An ancient sword, in the original position of Gu Ding, is inserted upside down in a hard stone seat, looking like a stone is not a stone, like a jade not a jade, the form is clumsy but has its own majesty, it is the "Zhu Xian" ancient sword. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In an instant, the entire huge altar trembled, and a powerful force burst out, and on the altar, the seven huge stone pillars seemed to be summoned by something, and lit up one by one, and the light became more and more abundant, and finally turned into seven rainbow lights, dazzling and dazzling, and soared into the sky.

The brilliant rainbow light rose into the sky, inserting into the deep purple clouds, and suddenly the thick clouds above the altar changed, and countless clouds began to rotate rapidly, and lightning flashed in the clouds one after another, slowly cracking a huge crack, revealing the true face of the heavenly dome.

Jun Wenxin looked up at the sky and held his breath, and it was not until this moment that he really understood why this place was called Phantom Moon Cave Mansion!

High in the sky, the rift that was broken by the rainbow light driven by the great power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword revealed a flickering and changing moon, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, all kinds of colors and brilliance flickered on this psychedelic phantom moon, emitting a beautiful and mysterious light.

And when the Zhuxian Ancient Sword drove the seven giant pillars to shoot into the sky, the seven-colored rainbow light instantly passed through the clouds and merged into the phantom moon, and suddenly, the phantom moon was glorious, and the seven-colored light flickered non-stop, and after a while, it was actually in mid-air to conjure up a seven-colored qi sword, where it passed, all the dark clouds were evaded and dissipated, and there was an unbeatable power.

Jun Wenxin's face changed color, this formation was really familiar to him, it was the invincible Zhuxian Sword Array in the world, but there was no small qi sword flying in the sky at the moment, but under the illumination of the phantom moon, the power of this main sword seemed to be greater than the Zhuxian Sword Array sacrificed on the peak of the Seven Veins that day.

The sky is sky, and the phantom moon is shining.

"Huh!"

Jun Wenxin's whole body bloomed with clear light, and he couldn't control it and floated towards the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

His complexion changed greatly, and he used his whole body to cultivate, desperately resisting, and his fluttering body paused slightly.

It's as if time has been frozen.

It's just that, in that moment, who can do anything?

It's like, no one can save a moment after all!

After all, he came to the bottom of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword and grabbed the hilt of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Five fingers, close!

"Boom!"

Like a lifetime of thunder, it suddenly exploded in the ears, tearing the entire sky apart, the lightning scurried, the wind and clouds rolled, and the phantom moonlight above the sky was magnificent, and the colorful lights kept shining, converging into a huge pillar of light, falling from the sky, enveloping the figure of Jun Wenxin.

"Uhh

Jun Wenxin screamed, he looked intently, but saw that his right hand was bleeding like an infusion, flowing upwards against his hand, and a drop fell on Zhu Xian, cutting over Zhu Xian's seemingly rough blade, slowly disappearing, but it never fell to the ground at all.

Faintly, at that moment, Jun Wenxin's heart moved, as if some strange scene touched his heart, and it swept through his mind like lightning.

After a moment, it dawned on him.

It's blood!

Out of the corner of his eye, at that moment, he suddenly saw his own blood, flowing onto the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, slowly disappearing, quickly and quietly merging into the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Zhu Xian! Zhu Xian! Zhu Xian!

Zhu Xian is actually the same as the ghostly blood-devouring bead, which can actually suck the essence blood of living creatures!

"Bang!"

He was stunned and couldn't help himself, he was shocked in his heart, and suddenly pulled out the Taiyi Divine Sword with his left hand, and hit it the Zhuxian Ancient Sword!

The Zhuxian Ancient Sword did not move, at that moment, there was no sound, there was no roar, Jun Wenxin looked at the Taiyi Divine Sword, which was like a thousand pounds, and after hitting the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, it suddenly seemed to fall into a pile of cotton, silently.

The Zhuxian Ancient Sword, although it was still in Jun Wenxin's hand, somehow, its blade itself had changed.

On the blade of the sword, which was originally simple and slightly rough, non-stone and non-jade, a faint red light began to glow, as if it was the blood that had been sucked in just now, which became alive, and began to slowly drum in the depths of the blade.

Just like the originally calm sea, it gradually rises and brews an unbeatable storm, enveloping the heavens and the earth!

I don't know, whose heartbeat is throbbing?

Jun Wenxin felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to let go of Zhu Xian, but the next moment, he had found that the strength around his body seemed to have completely disappeared in an instant, and an inexplicable feeling arose in his body.

Jun Wen's heart was slowly boiling and bulging, and it began to have a tendency to flow outward, and the destination was the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that he was holding in his hand.

Jun Wenxin seemed to understand something, and tried his best to let go of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, but his hand was weak, and the Zhuxian Ancient Sword seemed to be like an awakened demon at the moment, clutching him tightly and refusing to let him go.

It was the Taiyi Divine Sword in his left hand, and at this moment, it was also tightly attached to the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

On the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the red light gradually turned from faint to thick, and at the same time, it was as strange as blood flowing through the blood vessels, and the subtle blood color began to spread, flowing quickly towards the two sections of the blade.

The quaint blade slowly faded into a blood-red color.

The Zhuxian Ancient Sword, as if it had completely ignored Jun Wenxin's anger, had been carrying out its own transformation, and the faint blood color had finally dyed all the blades red, an original ancient sword, but at this moment it had become a strange and mysterious blood-red sword.

The sword light was faintly red, slowly circulating, almost like the eyes of a reborn demon, slowly waking up, looking at the things around him.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze, until, the man holding Zhu Xian suddenly erupted into a heart-rending roar of pain.

"Ahh ……”

Jun Wenxin's face was pale, his whole body trembled, and the skin of his hands and feet, which were not covered by clothing, began to shrink significantly and slowly.

At the same time, a strange whistling sound sounded on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the red light became brighter and brighter, and from Jun Wenxin's right hand holding the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, there was a faint red silk that was sucked into the blade of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

The red light on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword has become more and more prosperous, but on the contrary, Jun Wenxin's situation is becoming more and more ugly, at this moment, he is struggling in front of the Ghost Gate, and the absorbing power on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword is getting bigger and bigger.

If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation was no longer what it used to be, he wouldn't have been able to support it now.

However, he also understands that he will not be able to sustain himself for long.

In Jun Wenxin's eyes at this moment, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in front of him exuded a blood-red light, faintly like a demon opening its blood basin and smiling fiercely, about to devour him.

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