Yang Jian was wandering around, and suddenly, a pitch-black coffin appeared in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This black coffin looks like a wooden coffin, it is already black, and it is covered with some insect eyes, it looks a little rotten, but the appearance is very poor, if it is placed elsewhere, such a coffin, anyone will disdain it, but put it here, Yang Jian does not dare to despise it in the slightest.

Seeing Yang Jian staring at this coffin, the Green Snake Demon immediately smiled and said, "Hehehe, Uncle Shi is really good eyesight, and he immediately found the only innate spirit treasure here." ”

"This is actually an innate spirit treasure!" Yang Jian suddenly exclaimed.

The green snake demon smiled: "This is indeed an innate spirit treasure, and it is a relatively powerful one of the innate spirit treasures, but originally there was a coffin lamp on its head which was where its essence was, and that lamp was originally on the treasure rock for the lantern to be used by the Dao people, so this treasure was a little incomplete, and was given up by the teacher and me successively, and stayed in this treasure house, I thought that Uncle Shi had seen it." ”

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Contrary to what my nephew said, I didn't see the magic of this treasure at all, I stared at this treasure, just because this treasure looks too bad." ”

The green snake demon looked at the coffin, and immediately smiled: "Hehehe, that's what I said."

The gods are self-obscure, but all powerful spiritual treasures will hide themselves on weekdays, and only when they meet Allah or at a certain time will they show their gods.

After losing this treasure lamp, it was obvious that it had lost a lot of wisdom, and it didn't look at the surrounding environment, in such places, the rest of the magic weapons were blooming wantonly, and it instinctively hid itself, but it made it more and more conspicuous.

However, after all, this treasure is an innate spirit treasure, although it is a little defective, and the spiritual wisdom is a little worse, but the power is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons, and it is also of great help to enlightenment, if Uncle Shi likes it, take it!"

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll take a look at something else!"

Yang Jian looked around, and suddenly, his eyes suddenly fell on a giant sword not far away with a somewhat strange shape, the material resembled stone, gray, and old spots, and said with a smile: "The senior nephew was wrong just now, and it seems that it is not only the treasure just now that is obscure. ”

When the green snake demon heard Yang Jian's words, he immediately looked at him and fell on the sword, and then suddenly smiled: "Hehehe, Uncle Shi can take this sword and take a look at it." ”

When Yang Jian heard this, he immediately used his mana, and separated a force to wrap it towards the giant sword.

As soon as Yang Jian's power came into contact with the giant sword, Yang Jian only felt a desolate and vast aura coming from his face, and the sword seemed to instantly turn into a huge monster, engulfing the power he had separated.

Yang steadied himself and asked, "What's going on?"

The green snake demon said: "This is the sword of the witch clan, and it is like this, it is not a divine obscurity. The Wu clan's cultivation method only cultivates the physical body, not the original god, that is, their blades and artifacts are also very different from my Daomen, they will devour the spirit of the gods, and they can only use their own strength to wield them, and there is no way to use the mana of the Dao Gate to help the power of the gods, yes, although most of the blades of the Wu clan are made of natural and earthly treasures, and the grades are extremely high, they are not suitable for my Daomen monks to use. ”

"Da!"

When Yang Jian heard this, he suddenly stepped out, and instantly appeared in front of the sword, and his hands suddenly shook towards the rough hilt of the sword.

Yang only felt that this sword was extremely heavy, and if he didn't use his mana, he would only rely on his physical strength, but it would be very difficult to lift it.

His physical body is extremely powerful, but his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary immortals, and he has such a hard time holding this sword, ordinary monks, I am afraid that even when he reaches the heavenly immortals, it is difficult to lift this sword.

On the sword, a huge and incomparably simple and vast aura continued to emanate, impacting Yang Jian, making Yang Jian almost get rid of this sword.

Yang Jian used his mana to resist the impact, but after his mana landed on this sword, his spiritual power and true qi disappeared like a sea of mud cows. There was only a faint crunching sound, as if it were a pebble that could not fall to the ground.

Due to the stimulation of Yang Jian's mana, a stronger force suddenly erupted to resist, and in the face of this force, Yang Jian felt powerless and insignificant.

The giant sword suddenly took off his hand, and Yang Jian only felt the qi and blood in his chest rolling, but he was a little nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"What's the matter?" the green snake demon asked Yang Jian with a smile, and there was a meaning in his eyes that he said that you don't believe it.

"This sword is really not suitable for Daomen monks. Yang Jian let out a long breath, and then said with palpitations.

This sword can not only devour the mana of the Dao Gate, but also, it itself contains an incomparably powerful power, just now, Yang Jian could feel that this is an extremely powerful force, beyond the power he can perceive at present, stronger than the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

If this power can be used for oneself, it will naturally be looked down upon, but this power resists the power of the Daomen, and the Daomen monks, taking this weapon, will only reduce their own strength, no matter how good this sword is, it is naturally not suitable for the Daomen monks to use.

Just when he was about to give up this sword, a bright light flashed in his mind, and his heart suddenly moved, and he said secretly: "Other Daomen monks are naturally helpless to take this sword, but I don't know if the transformation method I comprehend can transform the power on this sword into Daomen True Qi, if it can be transformed, the huge power contained in this sword will naturally be used by me, and when the time comes, ......."

Thinking of this, Yang Jian suddenly reached out to hold the huge sword again, and the huge power suddenly burst out, Yang Jian hurriedly devoured a trace into his body, and then hurriedly analyzed and transformed.

"Bang!"

Something incredible happened suddenly, and Yang Jian only found that as he transformed this trace of aura, an ancient world appeared in his mind.

It is a gray world, and the sun, moon, and stars are not visible. Huge mountain peaks everywhere and in ancient times.

These peaks are very large, and the two walls are like knives. Smooth as a mirror. Standing in front of these peaks, man is like dust, small and vast. On the peaks of the mountain, you can see the scorch marks of lightning burning here and there, as well as some shocking marks of weapons scraping.

There was a trace of solemnity in Yang Jian's eyes, and from it, he smelled a trace of ancient breath.

"Wow!one by one"

A huge creature with a human-faced snake body with a red body and a body length of more than 100 zhang let out a long roar, and from behind the towering mountain peak in front of Yang Jian, it came out with electricity.

At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly felt the threat of death, and his whole person became frightened.

Everything was shattered in an instant, Yang Jian's consciousness returned, his hand had already left the huge sword, but his whole body was still a little trembling, but he had not yet recovered from the fright just now.