Ai Hui, who was immersed in the increasingly cold and pure sword fetus, did not know how dangerous the situation outside was. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today's sword fetus is very different from before.

They swirled and entangled, like two surging schools of dense fish, and amazingly, each small sword was very different in shape. Some of them are like a stream of autumn water, with a glorious and awe-inspiring brilliance; some are slightly curved like a hook, like a crescent moon; some have no blades of blunt swords, as if they have been eroded by wind and frost; and some have only half of the blades, and the tip of the sword has a barb like a fishhook......

Ai Hui had never seen a sword of so many shapes.

When his mind fell on a certain small sword, the mystery of the sword's use was self-evident, flowing through his heart like a stream. The sword fetus is like a kaleidoscope of swords, more like a peerless sword book containing thousands of sword codex.

Ai Hui has never been so enjoyable.

Studying swordsmanship, Ai Hui is like a blind man groping in the dark. When the swordsmanship of the world declined, the sword canon left over from the Xiuzhen era had long since lost its true inheritance and lost its power in the Yuanli era. Many times, he can only guess and keep trying.

He had no one to consult, many understandings could not be confirmed, and even the sword fetus he tossed out was mutilated, like a deformed plant.

However, drawing on the power of the blood of the gods, this deformed and mutilated plant grew wildly, radiating unprecedented vitality, and the mutilated and deformed place was unconsciously healed.

The blood of the ancient demon god is incredible!

The sword fetus continues to grow stronger and more perfect, and what is presented in front of Ai Hui is an unprecedented and colorful world.

He was hungry for all the nourishment he could have gotten from it, and it was an opportunity he never dreamed of.

As the true meaning of thousands of swords was understood and absorbed, the power of the sword fetus became more and more surging.

If Ai Hui looked up at the scorching sun in the sky at this time, he would definitely find that the extremely domineering scorching sun was much weaker at this moment. Even the golden pillar of light, which was like a substance, and the crushing aura of destruction, became much more dim and powerless in front of the roaring sword fetus.

There were more and more golden rays of gold, and they were like golden mist, in the vastness.

Ai Hui broke away from his wonderful state, and he quickly noticed the anomaly, and the speed at which the golden mist was coming out was slowing down. He perceives it for a moment and finds the reason.

There was no flesh and blood in the sword array, there was a lack of mediums, and the speed at which the divine impurities and the long sword fused was much slower.

Ai Hui groaned, according to the law of time on weekdays, Loulan and the others should have replenished flesh and blood to the sword array before.

Could it be ...... Something went wrong outside?

As long as you climb over the mountains, you can attack the flanks of the enemy's position. Silver Frost didn't hesitate at all, and the roar of the hive heavy artillery behind him was endless, and a strong vibration could be felt on the ground with every salvo.

They have to hurry, and at this point, any bit of time is precious.

The mountains are not high, the terrain is not steep, and there are no obstacles along the way, and it is as easy as an outing. Song Xiao apologized for being relieved, which also showed that the other party did not expect the camp to be attacked, otherwise there would definitely be an arrangement in this position.

What was supposed to be a hearty night raid turned into a tug-of-war. The enemy's tenacity and endless methods made the wolf a little suspicious and suspicious, wondering if the enemy had been prepared.

Smoothly climbing the mountain, you can see the fire lit up by the tower artillery position in the distance. The firelight of the volley of the hive heavy artillery was even more shocking when standing from a distance and watching, neatly like a grating, and the fluctuations generated by the resonance of the Yuan Force were like invisible ripples, which were extremely eye-catching in the night.

After a brief shock, Silver Frost breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and the tense heartstrings relaxed.

Song Xiaoxiao was about to order everyone to advance towards the tower artillery position, when someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look, what is that?"

Song Xiaoxiao felt a stirring in her heart, what she was most afraid of now was hearing such an exclamation, because it often meant that something new had happened.

The exclamation attracted everyone's attention, and everyone followed the voice, and the next moment, the exclamations and gasps came one after another.

"What's that?"

"Oh my God, what is this?"

Just now, their attention was attracted by the salvo fire from the tower artillery positions in the distance, and they did not notice the valley under their feet - the valley was not deep, and the bottom was flat, a typical small basin.

However, at this time, the scene in the valley shocked everyone. A long sword, stuck upside down in the dirt at the bottom of the valley, the tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky. They are criss-crossed, seemingly disorganized, but vaguely contain a certain pattern.

But there are so many of them, too many of them to count, they are densely packed and cover the entire valley, like a forest of swords!

Rao is Song Xiaoxiao has always been calm, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and his scalp was numb for a while.

The picture in front of her was so spectacular! Hundreds of thousands, maybe millions of long swords were inserted into the valley, and the visual impact was incomparable, and she even wondered if she had entered the ruins of a certain Great Sword Cultivation Sect in the Xiuzhen Era.

They pointed silently at the sky, and Song Xiaoxiao knew that these countless long swords were arranged sword formations.

And the surging sword intent was like a giant dragon covered in sharp scales, hovering in a low voice in the Sword Forest.

Over here...... What is it?

