"His Highness the Nine!"

"Save Your Highness the Nine!"

The subordinates brought by Tai Shizhang did not expect that His Royal Highness Nine would be injured by his own earth-shattering thunder, so he was immediately shocked and stepped forward to rescue. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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A bright light shot out from the list text, pointing directly at Tai Shi Zhang, Tai Shi Zhang's subordinates were shocked, and they rushed forward to resist one after another.

After penetrating the three Rongyuan Realm guards, the Earth Divine Light stabbed Tai Shi Zhang in the ribs.

Just as Xin Ming was about to kill Taishi Zhang with another earth divine light, the stone door of the Sword Tomb slowly opened in a rolling sound. In addition, Tai Shizhang's guards flocked to him, and Xin Ming gave up.

At this moment, in the Sword Tomb, there is a space with a radius of five miles.

In the middle of the space, there is a huge magma pool, and the edge of the pool is filled with swords of different shapes.

If you count them, there are eighty of them!

To the east of the magma pool, there is a three-meter-square stone platform, where a cross-kneeled stone statue stands and is covered with dust, as if it has been a long time ago.

When the earth-shattering thunder exploded at the entrance of the Sword Tomb, the statue in the Sword Tomb actually opened its eyes.

A flash of red flashed through the statue.

"After eight hundred and ten years, refining the ninety-nine eighty-one sword, and the last true spirit sword is still missing, the old man's immortal sword body can finally be completed!" A vicissitudes of life voice came from the statue.

As the sound of the statue spread, a wave of scorching qi rushed out from the Sword Tomb, and the monks who were a little closer to the Sword Tomb even had most of their hair burned off.

The cultivators retreated in shock.

The battle of Zhang Bangchang, Zhu Ximing and others also came to an abrupt end.

"Zhang Bangchang, between you and me, there must be a break!" Zhu Ximing unwillingly dropped a sentence and rushed to the tomb door.

Yin Shaojie was not to be left behind, the long knife slashed out, and with the force of Zhou Bingchang's blow, he landed in front of the door of the sword tomb, turned around and rushed in.

Xin Ming fell into Ning Qingying's hands and said. "Sister Qingying, with me, don't worry!"

Ning Qingying nodded and held Bang Wen tighter.

At this moment, almost most of the monks outside had entered the Sword Tomb, but Xin Ming stared at the True Spirit Sword in Ning Qingying's hand, there was a sword spirit in this True Spirit Sword, and he felt that as long as he devoured this Sword Spirit, he would definitely be able to greatly advance his divine sense.

Even if it is a divine consciousness that has broken through to the level of the Spirit Sea Realm, it is not impossible!

"Sister Qingying, I feel that if I absorb the sword spirit of this sword, it is also possible for me to break through the third layer of the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique!" Xin Ming said.

"Then you absorb it!" Ning Qingying said without thinking about it.

The little stick is her magic weapon, and she has already dribbled blood with her to recognize the master, as long as the little stick is strong, not to mention a sword, even ten she will not hesitate to agree.

Again, this True Spirit Sword doesn't know what's going on, and he doesn't want to recognize her as the master at all.

Call!

Under the control of Xin Ming's divine sense, Bang Wen swept and wrapped the True Spirit Sword, and a whirlpool slowly appeared!

"Ah......h

Xin Ming's Soul Snatching Creation Technique was running, and the whirlpool had just entered the True Spirit Sword, when suddenly a terrible scream rushed into Xin Ming's consciousness!

"Who are you? dare to touch the old man's eighty-one soul!" The terrible scream carried a sense of urgency and helplessness.

"Wow, that's so refreshing!"

Xin Ming screamed wildly, he didn't care about the screaming sound at all, just now he suddenly absorbed a trace of energy from the instrument spirit in the True Spirit Sword, and Xin Ming felt that his consciousness body was comfortable all over his body, fluttering like an immortal!

This feeling made De Xin Ming desperate to run the Spirit Snatching Essence and absorb the sword spirit in it.

In less than three minutes, the sword spirit in the True Spirit Sword was actually absorbed by him and sucked into the list text.

Xin Ming felt his consciousness swell for a while, and he frantically operated the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique for a few minutes before he felt better.

"Hey, my divine sense has doubled!"

Xin Ming's divine sense gradually extended, and he suddenly found that his divine sense swept out, and he could see everything within a radius of fifty miles!

Even the dew drops on the tips of the leaves and grass can be clearly seen by ants.

......

"It's so hateful!"

At this moment, in the sword tomb, by the magma pool, the statue suddenly roared, and eighty divine swords of different shapes and extraordinary momentum flew up in unison by the magma pool, flying on the magma pool.

In an instant, the killing intent in the sword tomb soared into the sky.

"It's a failure!"

The statue laughed unwillingly, "The old man has cultivated the Dao of Instruments all his life, and he has laid out the layout for nearly a thousand years, just to achieve the immortal sword body, but I didn't expect to fall short at this juncture!"

"That Bangwen can actually practice the exercises, and it's the Devouring Exercises?"

The statue muttered to itself, a little incredulous. "A machine spirit can actually cultivate, how can it be unheard of?"

At this moment, the statue was simply depressed to the extreme.

He has been refining weapons all his life, and occasionally obtained the immortal sword body Dafa, and built this sword tomb in this underground magma lake, and at the same time, opened the sword tomb to attract some geniuses from the Eastern Emperor Continent to come here, and took the opportunity to sacrifice and refine eighty-one souls.

Once the eighty-one soul splitting is successful, his Immortal Sword Body Dafa will be completed.

But what the statue didn't expect was that one of his eighty-one split souls was actually devoured by a machine spirit.

The Immortal Sword Body Dafa has fallen short!

"The old man is going to kill you!"

The statue roared, and three swordfish flew out of the sword tomb and headed straight for the tomb.

At this moment, Zhu Ximing and the other monks had just arrived at the edge of the magma pool, and they suddenly found that three murderous divine weapons rushed straight through, passing through the heads of the three monks, which shocked the monks.

However, in the next moment, many monks discovered that there were so many divine soldiers flying in the sky by the magma pool in this sword tomb, and they stepped forward to snatch them.

......

Xin Ming had just finished absorbing the spirit of the True Spirit Sword, and had absorbed the essence of the True Spirit Sword into the list, and then he and Ning Qingying entered the Sword Tomb.

Three divine weapons with a momentum no less than the True Spirit Sword flew out of the Sword Tomb Gate, and the target was actually himself!

"Three spiritual weapons!"

Xin Ming was taken aback, and Ning Qingying was transmitted. "Stay away from me!"

Xin Ming held up the magic shield, Bang Wen flew up, and the consciousness body frantically operated the spirit creation technique, and the three spirit weapons swirled in the air.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The impact again and again made Xin Ming's consciousness dizzy, and the three swords took turns, Xin Mingbangwen shook at dusk, and the whirlpool on it swelled sharply, becoming a tornado whirlpool!

The tornado swept the three artifacts inside.

Xin Ming's heart went crazy for a while, and under the operation of the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique, the three swords screamed in unison, and stabbed at the list text frantically, as if they wanted to tear the list text apart.

At this moment, the magic shield on the list text flashed out with a burst of light, but it was held up again, and the tornado swept again, wrapping the three swords inside!

"Wow, that's cool!"

Xin Ming was pleasantly surprised to find that the Soul Snatching Creation Technique seemed to be a special exercise for restraining the soul.

Under the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique, these three swords did not exert the power of the spirit weapon at all, and the spirit in them was absorbed by him by casting the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique.