"Sword Bone Sanctification?"

Mo Yongxing's deep eyes looked at Ding Xiaoyi for a while, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

When everyone heard this, their eyes showed shocked looks. Ding Xiaoyi had a shallow smile on his face, and his eyes contained the supreme sword intent in his eyes and looked at everyone.

"Brother Ding's strength is strong again, alas, when will we be able to catch up with Brother Ding." Xuanyuan Wenjie let out a long sigh and laughed at himself.

"Actually, you are already very good, at least you have a chance to become a saint." Dongfang Bai patted Xuanyuan Wenjie's shoulder, and then said with relief.

"Mo Lao, what is the sword bone sanctification?" The old cigarette butt took a hard puff of dry smoke, and he asked Mo Yongxing curiously.

"Every sword cultivator will cultivate his own sword bone, because sword cultivation is the most unique among all cultivators, and it is difficult for sword bones to enter the sainthood."

"They can only elevate their cultivation to the realm of holy products through ordinary ways of entering the holy realm, and the sword bones have also become the biggest obstacle after they enter the holy realm, and the sword bones are difficult to enter the holy realm, causing them to be trapped in the realm of holy products for the rest of their lives."

"Even if they used other means to condense the Holy Bone, if the sword bone did not enter the Holy Realm, they would not be able to break through the shackles of the Holy Realm. Therefore, many sword cultivators will smash their sword bones before entering the Holy Spirit, directly use ordinary methods to condense ordinary holy bones, and then break through to the realm of holy products. ”

Mo Yongxing sighed and explained to the old cigarette butt, in fact, he was also explaining to everyone.

"Mo Lao, what is the chance of the sword bone entering the sainthood." The middle-aged man in the coffin had an interested expression on his face, and he asked Mo Yongxing.

"One in a million, sometimes one in a million is not necessarily." Mo Yongxing's eyes showed admiration, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi, who was slowly coming and roaring with sword intent around him.

"The sword bone is also a rare existence, and Brother Ding's opportunity this time can be said to be extremely against the sky."

After listening to Mo Yongxing's explanation, the middle-aged man in the coffin couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not just a chance against the sky, the sword bone sanctification is that even the old body has not been seen, Ding Xiaoyi's young cultivation has not even reached the realm of immortal products, the sword bone has already entered the sainthood, you say that his future will be limitless."

The wind lady, who has never had any sense of existence, expressed her own opinion.

"Yes, I hope you don't spread the word about the sword bone entering the sainthood, otherwise Ding Xiaoyou will be in danger." Mo Yongxing's face was grim, and he admonished everyone.

"We naturally know, the sword bone is holy, how we want to see the scene when Ding Xiaoyou reaches the emperor realm, but it's a pity that we can't see it, only he is the only one who leads the way, and only he appreciates the scenery all the way."

The old cigarette butt knocked the dry tobacco stick in his hand on the stone tablet in front of the holy tomb, and then said with a bitter look on his face.

"He has already got his chance, and Mo Lao can find the holy path." The middle-aged man in the coffin asked Mo Yongxing solemnly again.

"The holy road is hard to find and difficult to walk, and it is not impossible to find the holy road for the time being." Mo Yongxing shook his head, a helpless expression on his face.

"This holy road should be in this group of holy tombs, let's look for it again. Find the Holy Path and enter the Great Ruins, and our mission is over. ”

The old cigarette butt looked at Ding Xiaoyi, who was talking to the three young men of the ancient family, and said with a gloomy face.

"Anyway, we've reached a critical moment and hopefully this one will work out."

The silver-haired Wind Lady pulled the short messy hair on her forehead, and then said quietly.

"It's good to be young." The old cigarette butt couldn't help but sigh.

"yes, it's good to be young."

Mo Yongxing also let out a sigh of emotion.

The beautiful woman in the palace skirt who was holding his arm looked at Mo Yongxing with a look of adoration, as if every word he said was philosophical.

"Brother Ding, how strong are you now?"

Xuanyuan Wenjie couldn't help but ask Ding Xiaoyi, and the other two young men from the ancient family also looked at Ding Xiaoyi with burning eyes.

"I don't know, I haven't tried it yet." Ding Xiaoyi showed a harmless smile on his face, and he replied to Xuanyuan Wenjie.

"Brother Ding, have you gotten the Holy Bone?" After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's answer, Xuanyuan Wenjie asked without giving up.

"No, I don't want other people's holy bones, I want to condense my own holy bones."

