Above the nameless battlefield.

Mo Yun burned with his life, holding the battle flag in his hand, step by step, approaching the battle array! The fire of life in his eyes began to weaken. Everything has moments of prosperity and decline, and the same is true of life.

With his swordsman's cultivation, he only has more than a hundred years of life, and what is left at this moment is less than ten years!

A belief sustained him, a belief that came from nowhere, but he was willing. The hot blood in the chest will not cool down!

Even though the flame in his eyes became weaker and weaker, he continued to move forward, and his speed slowed down again and again.

His will began to blur, blood covered his eyes, and everything in front of him could not be seen clearly, but he did not dare to wipe it. He was afraid that as soon as he let go, the battle flag would really fall!

The last flame of life, supporting him, approached the battle array.

When he came to the human slaughter, the blood in his body instantly burst out with the last brilliance, and his voice was hoarse, but he was shouting: "The battle flag will not fall! I, Mo Yun, am willing to die!"

The next moment, the battle flag was raised high and thrust into the ground. With a bang, the flagpole went straight into the ground one meter, standing steadily, the blood-colored banner above was waving, and the blood was the strongest!

Mo Yun bent over, holding the flag with both hands, and maintained the action of planting the flag. Time stopped at this moment, and the fire of life in his dark eyes gave off the last trace of brilliance, and finally slowly extinguished, and his will also dissipated on the battlefield.

Without any order, it was said that some skeleton warriors held weapons in their left hands, clenched their fists with their right hands, and slammed their hearts three times, and their movements were uniform! The flames in the eyes of the four spirit beasts jumped, silently, and finally patted their chests strangely.

Ren Tu turned over and got off the cow, and came to Mo Yun almost instantly. Like the other skeleton warriors, he held a gun in his left hand and slammed his right fist into the chest!

"The battle flag does not fall!"

"The battle flag does not fall!"

"The battle flag does not fall!"

Their voices were majestic, and they were all impressed by Mo Yun's will and expressed their respect. Ren Tu didn't speak, his right fist was against his chest, and he stood quietly, his violent breath constricted, and he didn't move.

After a long time, he sighed and whispered: "Is this my fate? 100,000 years of waiting, but in exchange for such an ending? With the spear in hand, when will I fight the world again!"

"In that case, that's the only way for me!" At this point, he suddenly turned over and jumped on the back of the bull, once again recovering the peerless general who dominated the world.

"Where are the soldiers!" the spear was raised, and the sound was like thunder.

"Here!"

"The battle flag will not fall, we will fight ten thousand battles! The battle flag is here, we are also here! All the soldiers, if they are not in the flag, when will they stay?"

"No~!"

Streams of light flew out of each skeleton warrior's body and threw themselves at the drumming battle flags. Withered bones, soulless, scattered on the ground, flashing with a faint light!

In the end, all the brilliance was thrown into the battle flag, and the blood was extremely colorful.

Ren Tu turned his eyes, looked at the four spirit beasts, and asked, "Haven't you returned to your place yet?"

"Gongsun Qi, we are not your subordinates! Is your choice correct? This son, his will is like iron, we will admit it, but his strength is too weak!"

"Since you admit it, then return to your place! I'm not waiting here for long? I'm afraid, in another 100,000 years, I won't be able to wait for such a person, can I watch my soul continue to weaken, and finally dissipate between heaven and earth? The Great Emperor, still waiting for me, how can I ......!"

After a long time, the four spirit beasts sighed at the same time and said, "That's it, believe you!"

After speaking, it turned into several rays of light of different colors and shot into the battle flag. As soon as they joined, the blood color of the battle banner more than doubled!

Outside, only people were left to slaughter. He stared at Mo Yun's silent body for a long time, then sighed the same, turned into a blood-colored brilliance, and threw it into the battle flag, causing the power of the battle flag to increase sharply, almost shattering this space. Kui Niu wailed, and finally threw the battle flag into it.

Between heaven and earth, only blood-colored battle flags were flying, and below, Mo Yun had lost his vitality.

"Junior, everything will be left to you!" Ren Tu's voice gradually dissipated.

The space began to crumble, and the black aura of destruction continued to flow in from the space, destroying everything here. The first to suffer was the great city a kilometer away, which was swallowed up almost in a few breaths, and the space filled with darkness continued to spread.

In the end, only a lonely fluttering battle flag remained, and the body of a green coat below lost its breath.

I don't know how long it took.

Mo Yun's consciousness slowly awakened, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of essence shot out. After carefully looking at the surrounding environment, I realized that this place is so familiar!

Suddenly, he remembered everything. Am I not dead, how can this be?

Here, it's Wujian Cave!

What is this! Mo Yun stared blankly at the banner in his hand, which was not as big as a palm. The battle flag is familiar, and if you look closely, the blood on it is stained, a blood dragon is flying, and the bloody breath is revealed, and it is piercing cold. Everything in the nameless space appears one by one. In the end, only this battle flag remained!

"This is the Eight Desolation Blood Dragon Banner!" he suddenly understood, and muttered to himself. The Eight Desolation Blood Dragon Banner was full of blood, protecting him and isolating all the edges outside.

It turned out that everything was an illusion! He understood what had happened in an instant.

Ever since he stepped into the gate of the Sword Cave, he had fallen into an illusion. In the illusion, he saw the unparalleled demeanor of human slaughter, and he also incarnated as a general holding the flag.

