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As soon as he approached the copper tripod, Ye Chen felt an extremely masculine aura, Ye Chen was slightly stunned, and when he looked inside the copper tripod, he really found a long sword with a purple body, and Ye Chen's eyes could no longer leave the sword.

"Actually, the breath of the sword spirit," Ye Chen was shocked, he didn't expect to encounter a sword with the breath of the sword spirit here, and his heart was agitated for a while.

The magic weapon is divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, and then there are immortal weapons, artifacts, holy weapons, the power of each level is very different, generally speaking, the Mahayana period is usually used below the treasure weapon, and when it comes to the Mahayana period, the monks are looking for immortal weapons or semi-immortal weapons as much as possible, Ye Chen got a fairy weapon back then, but in the end, it was hard to resist the catastrophe, and it could only be used to protect the body and was directly crushed by the thunder tribulation.

The so-called immortal weapon as the name suggests is used by the immortals, and the Mahayana monks still belong to the mortal body, and the use of immortal weapons in the mortal world can not fully exert its power, generally speaking, three out of ten are already good, however, the monks above the Mahayana period are not interested in the power of the immortal weapon, after all, at the beginning of the Qi training period, the monks can use their own essence and blood to cultivate the natal magic weapon, and with their own realm to improve the power of the natal magic weapon may also be on the next level, naturally it will be more convenient than the immortal weapon, and the Mahayana monks really care, It's something inside the immortal vessel.

Machine Spirit.

The special life form in the magic weapon, Ye Chen, as a senior refiner, naturally knows that all things can be formed only if they have a spirit, and the spirit also has its form, the spirit is in the magic weapon, the spirit is dead, and the magic weapon will lose a lot of efficacy, it is rumored that there are people who have attained the Tao, and the spirit in the magic weapon can be cultivated alone, and the level of the magic weapon can be continuously improved through the growth of the magic weapon, and he can also fight alone from the sword body at any time as an attendant, but that kind of magic weapon is also the existence of one in ten thousand, Ye Chen is excited about this, the sword in front of him actually has the breath of the sword spirit, It shows that there may be a weapon spirit in the sword, that is, a sword spirit, Ye Chen couldn't help but sweat in his palms, which was even more exciting than getting an immortal weapon by chance.

Before, in the sword mound, he just thought that there were at most treasures in this bronze tripod, and it would be enough to have treasures, but he didn't expect that it was completely unexpected to him. This is the earth, if you really get a fairy weapon, then heaven and earth can't do it.

With a solemn expression, Ye Chen began to stretch out his hand, trembling and wanting to take out the king of the sword.

However, when his hands were placed on the hilt of the sword, he felt a strong burning sensation, and a powerful aura wanted to bounce Ye Chen's hand away, Ye Chen definitely didn't want to give up this opportunity, this is an immortal weapon that is rare in the Xuanwu Continent, however, when Ye Chen exerted a little force, this burning sensation became stronger, Ye Chen immediately withdrew his hand when he saw the situation, staring at the palm that had been burned, and his brows were tightly locked.

"What's the matter, doesn't this sword have anything to do with me?" Staring at the sword without blinking, Ye Chen said secretly, "If with the method practiced in the sword mound, as long as the understanding of the sword intent reaches a certain height, you can have the opportunity to take out the sword, then this should also be the truth," Ye Chen held his breath and condensed, began to let go of impetuousness and eagerness, stood motionless in place, and began to sort out his understanding of the way of the sword, although it is impossible to condense the sword intent now, but the scattered understanding of the way of the sword should also be able to do things.

Under the altar, Feng Yueping also forgot to heal for a while, staring at Ye Chen's every move unexpectedly, and when he saw Ye Chen being bounced away by that sword, his heart also began to twitch.

As if thinking of something, Feng Yueping moved, only to see that his palms, which were originally slightly white and tender, showed a few long black nails, and then his claws pierced into the ground, and the expression on his face was extremely painful, and at this time, a series of changes occurred in the underground space.