Ding Xiaoyi didn't know that his sword bone had been sanctified, and he replied to Xuanyuan Wenjie.

"Then why is your sword intent so powerful, I thought you fused with the holy bone of a sword saint."

When Xuanyuan Wenjie heard this, he said with some loss.

"Oh, I didn't fuse the holy bones of that Sword Saint senior, I just cultivated the sword intent to the entry realm of the sword path. But I seem to feel that my spine has changed, but I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. ”

Ding Xiaoyi did not hide his chance, he explained to Xuanyuan Wenjie patiently.

"Brother Ding, you are even more perverted than Brother Dongfang, you can release such a powerful sword intent without fusing the holy bone. Alas, it's really more popular than people. ”

Xuanyuan Wenjie sighed helplessly.

"You don't want to compare with him, do you?" A wicked smile appeared on Qingshu's face, and he said jokingly to Xuanyuan Wenjie.

"Forget it, where are we Brother Ding's opponents."

Xuanyuan Wenjie waved his hand again and again and said.

Ji Ning and Jiang Lan also showed bitterness on their faces, where did they dare to compare with Ding Xiaoyi.

"Miss Xixuan Yinzi hasn't come out yet, let's wait for her."

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes turned, he didn't see the figure of Xixuan Yinzi, he said to everyone.

At this time, Mo Yongxing and the other members of the Wind Chasing Team also came to Ding Xiaoyi's side, feeling Ding Xiaoyi's majestic sword intent like the sea, and everyone nodded in admiration again and again.

"Ding Xiaoyou's fate is against the sky, and his sainthood is just around the corner." Mo Yongxing sighed to Ding Xiaoyi.

"It's just luck!" Ding Xiaoyi said modestly.

He didn't think that it was his fate against the sky, he had a faint feeling that his fate seemed to be deliberately arranged.

Ever since he had obtained the huge heart in the altar beneath the city of Nasha, he had felt as if his destiny had been taken under control.

The feeling became clearer and clearer, but he had nowhere to talk about it, and he did not dare to mention it to any of his friends.

"Brother Ding, the sword intent realm in your body is much stronger, and the sword cultivation has been thorny and bumpy, you have to keep your heart before you can embark on the true sword path."

The middle-aged man in the coffin stared at Ding Xiaoyi for a few breaths, and then said solemnly.

Ding Buyi was slightly stunned, he didn't understand why the middle-aged man in the coffin would tell him.

"Yes, I have the demeanor of an old lady back then."

The beautiful woman with the coffin patted Ding Xiaoyi's shoulder, and then praised.

Ding Xiaoyi had a feeling of flattery, he wanted to hear something from the words of the coffin couple, he always felt that they had something to say.

Whether it is Mo Yongxing or Lao Cigarette Butt and others, their eyes seem to be different, there are expectations and praises, and the most is expectation.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't understand why their eyes contained this.

But he was free and easy by nature, and he didn't care about it for long.

Mo Yongxing led everyone to see those holy tombs again, and Ding Xiaoyi was not too interested in these holy tombs.

He wanted to comprehend his experience of entering the Sword Saint's Tomb and the secret method given to him by the middle-aged man in the coffin.

Dongfang Bai and Qingshu are guarding his side, and they are also secretly wary of the ulterior motives of the wind chasing team.

Mo Yongxing and the others didn't seem to have any different intentions, but Dongfang Bai and Qingshu had already seen some clues.

Ding Xiaoyi completely fell into an epiphany, and from the Sword Saint Tomb, he got the sword array and the improvement of his sword intent, and he wanted to comprehend it again.

The middle-aged man in the coffin gave him a secret method, and he also wanted to integrate it into his own swordsmanship.

He has already thought of that sword move, this move is called a sword to fix the soul, and it will definitely give him an unexpected surprise at that time.

I don't know how long it took for Ding Xiaoyi to wake up from his epiphany.

At this point,

A figure slowly walked out of a holy tomb, it was Xixuan Yinzi.

Xi Xuanyinzi's face showed a look of joy, and when she saw Ding Xiaoyi and the others, she hurriedly rushed over.

"I know where the entrance to the Holy Road is." Xixuan Yinzi hurriedly said to Ding Xiaoyi and the others.

Hearing Xi Xuanyinzi's happy words, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be overjoyed.

At this time, Mo Yongxing and the others also heard Xi Xuanyinzi's loud words, and they rushed over.