"Whew" Yang Zhen stayed in its stomach, panting heavily, no matter how fishy and unpleasant it was in its stomach.

This feeling of coming back from the dead made him feel very uncomfortable.

No wonder Ye Chuanshen deceived him, he had just entered the ancient swamp, and when he encountered the first monster, he almost killed himself, and the road ahead was even more terrifying and difficult.

However, I, Yang Zhen, will never back down.

"Woo woo----" At this time, Yang Zhen could still feel that he was rolling around.

Because the ancient bloodsucking worm was very painful, it sucked Yang Zhen's blood, but found that Yang Zhen's blood was hidden with extremely terrifying power, and immediately injected the blood back into Yang Zhen, and countless filaments broke inch by inch.

But it was still in pain, rolling on the ground and convulsing.

As it tumbles and twitches, its body shrinks.

100 zhang, 80 zhang, 70 zhang.

Little by little, its body becomes shorter and thinner.

Yang Zhen had already felt the surrounding cavity walls compressing into the middle in its body.

"Get out of here. Yang Zhen waved his knife fiercely.

Wow, a knife slashed into the cavity wall of the vampire, and it simply tore open a hole, and crawled out of the vampire's body.

The bloodsucking worm was still twitching, shrinking, and then withering.

"Huh" Yang Zhen only then realized that his Blood Devouring Demon Knife was still attached to the body of the vampire and was devouring its essence blood.

After ten breaths, the bloodsucking worm had shrunk to less than ten feet, and its body stiffened violently, turning into a dead corpse.

"Yes. Yang Zhen stomped on the corpse of the bloodsucking worm and spat on it, expressing the unhappiness in his heart.

I was almost sucked to death by it, but fortunately I took revenge now and sucked it to death with the Blooddevouring Knife.

"Huh" Suddenly, Yang Zhen noticed that there seemed to be something different about the Blood Devouring Demon Knife in his hand.

In the past, the magic knife body exuded a blood-red cold light, and the blade was about five inches wide.

But now the magic knife in his hand exudes a purple-red cold light, and the blade is about four inches wide.

The knife has changed?

Will the magic weapon also change?

Yang Zhen has seen that the Jade Seal of Emperor Yan will change before, that person is an artifact, of course it is different.

But this high-grade treasure weapon, the Blood Devouring Demon Knife, will also change?

"Your magic knife is evolving. Fang Huairou was surprised in the Yan Emperor Jade Seal: "How is it possible, since the Heavenly Emperor Continent, I have never heard of a treasure magic weapon that can evolve, and it is impossible for a spirit weapon to evolve into an artifact." ”

But Fang Huairou's surprise shook even herself.

Because in the Blood Devouring Demon Knife, there was already an aura of a spiritual weapon.

It's evolving into a downward refinement.

"This magic weapon was taken from the Thunder Fire Sect, I killed Lei Donghe, and I have his memory. Yang Zhen closed his eyes slightly, looking for memories in the depths of his mind.

"The Thunder Fire Sect has an ancient book that records that this is the magic weapon that they obtained when they sent their sect master to kill an undersea demon overseas, and it is said to be a waste product made from the heart of the primeval gods and demons, which was once abandoned, but after absorbing enough essence blood, it may evolve. ”

"The Thunder Fire Sect has been open for tens of thousands of years, and the Blood Devouring Demon Knife has absorbed countless amounts of essence and blood, but it has never changed to the point that it really shines in my hands. ”

Yang Zhen gently danced the knife in his hand, feeling a little excited.

This magic weapon was originally taken from the body of the ancient gods and demons, and it stands to reason that it is not an artifact, but also a spiritual weapon.

But because it was a waste product, it covered up his brilliance and value, and after it reached Yang Zhen's hands, he had the opportunity to shine.

Evolving into a spiritual weapon is equivalent to prescribing spirituality and understanding spiritual intelligence.

"Magic Knife, Magic Knife, don't worry, follow me Yang Zhen, I will definitely let you keep evolving, I'm really looking forward to it, how far can you evolve, believe me, one day, you will follow me to shine and be famous all over the world." ”

The "Buzz" Blood Devouring Demon Knife, which was still a top-grade treasure, seemed to understand Yang Zhen's words, and his whole body trembled.

