A ray of brilliance lit up from the bottom of the pool, and in the brilliance, there were sword shadows flickering, raising a huge atmosphere. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd

Immediately, the brilliance became more and more abundant, the pool water was agitated, and the indescribable thing contained in the pool water became viscous and solidified.

The entire sword spirit pool is full of brilliance and vibration, continuous into pieces, dazzling and incomprehensible.

It was at this time that Chen Yu suddenly felt that his divine soul was violently shaken, and under the sword light stirring in the pool, he felt a great pressure, as if he was cut and crushed, his divine thoughts that merged with the black broken sword into one were shattered, and all his thoughts rolled back like a tide.

In just a few breaths, Chen Yu clearly felt that under the pool, it seemed that a fierce beast woke up, releasing a terrifying aura that was either furious, or forested, or destroying everything.

Chen Yu's body was shocked, and he opened his eyes to look at the pool, only to feel that the black broken sword had become severed like a wisp, and it was faintly indistinguishable if there was nothing.

It was not completely interrupted, but Chen Yu was no longer able to control the black broken sword spirit and make it move according to his will.

With the abnormal changes in the sword spirit pool, one after another exclamations rang out.

At the moment when the water in the pool was boiling and the sword transformation was rushing, the disciples of the Sword Sect who had seen the opportunity quickly successfully put away their sword spirits. However, there were also many more people who couldn't react, and the sword spirit that caught the swimming fish in the pool water was swallowed by the sword light rushing out from the bottom of the pool.

"My Sword Spirit!"

"Damn, why did the sword array suddenly activate?"

"Ahhh

“……”

Panicked shouts rang out one after another.

The Sword Spirit Pool is a burial ground for sword spirits, and if the sword spirits invested in it cannot be recovered, then most of them will end up being buried in it.

For the disciples of the Sword Sect, losing the Sword Spirit is equivalent to ruining the future, and they can no longer be regarded as true disciples of the Sword Sect.

The pity in Ximen Guanshui's eyes couldn't help but magnify, and he suddenly sighed softly.

It was not that these Sword Sect disciples were unaware of the dangers of the Sword Spirit Pool, but their eyes were blinded by excessive self-confidence, and the illusion of calm when the sword array in the Sword Spirit Pool was not activated made them paralyzed. That's why there is this scene in front of you!

Disciples who have never experienced the devouring of the sword spirit always have a fluke heart, thinking that the devouring of the sword spirit will not befall their heads...... This is precisely the reason why the disciples of the Sword Sect are so eager for the Sword Spirit Pool.

Chen Yu looked at the sword spirit pool that was circulating and setting off huge waves, and he was not panicked, but had a look of anticipation.

For the mystery and strength of the black broken sword, Chen Yu has confidence.

Moreover, in Chen Yu's opinion, the Sword Sect's opening of the Sword Spirit Pool to all disciples would never be to allow the Sword Spirit Pool to devour the sword spirits of the disciples under its disciples, its real purpose should be to enable the group of geniuses among the disciples to strengthen the sword spirit!

Previously, among the disciples of the Sword Sect who came to the Sword Spirit Pool, thirty percent of the disciples' sword spirits were swallowed by the Sword Spirit Pool, and fifty percent of the disciples' sword spirits were damaged...... Then, there are still twenty percent of the disciples' sword spirits that have been strengthened or even advanced.

With such a fact, Chen Yu naturally has confidence in the black broken sword.

At this moment, the sword spirit pool is like boiling water, the sword light is intertwined, rippling like a rainbow, the sword shadow is heavy, and it is wanton and agitated, brewing thousands of sword intent.

In the furious sword spirit pool, the sword spirits of those warriors appeared and disappeared from time to time.

At the edge of the Sword Spirit Pool, those Sword Sect disciples who had recovered the Sword Spirit in time had a happy look on their faces, while those disciples who had not been able to take back the Sword Spirit were staring at the Sword Spirit Pool, depressed, and extremely nervous.

"Senior Brother Chen!" Xu Yuan said: "Your sword spirit is afraid that it will be more auspicious!"

Chen Yu was noncommittal.

Ximen Guanshui said: "Although the sword formation is stimulated, the sword spirit may not necessarily be devoured, as long as Senior Brother Chen, your sword spirit is strong enough, after surviving the sword array strangulation, it may only be a little damaged!"

Chen Yu nodded.

The water in the pool was agitated, and suddenly, a slender sword shadow of nothingness pierced the water, bringing thousands of splashes of water.

A sharp sword intent faintly appeared, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

At this moment, Chen Yu only felt palpitations, only to feel that his skin was cold and tingling, but it was the sword intent in the sword shadow that made him involuntarily react like this.

"Huh?" Ximen Guanshui let out a low sigh of surprise and looked at the two Medicine Spirit Academy disciples beside him, looking shocked.

"Senior brother, but the Piercing Sword?" Senior Brother Liu, who was beside Ximen Guanshui, also exclaimed.

Before Ximen Guanshui could answer, the sword shadow exploded above the water, turning into a little gray light**.

This is only the beginning, as soon as the sword shadow is broken, the water surface explodes, and a little splash flies up in the sky, like a broken rain flying upside down, but every drop is like a living thing, flying in the void, with a thrilling sense of magnificence and dreaminess, ethereal and beautiful, suddenly converging into a sword shadow in the void.

There was a dazzling magnificent, inextricable sword intent across the sky above the sword spirit pool.

Chen Yu only felt that his soul was shaking, and his mind was blank, as if something had grabbed all his spirits, and everything in front of him disappeared, only the sword light formed by this drizzle of rain kept magnifying in his sight, as if he was about to devour himself.

Until the huge water sword rotated, hung straight on the sword spirit pool, stood for a long time, and suddenly sank into the water, suddenly shattered, and merged with the pool water.

