Chapter 1701 Sixteen Bladed Sword Shadows

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At this moment, Ye Qingyun has already come to the third level.

What he could be sure of now was that the energy just now was not malicious, as if he was observing that his talisman did not conform to the lineage.

If it does, then he can enter the third level, and if it doesn't, he will be wiped out by that energy.

What is certain is that the hearts of the people who came up with this inheritance are very hot.

Ye Qingyun raised his head, looked ahead, and found himself entering a mysterious place.

The surroundings were gray, and from time to time ghost cries rang out.

Shout!

Suddenly, a sharp sword shot towards this direction, and the cold light flashed.

The blade was furious with murderous intent.

The speed of that blade was incomparably fast.

Ye Qingyun's complexion changed, his body trembled, and he hurriedly pulled out the Ruthless Holy Dragon Sword, and his sword aura skyrocketed.

Sonorous!

Blades and golden swords collided with each other, sending out dazzling sparks.

After the blade fell, two brilliant points of light flashed in the gray space.

The two points of light burst into flames, and then a new blade was formed, and it became sharper, and that killing intent also soared straight into the sky.

Two sharp blades floated in the void as if they had eyes.

Shout!

Suddenly, two sharp blades burst towards Ye Qingyun again, flashing with a cold luster as they went.

Coupled with the gray-brown color of this space, people's vision becomes extremely low.

If you want to resist these two sharp blades, you have to rely entirely on mental power.

Fortunately, Ye Qingyun's spiritual power is very strong.

Over the years, he has not only cultivated martial arts, but also has not forgotten to cultivate spiritual power.

The creation of spiritual power is equally amazing.

"This level is not about the way of the sword, but about spiritual power!" Ye Qingyun muttered, and the next moment, his body trembled, and disappeared with a thud, and the golden long sword in his hand swung away violently and landed in front of him.

Bursts of sword qi roared!

Sonorous!

The sword collided again, making a crisp sound.

The sword in Ye Qingyun's hand trembled violently.

He found that the two sharp blades had turned into four sharp blades.

The scene in front of him made his pupils shrink slightly, which reminded him of a certain formation.

It was the formation he had seen in ancient books, called Sixteen Sword Shadow Blades!

This is a special test of the spiritual power of a martial artist, but there is a certain danger, if you are injured, you are likely to become an idiot!

Ye Qingyun's face became solemn, because when those two sharp blades turned into four, he clearly felt that energy had become more powerful.

That's not as simple as one plus one plus one plus one equals four!

The four blades exude a furious aura, and there is a gray light flashing on them, and they are completely integrated with the gray space, so that you can't tell where the blades are!

The four blades were suspended in the gray space, constantly rotating, and with each rotation, the sword qi on the blade's body increased by one point.

Shout!

The four sharp blades burst towards Ye Qingyun again, as if they were surrounded by a four-headed demon beast towards Ye Qingyun, Zhang Kai took a big mouth and wanted to swallow Ye Qingyun!

Ye Qingyun immediately swung the Ruthless Holy Dragon Sword, and the furious sword qi turned into four strands, hitting the four sharp blades respectively!

The four blades hummed and trembled, and one phantom after another appeared.

The four sharp blades soon formed eight sharp blades, and suddenly, one after another, violent sword qi rose into the sky.

"Eight sharp blades, this is the penultimate level!" Ye Qingyun's eyes flashed, in the previous confrontation, his hands were injured, but the immortal blood in his body was urging, and he quickly recovered.

Eight blades gathered together, and the cold meaning permeated the surroundings.

Shout!

A sharp blade crossed a perfect arc in the void and landed on Ye Qingyun's body, floating down like a fallen leaf.

In the face of this sharp blade, Ye Qingyun took a few steps back with his right foot, his body trembled slightly, and at the same time, a powerful spiritual power emerged from him, blocking the advance of the blade like a barrier.

Sonorous!

Dazzling sparks were born again.

Ye Qingyun took a few steps back slightly, his pupils turned purple, and the cold light flashed away.

Purple waves appeared behind him.

Eight sharp blades hummed and trembled, and in an instant, they turned into sixteen sharp blades.

Sixteen sharp blades, each with the ultimate killing intent.

This is also the last part of this level.

Sixteen blades hummed and trembled, and the sword groaned continuously, echoing all around.

Ye Qingyun felt these sixteen sharp blades, and his face became solemn.

These sixteen sharp swords are like peerless beasts, which makes people feel timid.

Ye Qingyun continued to fight fiercely.

He was very fast, wielding a long sword, and the sword aura was calm, with some kind of great power.

The sword whipped up a gust of wind that buzzed all around.

When Ye Qingyun was fighting like this, in the whirlpool of the fourth group, a young figure appeared, he raised his head, looked ahead, licked his lips, and said, "This is the last level, after passing this level, I can get that inheritance!" "That is the inheritance that my father specially prepared for me, in order to let me live in this era unharmed! According to the divine master, when I wake up, the times will change and reach the peak! Those who are sleeping will wake up one by one, but now it seems that what the divine master said."

Extremely bad!"

"The people of this era are too weak, even if I don't get this inheritance, those people can't be my opponent!"

The young man's eyes flashed, and when he said this, his voice was full of strong confidence.

"They're too weak, I can crush them with one finger!" the boy smiled indifferently.

"Okay, just let me pass this last level!Demon Dragon, do you approve of me?" he took a sharp step and appeared in the void, his long hair fluttering, his black clothes fluttering, and an extremely fiery aura emanating from his body, and the demonic aura soared.

In front of him was a kilometer-long black dragon.

The dragon had countless jet-black scales on its body, shimmering in the sunlight with a cold, metallic sheen.

This black dragon is very strange, it has an eye on its forehead, and at this moment this eye suddenly opened, shooting out a brilliant black light, which makes people feel like they have entered the abyss and cannot extricate themselves.

The black dragon looked at the boy, as if thinking about something.

"Don't think about it, I'm the right person for you. The boy said arrogantly, with considerable confidence in this, as if he believed that the inheritance was his. The black dragon nodded slightly, its erected eyes flashing with a strange light, and it also emitted a strange energy fluctuation, like ripples.