"Zhou Bingchang, Ouyang Yu is a character more than a thousand years ago?"

Xin Ming looked at Ouyang Yan, and his divine sense transmitted Zhou Bingchang, Zhou Bingchang was a Tianjiao figure of the Lingyuan Sword Sect more than two hundred years ago, and he should know about this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, this Ouyang Yu is indeed a refining master a thousand years ago, and the classics of later generations only record his instrument skills, and there is not much description of his cultivation......," Zhou Bingchang quickly said. "According to the estimation of his subordinates, it should be on the Soul Bridge!"

"Soul Bridge Realm?!" Xin Ming was startled.

It turned out that this Ouyang was famous in the Eastern Emperor Continent because of his outstanding instrument a thousand years ago.

Time passed, some of his contemporaries ran out of life and fell, and some went to Zhongshenzhou to seek a higher level, it is rumored that after Ouyang Yu established a sword tomb here, he also did not know where to go, the world said that he went to Zhongshenzhou, some said that he had fallen, and some said that he built a sword tomb and buried himself in it.

At this moment, many monks were very terrified in their hearts, and they did not expect that the man of the hour a thousand years ago was not dead, hiding underground, and being a living dead.

"The old monster more than a thousand years ago, cultivating to 100% is already in the Soul Bridge Realm......"

Xin Ming's heart sank, and he had the idea of retreating, but the passage when he came had been cut off by the broken gold stone.

At this moment, Ouyang Yu let out a strange scream, and more than seventy spiritual weapons were actually under his control, flying all over the sky!

In an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

More than a dozen monks who did not react were instantly pierced by the divine soldiers and died.

Seeing those monks dead, Xin Ming quickly propped up the magic shield to protect Ning Qingying, and Zhou Bingchang and the others were also waiting beside Ning Qingying.

At this moment, Xin Ming and the others had already retreated to a corner of the Sword Tomb space to resist the constantly invading flying swords.

In the blink of an eye, under Ouyang Yu's spirit weapon flying sword, there were still more than 100 monks alive on the scene, but except for a few powerful monks, most of them were embarrassed.

Xin Ming knew in his heart that Ouyang Ming's main purpose was not on other monks, but on his list!

"Damn!

Knowing this, Xin Ming's heart was horizontal, instead of dodging, it was better to fight, this underground tomb had been closed, and if he wanted to survive, he had to kill Ouyang Yu.

In Xin Ming's opinion, although this Ouyang Yu was a character from a thousand years ago, but now he has no physical body, and his state seems to be very bad, it is a good time to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Boom!

Bang Wen flew out at dusk, and after knocking a sword away, Bang Wen's shield was propped up, and he took advantage of the situation to wrap up a spiritual qi sword that was close to him.

The Soul Snatching Creation Technique was running wildly, Xin Ming shouted comfortably, his divine consciousness increased sharply, and his consciousness body was saturated for a while.

On the other side of the magma pool, Ouyang Yu watched as Bang Wen absorbed his Spirit Weapon Sword one by one, and he didn't seem to have any heartache.

"Hehe, the more you absorb, the easier it will be for the old man to control you!" Ouyang Sen smiled, although the sword spirit of each sword was refined by countless Tianjiao souls who had entered the Sword Tomb, it implied a trace of his divine sense.

As long as that Bangwen absorbed a certain amount of his divine sense, he could control it with secret methods.

Xin Ming can't manage so much, as long as it helps him to be strong, he won't let it go.

In the blink of an eye, under Xin Ming's devouring, only fifteen of the more than seventy swords were left flying in the air, and Zhu Ximing and the others didn't seem to see anything wrong, no longer grabbing the sword, but shrunk to the corner of the sword tomb and watched the changes.

"This list is actually a spiritual weapon!"

Zhu Ximing looked at the Bangwen flying in the air, and then looked at Ning Qingying, who was protected by Zhou Bingchang and Zhang Bangchang, and his heart was already turbulent, "Who is this girl? She actually has such a powerful spiritual weapon, and is also protected by Zhang Bangchang and other two powerful masters?"

Zhu Ximing, as the chief disciple of the Heavenly Fortune Sect, knew Li Lingfan of the Lingyuan Sword Sect, but he didn't know Ning Qingying.

"Stinky woman, with such a powerful spiritual weapon, as long as you come out of this sword tomb, you will definitely be hunted down and killed by the powerhouses of the Eastern Emperor Continent!" Yin Shaojie stood in the corner of the space, the hatred in his eyes undiminished. He had already thought of a way to deal with Ning Qingying.

Time passed, and in the shock of Zhu Ximing, Yin Shaojie and others, the spiritual swords in the sky were absorbed by Xin Ming one by one, and one by one turned into scrap iron, which fell into the magma pool and turned into bubbles.

Still flying in the sky, only a black ancient sword remained!

At this moment, Xin Ming's divine sense had already broken through three times!

Whether it is the strength of his divine consciousness or the tenacity, it has increased several times, and his consciousness body has been condensed to a certain point!

Because the consciousness body absorbed too much sword spirit, Xin Ming found that the tip of his right index finger was no longer transparent, but had become a state of mist!

Seeing this scene, Xin Ming was overjoyed. "If I absorb more sword spirits, will I be able to condense my body?"

Just when Xin Ming was surprised.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... It's time for the old man to close the net!"

Suddenly, Ouyang Yan let out a loud laugh, and his illusory form moved.

Ouyang Yu's illusory body turned into a sword, and pounced on the only remaining black ancient sword in the air, the black ancient sword buzzed, and suddenly grew dozens of times larger, becoming ten meters long, like a black gate board!

With a momentum that tore through everything, even the heavens and the earth, this sword slashed towards Xin Ming's body----- Bangwen.

Ouyang Yu knew the strength of the spirit weapon, and only a strong shock could make the instrument spirit in the list text stun, so that he could perform the soul searching technique and seize the devouring technique of the list of weapon spirits!

As for the eighty Dao Weapon Spirits that were devoured by that list of artifact spirits, he was confident that he would take them back!

When the huge crisis came, Xin Ming exploded all over his body, roared, the magic shield was propped up, the skyrocketing divine consciousness surged, and the thunder killing sword light that had already been formed greeted him!

"What?

The moment the Thunder Killing Sword Light appeared, Ouyang Yan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed.

He never expected that this list was already a medium-grade spiritual weapon!

After the spirit weapon is advanced, it will have one of its own skills, and the list in front of him will show his skills, which is the best proof.

However, if Ouyang Yu knew that the Thunder Killing Sword Light was already Bangwen's third skill, he would probably be so depressed that he would vomit blood.

At this moment, Ouyang Yu's heart sank to the bottom.

He had already broken through to the Soul Bridge Realm, and in order to cultivate the Immortal Sword Body Dafa, he forcibly collected the souls of the Tianjiao monks to refine eighty-one instrument spirits, causing the physical body to become nirvana, and his cultivation had even descended to the early stage of the Spirit Sea Realm.

After cultivating to the Soul Bridge, there will be a close connection between all the split souls, like a bridge, which is also the reason why Ouyang Yu is not afraid of Xin Ming devouring his eighty sword spirits!

But that's no longer the case.

The list in front of him is actually a medium-grade spirit weapon, and its skills are comparable to the middle stage of the Spirit Sea Realm in one hit!

Thundered!

The Thunder Killing Sword Light collided with Ouyang Ran's black giant sword.

The cultivators only felt a shaking in front of them, the ground shook, the light on the stone walls around the sword tomb shone, and the cave protection magic circle shattered!

The powerful air currents slammed the monks into the stone walls one by one.