Death Labyrinth, Nie Fan and Nangong Yeming stared at the white light in front of them, when the two of them came here, they unexpectedly did not encounter any danger, and they arrived at the exit smoothly, smoothly before they were a little incredible.

"Nie Fan, where will it be after you say the white light?" Nangong Yeming asked, while constantly moving his head away from the strange remnant sword on his shoulder, if this was really his lover in his previous life, then he would rather die.

Nie Fan's heart moved when he was asked, all the weirdness of the previous ones had already made him faintly guess, Nangong Yeming's words could just let him confirm the guess in his heart: "According to the layout of the labyrinth here, it must be the place where the dignified death qi was before!"

"Oh?" Nangong Yeming was stunned, he just asked casually, he didn't expect to get any answer, but he didn't expect Nie Fan to give him such a positive answer!

"Then let's get in quickly!"

Nie Fan hurriedly followed, his mood was slightly excited, whether his guess was correct or not, he could see in the next moment.

Crossing the light gate, Nie Fan and the two came to a place full of sword death, surrounded by dense remnant swords, it was like a simple tomb, and the center of the tomb was a dense mass of water and dead air, among which there was a black sword weapon, on which the patterns were revealed, which was very noble and noble.

"That's ~ Absolute Sword?!" Nangong Yeming let out a voice that seemed to be a dream.

"Absolute Sword?" Nie Fan asked, staring at the domineering black sword in mid-air, and recalled information about the Absolute Sword in his mind.

Absolute Sword. One of the Daomen Divine Sword, only the death qi of the Infinite Sword combined with the Supreme Dao Gate Dafa, refined for hundreds of years, during which the people who have to refine it continue to add blood and sword intent, can form a supreme sword weapon, even if it is a supreme sect like Daomen, the number of swords in the door is only a handful.

I didn't expect to meet one here, you must know that the sword can continue to evolve with the strength of the first owner, and what kind of level the user can reach in theory, then how strong the sword can be. Of course. To what extent, it still depends on the quality of the sword itself.

However, the sword in front of him has been brewing for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is definitely the top sword in terms of material. Not one of them. The heights that can be reached are also the pinnacle of this continent.

The sword weapons that are higher than the Dao Gate will not be inferior in terms of foundation!

"Nangong! There will definitely be no peace here, there is danger!" Coming back to his senses, Nie Fan found that Nangong Yeming had unconsciously approached the direction of the sword. hurriedly shouted, and at the same time, he also stood up and walked towards that side.

"Huh?" Nangong Yeming woke up in vain, seeing that he was about to walk into the space shrouded in the sword, his heart was also beating wildly, if he walked towards that area so ignorantly, then he believed that he was definitely lying on the ground now, and there was no possibility of luck!

Just when Nangong Ye was rejoicing in the light and dark, the mutation was born.

Buzz!

Within the Jedi, the pieces of broken swords that were lying down suddenly stood up, and one after another the sword qi of death swirled in the air, as if someone was controlling it, and attacked towards Nangong Yeming, who had stopped in place.

"Ten Thousand Swords!

At the critical moment, Nangong Yeming used his own seeing skills in time, only to see sword shadows appear beside him, counteracting the remnants of the swords that rushed in his face.

I thought that the power of these remnant swords should not be very great, after all, they are all broken sword weapons, even with the blessing of the sword and the death qi of the sword, how strong can it be, but who knows that the final situation will make Nangong Yeming depressed to death.

The power of the remnant sword is surprisingly great, every contact and collision will make Nangong Yeming's body faintly injured, the shock is everywhere, and a trace of blood begins to appear in the corner of Nangong Yeming's mouth.

"Nangong, throw that broken sword out of your shoulder, quick!"

Nie Fan's voice suddenly came from behind him, Nangong Yeming did so without thinking about it, his shoulders shook, and with a flick of the sword finger in his right hand, he threw off the strange remnant sword on his shoulder into the air.

"Slash!"

As soon as the strange remnant sword was thrown off in mid-air, he saw Nie Fan's figure appear like a dragon, and a sword slashed down on it, smashing the beautiful figure of the vultures staring at Nangong Yeming.

"Ah!" A miserable scream, even if it was shattered, the poignant figure still did not forget Nangong Yeming, and lingered sadly.

The poignant eyes at that moment made Nangong Yeming stunned for a while, and for a moment he wondered if it was really the fate that haunted him for seven lifetimes.

"Don't think about it, it's all vain!" Xu is aware of the confusion in Nangong Yeming's heart, and Nie Fanren suddenly shouted in the air: "Whether it is this labyrinth, or the place where the sword died, or the remnant sword that has been haunting you strangely, it is just a delusion, Nangong, don't be deceived!"

"False, how could it be!" Nangong Yeming glanced around blankly, pinched himself with his hand, it hurt!

"I'll prove it to you!"

Nie Fan's long sword withdrew into the sword realm, his eyes staring closely at the black light in front of him, and he kept silently reciting in his heart: I must do it! The Heavenly Lord of the Absolute Sword is me! I can get this Absolute Sword, I will definitely be able to! No one but me can get it! It belongs to me alone!

A firm belief emanated from Nie Fan's body, disrupting the operation of the entire dead land, and strange fluctuations spread, this time it was no longer just invisible, this fluctuation was so big that everyone could feel it clearly.

At this moment, Nie Fan stretched out his right hand without any protection and grabbed the sword in the air directly.

Nangong Yeming opened his mouth to shout something, but he couldn't help but believe in his heart that Nie Fan could do it, that is, he could do it, there was no reason, there was no reason to believe, it seemed that there was a voice in his heart telling him that Nie Fan could do it and would not be in any danger.

Something weird has happened!

The dense sword death qi liquid mass that was enough to cause the innate spirit species to corrode, fall, and sleep did not have any obstacle at all to Nie Fan's outstretched right hand, and let Nie Fan pass through without any hindrance.

It's unbelievably smooth, but it's so natural.

Vaguely, Nie Fan saw two faces flashing across the liquid group, namely Sun Da and the boy in brocade, with extremely happy faces.

However, Nie Fan couldn't care so much, his fingers should have vaguely touched the body of the sword. (To be continued......)