Ai Hui has always been paying close attention to the changes in the sword fetus. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In just a few days, the sword tire has undergone tremendous changes. From the initial fog, it gradually became the tip of a sword dragging smoke, and then to the yin and yang, and then turned into a yin and yang fish. Now that the sword tire can no longer see the mist, the illusory sword body like silk has gradually solidified.

A small sword of different shapes, gathered together, like a huge school of fish.

What's even more wonderful is that no matter what shape of the small sword, there are exactly the same yin and yang. The yin and yang swords are distinct, but they are intertwined with each other and constantly rotate.

There were constant splashes of fine golden shards, and they floated and sank in the air, like mayflies in the water.

The rotating Yin and Yang sword tires were like swirling whirlpools, and the resulting suction dragged out strands of slender golden mist, like strips of transparent golden satin, tied to the sword tires.

The speed at which the sword fetus grew shocked and incredible Ai Hui, and it also made him feel the power of the ancient demon god. Despite being just a nameless demon god, unknown in history, Ai Hui has not been able to find its name until now. However, after so many years, the spiritual imprint contained in the drops of blood left behind is still so powerful and indestructible!

If it weren't for Loulan's support, the sword fetus would definitely not have been able to achieve such an advantage as it is now. The continuous influx of sword breath brought about the distinction between yin and yang, making the sword mist more condensed, and the small swords that flickered with cold light swam, growing many times stronger than before.

The sword fetus shattered the golden light, and also shattered the spiritual imprint left by the demon god in the blood of the gods, and the shattered spiritual imprint erased the will of the demon god and became the nutrients and food for the sword fetus.

They were the mist of golden satin.

Sucked into the sword fetus, small swords of different shapes, like greedy fish, constantly absorb these nourishing golden mist.

The golden mist seeped into the small sword, and the gray sword body began to appear with a metallic luster.

The fierce and cold breath, like ripples, spread out to the surroundings in waves.

Even in the blood-colored pillar of light, Ai Hui could still feel the thrilling sensation as if the tip of the sword was against the center of his eyebrows.

There were more and more golden rays of the sword fetus crushed, and the aura of the sword fetus climbed at an alarming speed.

Immersed in the pure and awe-inspiring sword intent, Ai Hui's mind was clear, as if the sword fetus and his mind and flesh and blood were integrated. He could feel the joy of each little sword's rapid growth, and they exuded a variety of different scents.

The aura of each small sword is completely different, some are domineering, some are pure, some are gentle, and some are violent. Ai Hui never thought that there were so many different sword breaths in the world, which could be called all-encompassing. Each sword aura is so unique, they are so distinct, they are so distinct. But they are so harmonious and one with each other, and there is no conflict between them.

Appreciating the strange aura of the sword, Ai Hui was intoxicated.

The foundation of the sword fetus is his spirit and spirit, and now that the sword tire is growing, his spirit and spirit are also increasing rapidly. On the remnants of the cultivation sword fetus, those obscure words flowed through his heart like water. Ai Hui seems to have been empowered, and the content that he didn't know before was now suddenly enlightened.

I don't know how long the time has passed, but when Ai Hui wakes up from his intoxication, he is suddenly taken aback.

As far as the eye could see, golden mist filled the air, everywhere, occupying every corner of his vision. The golden mist was so thick that Ai Hui couldn't even see the golden pillar of light clearly.

Ai Hui settled down, and after a while, he understood.

The sword fetus can only absorb the spiritual imprint part of the demon god in the divine blood, and the other components in the divine blood have no value for the sword fetus. However, in the blood of the gods, the spiritual imprint of the demon god is only a small part. A part of the divine blood related to flesh and blood penetrates into Ai Hui's flesh and blood to nourish Ai Hui's body.

In addition to these two parts, the blood of the gods also contains other mysterious powers. And it was the rest of this, which Ai Hui couldn't absorb, and they gathered inside him, floating around.

The power of the demon god far exceeded Ai Hui's current cognition, making him feel awe.

His flesh and sword fetus absorbed only a fraction of the power of the god's blood.

When Ai Hui saw the scope of the golden mist, he immediately became vigilant in his heart. Finally, he straightened out all kinds of strange and powerful forces in his body, and according to the current trend, as long as the blood of the gods was completely destroyed by the sword fetus, he would usher in victory.

The golden mist of unknown composition will become a new hidden danger. As the golden mist increases, the more dangerous it becomes.

The previous lesson is extremely profound, and unfamiliar power must not be easily put into the body.

Ai Hui, who had calmed down, did not covet the power that might be contained in the unknown golden mist. He began to ponder, how could he expel these golden mist from his body? For him, the divine blood absorbed by the sword fetus and flesh and blood was enough to transform his strength.

He didn't have time to slowly comprehend these unknown ingredients.

At this moment, wisps of sword aura poured into Ai Hui's body from the outside. As Ai Hui's spirit continued to grow, he could clearly perceive the endless sword formations in the outside world.

