The sword pool, as the name suggests, is the pool of the sword.

The whole cave is full of hundreds of weapons, some are high and some are low, some are obliquely inserted and some are directly inserted, and the weapons are exactly the same, but they are like swords and not swords, like knives and not knives, although they look strange, but they give people a strange sense of beauty.

The mist in the pool is filled, rising and falling, and the weapons are hidden or visible in the fog, adding a bit of immortal energy.

Especially when hundreds of the same weapons are gathered together, it gives people a particularly strong impact.

In the middle of the high platform, a weapon is the most conspicuous, only to see the starlight on it, bright and uncertain, like the stars in the night sky, charming and mysterious.

"Xingchen Iron, it's actually Xingchen Iron. Sikong Zhan's eyes lit up, his heart turned over, and he almost jumped with joy.

Xingchen Iron comes from outside the sky, it has always been precious and abnormal, the appearance is magnificent, and it implies starlight.

Xingchen Iron is an extremely rare refining material, which is equivalent to a priceless treasure for a sect like Xingzhu Sea that cultivates exercises related to the stars. Sikong Zhan didn't know what Xingchen Tie could refine in the future, but there was a solemn introduction in the Star Tribulation Sutra, which was related to a natal magic weapon when it was in the immortal realm of others.

"Gotta get it. At the moment of Chen Tie, Sikong Zhan said firmly to himself in his heart. If it weren't for the rational suppression, for fear of the unanimous hatred from many martial artists, Sikong Zhan couldn't wait to rush forward.

The situation of many warriors is much better than that of Sikong Zhan, and whoever puts the weapon will not doubt the power of the divine soldier, and he can't help the throbbing in his heart, not because the divine soldier has not yet been cast perfectly, and the sword sacrifice that is still the last step away.

The sound of swallowing saliva came and went, and the vast majority of the warriors showed greed on their faces, and their fiery eyes hated to take the divine soldiers for themselves immediately.

"This is a divine soldier, it's beautiful. ”

"It is worthy of being a divine soldier, and the power can be imagined. ”

"If I get it, I will be able to run rampant and dare to deceive me. ”

"Sure enough, there is a fate with me, and the divine soldier is mine. ”

......

Smack!

Zhong Shan clapped his hands twice to awaken the warriors with different thoughts.

"Patriarch Zhong, take the liberty of asking, this is ......" One couldn't help but ask.

"The one in the middle is the real magic weapon, and everything else is fake. Zhong Shan stroked his beard and said.

"I see. ”

......

Sikong Zhan was powerless to complain in his heart, which neuropathy did this, and he actually made so many fakes, although the atmosphere was rendered very well, but there was no need to pretend like this.

There are not a few people who have similar thoughts to him, and they all muttered to themselves, could it be that there is something mysterious in this.

"Ladies and gentlemen, noon has arrived, and the sword festival has officially begun. ”

As soon as Zhong Shan's words fell, an old man appeared from behind him, this old man Sikong Zhan had not seen before he came in, so it could be seen that this person was already in the cave in advance.

The old man was a little unkempt, his clothes were ragged, his hair stood on end, his beard was unkempt, his expression was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot, but he was very energetic.

He held his head high, and a group of masters clearly did not put these people, when he was a weapon, the enthusiasm in his eyes seemed to melt them.

The old man entered the sword pool step by step, and the closer he got to the center, the more his expression became, as if the fanatical believers in the world, their bodies and even their souls, were contributed to the "gods" in their hearts.

Bloodletting, sprinkling blood.

The mist in the pool seemed to have been stimulated suddenly, and became violently boiling, like the mist in the mountains, surging endlessly under the blowing of the mountain wind, completely covering the weapons when gathering, and being clear when they dispersed.

No one paid attention to the old man who was pale, completed his mission, and left silently alone, and they all put their eyes into the sword pool, observing the changes that occurred in the sword pool after the sword sacrifice. Sikong Zhan was the same, but he was not surprised by the sword sacrifice, but just thought that under the sword pool was the place where the earth fire was.

Finally, someone couldn't bear to take the lead.

A figure broke into the sword pool, and this person was like a pebble thrown into the water of a lake, quickly provoking a series of reactions. Thirty or so people almost in the same amount of time, one by one, submerged into the sword pool.

Although the four members of the Zhong family are the casting party, it does not mean that they have no ambition for the divine soldiers, and they also join in each other.

The scuffle begins now.

As long as someone dares to approach the divine soldier first, they will be attacked by the combined force of everyone. The first warrior, although he seized the first opportunity, was also greeted by everyone's full strength, and was directly beaten to death by vomiting blood, becoming the first master to sacrifice for the divine soldier.

In the face of the magic of the divine soldiers, everyone began to go crazy, going to *** chance, who knows if there is one or two, or more.

No one knows the true situation of the divine soldier better than Sikong Zhan, he has always been indifferent at the moment like a madman, he was taken one step ahead of time, and he had no place to cry.

Zhou Botong is a good senior brother, wholeheartedly supporting Sikong Zhan, the two brothers are extremely martial arts, they all have the blessing of fighting with each other, and the four exercises are against the enemy, it stands to reason that they should have an advantage.

But because everyone else knows that Sikong Zhan's martial arts are no less than the four uniques, and seeing Zhou Botong's single-minded assistance, this is worth it, in case such a master gets a magic weapon, how can there be their play, there is no need to discuss, they will be surrounded and beaten together.

As soon as the momentum of Sikong Zhan and Zhou Botong was defeated, Hong Qiyi Deng, Dongfang Shengchi, Dezan, the White Elder of the Sifang Gate, and the Bright Left Envoy of the Ming Sect also appeared from time to time.

And the crowd dealt with them again, in short, a scuffle, a complete scuffle. A warrior must be on guard against sneak attacks everywhere at any time, otherwise, the three corpses underground are proof of this.

In an instant, the three Xiao Zhou Tian masters who were calling for wind and rain outside died tragically one after another, which was extremely terrifying.

Innate Gong One Yang refers to the Quanzhen Sword Technique, the Six Veins Divine Sword, the Eighteen Palms of the Flame Sword, the Divine Gate Sword Technique, the Heavenly Demon**...... , in the past, it was difficult to see the various sects and sects of the school gathered here and collided with each other.

The metallic sound of the swords, the raging energy, the surrounding false god soldiers were either interrupted, or they were lifted into the air and fell to the side.

"That's not the way to go, you have to use your hole cards. While dealing with the enemy, Sikong Zhan was also paying attention to the situation in the field, if he didn't use the talisman, he might not be able to get the divine weapon.

At this moment, there was a sudden change in the field.

Somehow, Chide took the lead, flew up, and stretched out his left hand to the divine soldier on the high platform.

"You dare!"

"Look for death!"

"Kill!"

......

Seeing that they were about to be seized by Chitzan, everyone was furious, and where did the stinky monks come from, they all used their own tricks and bombarded Chide Zan.

Chide Zan's finally seized the opportunity, how could he retreat, as long as he instantly drew out the divine weapon, he was confident that he could dodge the attack behind him.

Sikong Zhan was so angry that he was actually exploited by others, locked on to Chi Dezan, directly attracted a little true qi, and cast a powerful attack power of the lightning charm.

"Ahh At the same time, a ray of thunder and lightning struck him out of thin air, right next to the divine soldier.

In the blink of an eye, everyone dispersed, with an incredible face, you, me, didn't know what was going on.