This is something that cannot happen with all treasure weapons, which means that the Blood Devouring Demon Knife is really evolving into a spirit weapon.

"Let's go, let's see, what other good things are in the ancient swamp. As soon as Yang Zhen came in, he saw the evolution of the magic knife, and his mood was very happy, and the depression that he had just been almost devoured was swept away.

By this time he had jumped over the river and officially entered the Ancient Swamp.

Looking ahead, in addition to the blood-red earth, the air was also filled with blood-colored breath, and it seemed that even the air here was made of blood.

Yang Zhen got used to it for a while, and then he knew it in his heart.

The naked eye can see about fifty steps away here, and the distance that Shen Nian can scan is even shorter, only thirty steps, so when Xuan Shi arrives here, he is not much different from an ordinary person.

It's no wonder that very few Xuanshi come here, not to mention the dangers here, even the divine thoughts are useless, if you want to encounter any natural treasures, it is completely by luck.

If outside, the Xuanshi's divine thoughts swept dozens or hundreds of miles, from the ground to the ground, and the top of the mountain to the void, no matter what treasures would appear in the Xuanshi's divine thoughts.

Now there are only thirty steps of divine thought here, and if you want to meet any treasure, you can only rely on character luck.

"You gather your essence and put on the appearance of the qi cultivation period, there are countless gods and demons and god realms that have fallen here in the primeval world, each corpse has its own territory, and a small character like you walks along the boundary of their territory, and no one will pay attention to you. Fang Huairou reminded Yang Zhen.

This is the experience they heard before they came.

At this time, Yang Zhen couldn't rely on He Chu'er's guidance, he personally watched the map, and there were many lines drawn on the map, and each line was a boundary.

As long as he walks along the border, there is less chance of encountering the primeval will.

The only question is, where should he go?

The answer is obvious, the most fierce fight there was back then, and I went there.

Yang Zhen looked at the map and locked on to a valley in the northwest.

Judging from the annotation on the map, the Emperor of Heaven killed the Ten Demon Kings there back then, and it was the most brutal place in the battle.

Whoosh, Yang Zhen got up and flew away.

The Ancient Swamp said it was a swamp, but it was what it looked like in ancient times, and after several epochs, it was now not much different from the outside except for the bright red earth and the void.

There are mountains, rivers, and even remnants of ancient buildings.

Moreover, the aura here was very suitable for cultivating the Yin and Netherworld Qi, but he knew that the place where the Heavenly Emperor killed the Ten Great Demon Kings was more suitable for cultivation.

So he followed the standard route on the map, and kept going deeper.

He walked all the way, and what he saw was shocking.

For example, when he had only been ten miles in, he saw a forest.

It was the first plant he had seen in an ancient swamp.

He hadn't seen a plant for many days.

But these trees are very special, each tree is like a sword, and the whole body exudes a cold light, straight to the sky, and the momentum is overwhelming.

Some of the trees are dozens of feet high, as if the heavenly sword hangs on the earth.

"Heavenly Sword Tree, the legendary Heavenly Sword Tree. Fang Huairou was the first to exclaim.

It is recorded in ancient books that the ancient gods and demons should stand, the human race is weak, and the gods and demons will not practice magic weapons and use weapons, and later find a kind of tree in a certain mountain.

This kind of tree, straight as a sword, cuts through it, and there is a chance to get a core.

The core of this tree is like wood and iron, and it is a magic weapon with a little polishing.

There are even some tree cores that don't need to be polished, and they turn into a flying sword when they are in their hands.

The gods and demons called this tree the Heavenly Sword Tree, which means a sword given by the heavens.

"Rich, rich. Yang Zhen was ecstatic, and his saliva fell out.

The lowest level of the magic weapon obtained in this Heavenly Sword Tree is also a low-grade spiritual weapon, and if you are lucky, it is possible to burst out of a high-grade spiritual weapon, or even an artifact.