The six squares, including the skull that Ye Chen had broken, oozed thick blood at this moment, flowing down his body and infiltrating into the ground.

An unknown intersection, this square that was originally in a different place was connected in a special way, a large amount of blood began to flow slowly along a dark groove underground, through the stone road, through the side of the dragon pool, through the copper gate, along the way there were stumps and broken legs converged from different directions, the blood river became longer and longer, and the blood qi became more and more intense, and when a huge corpse of the hungry ghost king merged into the blood river, this blood river began to boil, and continued to rush forward underground, and in that direction, It was the depths of this stone chamber where Ye Chen was.

"Did you hear anything?" Mo Ling asked, standing still, puzzled.

"What? No", Mu Na's tears were dry at this time, and she looked around a little puzzled, but she didn't hear a sound.

There has been no way to find an exit, so everyone simply stayed here to see if Ye Chen would come out, with his mystery, maybe there was a way to get out, and Yu Xuanyuan was also at the door of the sword mound at this moment with his eyes closed and breathing.

Suddenly, his heart began to beat violently, it was a kind of foreknowledge of danger, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the soil under his feet had begun to turn bright red.

"Look at your feet," the crowd looked to their feet,

"Let's go!" Yu Xuanyuan roared angrily, and then it was already too late, and black insects and snakes kept crawling out of the soil, like spitting bubbles, more and more people fell into the encirclement at once.

Yu Xuanyuan turned over and jumped into the crowded circle, and several people took out their weapons one after another, staring at the numbing insects and snakes under their feet.

Constantly fighting, constantly retreating, everyone soon retreated to a corner, and the situation was critical.

And in the underground stone room at this time, Ye Chen was completely unaware of what was happening outside. With a chuckle, he reached out and held the hilt of the sword again, this time, it was really not as terrifying as before, Ye Chen continued to infuse the remaining spiritual energy into his hands, but he still couldn't pull out this sword.

Just as Ye Chen wanted to give up and plan to breathe first to recover his strength, a mysterious power suddenly rushed up from the ground, and this power seemed to come from under the copper tripod.

I saw that in the lower part of the sword body, the blood-colored liquid continued to surge, although Ye Chen felt that the blood-colored liquid without the slightest smell was a little weird, but the pressure on his hand was reduced in vain, thinking that the sword had admitted himself, he couldn't help but speed up the speed of drawing the sword.

The sound of the sword body rubbing against the bottom of the copper tripod sounded. Seeing the momentum, Ye Chen began to exert his strength, and when he saw that the sword was about to be pulled out, a figure suddenly appeared in the stone room.

"Ye Xiaoyou, let go!" Seeing the scene in front of him, the Zen Master reached out and said in surprise.

However, before Ye Chen could react, the blood-colored liquid suddenly erupted with a force as if he could hear a human voice, pushing the sword outward, and the last bit of the sword body that was stuck by the copper tripod was also pulled out, and the copper tripod exploded in an instant, and an extremely terrifying light spread out from the place, shooting directly above the stone chamber.

The eyes of the Absolute Yuan Zen Master instantly dimmed, and his mood seemed to be very heavy, and Ye Chen naturally didn't understand what was going on, the Absolute Yuan Zen Master looked like this, obviously there was something wrong with this sword, Ye Chen stared at the long sword in his hand that was half purple and half bloody.

And Feng Yueping, who was lying on the ground and seemed to have his hands in his hands, stood up like a nobody.

"Hahaha, it worked, after hundreds of years of planning, it finally succeeded!" I saw Feng Yueping's body trembling constantly, obviously very excited.

The altar gradually collapsed, the small crack where the copper tripod was just now slowly expanded, and the strange air flow expanded from the inside and outside, Ye Chen saw through these air currents the grimaces and ghost hands that were constantly struggling to come out, they all had hideous faces and bit each other, looking extremely terrifying.