Only then did Chen Yu feel that the sword intent that was grabbing his soul dissipated, his body shook slightly, and cold sweat broke out involuntarily on his back.

At the same time, next to Chen Yu, Xu Yuan, Ximen Guanshui and others also made a loud gasping sound.

Chen Yu's heart was shocked, and with his knowledge, he saw that the sword intent that made his mind blank and lost his mind was incomplete, and it was not aimed at anyone...... And because of this, it reflects the terrifying nature of this mutilated sword intent.

This sword intent is obviously the sword spirit left in the sword spirit pool by the predecessors, and I don't know how long it has been since there is such power...... It was hard for Chen Yu to imagine how powerful the martial artist with this sword intent had become.

After this splash of water gathered into the sword shadow, it was still not the end, almost only a few breaths later, the pool water rolled, and a blue sword shadow suddenly flashed, standing out among the thousands of sword shadows, stabbing towards the surface of the water.

In an instant, a cold sword intent appeared, and it spread in an instant.

The entire Sword Spirit Pool began to solidify and freeze at a speed visible to the naked eye until the entire seal froze.

The cold air spread, freezing through the bone marrow, and the space where the Sword Spirit Pool was located suddenly seemed to turn into extremely cold ice, and everything was going to be frozen.

When the blue sword shadow stabbed out from the frozen sword spirit pool, the cold aura in the entire space was magnified to the extreme.

"Ah, it's so cold......"

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"My blood is frozen!"

“……”

Under the biting cold, Chen Yu also felt that he was going to be frozen, and even his soul consciousness was going to be frozen, he hurriedly urged the fire system spirit vortex, and the aura circulated in the body meridians, so he could feel a little better.

Such an extremely cold aura is too strong, so strong that it is terrifying.

Xu Yuanmusu and the others beside Chen Yu were more calm than Chen Yu, but the shock on their faces could not be hidden, especially when Ximen Guanshui was watched, and the expression on his face could no longer be called surprise, but should be called frightened.

"Bing Yuan Sword!" The junior brother Liu behind Ximen Guanshui was also shocked.

By the pool, there were several Sword Sect disciples who had not cultivated well and had begun to condense frost, and some of them couldn't bear the raging cold, and suddenly sat down on the ground.

The blue sword shadow swept into the air, flickered, and then fell towards the pool, and suddenly disappeared.

As soon as the blue sword shadow disappeared, the pool began to thaw, and the cold air dissipated and melted.

Many of the disciples gasped for breath, their expressions throbbing.

"Senior Brother Ximen, what the hell is going on?" Xu Yuan couldn't help but ask, "The Stygian Thorn Sword and the Ice Yuan Sword are both powerful remnant sword spirits from thousands of years ago, how could they all be stimulated?"

"I don't know!" Ximen Guanshui turned his head to look at Chen Yu and said, "These two broken sword intents have not been manifested for hundreds of years, and today they are all manifested!"

In Chen Yu's perception, the black broken sword still existed, but there was nothing left, so that he couldn't determine the location of the black broken sword.

Before the conversation was finished, at the bottom of the pool, another huge red sword shadow like a dragon rose up, like a dragon entering the void.

In an instant, the Sword Spirit Pool was truly boiling, and the blazing mist was billowing and filling the void.

"The Red Dragon Sword, it's actually the Red Dragon Sword!" Ximen Guanshui couldn't help but exclaim.

It is vast and majestic, like the sword shadow of the divine dragon descending from the world, piercing through the water and hovering over the sword spirit pool.

The vast and deep sword intent and coercion condensed, and everyone present trembled, and couldn't help but have an urge to prostrate and worship.

At the same time, inside and outside the Sword Spirit Pool, the temperature rose sharply, and the void seemed to be about to be ignited.

Fortunately, like those sword shadows before, the red dragon sword shadow circled slightly, showing a terrifying sword intent coercion, and then plunged into the pool and disappeared.

The faces of the three people watching the water at Ximen became more and more shocked.

At this moment, the light and shadow at the entrance of the entrance flowed, and a series of figures appeared.

The changes in the sword spirit pool did not end there, at this moment, countless sword shadows flashed at the bottom of the pool, and a sword shadow stood out again, but it was a sword slightly wider than an ordinary long sword, the shape was ancient and simple, but it had the style of a king, and it wanted to dominate the world.

This sword shadow appeared, with a deep and deep sword intent that made people feel incomparable.

"King's Landing Sword!" At the same time, a surprised sound sounded at the entrance that entered, and in an instant, the sound of breaking through the air flashed, and a figure came towards Chen Yu and them.

Chen Yu didn't have a too obvious feeling about the sword shadow that appeared this time, and he still had time to turn his head to look at it at the moment, only to see that it was an old man who was over sixty years old, with a long body and a handsome face.

Before the old man arrived, Ximen Guanshui and the others were already happy, saluted respectfully, and said, "Uncle Zhan!"

After the old man, more than a dozen people followed.

"I didn't expect that Jun Ling's predecessor's sword spirit had not been annihilated, and the sword intent could still manifest on the sword spirit pool!" Glancing at Ximen Guanshui and the others, the old man suddenly raised his hand, pinched a sword trick, and flew from his body to the sword spirit pool.

The condensation of the sword shadow was a sword spirit, its shape was ancient and heavy, containing a sword intent like a mountain, and it flew straight towards the shadow of the 'King's Landing Sword'.

Ximen Guanshui's expression was shocked, and he said, "Uncle Zhan wants to subdue the sword intent of King's Landing?"

"Try your luck!" Uncle Zhan said: "Watching the water, the opportunity is rare, you can also give it a try!"

Ximen Guanshui also showed a hint of excitement when he heard the words.