I didn't expect to encounter this kind of natural treasure as soon as I came in, Yang Zhen took a rough look, and the fifty meters that could be seen by the naked eye were densely packed, one after another, and it was roughly estimated that the thousands of trees in this forest were the least.

Even if one thousandth of a tree core is released, you can get a spiritual weapon.

"Superior spiritual weapon, I'm here. Yang Zhen didn't think about it, and ran away.

"Don't, Yang Zhen be careful. He Chu'er and Fang Huairou hurriedly reminded him.

"Wow roar" Yang Zhen's body moved, and an angry roar came from the depths of the forest.

Whew, and then the wind blew from the woods.

The wind has not yet blown Yang Zhen, "boom" Yang Zhen's mind trembled violently, and a huge figure suddenly appeared, this image is a giant elephant, fifty zhang long, strong limbs, huge body, face like a human, human head like a body, I don't know what kind of gods and demons are primeval.

"Who is it, who dares to disturb my peace---"

The giant elephant roared towards the sky, swallowing the galaxy angrily, and its angry will was like a spell from heaven, instantly drilling into Yang Zhen's mind.

Yang Zhen's mind was like being hit by the Qiankun Yuan Qi Cannon, and there was a loud bang.

"Wow" Yang Zhen looked up to the sky and spurted a mouthful of blood, and before he could react, the wind in the forest had already blown on his body.

"Bang" hit Yang Zhen like a piece of steel, and Yang Zhen flew out sideways, flying out for more than 30 zhang before he fell to the ground.

"I'm grass. Yang Zhen turned over and stood up from the ground, his face pale.

It is only the will of the deceased, and it has the power to kill, if they still have it in their lifetime.

"Wow" Yang Zhen's thoughts were not over, his mind roared again, and the giant elephant-like figure raised its feet high in his mind.

The huge soles of his feet, with a momentum of stepping on the heavens and the earth, Yang Zhen suddenly felt dizzy, as if his head was about to be stepped in half by him.

Whoosh, Yang Zhen hurriedly retreated.

He didn't dare to think about the Heavenly Sword Tree anymore.

This ancient will can easily kill into his mind and unleash terrifying power on him.

If it weren't for him Yang Zhen, if Fang Huairou was outside, that moment just now would be enough to shatter Fang Huairou's divine thoughts and turn him into an idiot.

"Wow roar" The giant elephant raised its feet and continued to step on Yang Zhen's mind.

Yang Zhen flew back and withdrew fifty zhang in one breath.

Bang, as if leaving the territory of the giant elephant, the terrifying shadow of the giant elephant finally disappeared from his mind.

"Don't go any further. Fang Huairou shook her head in shock: "That ancient will left here has an incomparably terrifying power, even if you enter the forest, you don't know if you can find a sword." ”

The Heavenly Sword Tree is extremely strong, and it needs a spiritual weapon to cut it open, and it may not be possible to find a spiritual weapon after cutting it, so many trees, when will Yang really cut it?

Time can't be wasted in a place like this.

Yang Zhen actually wanted to say that as long as he got a spiritual weapon, it would be worth any waste.

But at a glance, there are countless things in this ancient battlefield, which are more precious than spiritual weapons.

For example, Shenqi.

If he got the aura left here by the master of the ancient god realm like Ye Chuanshen, it would be indescribable to help Yang Zhen.

The divine qi he absorbed from the Yan Emperor's jade seal must be an ownerless thing, if he obtains the divine qi of the divine realm, he will have some memories of the divine realm, which will be of great help to his cultivation.

Just when Yang Zhen was about to turn around and leave.

Whoosh, the sound of a strong wind whistling in the distant void.

"Someone is coming?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, and hurriedly looked left and right, looking for a place to hide.

Fortunately, the line of sight here is only a few dozen steps, and the light in the air cannot be seen, Yang Zhen can't see the person who comes, and it is not easy for the person to see Yang Zhen.

After thinking about it slightly, he saw that there were a few rocks on the ground not far behind him, and hurriedly ran over, shrunk and hid in the stones, thought about it, and took out a high-level hidden qi talisman and pasted it on his body.