The Spirit Knife had sensed that Ye Fei had two floating spirits attached to his left shoulder, and the blade began to tremble, but it had no ability to slash the spirit alone, so it could only keep passing on the love to the master who did not approve of it, the knife had already dripped blood to recognize the master, and the spirit of Lu Wu in the knife still had a trace of rebelliousness, it had been integrated with the Spirit Killing Knife, but it did not have the consciousness of being a machine spirit, it was now very eager to kill the floating spirit and absorb more spiritual power......

The desire gradually defeated the unruly, and two feelings suddenly appeared in Ye Fei's sea of consciousness, compromise and obedience, and the machine spirit was finally obedient, and from this moment on, it was truly integrated with the Spirit Sword, and chose the same master.

Sou!

A cold light flashed over Ye Fei's shoulders, the two floating spirits were killed in an instant, and the wisps of spiritual power turned into white smoke and threw into the blade, Ye Fei could feel the excitement and satisfaction from the Spirit Killing Knife, although it was very faint, the wonderful feeling was extremely clear.

"The spirit weapon is one, you have now become the real master of the Spirit Sword, I will pass on you a royal weapon recipe, you have to do your best to comprehend."

There was a hint of joy in Lao Kai's voice, and Ye Fei felt in vain that there was something more in his mind, "Taishang Imperial Weapon Formula", this is a different article from the martial arts cheats, which records several methods of using the mind to control the magic weapon, these things seem to have been engraved in his mind, as long as he draws a scoop on the gourd, he can easily do it.

"Spirit Sword, get up!"

Ye Fei's mind turned, the palm holding the knife opened easily, and the Spirit Punishment Knife seemed to be held up by an invisible force, suspended above the palm, and in the next second, the blade of the knife turned drippingly.

"Your current weapon is only five meters, and you know the consequences once the Spirit Punishment Knife falls into the water."

Lao Kai poured a bucket of ice water on Ye Fei, who was having a good time, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly grabbed the spirit knife in his hand, if he really fell into the water, there was only one consequence, jumping into the river to fish, it may not be able to catch it, it is better to calm down and row a boat.

The dark river meanders and flows, and there is no end in sight after rowing for an hour and a half, and the floating corpse coffins on the water can be seen everywhere, which makes people feel creepy at first, but they have become resistant after seeing more, and they are just regarded as some harmless obstacles to bypass, and then there is a layer of misty white fog floating on the river surface in front of them, and the visibility is reduced a lot, and you can barely see the banks on both sides,

"There's too much dirt on the water, go ashore and kill some plankton to go back and pull down ......"

Ye Fei whispered to himself and rowed the oars and slowly approached the shore, the visibility on the river was too low, and he was not ready to continue to drift on the water, there were at least hundreds of floating spirits killed along the way, if he couldn't find a strong spirit on the shore, he would return the same way, and come back early tomorrow morning.

The boat stopped on the shore, Ye Fei jumped on the river bank with a mountaineering bag on his back, fixed the cable on the big stone on the bank, and walked slowly forward, he didn't walk fast, he didn't forget to mark along the road, and every hundred steps took out a button-like gadget from his pocket and put it on the ground, this thing is a miniature signal generator, and it will automatically make a number when thrown on the ground, and when you come back, you can know the exact route by looking at your watch, and you won't get lost no matter how far you go with these gadgets.

The river leads underground, and there are no plants to be seen here except moss, and stones of various sizes can be found everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will hit your feet.

Whew-

A cold wind blew, Ye Fei stopped and sniffed, he seemed to smell a faint smell of rotten flesh, this place is called Wanling Cave, I haven't seen a few decent spirits all the way, it's really a bit unworthy of the name.

Knock Knock Knock –

In vain there was a dull sound of drums, followed by the sound of hurried horses' hooves, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly, and there was a man on horseback, and there was more than one horse, at least a hundred horses running at the same time to have this kind of movement.

Ye Fei frowned, and pulled out the Dragon Soul Sword with his backhand, although the Spirit Punishment Sword was a sharp weapon for killing the spirit body, it could not replace the main attack position of the Dragon Soul Sword, and the heavy sword in his hand made him feel extremely steady.

The drum rumbled, the rapid sound of the horse's hooves came from far and near, Ye Fei stood in place with a broadsword in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the direction from which the sound came, he saw a horse team in front of him, hundreds of high-headed horses galloping towards him, he noticed that the horses' eyes were gray, and the cavalry on horseback were wearing animal skins that had lost their hair, in fact, the animal skins on their bodies could not be described with the word 'wear', and it was more appropriate to describe them with 'wrapped'.

The animal skins of the cavalry on horseback are all tied around the waist, only covering the most critical parts of the man, the cavalry are holding weapons in their hands, all of them are rusty knives, axes and spears, and a few cavalrymen are holding bare wooden handles in their hands, Ye Fei really doubts that he can use these things to break his protective qi, maybe with a little strength it will become a pile of iron slag.

The horse team approached, Ye Fei clenched the hilt of his sword and looked coldly at the horse team galloping forward, he smelled a pungent smell of corpses, these horses and cavalry were not living people, but the 'big zongzi' that the Tufuzi were most afraid of, zombies.

Hundreds of horseback zombies are still only visible to the eye, and those drums beating in the distance must also be big zongzi, it seems that today is difficult to escape a fierce battle of human corpses.

The sound of horses' hooves slowed down, and hundreds of zombie cavalry stopped less than ten meters away from Ye Fei, and the zombie cavalry stood quietly like this, their shriveled faces seemed to be carved out of a mold, making people feel uncomfortable when they looked at it a few more times.

Ye Fei's right hand Dragon Soul Sword, left hand Zhu Ling Knife, he could feel the knife at his fingertips vibrating violently, it seems that this group of zombie cavalry is controlled by the spirit body, no wonder the Spirit Knife is so excited that it trembles.

The zombie cavalry didn't attack, they seemed to be waiting for something, but Ye Fei didn't wait, he killed the zombie cavalry like a whirlwind with a sword in his hand, the purpose of his coming to the Ten Thousand Souls Cave was to kill the spirits, and there was a lot of no reason to let it go in front of him.

Burst!

The dragon soul sword turned into a black rainbow and swept over the neck of a zombie cavalryman, only to hear a crisp click, the shriveled head flew off the horse, the black light was like a moon in the sky, flashing and whirling, and in a blink of an eye, there were more than ten zombie cavalry heads in different places......

The fierce zombie cavalry is invincible in the Ten Thousand Souls Cave, and ordinary Tufuzi are paralyzed when they are frightened, where do they still have the courage to come forward and fight? In the eyes of the zombie cavalry, breaking into the grave and treasure hunting humans is the blood food sent to the door for them to hunt, but today the roles of the prey and the hunter seem to have been reversed, and the clumsy zombie cavalry is wantonly harvested like melons and vegetables under Ye Fei's sword.

The white mist-like spiritual power floated out from the broken neck gap, converging into a strip of white silk into the body of the Soul Sword, at this time, the Soul Knife was like a dry giant sponge, no matter how much spiritual power was collected as ordered, the body of the zombie cavalry seemed to be cut by a sharp sickle like wheat straw, leaving only the zombie horses silent.

Woo - the belated horn sounded sadly, the horse's back was empty, and the zombie horse, which received the order to attack, turned its four hooves and circled in place.