In the endless Nine Sword Shrine, which seemed a little dark and empty, the sound of humming swords was filled, stinging people's eardrums, making every living creature behind them feel unbearable, as if their eardrums were about to burst. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The will to cut penetrates the protective layer of darkness, even if every living being has no weak strength, but when those will to cut on them, it feels as if it is a sharp blade, cutting their flesh, as if they are going to cut them with a thousand knives.

It really can be described as terrifying.

These sources of power all came from a mysterious place in the deepest part of the Nine Sword Shrine, and then within the ten kilometers of the Nine Sword Shrine, a powerful sword path aura was formed, countless sword will and those substantial metal liquids used to maintain waste swords, as well as various elemental substances free in the air, formed a substantial sword light.

Most of them are in the shape of a half-crescent, about half a meter wide, and some are more than two meters. With two extremely sharp blades inside and outside, it exudes a chilling glow, as if it can cut through any substance.

The entire Nine Sword Shrine was filled with this mysterious power.

A cloud-like scene appeared at the edge of the black protective layer, and the black matter surged like a cloud, melting at a rapid speed under the continuous cutting action of the Infinite Blade's cold light, as if it had withstood high temperatures.

"Master, these sharp blades are cold and hair-breaking, as long as any living creature touches them, they will inevitably be splashed with flesh and blood. You see that Sun Long is completely wrapped in countless swords, with this kid's inferior strength, this time he will definitely die! ”

Sikong Xuan, who was in the middle of the black protective layer, looked at Sun Long, who was completely invisible to his body more than ten zhang away, and came to a desperate conclusion. If Sun Long really died, it would be a happy thing for him, after all, dying in front of him could be regarded as revenge for the sword spirit.

Previously, when Nalan Qingfeng drew out the black soul power protection layer, the range covered reached fifty meters away, and in this powerful soul power covered area, even if the sword blade storm outside was several times stronger, in a short period of time, he could guarantee absolute safety in the area.

He originally covered Sun Long, but what he didn't expect was that when the cold light of the sword blade swept in, the focus was not on collective coverage, but on having goals and choices, and it directly erupted by Sun Long's side.

This caused the soul power protective layer constructed by Nalan Qingfeng to crack, and then it was cut and isolated by the infinite and powerful blade, forcibly separating Sun Long.

It can be seen that there is a huge blade storm about twenty meters high in front of Sun Long at this time, and they rotate at high speed, forming a huge blade wind roll around Sun Long's body.

Oooooooo......oo Such sounds continued to come out, accompanied by the shattering of countless mountains and rocks, and the sound of the collision of metal blades that seemed to be like a substance, made people feel terrified.

The strong winds that have turned into substance are not ordinary winds, but the essence of the infinite will to cut, and these winds are like the most powerful blades, and once touched, they will inevitably die.

"These sword blades seem to be consciously swept towards Sun Long, but Sun Long is just a small martial arts junior martial artist, how can he attract this powerful blade to sweep towards him, it's really strange......" Nalan Qingfeng's old eyes stared at the huge and terrifying huge blade wind scroll that exuded palpitating power, and a touch of confusion crossed his old eyes, and his heart couldn't get any valuable answers.

As if he felt some special power, Nalan Qingfeng's old eyes burst out with a gleam, and he suddenly said excitedly: "Don't talk nonsense, Sun Long, this kid, is not dead yet!" ”

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At the very center of the twenty-meter-high blade wind, Sun Long, whose veins were tensed, endured indescribable pain.

It seemed to be a huge blade storm that suddenly fell from the sky, barely giving Sun Long any time to resist, and when he realized that danger was coming, the blade storm had already enveloped him, leaving him no chance to resist.

The powerful whirling storm had an infinite cutting force and attraction, as if it was going to forcibly suck the blood out of his body, and then finally reached a certain point, and with a bang, those rolling veins still couldn't withstand the pressure, and burst open in an instant.

A large expanse of bright red blood was withdrawn from Sun Long's body, and then thousands of scarlet blood flowers were formed, which were forcibly absorbed into those blades, and quickly fused with those blades that seemed to be substance at a strange speed.

Sun Long turned into a bloody man.

Compared to the seemingly endless blade wind scroll, Sun Long's body was so weak that it could be described as weak as an ant. How much blood can he absorb from the destruction? In less than five seconds, most of the blood in the body was drained.

"I ...... Are you going to die? Sun Long shouted weakly in his heart.

It seems that there is still a lot of work to be done......

At this moment, his consciousness fell into darkness in an instant, and he completely lost contact with his body, all senses disappeared in an instant, and a sense of death filled all senses.

This state lasted for about half a minute, and those blades that had absorbed the blood of the treasure faintly changed from gray and blue to some golden light, and then trembled violently, as if there was some special change inside, and they seemed to be a little excited.