Suddenly, an ominous premonition rose in her heart, could this be the real killer hidden by the enemy? With so many long swords, the manpower and material resources required were absolutely astronomical!

Shi Xueman and they used such terrifying manpower and material resources, what are they trying to do?

"Look in the middle of the valley!"

In fact, there is no need to say hello, everyone's eyes have long been attracted by the middle of the valley. The swords in the middle of the valley were very different from the rest, they were like sword embryos that had just been taken out of the furnace, and they stood out in the night.

The glow of the Hive Heavy Cannon salvo lit up the night from time to time, obscuring the flickering lightsabers in the valley.

Song Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly widened, and his frosty face showed disbelief.

The breath of the lightsaber ......

The other soldiers also noticed the abnormality and exclaimed.

"Is it blood cultivation, how do you feel like it's our people?"

"Yes, could it be that they have also started to cultivate blood spiritual power?"

"It seems a little different. ”

"It's different!"

The Silver Frost soldiers were shocked, and the aura emitted by the lightsaber made them feel a little familiar and a little unfamiliar.

The soldiers' doubts Song Xiaoxiao heard in her ears, but she didn't speak. The other soldiers felt familiar and unfamiliar, but she wouldn't, because she had seen a similar breath!

Your Majesty!

His Majesty has summoned only a handful of courtiers, but she is fortunate enough to be in the period. It was at that time that she profoundly understood how powerful His Majesty was, just showing a trace of breath, and the world surrendered!

That time left an indelible impression on Song Xiaopei.

Of course, the breath of the lightsaber is not as vast as His Majesty's, and His Majesty's breath is so vast and boundless, as unfathomable as the vast ocean, that people can't give birth to half of the heart of resistance. But it is much bleaker and weaker, but Song Xiaoxiao is very sure that the two are very similar.

Could it be Ye Shuai?

This idea flashed in Song Xiaoxiao's mind, but was immediately denied by her. No matter how powerful the Divine Fear ruling is, it will not be able to smuggle Ye Shuai to the curtain of the wind in such a short period of time, under the close pursuit of his own side.

She thought of another possibility, a holy relic!

It is rumored that His Majesty's power is the supreme holy relic from the blood of the gods, the blood drops of the ancient gods.

Could it be that Yuan Xiu also got the blood of the gods?

"There are people in the sword array!"

In the center of the flickering circle of lightsabers, a person was faintly visible.

Many people subconsciously swallow their saliva, and their mouths are dry. The scene in front of him was too terrifying, a super-large-scale sword array arranged by millions of long swords, and in the center of the sword array, there was actually a person!

Could it be that this incredibly huge sword array was actually arranged for one person?

Who can use such a huge amount of manpower and material resources? And if such a huge amount of manpower and material resources are pooled in one person......

Almost all people will involuntarily pop up the same two words in their minds - Grandmaster!

Only maybe the Grandmaster!

Song Xiaoxiao made the same judgment in her heart, her heart was shocked, and some doubts suddenly opened up at this time.

Can a super-large-scale sword array give birth to a grandmaster? I'm afraid it can't, but what if it adds divine blood?

The spear of heavy clouds and so on are all disguises, all of which are the enemy's means of delaying time, and the enemy's real killing move is this sword array, and it is the grandmaster who is being bred in this sword array!

There was a rare look of hesitation on her face.

According to the previous plan, they should have immediately charged the flank of the tower artillery position, but when she knew that the enemy might be giving birth to a grandmaster, her thoughts were shaken.

The Grandmaster is supreme!

The birth of a grandmaster is enough to change the situation of the entire world.

Song Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth, made a decision in his heart, and ordered in a cold voice: "Collapse the sword formation!"

Compared to the possibility that the enemy might give birth to a grandmaster, the outcome of their current battle was nothing to mention. Even if the Divine Wolf is destroyed, the situation of the forces of the two sides will still not change substantially.

However, if Yuan Xiu gave birth to another Grandmaster, all of their previous advantages would be in vain. The comparison of the forces of the two sides will change from an overwhelming advantage in blood cultivation to an overall balance of power between the two sides, with blood cultivation only having a small partial advantage.

In any case, break the sword formation!

No matter what, Yuan Xiu can't be allowed to give birth to a Grandmaster again!

Needless to say, other soldiers are also aware of this.

The silver frost on the mountain ridge is like a snow-white torrent, rushing down the mountain range. Charging from the top of the mountain to the valley, taking advantage of the terrain, the silver frost is united, and the momentum is unstoppable!

In the distance, the roar of the hive cannon salvo was drowned out by the sound of the Silver Frostwolf's hooves.

The valley shook, and the sword trembled.

Song Xiaoxiao's heart was as calm as ice and snow, and once she made a decision, she didn't hesitate at all.

The white light enveloped the soldiers of the Silver Frost Tribe, enveloping the wolf hooves of the Silver Frost Wolf, and they slammed into the sword array like a flowing blade.

Everywhere he went, the sword snapped like a dead branch, and fragments of the broken sword flew in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the sword array was plowed with a scar of dozens of feet.

At this moment, a lightsaber beside Ai Hui trembled slightly.