The surging blood made Rong Yu feel a little flustered, and he frowned and looked around for the root.

As far as the eye can see, there are spirit swords everywhere, and bright, eerie, and various aurities come into view.

With his perception, Rong Yu chose the direction to move slowly, and the further he went, the faster the blood flowed, and the stronger the throbbing in his heart. Inexplicably flustered, even his hands were trembling.

"What does that mean!"

When he approached a rust-clad sword, his own blood was almost burning, his face was reddened, and it was difficult to breathe.

And the sword seemed to sense Rong Yu's arrival, and involuntarily raised the tip of the sword in the direction of Rong Yu, as if it was not a sword, but a dangerous poisonous snake, standing up and spitting out letters at him.

It was a seven-foot-long iron sword, the body of the sword was rusty, dull, the blade was also very thick, there was no edge, it seemed that it had not been bladed, and the hilt of the sword was faintly covered with dust and could not be recognized.

Rong Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed the iron sword in his hand, the strong impact of consciousness made his eyes black, and his subconscious told him that this sword was very dangerous and needed to stay away.

The more this happened, the more Rong Yu's competitive heart was aroused, he bit his steel teeth, the green tendons on the arm of his right hand burst into proximity, he opened the Buddhist Demon Sutra, mobilized the strength of his whole body and grabbed the hilt of the sword with his hand, and firmly controlled the sword.

With all his might, Rong Yu finally put the sword in front of him and looked at it carefully.

Beneath the thick rust seemed to hide a raging beast, untamable.

"I'm here to see what you've become!"

He gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the index finger of his left flicked into the blade with precision, striking precisely against the thick rust.

"Ding!~~"

The crisp sound of the sword vibrated in the air, and several large pieces of rust on the sword body were shattered and fell, leaking out the dark sword body, and countless powerful resentments rushed out of the sword body, and Rong Yu's hairs exploded.

"Slay the dragon!"

Two quaint seal carvings leaked out of the sword body, and there was a blood-red liquid flowing in the lines of the two characters.

"Ahh

An exclamation came from the Miao Jin Wei in the sea of knowledge, and the voice was unnaturally vill because of excitement.

"Ang!~~"

The ancestral dragon soul entrenched in the Tree of Earth let out a sad dragon groan!

"Lao Miao, this sword is a bit evil, I can't seem to control it!" Rong Yu said with difficulty.

"Hey, I don't know how much dragon blood is infused into this sword, and it has taken away countless dragon spirits, it is a weapon!" Miao Jin Wei sighed and continued to speak.

It turns out that the name of this sword is called the dragon, and according to legend, it is the sword of the first emperor of ancient times. Legend has it that in ancient times, the dragon clan flourished, and they gradually ruled the heavens and the earth for two terms with their powerful bodies and devastating skills, with a total of nearly 10,000 dragons.

The huge consumption of resources caused by the growth of the dragon clan has changed the fortunes of heaven and earth, and the cultivation resources of the human race and the demon race have been deprived of a large amount, and even threatened the normal survival of the human and demon races.

Infighting between dragons often implicates the habitat of the Terrans, and sometimes the battle between the two dragons directly destroys a city of the Terrans, causing a large number of casualties.

Finally, the ancient human race could not bear it, gathered the aura of heaven and earth, gathered the five elements of colored stones to condense this dragon sword, and killed the strong clan of the dragon clan, and since then the dragon clan has fallen into decline, and the human race has gradually prospered.

This dragon-slaying sword was full of the blood of at least thousands of dragons, containing the aura of thousands of dragons, and disappeared along with the human emperor.

After listening to Miao Jinwei's introduction, Rong Yu said in his heart: "No wonder I am so jealous of it, it turns out that I am pregnant with dragon blood and am shocked by the dragon clan anger in the sword." ”

"Is there a way to subdue this sword?"

"Refined by the ancient powerful human emperor, not everyone can accept it casually, and those who are not the chosen ones cannot accept it!

"Ding, buzz, ding......" Miao Jinwei had just finished speaking, when suddenly all the swords in the sword forest emitted a piercing sword sound.

All the warriors present unconsciously stopped the movements in their hands and looked around blankly.

"Ten thousand swords roar in unison!, what's going on!?" a warrior asked.

It turned out that Rong Yu's stubborn temper came up, and he clutched the hilt of the sword tightly, trying hard to control him, so that Yin Yin's blood flowed on the handle and flowed directly down the handle to the sword body.

The blood flowed to the sword body and directly submerged into it, and after the dragon slaying sword absorbed Rong Yu's blood, the sword body changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The rust has fallen off, the dark luster is weird, a smart black dragon is swimming in the sword body, and the hilt of the sword has gradually become clear and simple The accessories are not gold or wood, and the material can not be seen, but a faint sense of simplicity is revealed.

With the transformation of the Dragon Slaying Sword, countless dragon spirits emitted a dragon groan in the sword body, and Rong Yu felt that this sword was actually in line with his heart.

The clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and a large cloud obscured the sky, and the day here gradually turned into night!

He stood up, the dragon sword in his hand raised high, pointing diagonally at the endless sky.

"Ahh

"Ding!~~"

Rong Yu let out a roar of rage, and the dragon slaying sword let out a long sword sound. A lightning-like sword intent soared into the sky.

