As a result, Liu Ming found that except for the Broken Sword Mountain in front of him, there was nothing else in the entire space, and all around were the qi bi composed of a white light curtain, and the milky white runes on the qi bi were faintly flickering, and wisps of sword qi were absorbed into the runes from time to time, as if the mud cow was silently entering the sea.

"Huh?" Liu Ming's expression suddenly moved, he took a deep breath, mobilized the pure mana in his body, slapped it lightly on the sword sac, and forcibly suppressed the Yuan Ling Flying Sword, and then kicked the ground with both legs and rose to the sky.

A moment later, he turned into a golden light and came to a position near the summit, on a platform.

As soon as the light faded, Liu Ming reappeared on the platform, and not far from it, there was a quaint stone tablet that looked a little old.

Next to the stele was a golden sword that was inserted inverted into the rock, revealing only a foot long, the sword body was full of golden light, and on the blade about six or seven inches near the hilt, there were two mutilated openings the size of thumb knuckles, and most of the hilt was mutilated. 、

But this sword doesn't seem to be too old, the coiling dragon pattern on the hilt is still clearly visible, and it still vaguely exudes an unyielding sword intent.

Different from the dense distribution of broken swords near the belly of the mountain and at the foot of the mountain, this sword is located within a range of hundreds of zhang, but there is no other broken sword, and there are less than 100 swords on it, and there is almost a sword tablet next to each sword, which naturally shows that every sword here has its own story.

These buried vicissitudes of the past will eventually be forgotten by everyone, and in the end, only an ordinary stone tablet and the remnant sword that still shimmered will remain.

But these faint flashes. Condensed into an intact sword qi phantom, it was still reminding everyone who entered here. The glory of these remnant swords seems to have happened yesterday.

"Sun Sword!"

Only then did Liu Ming carefully look at the inscription on the stone tablet in front of him. Suddenly, he was slightly stunned, revealing a hint of surprise.

He had noticed from a distance that the sword intent emitted by this golden sword was vaguely familiar, but now when he saw the word "Burning Sun" again, he suddenly realized that this sword was actually the golden flying sword that was urged by the Golden Burning Sun Phantom in the Blue Dome Phantom Palace that day.

And Liu Ming had fought with Jin Lieyang Phantom many times in the mysterious space illusion, which could only be recognized at a glance.

At this moment, the golden sword in front of him seemed to sense Liu Ming's location, and a burst of golden light burst out, and a strong and powerful sword qi rushed towards him. The sword bag on his waist unexpectedly loosened his mouth, and a golden light also shot out.

Liu Ming reacted extremely quickly, holding the Void Sword in his hand with one hand and one claw, and without hesitation, his body moved, and he floated down the mountain.

When he returned to the foot of the mountain and set foot on the earth again, the Void Sword in his hand finally calmed down.

This time up, Liu Ming already roughly felt that this Broken Sword Mountain was from the bottom up. The remnant sword became more and more sparse, but the strength of the sword qi it emitted was the opposite.

Just now, he didn't even use the Fighting Sword Pill, and the Burning Sun Sword was already about to shoot out on its own. If it really echoes the peak at the beginning, the danger can be imagined.

Thinking of this, he decided to start from the bottom first. Start with an ordinary flying sword battle, and slowly hone it. After the flying sword is almost honed, the sword fight will be carried out step by step.

He calmed his mind. Only then did he unhurriedly take out the in-class Doujian Pill wrapped in three-color fireworks from the Sumeru ring.

With one hand raised, he threw this Fighting Sword Pill into the air, and at the same time, the sword trick in his hand condensed, and the golden sword shot into the air after a tremor in his hand.

Then the sword technique in his hand changed, and after the wisps of pale golden sword qi on the void sword condensed in the void, it also turned into a pale golden ball of light, and hit the three-colored flame headlong.

There was a muffled "bang"!

The three-colored flame actually fused with the pale golden sword qi and exploded, revealing one of the silver orbs, which spun up in midair.

Suddenly, in the entire void, clusters of flames of different colors emerged, and at the same time, a faint smell of incense spread.

At the same time, all kinds of flying swords at the bottom of Broken Sword Mountain invariably whispered in unison, and the entire mountain began to tremble slightly.

"Whoosh"!

At the bottom of the mountain, on the mountain wall closest to Liu Ming, a gray broken sword about a foot long, with a fist-sized gap on the sword body, suddenly burst into gray light, turning into a gray light two or three zhang long and shooting towards the silver beads in the air.

"Go!"

Seeing this, Liu Ming snorted lightly, and slammed the sword in his hand, and the golden sword suddenly disappeared in a blur after hovering in the void.

After a flash, a long golden light suddenly reappeared, and directly grazed the gray light.

"Here's it" a sound like tearing gold and silk came!

A wail suddenly came out of the gray light, and the faint gray light on the gray sword dissipated, and it re-transformed into a dull broken sword, and circled back into its original place with a "flutter".