He had an idea, could he channel these unknown golden mist into the sword array?

Almost as soon as his mind moved, thousands of small swords in the sword fetus roared in unison.

On the mountain next to the valley, the members of the Thunder Sword lay staggered. Everyone was exhausted, and some of the team members fell into a deep sleep and snored like thunder. They are so tired, how many sword formations have been laid these days? They don't remember for a long time, they just know that they keep laying out sword formations, day and night. In addition to laying out the sword array, they also need to use the blood and flesh collected from the front line to refine the sword array.

The latest batch of swords has not yet been released, the battle at the front line is not over for today, they have been given precious rest, and everyone is paralyzed on the ground.

Gu Xuan's condition is a little better, although he is also tired on his face, he can still support it.

He gazed with some distraction at the dense sword formations in the valley.

Shi Zhiguang beside him muttered: "I don't know when the boss will wake up?" ”

Gu Xuan came back to his senses and said, "It's almost there." ”

Shi Zhiguang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Gu Xuan's tone was affirmative: "Really! If you look carefully, the speed at which the boss devours the sword array is much faster than before. And it's getting faster. ”

Shi Zhiguang is not a fool, he just didn't pay attention before, and when he got Gu Xuan's reminder, his eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right, that's right! The boss is really getting more and more powerful, and we can't set it up." ”

He slammed his hammer-like fist into his palm, and said excitedly: "When the boss wakes up, take us to kill ten in and ten out! Let them see the power of our Thunder Sword!"

The last time he rushed into battle in the Divine Wolf Camp, he still reminisced about it, and that feeling was so wonderful.

Gu Xuan also nodded in agreement.

But he's older, more mature, and thinks more. He knew that the battle on the front line was fierce these days, and the opposite side was changing every day, and everyone's nerves were highly tense. So far, although the daily battle is fierce, the front line is still quite stable, but for some reason, Gu Xuan always has a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Probably because the boss is not there.

When the boss is there, everyone is like having a backbone. And the boss is not there, no matter what you do, everyone has no bottom in their hearts.

Gu Xuan thought about it for a while, and felt at ease. Because he found that not only the Sword of Thunder, but even the division leaders were the same. Even a person as powerful as the division leader is only looking forward to the boss, isn't it natural for a little person like himself to take it for granted?

At this moment, he completely forgot that he was the deputy leader of the Thunder Sword.

What he said to Shi Zhiguang just now was not a casual remark, but the result of careful observation.

The Boss is waking up!

At this moment, suddenly there was a roar from the valley.

Gu Xuan and Shi Zhiguang were startled and got up.

Ten thousand swords in the valley roared in unison, humming and trembling.

The sound of the sword converged into a torrent, which was terrifying, and the ground under his feet seemed to shake.

Gu Xuan and the others were startled at first, and then they were overjoyed, with such a big momentum, is the boss going to wake up?

Soon, everyone realizes that something is wrong.

"Look at the Blood Sacrifice Sword Array!"

Hearing this, the others hurriedly followed the direction and looked. The so-called blood sacrifice sword array is a sword array that has been refined with the blood and flesh of blood beasts. Loulan found that the sword formation that had been refined by flesh and blood sacrificed was of greater help to Ai Hui.

In fact, everyone didn't know how to sacrifice the sword formation with blood, but they just sprinkled the flesh and blood of the blood beasts collected from the front line into the sword array. Then they found that Ai Hui did seem to prefer the Blood Sacrifice Sword Array, and the Blood Sacrifice Sword Array was often devoured by the boss as soon as it was laid out.

The Blood Sacrifice Sword Array they had set up just now was a batch of blood beast flesh and blood sent two hours ago.

The Blood Sacrifice Sword Array suddenly lit up with a faint golden light, sprinkling the flesh and blood of the Sword Array, which was sucked dry by the Sword Array like sand absorbing water. The blood stained with the body of the long sword in the sword formation was also absorbed and disappeared by the long sword.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood stains in the sword array disappeared without a trace.

Zheng!

There was a crisp sword roar, and suddenly a long sword in the sword array emitted a beam of golden light.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The sound of swords was endless, and every long sword in the sword array reflected a golden beam of light that was like a substance. These golden beams of light were crystal clear and straight as swords, and they crisscrossed and shrouded the sword array.

There was a soft crack, and the blade of a long sword suddenly peeled off a fragment the size of a fingernail, and before the fragment could hit the ground, it turned into flying ashes.

Bang bang bang.

The blade of the sword is like a wind-eroded mural on the wall, and large swaths are peeling off.

The peeling debris turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated into the air.

When the last pop stopped, the last wisp of smoke dissipated, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a strange scene.

The sword array was shrouded in a rich golden light, and one by one the lightsabers were inserted into the ground, and their whole bodies were bright and dazzling, just like the sword embryos that had just been taken out of the furnace, and the sword qi that rose to the sky was staggered and horizontal.