The fragment of the ancient sword is rumored to be the product of the broken divine sword that failed to be forged in the divine sword pool. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ&

According to legend, although these fragments cannot achieve the ultimate edge of the sword, they have been calcined in the flames of the sword pool for many years, and they are nurtured by the power of the gods and endless sword intent, as long as they are not burned, they must carry the mysteries of the mystical sword.

For a long time, the most attractive thing about the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range was these ancient sword fragments!

Those who have obtained the fragments of the ancient sword, if they can comprehend it, will make great progress in the cultivation of the sword, and soar into the sky.

If you are more lucky, and you get a large fragment of an ancient sword or even a half-broken sword, then the benefits you will get after enlightenment will be even greater.

No one knows where these fragments came from or where they came from, but it seems that every few years, someone finds something like this.

Right now, such a fragment of an ancient sword appeared on the mountain in the moonlight, appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

It's beautiful, really!

It floated silently, wrapped in blood flames, and the rich sword rhyme gathered around it into strands of substance, colorful in color, like clouds moving with the wind.

If you close your eyes and listen carefully, you can hear the invisible "ding dong" sound in the void, and then there is the humming sword chant of joy or sorrow.

It is these voices that tell an old story.

How to be thrown into the sword pool!

How to be calcined by the Divine Fire!

How to be hammered into shape!

How to be crafted!

How to be quenched by a cold spring!

How to be treated like a divine soldier!

How to be shattered by divine power!

How to be abandoned!

And how to mourn in the fire of the gods for ten thousand years!

Paragraph by paragraph, like crying and complaining.

Joy of the sword!

The Tragedy of the Sword!

All the emotions are vividly displayed in the seemingly non-existent "humming" sword chant.

Trance!

Dream!

It took a long, long time for the crowd to come to their senses from the shock.

"Is this the fragment of the ancient sword?"

"It turns out that the real ancient sword fragment is like this!"

"It's such a rich sword rhyme, it seems that as long as you take a breath by its side, you can make great progress in sword cultivation!"

"Thousands of years of calcination, 10,000 years of forging, and then a million years of mourning in the flames...... Phew, I used to think that the rumors were too exaggerated, but I didn't expect the real situation to be even more shocking than the rumors! ”

"The sword rhyme that has been passed down to the era of the medieval gods is ancient and vast! When I saw it, I felt as if I saw a period of glorious years when the gods and gods were the emperors of the world! ”

“……”

Marvel!

Praise!

Yearning!

Craving!

In the end, all the emotions turned into expectant eyes and looked towards Chu Chen.

Naturally, these are the people of the Snow Palace.

For the people of the Futu Sanctuary, this thing is a little more beautiful and dreamy, but in fact it is still a piece of shard.

Chu Chen also watched, his eyes were calm, and he didn't say anything.

At the end, Junling next to her suddenly walked out, step by step, she slowly approached.

Finally, the fragment of the ancient sword was held in her hand.

"Anyone who wants to do it can be, but I want to remind you that the reason why a broken sword is a broken sword, and a fragment is a fragment, is because they are not perfect."

"Because they are not perfect, they cannot carry the power of the gods!"

"Because they are not perfect, the meaning of the sword they carry is incomplete, or even wrong!"

"For ordinary martial artists, they are indeed a good choice, and if you understand it, you can make great progress in the way of the sword and soar to the sky."

"And for those who are really interested in climbing the pinnacle of martial arts, this thing is chicken ribs, it is an obstacle and shackle that limits the upper limit of their martial arts!"

"So ......"

"I don't recommend you take it!"

The voice was calm.

Finally, Junling let go of his hand, and the fragment of the ancient sword slowly floated up, presenting in front of the crowd like a dream.

Whew――

Involuntarily, the crowd's breathing became rapid again, and their eyes gradually became excited.

It's just that no one has bothered to pick up the fragment.

Finally, the crowd's breathing slowly calmed down, and their eyes returned to clarity.

Seeing this, Chu Chen nodded and said to Yu Hanyan: "Put it away, although it has a lot of flaws, it is not a bad treasure, and it is also a good treasure in the end." You don't need it, it doesn't mean that the other sisters in the palace don't need it either. No matter how bad it is, it's good to exchange it for the resources it needs! ”

Yu Hanyan nodded, "um", and collected the fragments with his hand.

Just as everyone was about to continue on the road, suddenly.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Sword Sound!

Sword Groan!

Not again!

With a sharp edge of Ling Tian!

With a burst of joy to see the light of day again!

There is also a wave of ancient prosperity and glory!

Hearing the sound, the crowd shook physically and mentally, and they all looked sideways in the direction where the sound of the sword came from.

Then, a sword appeared in the sight of the crowd!

A complete sword!

A sword like no other!

Ancient, majestic!

Noble and unique!

I don't know where it came from, but it floats silently at the top of the sharp edge of the sword in the distance, graceful and luxurious.

Like the Heavenly King who shattered the darkness and came to the heavens, it was surrounded by intense blood flames, and it wantonly swallowed large swaths of blood-colored moonlight.

Around it, there was an even more intense whirlpool of sword rhyme.