On the nearby mountain wall, light gray mist emerged and quickly wrapped the short sword.

"It seems that this Broken Sword Mountain still has the ability to warm up these remnant swords. Seeing this, Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and he muttered softly.

And from the moment the small gray sword shot out to its reinsertion into the sword mountain, it was only a matter of two or three breaths.

At this time, a burst of "snort" sound came one after another, and more broken swords rose from the mountain one after another, turning into swords of different colors, densely roaring towards the golden swords in the void.

"Oops!"

Liu Ming hurriedly jumped forward, grabbed the Fighting Sword Pill in his hand, and quickly entered the Void Mi Ring like lightning.

Although he had simulated how to use the Fighting Sword Pill many times in the Illusion Realm before, he still underestimated the provocation of this Pill against these remnant swords.

......

At the same time, in a cave in Heavenly Sword Peak, a young man in a brocade robe wearing a jade crown and looking upright was sitting cross-legged, looking at a layer of white light in the void in front of him.

"Hey, these old guys, it's really getting more and more nonsense! It's just a junior in the Fake Dan realm, although the flying sword has smelted the galaxy sand and is much sharper than the ordinary flying sword, but at this time, refining the sword pill is still a little too hasty, tsk...... He was also given a high-grade Fighting Sword Pill, and if he couldn't control it, he was afraid that his life would be in danger. However, this person is not a disciple of my Heavenly Sword Blade, and he can only see his own creation. ”

After the green-robed young man muttered a few words to himself, he suddenly waved one hand, and a roll of blue light shot towards the white light curtain.

After a faint ripple on the surface of the light curtain, the "flutter" turned into a little white light and dissipated.

......

At this time, Liu Ming, who was in the burial sword mound in Broken Sword Mountain, was sitting cross-legged, with beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down on his forehead.

As he kept pinching the sword technique with both hands, a golden light in the void was surrounded and intercepted by dozens of rays of light, shuttling with extreme dexterity, and from time to time there was a sound of "ping-pong" sword rubbing.

Because this entry-level Fighting Sword Pill was too powerful, in just a few moments of sacrifice, it had already attracted hundreds of flying swords to fly towards him, and he was in a mess with the Void Flying Sword.

There were also a few flying swords that fought each other in the void without knowing what and why, which made Liu Ming secretly relieved.

Although most of these flying swords were the lowest level in the entire mountain, and the sword qi was the weakest, hundreds of them rushed up, even if the Void Sword was extremely sharp, it was impossible to parry it under such a wheel battle.

At this time, the golden light on the surface of the Void Sword was obviously a little dimmer than before, and even with the support of Xinghe Sand, there were still many small cracks on the sword body that were visible to the naked eye.

Liu Ming's own spiritual power was also consumed at an accelerated pace with the flying sword, and even with the help of the Transformation Insect and his spiritual power far beyond that of the same level, he was now overwhelmed.

Rao is like this, if he changes to other sword cultivators in the early stage of the True Dan, I am afraid that the sword will be destroyed long ago.

At the same time, there were still flying swords on the mountain peaks, as if attracted by the sword intent here, they shot towards this side.

After Liu Ming sighed a little helplessly, with a one-handed void move, the golden flying sword circled, slashing back the two flying swords as fast as lightning, and then flew back into the sword bag on his waist with a "whoosh".

Then he stroked the sword bag with one hand and hid it, and at the same time, he didn't dare to delay for a moment to mobilize the mana in his body, infused it into the car plague totem on his shoulder, and instantly stimulated it, and after his breath converged, he flashed away behind a huge bluestone at the foot of the mountain.

Sure enough, as he expected, the remaining seventy or eighty flying swords in the void fought with each other after losing their main target.

After a short time, those flying swords finally consumed the last sword qi and stopped fighting, and one by one the handles shot back into the Broken Sword Mountain, and several of the flying swords that were dull and had been completely spiritually damaged fell to the ground.

Liu Ming closed his eyes with peace of mind, immersed his divine sense into the Void Sword Bag on his waist, and carefully observed the situation of the Void Sword.

At this time, the situation of the Void Sword was obviously not very optimistic, in addition to the small cracks that I had seen before, on the sword body, there were countless scratches crisscrossing the sword, although they were not some serious damage, but at least they had to be recuperated for ten days and half a month before they could be restored.

But Liu Ming is not in a hurry!

This mistake was caused by the failure to control the use of the Fighting Sword Pill, and there was such a gap, which just allowed him to simulate the use of the Fighting Sword Pill in the illusion.

At the moment, most of them are low-level flying swords, and if he enters the middle and upper layers of the mountain peak to hone the flying sword, and the sword fighting pill is not properly controlled, he may really attract the disaster of killing.

After thinking so, he filled the sword bag with some elixir, and then meditated cross-legged on the spot to recover his spiritual power and mana. (To be continued......)