This is a test! a test of the Eight Desolation Blood Dragon Banners! A test of the right will and strength. Since the Eight Desolation Blood Dragon Banner is in his hands, it means that he has passed the test.

Treasures have spirits, and they naturally choose the owner!

The Eight Desolation Blood Dragon Banner, the upper-level Yuan Soldier, the Yuan Soldier, a name he had never heard of! In his cognition, the real soldier and the spirit soldier are all sword treasures.

But there is no doubt that this is a real treasure! Such a rare treasure would be hidden in the Wujian Cave! Mo Yun felt that it was so incredible!

Sword Xuanzong is just a true-level sect in the true domain of the Sword Luo Continent, how could there be such a heavy treasure! Such a treasure, once the slightest bit of news is leaked, there will immediately be countless powerhouses descending, turning the Sword Xuanzong upside down, and the sect will not be able to resist at all!

But Jian Xuanzong is kind to himself, how could he let him face a crisis!

After putting the Eight Desolation Blood Dragon Banner into the Naring and isolating all the breath, he was relieved. The secret of the Eight Desolations Blood Dragon Banner, just like the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter, must not be known to others.

The true power of the sword in his body was running, and Mo Yun suddenly realized: his strength had reached the ninth order swordsman, and he was only one step away from comprehending the sword momentum and stepping into the swordsman!

As soon as he put away the Eight Desolations Blood Dragon Banner, the slightest sharp aura that was originally wandering outside the blood mist was like a cat that smelled a fishy smell, and immediately pounced on him, wanting to burrow into his body. These sharp qi are all ownerless, but the will contained in them is extremely powerful, they are like sharp swords, constantly cutting through the air.

Countless sword-shaped edges enveloped him, scrambling to plunge in. In the distance, there were also sharp qi bolting in, and they continued to gather on the periphery, gradually forming a huge sharp ball, swallowing Mo Yun.

His face remained unchanged, and he let the edge add to his body, stabbing on his skin, and blood immediately oozed out. The sharp qi in the entire space gathered to destroy his body.

"It's just an ownerless edge, just to use it to refine your body!" Mo Yun's heart moved, a smile flashed, and then he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and let the edge wrap him. In the body, a sharp edge also rose, in harmony with the ownerless edge outside.

This is his edge, pure and concise, and sharp and unmatched. As soon as the pale golden edge appeared, it immediately exuded a faint majesty, shocking all the ownerless edges. Those who only showed silver-white edges, as if they were frightened, couldn't help but retreat a few points.

But in the next moment, they were fearless, like moths to a fire, and frantically pounced on them. A trace of instinct controlled them, wanting to devour the golden edge in front of them and strengthen themselves.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the blades of the secret path did not know how to lift, and the true power of the sword in the body erupted, gushing out, leaving a thin layer of defensive light on the surface of the body. The silky silver-white edge plunged headlong, constantly rushing forward, about to rush into the body and devour the flesh and blood.

Let's see if you devour my flesh or if I will suppress you one by one and take you for myself!

The power hidden in his body exploded wildly, and Mo Yun instantly turned into a golden man, the edge of his body was extremely rich, and in the gold, it faintly transformed towards red gold.

The Great Array of Qi and Sea will also be opened for me, refining the edge, and turning it all into my strength!

A roar came from his body, his body shook, and the one hundred and eight atmospheric seas converged again, blooming dazzling light at each acupuncture point, turning into a whirlpool that kept spinning, and an extremely strong suction force emerged, pulling the silver-white edge into it, crushing it into pieces, turning into a pure edge power, and strengthening its own edge.

The rich aura that wandered in the air was also pulled, turning into silvery-white air currents and throwing them into the whirlpool.

Overhead, an ancient sword appeared, floating up and down, a trace of ancient breath sprinkled, forming a golden light cover, on which the mysterious ancient characters rotated irregularly, and then at a glance, they turned into strange spirit beasts, each jumping and running, the breath was majestic.

The silver-white edge passed through this light mask, and the speed immediately slowed down, and it was slowly thrown into the cyclone, and an invisible force emerged from the large array, directly crushing into smithereens.

At every moment, there are hundreds of silver-white edges, which are ruthlessly crushed, turning into sharp power, refining every part of the body. Even the hair exudes a silvery glow, and there is no wind to move.

His mind was calm, the ancient well was not wavering, and he was immersed in cultivation. As the aura was absorbed, gusts of wind swept away, and after the baptism, the space was empty, only the sharp edges were flying, and the ground gradually appeared, showing blue-black, revealing some mysterious symbols and various patterns.

Every cell is excited, boiling, they absorb the edge, and finally wrap it firmly, letting the sharp qi run around in the cell, but nothing moves. There are more than a hundred seas of qi refining the edge and aura, which can be said to be providing a steady stream of power.

Every bone, almost crazy, crackled. Not to be left behind, they each absorbed the almost infinite sharp qi outside, refining themselves, and later, the bones gradually emitted a silver brilliance, crystal round and round, like divine bones.

In the Wujian Cave, there were countless sharp edges, but with Mo Yun's absorption and refining, there was no reduction in the slightest. The power they contain is getting bigger and bigger, and the color is gradually appearing a hint of gold, sharp, domineering, and unstoppable. The wind whistled, like lightning, striking fiercely.