Then these high-speed spinning blades gradually condensed a special sword power, enveloping Sun Long's broken body and protecting its flesh in it.

Strangely, this sharp blade, which was supposed to cut any living being to pieces, seemed to show an exceptionally benevolent side to Sun Long, and those wind swept even the nearby stones into powder, cutting the air to pieces, but Sun Long, who was in the center of the whirlpool, was not affected in the slightest except for a part of his blood being extracted.

Just like a bladed dragon, it protected Sun Long's body, and it flew out from the twenty-meter-high sword light that was constantly spinning, piercing through the void of the Nine Sword Shrine at an astonishing speed, and shooting towards the deepest part of the Sword Shrine.

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In the deepest part of the Nine Sword Shrine, there was a golden lake with a width of about five hundred meters.

All of that liquid was melted from metal, forming a sparkling golden patch that reflected the entire deepest space.

In the center of the golden liquid, there seemed to be a huge piece of gold protruding, forming an island-like existence, about 100 meters wide, showing an irregular shape.

The most surprising thing is that the surface of this object actually has nine completely different shapes, as deep as a finger or so, as if there are nine golden ravines, and some hideously exposed on the surface of the gold object.

If you look carefully, these ravines are still distributed according to a certain law, and they are not completely regular lines, among which the sword intent is surging and the spiritual energy is churning, containing powerful spiritual power, it is actually an ancient primordial spiritual pattern containing vast power.

Spirit patterns have been appearing since ancient times, and their shapes and uses, as well as the completeness to which they have been developed, have changed dramatically over countless years of evolution.

However, many ancient spirit patterns are relatively simple, but the power contained in them is endless, and some spirit patterns are even the blood of a warrior's life, just to condense into a spirit pattern, and the power is naturally unusual.

There are also a lot of spirit patterns, which appear on some strange object materials, as if they were generated by heaven and earth, I don't know their origin, but their bodies are carrying mysterious spirit patterns, with a strength that far exceeds the strength of the spirit patterns that ordinary human warriors can create.

In the void, a cylindrical blade that was drawn from the twenty-meter-high blade wind scroll like a swimming dragon across the void slowly landed on the shore of the lake, and the blade floated within a range of kilometers nearby, forming a bladed sword domain, completely blocking the special location of the golden lake.

Sun Long, covered in blood, lay flat on the ground, his eyes slightly closed like gold paper, as if he was going to die at any time.

He had lost too much blood after all.

Except for the sound of the sharp blades colliding with each other, no extra sound could be heard in the whole space, and the whole space fell into a strange state.

Not long after Sun Long's physical body appeared, the golden lake gradually began to boil, and then streams of pale red liquid gradually withdrew from those blade protective covers, and the stars were like thousands of red floating, as if people were in the midst of thousands of flowers.

These red dots gradually surrounded Sun Long's body, slowly rotating in the sky above his body, slowly forming a two-meter-long red circle of light, in which the endless red dots gradually outlined nine ancient spirit patterns of different shapes but relatively simple structures.

These spirit patterns exuded the brilliance of the Holy Jie, and those brilliances enveloped Sun Long's body, as if he was clothed with a layer of shining crystal clothing.

The lost plasma is slowly recovering at a relatively fast rate, and the skin that has been damaged by the bursting of blood vessels is gradually being repaired.

Time was passing, and the crimson mysterious circle of light slowly rotated, continuing to work for Sun Long's recovery.

The boiling liquid was still operating, and the nine spirit patterns on the golden stone gradually began to emit a soft golden light, and countless golden light particles leaked out, as if it was a thin spray of magma.

Strands of gold-like substance erupted from the Spirit Pattern Gully, and then sprinkled into the golden liquid below, and the liquid below boiled even more, and then rippled like a golden tide like a wave.

The endless golden particles slowly accumulated power, and then after reaching a certain critical point, the accumulated power began to gradually climb, only to see the endless golden liquid gradually converge together, forming a substance like a galaxy.

They began to rise out of the surface of the liquid, and slowly floated to Sun Long, who was a hundred meters away, forming a dazzling golden river, slowly rotating around Sun Long's body.

The spiritual patterns on the surface of the golden stone are still swallowing gold, and the color of the river is becoming more and more dazzling, and the powerful spiritual aura of the entire golden stone as the center point is slowly forming a scale.

After about ten minutes or so, the red circle of light that hovered over Sun Long's body completely completed its mission, and then slowly dissipated, turning into countless red particles with a bang, completely pouring into Sun Long's body and disappearing.

Click...... Click...... The surface of the golden stone began to gradually crumble, and the nine spirit patterns on the golden stone were also ready to move, as if they were nine golden dragons, about to break out of the golden stone.

Finally reaching a level that the golden stone could not bear, the nine spirit patterns really soared into the sky, turning into nine scorching golden lights, emitting a loud humming sound, shaking the entire empty world of the Nine Sword Shrine.

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(To be continued)