The shadow of the sword finally calmed down, Ye Chang's business was still unfinished, but the day was about to dawn, and he still had a little time for the immortal sword.

"Go ahead!"

As soon as Ye Changsheng's palm loosened, the immortal sword in his palm hummed and trembled, and flew into the air with a thud.

Whoa, whoa,

The long swords in the hidden sword room shook one after another, and the scabbard of the sword body slapped against the wooden frame, like a bird flapping its wings.

The next moment, they really broke away from the sword frame and flew up.

Ten thousand swords hovered in the air, chasing behind the immortal sword, forming a huge vortex of light above Ye Changsheng's head.

"Bang!"

Star Swirl, the scabbard, exploded, and psychedelic multicolored star sand fluttered like a colorful whirlwind, blowing towards the Immortal Sword.

"Click!"

The sword buckle that was fastened on Ye Changsheng's belt was suddenly unfastened, and the purple shadow spirit snake regained its body, turning into a purple lightning bolt, and also flew towards the immortal sword.

The Purple Shadow Flying Snake came first, deftly wrapping around the sword grid of the Immortal Sword, like a relief of a small dragon.

Immediately, the multicolored star sand also flew over, turning into a tassel of multicolored light, and fell to the end of the hilt of the immortal sword.

The temperament of the Immortal Sword has changed suddenly.

The purple dragon-shaped relief adds a bit of power to this ethereal sword, and the tassel of light of the multicolored star sand adds a bit of luxury to this sword.

Ye Changsheng tilted his head, his eyes were full of consternation, as if he didn't know this natal sword anymore.

Immediately, the consternation in his eyes turned into joy, and the corners of his mouth hooked a smile.

The Immortal Sword, the Colorful Star Sand, the Purple Shadow Spirit Snake, and the three spiritual creatures all have their own temperament and spirituality, but they are all branded with life by Ye Changsheng.

Under the harmony of Ye Changsheng's breath, they had accepted each other's existence and got along more tacitly.

The combination of the three, the form is greater than the content, or the content at all.

However, such a form is essential and a necessary path to content.

The form of their combination today is superficial, tomorrow the form of their combination will become profound, and the day after tomorrow they will have content and burst out with real power.

In this regard, Changsheng's heart is full of expectations.

Yu's immortal sword played in the air, absorbing the essence of the sword, Ye Changsheng sat down cross-legged and opened his inner vision.

After demonstrating the sword technique before, he has generally adapted to the new and additional set of meridian systems, and he is also comfortable with the use of energy.

It's just that he hasn't mastered the method of harnessing the dark energy yet, so he hasn't activated the dark energy of the second corpse.

The physical body and energy system of the Supreme Realm were all at their peak, and Changsheng was very satisfied.

Immediately, the long-term business thought turned and sank into the soul sea space.

Sure enough, the space of the soul sea expanded, and it invisibly rose to four zhang!

Soul power is the most difficult to cultivate, and for many people, it is not even possible to cultivate, so the growth of the immortal soul sea space has always been very slow.

Before that, his Spirit Sea Space could rise to seventeen zhang, but the soul sea space was only a little more than three zhang.

In the four-zhang space, the black soul sea is not exciting, deep and heavy, and only occasionally glows with black mercerized light on the surface, like a piece of black condensation.

Ye Changsheng's mind continued to dive, and when he realized the depth of the soul sea, joy arose.

The power of the soul is very powerful, whether it is for a swordsmith or a cultivator.

With a strong soul power, you have a strong sense of power, you can become more focused, more durable, and more comfortable with the control of the body and even energy.

In the same way, the benefits of being placed on a practitioner are even more obvious.

A few days ago, Ye Changsheng was injured by that sword cultivator of the Crazy Sand Gate, and his body was invaded by earth attribute energy, and the reason why he was able to control his injury so quickly was because he had a powerful soul power.

It was with his powerful soul power that he was able to quickly tune in the energy within the collective, harness them, and form an encirclement and suppression of the invading energy.

To measure whether the power of the soul is strong, first of all, it is natural to have a huge volume, and secondly, it is necessary to have a certain degree of condensation.

If the volume is large but not condensed, it is equivalent to a shallow lake that spreads everywhere, and cannot form a strong impact.

Condensed but not massive, it is equivalent to a deep spring, no matter how fierce the whirlpool formed by the spring water, the impact on the outside world is minimal.

Therefore, volume and condensation are indispensable.

Ye Changsheng's soul sea reached four zhang, this is the volume, and the depth of the soul sea he sensed was the degree of condensation.

"If I fight against that sword cultivator of the Crazy Sand Gate now, and then perform soul piercing, how can I make him trance-like for a while, right?" Ye Changsheng couldn't help but think, feeling a little unwilling in his heart.

Or maybe it was because of the traction of his mind, suddenly, the back of Ye Changsheng's hand burned violently.

The mysterious imprint on the back of his hand flashed for a moment, and then fell silent.

Almost at the same time, two black silk threads spread out from the mysterious imprint, like two black lightning bolts, instantly penetrating Ye Changsheng's arm, and then burrowing into his soul sea.

The sea of souls was full of tides, and there was a roar that shook the sky.

Two black lightning bolts, like two giant sharks jumping into the sea, stirred up monstrous waves.

Ye Changsheng was dizzy and in a trance for a moment before he regained his senses.

The black soul sea had fallen silent again, and the two black lightning bolts had disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Is it a delusion?

Ye Changsheng's expression was strange, and after calming down his state of mind, he observed carefully for a while, but found nothing.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his mind automatically switched to the method of soul piercing.

Sure enough, the method of soul attack automatically emerged, but it was different from before, and there was something more!

The secret mystery flowed in his heart, and Ye Changsheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, like the morning star in winter.

With everything in mind, Ye Changsheng got up suddenly, looked into the distance with his calm eyes, and instantly activated the new meaning of the soul attack.

In the sea of souls, a soul ray was instantly condensed, but the top of the soul ray turned into a triangular shape, just like a ...... The tip of the sword of the Shura King!

Sure enough, it has something to do with the imprint on the back of the hand.

Soul Piercing has evolved, and now it's probably a Soul Cone Thorn.

Ye Changsheng's eyes condensed, and the soul cone of the triangular pyramid was released in an instant!

Although it was just an invisible ray, an invisible pyramid, Ye Changsheng clearly sensed the strong cyclone brought out by this pyramid.

The spiral pyramid that hovered and flew out was even faster, and the edge at the top was sharper and unstoppable, as if it could tear through any powerful soul defense.

In an instant, this invisible soul pyramid flew dozens of meters, burrowed into the thick stone wall of the Hidden Sword Room, and disappeared.

Ye Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.