After killing Murong Qianjun, Xiao Yu did not continue to go deep into the interior of the martial spirit tomb, but instead crossed his knees on the ground, using all his strength to use the sword technique to restore the Xuan Qi consumed in the battle just now.

The Yanjian Jue is running at full strength, and a powerful suction force seems to be derived from the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and the Xuan Qi in the Martial Spirit Tomb is forced to be incorporated into the body, and in Xiao Yu's dantian, a small whirlpool is also quietly generated, swallowing the heaven and earth, and the Xuan Qi is gushing out endlessly, overflowing into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and exhausting the fatigue after the original battle.

Although the Yanjian Technique is only a low-level exercise, when it comes to the recovery speed of Xuan Qi, it is comparable to a high-level exercise, so between the Xuan Qi rotation, it is only half an hour, Xiao Yu's body is completely filled with Xuan Qi, and his spirit has returned to the peak state.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling the power in his body, and a touch of heat appeared in Xiao Yu's eyes.

Martial Spirit Tomb, since it can attract so many strong people, there are naturally a lot of treasures contained in it, if you can enter the inner part of the pie, it will naturally have a lot of benefits for your future cultivation path.

Although countless strong people have now penetrated into the interior of this tomb, Xiao Yu's eyes are still as calm as water!

Let you calculate everything, and I will break it by myself. There was arrogance in his eyes, and Xiao Yu's eyes were blazing with fighting intent: The real battle has only started now!

With a low sigh, Xiao Yu set his eyes on the stone chair in the center of the room, and between the flow of his mind, his spiritual power surged out, carefully probing the edge of the stone chair.

Since Li Xiling and the others have entered, it means that there is definitely a way to go deep into the inside of the Wuling Tomb, but the current Xiao Yu has not found it yet.

"Huh?"

A flash of light flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, and where the spiritual power swept just now, a subtle and obscure fluctuation had already been keenly captured by Xiao Yu.

His eyes stared straight at the armrest of the stone chair, where there seemed to be a strange fluctuation, and this fluctuation, Xiao Yu was extremely familiar.

"Is this a fluctuation of the Broken Blade?"

In Xiao Yu's eyes, a touch of doubt had flashed, the fluctuation just now was extremely obscure, but it was a real existence, that was really the fluctuation of the broken blade?

Broken Blade!

Xiao Yu still hasn't figured out the material of the broken blade, but its sharpness, even compared to some third-grade Xuan soldiers, is not too much, ordinary Xuan soldiers, can not even withstand the power of the sword star in Xiao Yu's body, but the broken blade can withstand it safely, and maximize the power of the sword star.

But in addition, Xiao Yu still failed to discover the other special effects of the broken blade, and it was only in this tomb of the Hades that he faintly felt the call of the broken blade.

It was precisely following this call that Xiao Yu came to this martial spirit tomb.

His eyes were slightly raised, Xiao Yu continued to cover the spiritual power on this stone chair, and the spiritual power was in the form of a net, searching the square inch of this stone chair bit by bit, hoping to find a trace of fluctuation from it.

"Sure enough!"

Xiao Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt was already lingering between his eyebrows: "This stone chair, I'm afraid it's a little weird! Maybe it's not just the entrance mechanism of the Martial Spirit Tomb!"

In the strafing of spiritual power just now, Xiao Yu discovered three obscure fluctuations, although these fluctuations are not far apart, but the fluctuations emitted are very different!

Xiao Yu's expression was awe-inspiring, the broken blade had been gently pinched in his hand, the black light flowed, Xiao Yu smiled slightly, that is, he put the broken blade close to the stone chair, and his spiritual power was covered on the broken blade, feeling the subtle fluctuations in the broken blade.

"If you want to get lost, you think of me Xiao Yu too simply!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yu snorted a few times in a low voice, and then his face sank like water, his spiritual power was highly concentrated, and his spiritual power surged out like a frenzy, and the surging spiritual power burst out, and even Xiao Yu's brain felt a convulsion.

