"Quack, flesh, I smell the breath of flesh, so pure, so blazing, I'm going to devour it!"

"No, how many years has there been a living being, you can't swallow it alone, I want a leg!"

"I want a hand!"

Countless murderous thoughts shook the void, Wang Gan saw that after the countless ancient remnant swords collapsed into the sky, one after another pitch-black shadows rushed out from the deep underground, these black shadows, one by one straight as a sword, emerged from the body with many murderous and vicious thoughts, and the fierce sword qi stirred the void, the strength of each black shadow has the breath of the heavenly immortal, this is simply terrifying, Wang Gan looked at a glance, after the explosion of the small dwarf mountain, a large dark and deep hole was formed on the ground, and dense black shadows rushed out of it, just in the blink of an eye, I am afraid that there are thousands, and there are black shadows constantly coming out。

"Is this the Ancient Sword Spirit, it's terrifying!"

Wang Qian could be regarded as having seen a big scene, but he was still deeply shocked at this moment, and he felt a threat from these black shadows.

And a series of pitch-black eyes shot out from the black shadow, constantly sweeping on himself, and there were streams of thoughts impacting his heart, these black shadows were actually going to discuss devouring his flesh and blood, now he finally understood the horror of the sword spirit in this ancient sword tomb, where is this sword spirit, it is completely a demon spirit!

As if teleporting, Wang Gan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a sword spirit had already killed in front of him, a pitch-black arm, billowing black qi rolling, but it was incomparable, as if it was a heavenly divine sword slashing towards him.

With a roar, Wang Gan didn't care about it, his backhand was a palm, the strong and terrifying power, the fiery blood and masculine slammed on the sword spirit, and with a scream, the sword spirit's entire body exploded into pieces, but the next moment, it converged and formed again, but the black qi on his body was slightly dimmed.

"This is simply immortal!"

Wang Qian's eyes widened as he watched this change, and he once again had an understanding of the sword spirit!

This ancient sword spirit has no entity at all, it is composed of a group of ideas, fierce and domineering, and it is very difficult to kill it completely, Wang Gan saw that the fierce blow he had just made only broke up the body of the sword spirit, consuming a little vitality, but this consumption is not known for some reason, it is also very small, and if you want to kill it by shattering the body of the sword spirit again and again, I don't know how much effort it takes.

However, before he could figure out how to deal with it, a venerable sword spirit had already been killed overwhelmingly, which was equivalent to a black cloud shrouding him, and it was going to directly wipe him out.

One after another pitch-black light, constantly shooting, fierce sword intent, ancient killing intent, constantly impacting, Wang Gan's eyes were clear, and he saw this black light, it was simply supreme swordsmanship, mysterious and profound, with ancient and vast sword dao intent, equivalent to countless sword cultivators attacking him.

The terrifying ancient sword spirit, Wang Gan finally saw it a little, but this bit of danger, he couldn't help him, his body moved, he took out the sword fetus of the Taibai Sword Sect, and performed the attack and killing technique in the Taiyi Sword Technique, one after another golden sword qi crisscrossed the void, and in the confrontation with the vast black light, in an instant, Wang Gan didn't know how many thousands of swords he had killed, endlessly, there were too many sword spirits around, it was endless, thousands.

The black light is like the sea, the edge is cold, and the demonic thoughts are whistling, no wonder Qi Shaobai said how terrible the sword spirit in this ancient sword tomb is, and almost let him die in it, Wang Qian also feels that it is not a way to go on like this, although in a short period of time, he has comprehended many truths in the Taiyi Sword Technique Attack and Killing Technique, and the sword qi is even sharper, but he still failed to eliminate a sword spirit, at most, it is to kill a little vitality, which does not play a decisive role at all.

"There's no way, if the sword spirit is a little less, I can also use it to sharpen my own kendo cultivation, but this sword spirit is too much, it's a complete waste of essence power, and there is no benefit yet." ”

Wang Gan was helpless in his heart, he wanted to run away a little, these sword spirits almost did not have complete spiritual intelligence, they were a fierce and vicious mind, and then constantly wanted to devour his flesh and blood, such an enemy gave him a headache.

"Hey, Wang Qian, where have you been, this is the Ancient Sword Spirit, and there is still such a thing? Okay, okay!"

A voice sounded in Wang Gan's heart, he could hear it was the voice of the big demon baby, this guy has been cultivating in the Demon Lord Scroll recently, and even Wang Qian felt that his spiritual wisdom was getting better and better, and it seemed that he had begun to pass through the time and space in the underworld, swallowing the mysterious demonic energy, and wanted to start recovering his own strength.

"Hmm, this ancient sword spirit is very difficult, what's so good?"

"Hehe, what do you know, there are many benefits of this ancient sword spirit, these things are all transformed by the residual essence of some ancient remnant sword spirits and those masters who have used these sword weapons, containing the purest spiritual will, as long as these demonic thoughts are refined, they can be refined into spiritual relics, which are treasures in cultivation, which can enhance the power of the soul of the original god, especially for the cultivation of the sword Dao, which has a huge effect, and condenses the terrifying sword intent!"

