Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Sword Comes Out of the Mountains and Rivers
The mysterious old man was shocked, there was actually someone here who knew him?
Immediately looked at the person who spoke, it doesn't matter, you know, the old man was also a top powerhouse in ancient times! But Rao was with his concentration, and he still shouted out in horror after seeing the shadow alone.
"It's you, how is it possible, you're not dead yet?"
Ying Duxing smiled and said: "The revenge has not been avenged, and you can't die if you want to!"
The old man sighed a little decadently: "Shadow alone, I really can't imagine that so many races besieged your Shadow Clan at the beginning, only the Demon Race and the Human Race and a few small races are willing to help you, it can be said that at that time, it was the power of the world!"
"But it only caused the destruction of your Shadow Clan, and it was not complete, leaving you behind!"
"And the demon race has lost all its losses and hidden, and it has not appeared for many years, but it is really a cycle of heavenly principles, and the retribution is not happy! Later, the human race actually became the master of the continent. ”
"The power of the world has never fought you, the ancients are broken, everything is empty talk!"
As he spoke, he burst out laughing.
Shadow Duxing looked at him quietly: "Your greed back then made our Shadow Clan fall apart, and I was the only one to survive, and this account was not so easy to repay." ”
Through the short fight just now, Yan Mantra knew that he was not his opponent, and he thought that he could be reborn, but he didn't expect that everything was not his wish!
Yan Mantra looked at Ying Duxing, got up and picked up the charm on the table: "Do you know what kind of charm this is?"
Shadow Duxing glanced at it, "Lingyun Fu, users can soar into the sky within three hours, but they can only be used once, you don't think this thing can let me let you go!"
Yan Mantra shook his head and did not answer: "Actually, there is no inheritance here at all, I believe you have seen it." ”
Ying Duxing sneered lightly: "What, people are about to die, do you still have to be nostalgic for this world?"
Yan Mantra just stared at Ying Duxing calmly: "Although there is no inheritance here, there is a real treasure, but whether you can get it depends on whether you have the ability or not!"
"Kill you, and we'll get that treasure too!"
"I didn't plan to live when I saw you, it was a sword, a divine sword, the divine sword was psychic and chose its own master, I trapped it, but I couldn't subdue it. ”
As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Xuan: "Maybe, he can." ”
After speaking, I saw that its body was getting lighter and lighter: "The original things were not all willing, what else is behind it, that sword is on the edge of the cold pool, so let's do it myself!"
"The divine sword psychic chooses its own master, but its master loves Hongchen, alas!"
With this long sigh, the figure of the spell finally disappeared, leaving only the Lingyun talisman standing quietly on the stone table.
Shadow Duxing's face was full of solemnity at this moment, and he could hear from the words of the curse that the battle of the ancients was not so simple, who was planning it, and why did the curse tell him this?
But what does he know about Hongchen, why doesn't he finish speaking?
Today's shock to Shadow Solo is great, and I can't come back to my senses until now.
Ye Xuan went to pick up the Lingyun talisman, for him, what is the ancient secret, it is not as important as everything in front of him, he turned to look at Ying Duxing: "Duxing, why do you want to do so much?" It's still the same sentence, there is wine today and drunk today, it's useless to think so much now!"
"It's time to come, it'll come sooner or later, we just need to grow up as soon as possible, now, let's go and take out that magic weapon!
Shadow Duxing nodded, turning into Ye Xuan's shadow again, a touch of complexity flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes, and slowly emerged from the cold pool!
Circling around the cold pool, since the curse was said to be on the edge of the cold pool, then he had no reason to lie to them, but which side was it exactly? Ye Xuan circled a few times in a bit of a daze.
"Damn, I'm stupid enough, since I know it's on the side, let's just dig up all the circles around the cold pool. ”
Thinking of it, Ye Xuan jumped up suddenly, and hit the pinnacle of the foot around the cold pool, and the strong force swept the ground, but in an instant, the ground was punched out of a big pit seven or eight meters deep.
Ye Xuan frowned: "What's the matter, is he really lying to us?"
Just when Ye Xuan's puzzled voice fell, he suddenly heard a sword groan, the sword groan was crisp and loud, and there was a sense of excitement in his voice, like a child.
This sound of sword groaning was heard not only by Ye Xuan, but also by all the people in the entire secret realm, which meant that this battle would be for everyone.
"Senior Brother Zhan Wuji, do you hear that?
Zhan Wuji looked at the sky calmly: "I'm afraid this is the biggest treasure in this secret realm, the divine sword is psychic, if you can get it, there are no regrets in this life!"
Zhan Wuji remembered the stubborn figure.
"Ye Xuan, will you also fight?"
"Batian, let go of our grievances first, it seems that it's time to start the real fight!"
"Hmph, I won't be soft then!"
On the other side, Zhuo Qi and his party continued to wander after obtaining the Azure Fruit Meeting, but they found many things that were not good or bad, and shook their heads when they heard this sword groan that went straight to their souls.
"Excalibur was born, but we don't have the ability to fight. After speaking, he raised his head and looked at the sky, and shook the folding fan gently, Ye Xuan, come on!
Besides, Ye Xuan's side, when he saw the birth of the divine sword, Ye Xuan's whole person was fascinated, Ye Xuan is a sword cultivator, he loves swords, and this sword is even more extraordinary, the whole body is full of fierce aura, and there seems to be a faint evil aura on it.
But how could Ye Xuan care, no matter how evil the sword is, the person who uses the sword is the most important!
As soon as the sword was born, it circled the sky several times, and after about half an hour, it slowly stood quietly in front of Ye Xuan, revolving around Ye Xuan as if he was considering Ye Xuan and unqualified.
Suddenly, the divine sword stabbed straight at Ye Xuan's face, Ye Xuan took out the Aoxue sword and blocked it, and then pressed down hard to subdue the divine sword, but the divine sword was not easy.
Between the two, you go back and forth, but no one uses real strength, just a posture.
Ying Duxing said: "Xiao Xuan, you can't do this, the psychic weapon is at least the highest level, with the power of your bloodline and the power of my divine soul, maybe you can subdue him!"
Ye Xuan parried again: "Okay!"
After speaking, he cut his palm, wrapped it in martial qi and flew towards the divine sword, as soon as he touched it, the divine sword made a sword sound, and there were too many things mixed in it.
If it weren't for Ye Xuan's very sure that he wouldn't hear it wrong, he wouldn't even believe that the sword that was sent out just now was reluctance, and nostalgia, as if he had returned home.
Before Ying Duxing could make any moves, he stood directly in front of Ye Xuan, motionless, and Ying Duxing was stunned: "What's going on?
Ye Xuan slowly grasped the hilt of the sword with a little longing, and unexpectedly, he really accepted it, what the hell is going on?
At this time, Ye Xuan only saw that the sword was engraved on the body: Demon Clan, Nine Shadows Remnant Sword!