Chapter 242: The Spirit of the Sword

The martial arts aura in Lingyun Cave is a little stronger than the outside world, and the pressure is so strong that it is no different from ordinary people swimming in hot water. Fortunately, Xia Yang used the idea of gourd view at this time to suppress the divine soul with a treasure bottle, so that he could withstand the pressure of the martial arts aura on the divine soul and was able to barely move.

As soon as he entered the Lingyun Cave, far away, he felt that the terrifying and boundless power of the Fire Qilin, which was even greater than him, was like a great sun, and it was a fatal threat to him!

However, Xia Yang was not afraid, he just sighed at the terrifying vitality of the fire qilin, and flew all the way to the depths.

Although the fire qilin is terrifying, it has been driven away by his real body, as long as he doesn't provoke it, it shouldn't dare to go back in a short time.

Moreover, the fire qilin has no wisdom now, and acts entirely on instinct, and it is impossible for him to understand the method of releasing qi and blood, and Xia Yang is not without resistance in front of it.

Came to the tomb of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor again, after going back and forth, the black gas in the stone room at this time has been dense to the extreme, and has even begun to gradually spread to the surrounding stone room, Xia Yang snorted coldly, and the gourd treasure bottle suddenly shined brightly, driving away the layers of black gas, this time, he did not have any reservations.

The divine soul is not an entity, silent, ethereal, the thick earth naturally cannot be hindered, Xia Yang Imperial Envoy Divine Soul easily penetrated down, came to the depths of the earth, and finally discovered the source of the black qi!

I saw that in the depths of the earth, there was a space of nearly 100 square meters, and what was extremely shocking was that in the center of the space, there were nine golden chains the thickness of ordinary people's arms, which were locking a long knife with a pitch-black body.

"Unexpectedly...... Just a knife?" Xia Yang was a little incredulous.

He wasn't unprepared, but he had clearly sensed that those black qi were conscious, so he instinctively judged that it should be a person. But what made people even more shocking was that this unknown pitch-black long knife, which I don't know what its origin was, was locked here by nine golden long chains in some kind of formation, and it still exuded a monstrous black evil aura all over its body, which was extremely evil.

"What a magic knife, this is it...... Is it the legendary world's first evil sword, the Great Evil King?"

Xia Yang subconsciously thought of the peerless evil soldier of this plane who devoured the heavens and the earth, and the ghosts and gods were cleared. But he quickly rejected this idea, because the place where the Great Evil King was born was not in this Lingyun Cave at all, and the "Four Absolute Murder Weapons" had not yet arrived, and without the traction of the Four Great Evil Soldiers, it would be impossible for the Great Evil King to reappear in the world.

However, even if he is not the Great Evil King, Xia Yang can feel that the power of this magic knife is by no means below that King of Evil Soldiers. Even he, in front of this peerless fierce knife, he had an ant-like feeling, just like the cyclops he encountered under the ghost cave of the Exquisite Ancient City, it can be said that he has no resistance at all.

Thinking hard about the various divine weapons in the Fengyun world, whether it is TV, comics or or, Xia Yang can't match the magic knife in front of him, and judging from the Huolin Sword and Snow Drinking Sword that he has already seen, this black knife is only better than the top ten divine weapons in the wind and clouds!

If the speculation is correct, this magic knife must have been suppressed here by the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and the knife that can be suppressed by the Yellow Emperor, how can it be so simple?

In Xia Yang's shocked gaze, this magic knife continued to release a thick black qi, corroding the nine golden chains, and the black qi in the stone chamber above was nothing more than it escaping. And under the invasion of black gas, the color of the chain has been very dull, and it seems that there is a feeling of letting it break free at any time.

"This knife, let it be born, I'm afraid it will cause endless harm!"

Xia Yang's expression was gloomy, if this knife had nothing to do with him, it would be fine, but the dragon vein that suppressed this magic knife had already caused his Ten Thousand Realms Bead to suck the dragon soul, and he no longer had the power to fight it, as the initiator, how could he sit idly by!

"I'll try the pure yang power of the magic needle first, can it work on this magic knife?"

Seeing that the golden light on the chain was already extremely dim, Xia Yang knew that there was not much time left for him, so he immediately drove the magic breaking needle and stabbed the pitch-black blade.

As soon as the Demon Breaking Needle approached the black knife, a piece of golden light burst out, but although the pure yang power on the flying needle could break through the black qi, it was stabbed on the blade of the knife without any harm.

"No...... The material of this knife is too hard to break from the outside. Xia Yang frowned, but his eyes soon lit up: "Hmm...... If you can't do it from the outside, then try to start from the inside?"

After a little thought, Xia Yang immediately affirmed his idea. From the confrontation with the black qi emitted by it from the front, he found that there was a consciousness in it, that is to say, the magic knife has a spirit, and since the blade has a spirit, that is to say, as long as he destroys the true spirit in it, no matter how powerful this magic knife is, it can no longer act independently.

Just looking at the power of this magic sword, I'm afraid that its sword spirit is by no means ordinary, and he may not be the opponent of that sword spirit.

However, Xia Yang has never been a cowardly person, let alone afraid of danger, this matter started because of him, and it must end in his hands, otherwise the power of cause and effect involved is by no means something he can easily afford.

"It's just a knife left and right, no matter how powerful it is, how can I Xia Yang retreat?" Xia Yang's eyes condensed, his spirit was now in the realm of exorcism, and he had all kinds of means, fighting with that knife spirit, it was still unknown who would kill the deer.

Immediately, he drove his divine soul and urged the gourd treasure bottle to the extreme, rushing into the black qi and submerging into the blade.

Just as Xia Yang's divine soul penetrated the black mist and entered the blade of the knife, he clearly saw that on the pitch-black blade, there were dense cracks, and he couldn't help but feel incredible in his heart: "This knife is actually broken...... What kind of strength can make this knife hurt? Could it be Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?"

"No...... The material of this knife is too hard to break from the outside. Xia Yang frowned, but his eyes soon lit up: "Hmm...... If you can't do it from the outside, then try to start from the inside?"

After a little thought, Xia Yang immediately affirmed his idea. From the confrontation with the black qi emitted by it from the front, he found that there was a consciousness in it, that is to say, the magic knife has a spirit, and since the blade has a spirit, that is to say, as long as he destroys the true spirit in it, no matter how powerful this magic knife is, it can no longer act independently.

Just looking at the power of this magic sword, I'm afraid that its sword spirit is by no means ordinary, and he may not be the opponent of that sword spirit.

However, Xia Yang has never been a cowardly person, let alone afraid of danger, this matter started because of him, and it must end in his hands, otherwise the power of cause and effect involved is by no means something he can easily afford.

"It's just a knife left and right, no matter how powerful it is, how can I Xia Yang retreat?" Xia Yang's eyes condensed, his spirit was now in the realm of exorcism, and he had all kinds of means, fighting with that knife spirit, it was still unknown who would kill the deer.

Immediately, he drove his divine soul and urged the gourd treasure bottle to the extreme, rushing into the black qi and submerging into the blade.

Just as Xia Yang's divine soul penetrated the black mist and entered the blade of the knife, he clearly saw that on the pitch-black blade, there were dense cracks, and he couldn't help but feel incredible in his heart: "This knife is actually broken...... What kind of strength can make this knife hurt? Could it be Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?"