Xiao Yu's face was flushed, and with his current strength, he was using his spiritual power to explore the stone chair, somewhat reluctantly.

With his cultivation at the high level of the Concentrating Realm, he can only support the time of ten breaths at most, if he can't sense the direction of this fluctuation within ten breaths, even if he is reluctant, Xiao Yu can only retreat and find the entrance to the inner tomb of the martial spirit.

Ten breaths!

The flush on Xiao Yu's face receded like a tide, and was replaced by an abnormal pale color, but Xiao Yu's face was still sinking like water, concentrating and calming his mind, and completely releasing his spiritual power.

Eight breaths!

Bean-sized beads of sweat have poured out from Xiao Yu's forehead as if they don't want money, and then they converge together, constantly dripping from Xiao Yu's cheeks, making a snapping sound, Xiao Yu's originally upright body shook slightly, but it still did not interrupt the release of spiritual power.

Five breaths!

Xiao Yu's body has begun to tilt a little abnormally, and a twitching pain in his head continues to penetrate in, making Xiao Yu's brows frown slightly, but he still holds on.

The broken blade slashed along the stone chair little by little, Xiao Yu felt the fluctuation of the connection between the broken blade and any part of the stone chair, and his brows were tightly condensed into the word "Chuan".

"It can't be like this, the secret of the broken blade should be on this stone chair!"

Xiao Yu sighed slightly, forcibly suppressed the discomfort of his body, continued to increase his mental strength, and explored more carefully, and the slightest fluctuation could not be hidden in Xiao Yu's exploration.

Two breaths!

Xiao Yu clenched his teeth, and the convulsions in his brain were originally just bursts of convulsions, but now they were connected together, and they evolved into bursts of unbearable pain, as if there were countless hunting dogs constantly tearing at your brain. But Xiao Yu still didn't give up, and he didn't want to let himself fall.

It's just a little bit close, that familiar feeling, just a little bit close.

One breath!

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, there were already spots of blood on his teeth, and there were already stormy waves in the sea of knowledge, and countless spiritual filaments were intricately linked, and then they were tense, as if something was pulling it.

However, this state only lasted for a moment, and the filament of spiritual power, which was originally tight, suddenly completely collapsed with a crisp sound of "collapse"! A burst of unbearable pain instantly changed into Xiao Yu's consciousness.

Xiao Yu just felt that he seemed to have gone deep into the two heavens of ice and fire, and the sea of knowledge was unpredictable, sometimes quiet as stagnant water, sometimes stormy. made Xiao Yu's spiritual world a mess.

Xiao Yu clenched his fists tightly, and his nails had already penetrated deep into the flesh, but compared to the mental pain, it was only the ** pain, Xiao Yu could already ignore it.

After this pain lasted for about half an hour, it finally slowly disappeared, and was replaced by a huge pressure to the extreme, the pressure was like a grinding plate, and the huge pressure made the cold sweat on the body continue to seep out.

And Xiao Yu's expression gradually became strange, she could feel that the countless broken filaments of spiritual power in the sea of consciousness were constantly combined under this pressure and fused into new filaments of spiritual power.

Break and stand!

Xiao Yu really experienced this feeling, the fracture of the spiritual power filament, the pain brought to Xiao Yu was naturally incomparable, but the new spiritual power filament produced by the subsequent fusion, whether in quantity or quality, compared with before, has been significantly improved.

In Xiao Yu's sea of spiritual consciousness, eighty filaments of spiritual power are neatly arranged, constantly combining into new shapes, and they are mysterious.

Eighty filaments of spiritual power, which means that Xiao Yu's spiritual power has officially entered the peak of the Concentration Realm!

The barrier that could not be broken through by crying in the original family was finally broken through by a blow under the madness of Xiao Yu breaking the limit several times!