The sound it makes is no longer the sorrow of the sword, but an ancient hymn and ode!

Listening and listening, a shocking picture of a god forging a sword appeared in the minds of the crowd.

And then ......

"Excalibur is born!"

"Sword of the Gods!"

"Complete Sword Pond Ancient Sword!"

"This sword is like a tiger with wings to me!"

"Hahahaha, Excalibur is mine!"

"Get out of the way, whoever stands in my way will be killed!"

“……”

It's messy!

It's a complete mess!

The sound of the sudden rise resounded in the night sky, as if the flat lake had been thrown into the stone, and suddenly, the quiet night became noisy.

The crowd came back to their senses, and when they looked again, they saw that countless people had already spread their star wings and headed towards the perfect ancient sword.

Some of these people are people who comprehend sword intent under the original sword peak!

Some are passers-by heading to the middle of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range!

With the birth of the ancient sword, the sword peak seemed to have died suddenly, and the surrounding sword rhyme was completely gone. Without the obstacle of the sword rhyme, a group of people rushed forward and took the ancient sword directly.

Seeing this scene, Chu Chen frowned.

Is it a coincidence?

Or has something unknown happened?

First there were fragments of the ancient sword, and then there were perfect ancient swords, all of this was not expected at all.

And at this moment, there was a sudden "groan", and the Nine Heavens Tribulation Sword Star Pulse was restless, and the ink dragon suddenly appeared, dancing in the air.

"Alive, all alive!"

"Boss, I feel like there's a lot of revival going on!"

Two sentences, headless and brainless, while easing the tense atmosphere, on the other hand, adding doubts to the hearts of the crowd.

Lived?

What lived?

A lot of things are recovering?

What the hell is recovering?

In the midst of this silent silence, suddenly.

Rumble!

The sun is soaring!

The sun is blazing!

Farther away, above the towering blade, a red-gold coiled dragon long sword rose against the trend, like a scorching sun, the sword aura rushed into the sky, the endless sun brilliance, shaking the past and the present, illuminating the radius of thousands of miles.

At that moment of glorious light, the original perfect ancient sword instantly died down, as if a courtier met a king, and the brilliance was exhausted.

Whew――

Again, the crowd was sluggish.

Immediately after, the sound of even more tragic fighting came from afar.

And at this time, the battle around the Perfect Ancient Sword in the vicinity had broken out to the limit.

Thousands of warriors poured in from all over the world, fighting together, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

But for a moment, where you see it, there is a lot of blood!

Blood!

It's all blood!

The blood-stained moonlight was much thicker at the moment, as if it had turned into a complete blood light.

"Husband, what now?" Suddenly, Yu Hanyan asked.

Wu Nishang also said: "Shall we go over?" ”

"Senior brother, you should decide quickly, otherwise you will be robbed!"

"Yes, you can't miss such an opportunity!"

"Fragments won't work, but the perfect ancient sword must be fine, right?"

"The Red Gold Plate Dragon Sword in the distance is even more powerful, with our strength, it can be completely captured!"

“……”

I'm excited!

All of them were impressed!

Staring, Chu Chen's gaze couldn't help but burn a little.

At this time, Junling suddenly said: "No need, it's just a waste of effort!" ”

Beat the air?

How can it be in vain?

Hearing this, a group of people were puzzled.

Chu Chen was also puzzled.

Junling stared into the void and did not answer.

Another voice said, "It's really in vain. What you see now is a venerable soldier, and the red gold coiled dragon sword in the distance is an imperial soldier.

Although the honorable soldiers are good, although the imperial soldiers are strong, they have all dried up in the years, and today's scene is just the last triumphant song, the last return to the light! ”

Kerr!

The last Venerable of the Snow Palace!

As soon as he said this, it was like a bucket of ice water poured on his head, and the crowd calmed down in an instant.

Chu Chen frowned and said, "What does the senior mean that after this last brilliance, they will completely go to death?" ”

"That's right!" Ke'er nodded, and said: "The blood of these people is destined to be in vain, and they are destined to get nothing!" ”

When the words fell, the crowd was shocked and silent.

Junling shook his head and said, "They really won't get anything, but their blood won't be shed in vain, because ...... The Divine Sword Pool will reappear because of them, and their blood will ignite the last spark of the Sword Pool! ”

After finishing speaking, Junling turned his head and looked at Chu Chen with a pair of eyes glowing with purple light.

After a long time, he said: "This is indeed the god sword pool of the Middle Ages. The gods forge swords here, and the emperor forges swords here.

The Nine Heavens Divine Fire burned here all night long, and countless divine swords were born here.

It was only with the end of the age of the gods that it was finally abandoned and forgotten.

For a long time, no one came here to forge swords, and no one drew a new fire here.

Eventually, the sword pool slowly cooled down, and the divine fire gradually extinguished. And then everything here slowly gets cold.

In the end, in order not to be completely annihilated, the Sword Pond spontaneously evolved into this huge Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range.

What we see now is that each sword peak represents a forged sword that has never been taken.

Every remnant peak and collapsed mountain represents a remnant sword and a fragment of an ancient sword.

As for the real sword pool, it has long been hidden in the void, waiting to be reborn after endless years! ”