Fortunately, these Jian Ying and Sword Shrine Ancient Swords were not aimed at themselves.

Hundreds of soul shadows have appeared on the body of the sword spirit dragon, and each soul shadow represents an ancient sword that has been around for a long time.

Seeing those Jian Ying holding those sword mound ancient swords and those soul shadow ancient swords on the sword spirit dragon fighting together, under the strange fog, Zhu Minglang felt that he had accidentally broken into a thousand-year-old battlefield, and the sound of blades clashing together was noisy.

Zhu Minglang noticed that whether it was the Brief Shadow Ancient Sword or the Soul Shadow Ancient Sword, they all wanted to be integrated into their respective swordsmanship, as if there was really a powerful swordsman manipulating them with his mind!

Such a scene is indeed rare to see, Zhu Minglang stood in the staggered blades of this sword, his gaze swept over the different ancient swords.

I used to look at the simple drawings on the stairs, but now I can see those simple shadows like the ancients who have passed away and come back to life, showing them to themselves in front of themselves, and even many long-lost swordsmanship have appeared in this so-called "sword ghost battlefield".

While Zhu Minglang was fascinated, some of the sleeping inscriptions of the Sword Spirit Dragon were glowing, they made the sword body of the Sword Spirit Dragon have changed a little, and the texture of the sword patterns on it became clearer and clearer, as if there was a trace of fire liquid flowing, as long as it touched the air slightly, it would immediately burn!

"Fire Scarred Sword??"

Zhu Minglang saw a ghost fire gradually burning on the sword spirit dragon's body, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It was the new ancient sword that had awakened in the body of the Sword Spirit Dragon, which meant that Zhu Minglang would gain the power of Sword Awakening again!

Some of those ancient swords were broken, some were rotten, and some were rusty as if they had not been opened, but every time they collided and clashed, it was as if they were being reforged, polished, poured on fire, and put into a furnace to withstand the scorching heat, remove all impurities, and become extremely refined!

And the fire mark inscriptions, it is in such a fierce confrontation that constantly awakens, and finally makes the entire sword body of the sword spirit dragon turn red, as if it has just been taken out of the furnace, those ghost fire patterns on the sword body are like a thousand-year-old ghost fire evil spirit, making the sword spirit dragon look even more evil and mysterious!

火焰时而是刺目的红，狂野、暴躁，仿佛只要其中一滴红色火液触碰到大地，便可以让这漫山遍野之林化为灰烬。

The flame will slowly fall silent, turning into a kind of dark night demon fire, like a ghostly flame, burning under the nine shadows, it is the fire of the most yin and evil, but compared to the red fire, this kind of fire is more unstable, and it is always replaced by the surging and wanton fire after a brief appearance.

"It's another kind of inscription, it seems to be the Huangquan Sword. Zhu Minglang looked at the sword spirit dragon that had replaced the flame, and his face gradually showed a look of surprise.

Blue Blood Sword, Fire Mark Sword, Yellow Spring Sword......

These swords are all abandoned swords that Zhu Minglang is very familiar with, they have their own names, but they have long been rusty, when he practiced in the abandoned sword forest, Zhu Minglang was very impressed with them!

Of course, at that time, they were basically no different from the waste swords, the blue blood sword did not drink blood and open the blade, the sword body was red, the iron was sharpened like clay, the edge was exposed, and the fire mark sword did not have the wild manic fire swaying, like a vibrant sun, enough to scorch the entire earth.

In the same way, the Huangquan Sword does not have this ghostly fire possession, and the sword body is full of phantoms, filled with a treacherous aura, as if it is immersed in the Nine Hidden Flame Pools under the Yellow Spring!

Awakened two ancient sword souls at once, and got two inscriptions, Zhu Minglang was overjoyed.

I didn't expect that I would have such a big harvest when I strayed into this sword shrine in this Misty Mountain.

"I don't know if there are any other ancient swords to wake up and take a look at them again?" Zhu Minglang didn't have the panic before.

These famous swords and ancient swords fought and killed, but they did not hurt a single grass or tree, Zhu Minglang's whole person was also immersed in it, on the one hand, learning those flying sword swordsmanship, and on the other hand, trying to break through the sword realm that he had not reached in the past......

Of course, if you can awaken one or two more inscriptions, you will make a lot of money!

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Rising Sun Sword Pavilion

A head of the Sword Sect, three elders, five hall masters, and a group of female disciples were wearing gauze hats, waiting quietly in front of the Sword Pavilion Mountain.

Several ladies, county lords, and city lords who were gorgeously dressed and full of treasures and ornaments were sitting under the white umbrella pavilion tent, drinking wine and fruits, while waiting for the people to enter the mountain.

At this time, Hao Ye, a member of the Yaoshan Sword Sect who had only arrived here last night, walked up, and he glanced at the Xuanshan Sword Sect and started a battle, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

It seems that the magnates of the Yishan Sword Sect and the Xuanshan Kingdom actually attach great importance to this sword exchange.

After looking around a little, I thought that no one had stepped into this sword pavilion earlier than myself.

"Yaoshan Sword Sect Yunyou Sword Master, Hao Ye!" Hao Ye's long hair was a little casual and uninhibited, like a messy weed, probably because his appearance was indeed handsome, so he had a bit of a prodigal breath.

"Please be seated. Bai Qin'an pointed to a delicate futon under the white tent.

"I'm the first to climb the mountain, I wonder if my climbing time is faster than other people who have visited the Sword Sect in the mountains?" Haoye asked.

"We don't have many visitors to the Sword Sect of the Mountains, I can't remember it before, but this girl is faster than you. Wen Mengru said.

Haoye turned his head and saw a woman wearing a light cyan veil.

Just now he thought that the other party was also a sword aunt!

After a closer look, Haoye realized that this was the girl who had gone up the mountain with them.

Haoye was distressed for a while.

I thought that I could be faster than myself, only Zhu Minglang was a pervert.

"I didn't have time to introduce it before, in Xia Haoye, the wandering sword master of the Yishan Sword Sect. ”昊野抱了抱拳，道。

"Painter, Nan Lingsha. Nan Lingsha responded lightly.

Haoye arrived in the national capital last night, and immediately climbed the mountain early the next morning, and he really didn't have time to get to know this group of people.

Mainly this sword exchange, their Yaoshan Sword Sect still needs to support their face, although Yun Zhonghe is the chief disciple, but Yun Zhonghe is indeed the worst one that Wu Feng has ever led, and Haoye is equivalent to being ordered in danger.

After sitting for a while, on the way to the mountain, Wu Feng's figure slowly appeared.

His face was pleasant, and he seemed to have gained something in this sword spectrum mountain step.

Seeing that Haoye had arrived, Wu Feng was not surprised, Haoye was the most outstanding disciple of the Yaoshan Sword Sect in a hundred years except for Zhu Minglang, although he had already broken away from the disciple level and traveled around......

But Nan Lingsha has arrived, which Wu Feng didn't expect, he is not a sword master, how can he see these sword scores more thoroughly?