shot after seeing the situation for the first time.

Compared with the sword spirit of the thunder genus, the sword spirit of the fire genus xing is undoubtedly more common, and after the seven or eight fire sword spirits, five or six more sword spirits flew out.

For a while, thirteen or fourteen sword spirits danced together, magnificent, and besieged the rising Burning Cloud Sword Spirit, among which there was a sword spirit like a fire snake, and its aura was extremely powerful, and it was obvious that it had reached the heavenly level.

But this time, the result was no longer the same, after the Burning Cloud Sword was surrounded, it suddenly spun and flew, and its momentum skyrocketed again, slashing around the void, and the besieging fire sword spirits were all broken, including the fire snake-like sword spirit. It is difficult to describe the power of the Burning Cloud Sword in words, in Chen Yu's sight, it just flickered, and among the severed sword spirits, three of them were directly shattered, and suddenly disappeared in the flames.

Outside the Sword Spirit Pool, a miserable howl sounded, and someone directly vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Then, the Burning Cloud Sword didn't bother with anything, and fell straight towards the sword spirit pool.

The water in the pond boiled, and the Burning Cloud Sword disappeared, leaving the three warriors whose sword spirits had been destroyed to reveal their painful expressions.

Next, another crippled sword soul rose into the air.

The sword soul is called Divine Wing.

On the other side of the portal, more and more warriors came in, and there were still people making moves.

After the Divine Winged Sword Spirit soared into the void, it suddenly dispersed, turning into tiny sword-shaped wings flying in the sky, changing in size like a god, and slicing the sword spirit flying towards it, making the sword spirit released by all the warriors dim together...... However, it was not as aggressive as the previous Burning Cloud Sword, and it did not obliterate any of the sword spirits.

Behind the Divine Wings, comes the Shadow.

The Shadow Sword Spirit is barely visible, and its speed is so fast that no Sword Spirit can capture it.

……

There were more and more warriors who came to the Sword Spirit Pool, and after the Shadow Sword Spirit, those ancient and powerful sword spirits still appeared in everyone's sight one after another.

Every sword spirit is a legendary thing in the history of the Langya Sword Sect, but it is presented in the eyes of everyone one by one today, telling the Sword Sect that they are not dead, they still exist, even if their owners have fallen for a long time, they are still not dead.

The gathered Sword Sect disciples were shocked by the strength of these sword spirits, and at the same time, they were also proud of the powerful and profound heritage of the Sword Sect.

And among the martial artists who came to the Sword Spirit Pool, in addition to the disciples whose strength was in the early stage of the Xuan Yin Realm and the Yun Ling Realm, those elders in the middle and late stages of the Xuan Yu Realm also appeared.

Later, there were constantly strong people from the Xuan Nether Realm who arrived, and their sword spirits were all extremely powerful, reaching the level of the Heavenly Rank, but even if they shot with all their strength, they couldn't leave any sword spirits flying out of the bottom of the sword spirit pool.

Although those sword spirits have long since lost their owners, they are weakened. But all of them have a special kendo divine intent, and they can survive for a long time, and in their heyday, they are all powerful beings who dominate the world.

Although the sword spirits sacrificed by the martial artists of the Xuan Nether Realm were strong, and many of them could match the power of the broken and ancient sword spirits in the sword spirit pool, they were not enough to tame them. After all, matchmaking and taming are not the same concept!

These Sword Sect powerhouses repeatedly missed, and they couldn't help but be a little irritable and vigorous, causing tremendous pressure on the disciples with relatively low strength.

Finally, after another mutilated and powerful sword spirit left by the predecessors sank into the water and fell silent, the heavy sword shadows at the bottom of the pool moved in unison, and hundreds of sword spirits left by the predecessors stabbed out from the bottom to the top, moving in unison.

The water in the pond is churning, like colorful koi fish competing in the pool, and the scene is more and more spectacular and vast.