With the sound of the dragon sword, it was as if a giant beast that had been dormant for 10,000 years came out of its hole, and the heavens and the earth changed color and ten thousand swords roared in unison! The scene was extremely shocking.

After a long time, the ten thousand swords were silent, the scene gradually quieted down, the light appeared again, and the light of the sun shone on the earth again.

Rong Yu's mind moved, and he slashed the dragon into the sea of knowledge. He stood there quietly, letting the breeze blow his long hair.

"What happened just now?"

"It seems that some heaven and earth treasure has appeared, but it has disappeared in an instant. ”

"What a terrible momentum, what the hell is it?" everyone was talking about and didn't know what was going on.

Soon, Kuohai, they all chose their favorite swords and returned to Rong Yu.

The sisters of the Miao family chose the sister sword according to Rong Yu's prompts, and the younger sister Miao Qidi chose the silver one, which was wrapped around the waist, and the female warrior uniform for her small short fight was also very matched, and her *** was particularly slender.

Miao Qiyu has an introverted personality, and she chose the white waist sword.

Although Yahime is a killer, judging from his current contact, he is not a cold person. She happily held the boot sword, one hand kept stroking, and she couldn't put it down. He said to Rong Yu: "Thank you! This is really a good sword, especially suitable for me." ”

Rong Yu smiled slightly: "That's good, don't forget our agreement." ”

Mu Zhong stood quietly aside with the Shining Sun Sword in his hand, and the seven-foot blade was red and dazzling, very conspicuous.

The funniest thing is Kuohai, a big man with five big and three thick, holding a gorgeous four-foot female sword in his hand, dodging and embarrassingly revealed.

Miao Qidi snatched the sword while Kuohai was not paying attention, handed it to Rong Yu and asked playfully: "Brother Yu, how about you take a look at the sword that Kuohai chose for his future daughter-in-law?"

Rong Yu smiled and shook his head to take the sword, and said to Miao Qidi: "You, naughty, be careful of turning your face in the open sea." ”

A familiar feeling came from the sword, Rong Yu gently pulled out the sword body, a chill hit his face, Rong Yu secretly muttered: "It turned out to be it!"

It turned out that this was an ice crystal sword refined by "myself" thousands of years ago, and this sword was refined with cryolite from the South China Sea, which was full of cold, and was the favorite of immortal cultivators who practiced ice and snow martial arts.

"Kuohai, good vision, this sword is called Ice Crystal, the first grade spirit sword of the ground level, if this is a girl in the summer, don't immediately throw yourself into your arms. Rong Yu praised.

"The first grade of the earth level! Oh my God! I found a treasure! haha!" Kuohai obviously didn't figure out the grade of the sword, just because this sword was good-looking, he didn't expect to have a surprise.

Rong Yu looked at his satisfied face, and said slowly: "The Yaoyang Sword selected by Mu Zhong, the Fengling Sister Sword selected by Qi Di, and the Fengling Sister Sword selected by Qi Yu are all mid-grade spirit swords of the ground level. ”

"Ahh

"As for Yeji's one, it's powerful, it's a spirit sword at the pinnacle of the middle grade of the ground level that a martial emperor refined for her sister thousands of years ago, and the sword name is 'Netherworld'. It's just that this kind of non-gold and non-wood material, I'm afraid there is only this one in time now!"

"Really, great!" Yahime cheered.

"No, big brother, I'm losing!" Kuohai looked frustrated, with unwillingness on his face.

"But you are not at a loss, your sword can be upgraded, it depends on the realm and swordsmanship of the slave swordman. Rong Yu comforted.

"How do you know so much, and do you all believe what he says?" Ye Ji looked at Rong Yu, and then at everyone.

"Haha!" several people looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Rong Yu turned around and pointed to the Nether Sword in his hand, motioning for him to give the sword to himself, but Yehime hesitated for a moment and handed the sword to Rong Yu.

Rong Yu took the sword, and with a real urge, the ghost sword actually emitted a sword light of nearly a foot, he shook the sword flower thoughtfully, and danced while talking: "The sword material of the Netherworld Sword is taken from the Valley of the Death God of the Twelve Valleys of the Underworld, and it is made of a celestial guest stone, and the slave sword can use the soul to urge it to unite the human sword, and the voice of the undead can be heard when the sword is released, which makes people shudder." ”

As soon as Rong Yu's voice fell, a sword stabbed out and pointed directly at Ye Ji, and the cold aura of death shrouded out.

A flower bloomed in front of her eyes, and an aura that seemed to come from hell enveloped her inside, making her feel as if her life was passing, and a desolate feeling made her fighting spirit completely lose her body and softened directly.

"Whoa!"

It wasn't until one of the corners of Yeji's clothes was cut off that she came back to her senses, wiped the cold sweat from the corners of her forehead with her hands, and silently took the sword handed over by Rong Yu, opened her mouth and didn't say a word.

Rong Yu said solemnly to her: "This sword is dripping blood to recognize the master, and you will only be recognized in your life, and you can only save your life and not kill people, because every time it takes a person's life, it will become irritable, and it will directly affect the mind of the slave sword, remember!"

"Why do you know so much?" asked Yahime reluctantly.

Rong Yu leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "If I say that I am the friend of life and death of the refiner of this sword, do you believe it?"

With that, he turned back to Kuami, leaving a terrified Yahime in a mess.