Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Ancient Sword of the Ancient Battlefield

The troublesome thing is finally over, and the events of the morning are now recalled, as unreal as a dream, but it also makes him understand that he is still too weak and must work hard to become stronger.

Thinking of the hollow and intimidating skull in the crack behind Long Guchang, he didn't expect it to be an exercise from 10,000 years ago, if he practiced this exercise, wouldn't there be more tricks to get his hands on.

He didn't have many original moves, he wasn't satisfied with any of the exercises in the ancient tower, and then he needed the Split Sky Realm to cultivate, but he didn't expect Gu Lao to say that the "Purple Flame Armor" was very suitable for him.

I don't know why, when he first saw Long Guchang perform this move, he felt full of fighting spirit, it was in his blood, it was the arrogance in his bones.

Ling Zhishi immediately lowered his gaze to the sword beside him, and curiosity urged him to open the white cloth.

When he picked it up, the mysterious power was frantically absorbing the aura in his body, and the sword was heavy. When the white cloth was removed, a shattered and mutilated scabbard appeared before his eyes.

Suddenly, a desolate aura enveloped the entire room when the white cloth was opened, and the unicorn pattern on the hilt of the sword was alive and vibrant, giving people a solemn feeling. He subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, feeling that his body was full of power, but the aura was frantically absorbed, this feeling was really strange.

Zheng~

Ling Zhishi unhurriedly pulled out the sword body, the sharp blade made people's hearts tremble, and the flow of spiritual energy could be faintly seen from both sides of the sword body, adding a sharp coolness.

He took a deep breath and slowly flattened the blade, which shone out of his face like a mirror. Unexpectedly, inside this broken scabbard, there was such a sharp sword body, and the heavy weight made it a little difficult for him to pick it up, but he didn't know if it was appropriate to swing the sword.

It may be that he just thought of this in his heart, and the sword in his hand waved involuntarily, and the sword body seemed to be covered with a layer of transparent airflow, Ling Zhishi was stunned, and the sword just stopped in midair.

Swish~

The wooden table at the head of the bed was cut like tofu by this wind blade, and the table fell smoothly to the ground in the air in an instant.

Ling Zhishi was shocked in his heart, and walked over to pick up the four corners of the table, this sharp and smooth cut was not at all like what a sword qi could be caused by a casual flick of his hand, this sword was actually so powerful.

The next moment, his heart became excited, I heard the person before say that this is still a sword that has not exerted its full strength, and can only rely on the master's aura to slowly recover, if it recovers its original strength, you can imagine how strong it will be.

When Ling Zhishi thought of this, his heart was furious. The relics of the ancient battlefield, that is the battle of the immortals, so in this case, the original owner of this sword is an immortal?

Put away the restlessness in your heart, and then wrap it with a white cloth after putting away the sword, this kind of thing is not easy to take out, in case it is recognized by the hidden strong, it will naturally suffer the disaster of killing.

After waiting for the white cloth to completely cover the entire sword, Ling Zhishi meditated, silently running the Xuanqing Decision, the originally depleted aura was actually filled in an instant, Ling Zhishi immediately opened his eyes, and he was incredible, and a smile quickly appeared on his face.

With his right hand, he picked up the sword that had just been tied, and silently recited Xuanqing in his heart. A steady stream of spiritual energy gathered from his dantian and then flowed from his whole body to the hilt of the sword, forming a huge cycle, but his dantian was still in a full state.

Ling Zhishi's heart was surprised and delighted, no wonder he said that this sword belonged to him, this was a perfect match.

Putting down the sword again, Xuan Qing Jue also stopped, although this will continue to gather spiritual energy for the sword to exert the maximum effect, but it is not easy to use two things on the battlefield, and it is also easy to consume energy.

"Come and see my loot. ”

There was still some distance before the time of the banquet, and the nervousness made him have no intention of cultivating, and after tasting the benefits of this sword, he couldn't help but want to look at Long Guchang's space ring again.

Last time, he only had a general glance, but as the powerful Long family for ten thousand years, as the last descendant of the Long family, things must be very rich.

Entering the space ring, Ling Zhishi sensed the "Purple Flame Armor" exercise at a glance, followed by the dazzling array of high-grade Xuanshi and elixir, and then there were some inconspicuous exercises, but the weapon could not be found in it.

Ling Zhishi thought about it carefully, Long Guchang didn't seem to take out his weapon when he fought against him, it seemed that he was using his burly body and this armor against the sky to fight hand-to-hand.

He gently opened the new night of the "Purple Flame Armor" and browsed it carefully.

There are a total of nine types of Purple Flame Armor, the first type will strengthen your own battle intent, strength, and speed twice, the second type will be strengthened by four times, and the later ones will be arranged according to even numbers. So if you do the math like this, the last formula will be eighteen times stronger.

Eighteen times, what kind of concept is this, this is completely crushing the strength of the peer realm, no wonder the Long family is so powerful, with this move, the challenge of skipping the level is not a problem at all.

When he was dizzy before, he heard that it was Gu Lao's Long family, and there was a huge wave in his heart, Gu Lingqing, as the granddaughter of his old man, would naturally not be weak.

But thinking of Gu Lingqing's dream words this morning, and then remembering when he was in Shuanglong Mountain before, Gu Lao's lonely eyes must have suffered something, I didn't expect such a thing to happen to Gu Lao so strong. Since Gu Lingqing also came to attend this gathering, it seems that something important must have happened.

He learned this exercise.

In order to pursue a more powerful martial artist's path, in order to make him no longer weak, he needs this exercise.

But it seemed that Long Guchang had only learned the first form, otherwise when he performed this exercise, he would not be able to resist the second form of fist at all, and at the same time, he was secretly glad about his situation at that time.

Rumble~

Suddenly, at this moment, a loud bang resounded through the sky.

The brilliance outside was overflowing, countless flying demon beasts appeared in the sky, the city was chaotic, and the people were panicked, they were all stunned in place, they had never seen such a spectacular scenery.

A powerful aura suddenly came out from the Peerless Empire, and everyone looked at the light that sparkled in the sky, and a deep voice came from inside and outside the Peerless Empire: "Welcome, everyone." ”

After speaking, it seemed that the world was quiet for that moment, and then there was a thunderous sound, and the entire empire was boiling, and the dense crowds on the streets were endless, gradually leading to the palace in the middle of the peerless empire.

Ling Zhishi's heart was for a while, and he immediately threw the exercise into the space ring, picked up the ancient sword wrapped in white cloth and hurried downstairs.