The triumphant voice of the big demon baby sounded, Wang Gan was overjoyed, this was an unexpected joy, these ancient sword spirits still had such a mysterious effect, which he had never expected.

"Okay, I'm going to start comprehending the path of the true immortal now, but the power of the soul primordial god is still not strong enough, if there is such a thing as a spiritual relic, it will be much better, I don't know how much hard work has been saved!"

Wang Gan laughed, waved his hand, a pitch-black picture scroll came out of the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and with a ruthless roll, thousands of ancient sword spirits disappeared, completely submerged into the pitch-black picture scroll, and then his mana surged, and the big demon baby cast the layers of formation prohibition in the picture scroll, and the pure magic light crushed fiercely, and then the beads with a slight golden light appeared in his hand.

"This is the spiritual relic? Good pure spiritual power, good, very good, this ancient sword spirit still has this kind of benefit, it is really a great creation, I can kill the sword spirit everywhere in this ancient sword tomb to condense the spiritual relic, and the road to enlightenment is also much easier!"

Wang Gan opened his mouth and inhaled, dozens of thumb-sized spiritual relics were swallowed, and a stream of pure spiritual power was injected into the Yuan Shen, and in an instant, the light was shining, Wang Qian felt extremely refreshed, and the Yuan Shen in the sea of knowledge was completely full, and between a breath and a breath, he could feel all kinds of mysteries between heaven and earth!

Even he felt that this spiritual relic contained some ancient sword charm, and with a little understanding, his Taiyi sword technique had a deeper comprehension, reaching out a little, a pure and bright sword light shot out, and the tenacious and sharp sword intent tore through the void and shook the heavens and the earth.

Now Wang Gan is completely interested, and he no longer thinks about escaping, although these ancient sword spirits are difficult, but in fact, they are not too much in his eyes, but there is no benefit, fighting in vain makes him very unhappy, but now it is different, since he can condense such a strange thing as a spiritual relic, his interest has completely risen, and he can't wait to rush to kill in the sword spirit.

Holding the Demon Lord Picture Scroll, Wang Gan's vast essence and mana continued to pour into the picture scroll, this powerful warrior picture scroll, immediately as if he had taken a big tonic, swelled up wildly, a huge picture scroll, violently vibrating in the void, every shock, there were thousands of sword spirits were swept in, and then Wang Gan opened his mouth to spew out a series of mana fairy energy, and the big demon baby also tore out a ball of pure immortal qi from the picture scroll and burned it, urging countless formations in the picture scroll to prohibit and refine it fiercely, these immortal qi are all Wang Gan got a grade of immortal veins in the Golden Immortal Cemetery, this immortal vein contains immeasurable immortal energy, and there is no need to worry about consuming it at all, so Wang Qian has sufficient capital to run powerful soldiers. 、

So in this dark world, Wang Qian was like a god, holding a picture scroll, galloping among countless sword spirits, countless murderous sword spirits were swept by him, and then refined one by one spiritual relics.

Feeling that the spiritual relics in the picture scroll were condensed, Wang Gan's face was about to smile, this harvest is not too good, this ancient sword tomb is not only not a dangerous place for him, but has become a great blessed land, as long as there are a large number of spiritual relics, Wang Gan will practice in the future, it will be a thousand miles a day, and the strength of the soul spirit will be greatly increased, whether it is condensing the immortal rules, or the avenue of enlightenment, there are great benefits.

After half an hour's effort, Wang Qian felt that he had collected more than 100,000 ancient sword spirits, and this world was silent, and no more sword spirits appeared, and he knew that the sword spirits in this place had been completely destroyed by him.

After a little calculation, there are about hundreds of sword spirits that can condense a spiritual relic, and Wang Qian now has more than a thousand spiritual relics, which is a big gain.

"Okay, there are a lot of spiritual relics, after going out from here this time, I can continue to swallow it, enhance the power of the primordial god, and start refining the energy contained in the body of the golden immortal, and even separate a trace of the golden immortal immortal, I believe that it won't take long to comprehend the way of the true immortal and achieve the true immortal!"

Wang Gan kept planning in his heart, he got the most important treasure of the Golden Immortal Cemetery in the abyss swamp, the golden immortal corpse is simply a huge treasure, but Wang Qian is not able to refine the golden immortal in it, the most important thing is that the soul power of the Yuan Shen is not enough, refining the golden immortal corpse with the realm of heavenly immortals, if he is not careful, he will be shattered by the vast golden immortal immortal, but with the spiritual relics, he is not afraid at all, and he can start to practice this step.

"Keep killing the sword spirit, this is the real treasure in the sword tomb!"

As soon as his mind moved, Wang Gan had already disappeared, he wanted to continue to walk in this ancient sword tomb, and then look for more sword spirits to refine spiritual relics, which was related to his next step of cultivation, and even the way of true immortals, there would be no delay at all, you must know that this time to enter this time and space, it is only ten days.