"This, it's actually a netherworld crack," Ye Chen smiled bitterly, always thinking that this mountain had something to do with the netherworld, but in the end he found that this crack was actually opened by himself, although it was not himself who pulled out the long sword in the last time, but in the process, it was a break into the altar and the day after tomorrow gossip to draw the sword, if there was no him, it would not be so, a sense of guilt was spontaneous.

"Jiji, young man, you are very good, you are the benefactor of my Netherworld, the benefactor of my Wraith, my Wraith promised you, as long as I truly reappear in the world, I will give you benefits, hahaha", Feng Yueping laughed wildly, and the breath of the whole person also continued to rise.

"It's not good, he's going back to the Netherworld, Ye Xiaoyou, now is not the time to blame himself, everything may be a certainty, stop him with me," Master Jueyuan said solemnly.

I saw that Feng Yueping's hands and feet were long, his arms were quickly covered with black scales, and a pair of black dragon horns were born on his head, and soon his face, which was originally quite delicate, exploded to reveal a hideous dragon head, and the next moment, Feng Yueping's body exploded, and a black dragon body full of blood appeared.

"It's an obsidian!" Ye Chen was shocked, it turned out that he had always been in his trap, this Fengyueping was not a ghost cultivator at all, but the spirit of an obsidian dragon, the previous fights were probably all cover-ups and calculations, the purpose was to let Ye Chen open the altar and pull out the sword in his hand, I am afraid that this sword is the magic weapon used by the tomb owner to suppress this netherworld crack, at this moment the crack opens, the obsidian dragon uses the power of the netherworld to reshape the body, the obsidian dragon clan, has this ability!

Ye Chen shook his head, all this was not what he wanted to see, and it was not his intention for this kind of thing to happen, he came back to his senses, turned over and jumped to Jueyuan's side.

"You're trying to stop me?" The obsidian dragon called Wraith said disdainfully, "You couldn't really hurt me with my spirit body before, but now that I have regained my body, do you think you still have that ability, hahaha."

The black dragon laughed and continued to himself, "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you, but I still want to say that my plan for hundreds of years is too long, so far away that I have no friends to talk to," the black dragon said with a cruel smile, "From the moment you enter this ancient tomb, all this is an end that cannot be returned, haha, and those warriors are just my sacrifices, hahaha," the black dragon wagged his tail, and said in a simulated voice with contempt, "These warriors, Except for a few who can be seen, the rest of the strength is too weak to be qualified to be a sacrifice at all, but who made my ghost a kind person, for hundreds of years, I have been looking through the classics of this ancient tomb, looking for the method of alchemy, and finally let me use my own nether power to transform these pills, as long as they devour the pills, the strength will increase, but the body is even more with our noble netherworld breath, as well as the dragon pool, all my nether stones are put into it, in order to allow them to absorb the essence of the group of dead dragons to the greatest extent, Jiji, Only in this way can they be regarded as qualified sacrifices before they can be used by me, hundreds of years of planning have finally come to this point, do you admire my plan very much? Forbearance for many years is to open the seal! Well, listen to me tell me so many secrets, now, you can go and die! The dragon claws flipped and attacked directly at Ye Chen Jueyuan and the others.

Away from the mountain, the leaders of the sects have looked at the sky through the gaps, four days have passed, the breath of the mountain has been changing, at first everyone did not pay attention to it, but now, this mountain is filled with a large cloud of black clouds, completely invisible to the clear shape inside, and just now, there is a ray of light from the ground, directly through the black clouds to the sky, these people are saying that the treasure is born, and on the other hand, they are worried about the appearance of the ghost that continues to form above the terrifying black smoke, although it is a phantom, But it obviously shows that this treasure is not normal, and I am afraid that it is an evil thing.

"Whether it's an evil thing or something, hmph, as long as Ping'er gets it, my Xuanlingmen will reach the top, just around the corner," the three elders looked calm and didn't care at all, but looked forward to the early return of their apprentices.

On a higher mountain next to the mountain, a man in white nodded slightly, smiled evilly, and then disappeared in place, as if it did not exist just now.