Chapter 900: A Broken Sword
The entire underground space is very large, and it is all made of black crystals.
The black crystals are in the shape of flames, forming clusters of crystals that stand in the underground space, reflecting faint fluorescence and scattering colorful colors.
Looking at these black clusters, you can imagine.
In that battle in ancient times, the Holy Demon Ancestor was slashed into the earth by a sword, and the earth collapsed, and the rocks rumbled and rolled down, burying this place into an underground space.
Ye Xuan entered the crystal cluster space and slid down the crystal cluster.
Li Yan jumped onto a crystal cluster, grabbed the crystal cluster with one hand and looked forward diagonally, and sighed, "This place is big enough." ”
Yu Taiqing and other Sword God Sect people also followed into the crystal cluster space.
"Be careful. Ye Xuan reminded and walked forward.
Everyone was on alert, and no one knew if there would be any danger here.
In the entire crystal cluster space, there is a faint fluorescence, which slightly illuminates the entire space after the scattering of the crystal cluster.
Everyone walked around among the crystal clusters, slowly walking forward, and soon saw the source of this fluorescent, a corpse of a heavenly demon.
The corpse was wrapped in black crystals, which were still lifelike, and clusters of crystals had grown on the corpse.
The most eye-catching thing is the broken sword inserted in the corpse of the Heavenly Demon, and the fluorescence is emitted from the broken sword.
There were faint wisps of runes circulating on the broken sword, as if they were suppressing the heavenly demons below.
The Heavenly Demon has been dead for millions of years, but it seems that there is still a residual power echoing, as if it is about to rush out at any time.
When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but show expressions of amazement.
"Is this the Holy Demon Ancestor? Li Yan approached with excitement on his face, but he didn't dare to touch the crystal clusters on the corpse of the Heavenly Demon.
Tan Yuefeng showed surprise on his face, and rushed forward and said, "This is the Ancestor's Divine Sword! Great, we have recovered the Ancestor's Divine Sword." ”
"Don't touch it!" said a warning immediately, fearing that touching the sword would cause something unknowable.
"What are you afraid of? This is the ancestor's sword, and this heavenly demon has been dead for millions of years. Tan Yuefeng laughed.
Ye Xuan carefully observed the sword, and saw that there was a pattern of a sword and a wine jug on the hilt, confirming that this was indeed the sword of the sword god Xuan Lige, but unfortunately it was broken.
In ancient mythology, there are many legends about the sword god Xuanli Song, and there are also many legends about the battle of antiquity.
However, there has never been a legend that mentions that the sword god Xuan Lige used a broken sword to nail the Holy Demon Ancestor.
A sword that can nail the Holy Demon Ancestor to death must be very powerful, but such a sword was actually interrupted, which shows how fierce the battle was in ancient times.
Seeing this broken sword, Ye Xuan gradually began to believe that in the battle in ancient times, the sword god Xuan Lige was indeed fighting the Nine Great Demon Ancestors alone.
This sword was most likely interrupted by the combined efforts of the Nine Great Demon Ancestors, but the Sword God Xuan Lige used this broken sword to nail the Holy Demon Ancestor here.
When the Night Stalker Guard entered, he quickly inspected the entire underground space.
It didn't take long for the captain of the Night Stalker's dark guard to return and say, "Young master, I have confirmed that there is no danger lurking in the entire underground space. ”
Ye Xuan released his divine thoughts, carefully examined the corpse of the Holy Demon Demon Ancestor, and after confirming that there was no divine soul fluctuation in it, he raised his hand and ordered, "Bring the bones back." ”
Two night owl guards stepped forward, preparing to dig up the bones of the Holy Demon Ancestor.
The bones of one of the Nine Great Demon Ancestors of the Ancient World, placed in the hands of the Long Yuan Army, can play a great value.
Tan Yuefeng suddenly stepped forward and said, "Wait a minute! This is the miracle left by the ancestor of our Sword God lineage, when did it become yours?"
Ye Xuan explained: "It doesn't matter who it belongs to, handing it over to the Long Yuan Army can play the biggest role." ”
"What role can a Heavenly Demon Skeleton play?"
Tan Yuefeng sneered: "I think it's fake that you dig up the bones, and it's true that you want to take away the broken sword." ”
Li Yan was immediately a little unhappy, and opened his mouth to scold him: "What's the matter with you, do everything with us." Now it is the Longyuan Army that is fighting against the Heavenly Demon Clan, and what they are doing is what your ancestors did in ancient times. ”
"The Long Yuan Army is also worthy of being compared to our ancestors, this broken sword is going to be withdrawn by our sword gods, who dares to stop it, try it!" Tan Yuefeng said and stood on the crystal cluster and reached out to grab the broken sword.
Ye Xuan frowned and said loudly, "I advise you not to touch that sword." ”
Tan Yuefeng turned his head and said disdainfully: "Showing the fox's tail, right?
"I've warned you, it's up to you to listen or not. Ye Xuan didn't stop him anymore.
Tan Yuefeng pursed his lips and reached out again to hold the broken sword.
However, he was not stupid to the extreme, before reaching out to hold the sword, he derived the Martial God Realm in his palm, and then went to hold the sword.
The moment his palm touched the broken sword, an incomparable aura swept through the entire space.
Tens of thousands of sword intents shot out from the broken sword, instantly piercing through the realm derived from Tan Yuefeng's palm.
"Ahh
In an instant, blood splattered, Tan Yuefeng screamed, fell from the crystal cluster, and the five fingers on his right hand had been broken together, and the incision was as neat as a mirror.
"My hands, my hands!" he cried out in horror as he knelt on the ground, his left hand pinching his right palm.
Tan Taiqing frowned, and hurriedly said, "Get the medicine quickly!"
Several Sword God Sect members immediately ran forward, picked up the broken fingers, took them back to Tan Yuefeng's palm, and then took out the medicine bottle and sprinkled the medicine powder on it.
Tan Yuefeng is a martial saint after all, after the screams at the beginning, he quickly endured it, and after his fingers were connected, he would not be crippled, but this hand would not be able to hold the sword in a short time.
As for whether it will affect the use of the sword in the future, it depends on the healing situation.
Tan Yuefeng gasped for breath, and after recovering his senses, he turned his head and glared at Ye Xuan, and asked, "You already knew that there was sword intent on the sword, and you deliberately harmed me!"
Ye Xuan's face immediately sank, and he said in a cold and hard tone: "I have already reminded you, you are self-inflicted, blame me?"
"You!" Tan Yuefeng stood up, snorted angrily and wanted to rush up and make a move.
The Sword God Sect man next to him hurriedly stopped him: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." ”
"Enough, as a descendant of the sword god, I can't blame others for being injured by the ancestor's sword intent. Taiqing scolded coldly.
Tan Yuefeng snorted, calmed down, and said, "This is the sword of our Sword God ancestor, and it must not be taken by outsiders." Qing'er, you hurry up and get it back. In the door, your kendo attainment is the highest, and there will be no problem. ”
Tan Taiqing turned his head to look at Ye Xuan and said, "This is the sword left by the ancestors, if I can, I still hope that I will take it back." ”
Ye Xuan made a gesture of please and said, "Please." ”