These swords are very small compared to the vastness of the sky, but like the stars in the sky, they give people a sense of majesty and mystery.

The sword can give people the feeling of being like a star, which can only mean being strong.

The eldest grandson Qianxue raised her head and looked at those sword lights, and the Nine Nether King Sword in her hand automatically groaned softly.

"How can there be so many swords?"

"How so?"

She hadn't completely detached herself from the shocking scene when the old monk of Donghu had just stepped into the Eight Realms, and now she was instantly in an incomprehensible shock.

"Because it's familiar. ”

Ding Ning looked at her beautiful side face, looked at the Nine Nether King Sword in her hand, which naturally reacted, took a deep breath, and continued, "Because these swords used to be enemies of the Nine Nether King Sword, or comrades-in-arms, or in a sense, the Nine Nether King Sword used to be a part of these swords. ”

"It's a night stalker. ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue reacted, and an uncomfortable feeling appeared in his body, "These are the famous swords of the previous dynasty and the old Changling. ”

Ding Ning nodded.

In every era, in every dynasty, there will be many outstanding craftsmen, and there will be many top cultivators who have cultivated many famous swords.

In the past, there were many famous swords in the three dynasties of Han, Zhao and Wei, and after the destruction of the three dynasties of Han, Zhao and Wei, the famous swords of these three dynasties were all attributed to the Great Qin Dynasty, and finally appeared in the sword valley of the recent Minshan Sword Meeting.

There are many famous swords in the Bashan Sword Field, and after the destruction of the Bashan Sword Field, the sword collection is owned by Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve.

There is also something that should not be ignored, but has been forgotten, that is, the famous sword of the old powerful gatekeeper.

The old powerful gate lords actually ruled the Great Qin Dynasty for many years, and for a long time, these old powerful gate lords had the strongest cultivators, and they also cultivated many famous swords.

Those who can be selected by powerful cultivators to become swords are not mortal, especially most of them are nourished as life-like objects, even after the death of the sword owner, these swords are as if they have been branded with a soul or tempered and enhanced, and naturally the natal vitality of the sword owner is combined, becoming the crystallization of the sword and becoming a part of the sword itself.

In the era of the old gate valve of Changling, the Gongsun family was the leader of the old powerful gate valve, and the Nine Netherworld King Sword was the strongest and fiercest sword in the era of the old powerful gate lord, and in that nearly a hundred years, the cultivators of the Gongsun family used this sword to kill many cultivators, and fought with many swords or fought together.

Although no one has ever been able to refine the Nine Nether King Sword into a natal sword, the close contact or battle with these swords also makes the Nine Nether King Sword have a trace of vitality left in the Nine Nether King Sword.

At this time, these vitality imprints induce each other, which is what Ding Ning called familiarity.

There is no doubt that whether it is with the help of Zheng Sleeve or the night owl himself, most of the famous swords left behind by the sword treasures of those old gate lords and magnates are in the hands of the current night owl.

These swords have been nurtured by those sword slaves for a lifetime, and under the urging of the night owls, they have shown a powerful and mysterious power, forming a sword formation that even the eldest grandson Qianxue cannot understand.

Donghu Monk's brows were also deeply furrowed, and three wrinkles appeared on his skin like an old tree.

These swords flew in the air, forming a mountain shape, but in his perception, there were thousands of overlapping mountains.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that each sword pulled sharply formed a mountain.

He could feel that this sword array was not a killing array, but a trapped maze.

Practitioners of any level have a unique perception of crisis.

Now the Donghu monk has advanced to the eight realms, and the communication with the vitality has reached the stars, and the surrounding heaven and earth have been meticulously inducted, and can even see the life and death trajectories of many living beings from many residual vitality, in his perception of the world, some things flow faster than normal, and some things become slower than normal, whether it is fast or slow, and it is different from usual, it is equivalent to changing the boundaries of time.

What Donghu monk said to Ding Ning when he broke through the realm of "seeing all living beings" did not just mean that he saw a lot of things that he could not usually perceive, but that his soul wandered in many places that he had not been to in an instant, and the most true meaning was to sense the cycle of life and death of many living beings.

As for "seeing God", it means that reaching the Eight Realms is like reaching the realm of a god, completely changing the world and looking at the world from one perspective.

With his strength, he can kill many Seven Realms Grandmasters, he can escape without being stopped by a thousand armies, and he can truly dominate the world without any scruples.

Even so, he felt extremely dangerous.

"Ramming!"

His hands swung upward, and the staff he held became bright and transparent, and he didn't see his lips open, but the staff struck the air, and it let out a strange and clear roar, like a Buddha's chant.

Different cultivation methods have different scenes of enlightenment, when Emperor Yuanwu used all his strength, there were huge and dazzling pillars of light falling, but at this time, when he used all his strength, there were countless subtle and graceful in the sky, but there were no dazzling stars of light sprinkled, just like countless heavenly maidens scattered flowers.

But the real sense of power came from his own body.

An invisible but real force continued to expand outward from his body, as if his entire body was constantly expanding outward.

Titicaca...

The tips of the falling swords suddenly encountered resistance, not rubbing against the air, but colliding directly, colliding with the King Kong wall, directly emitting the sound of a hard object crashing.

A truly transparent Vajra wall appeared between heaven and earth.

This in itself was a means of defense for the Donghu ascetics, but in the hands of the Donghu monks at this time, it was no longer just defense.

In his determined gaze, the invisible but real Vajra Wall forcibly squeezed outward at a terrifying speed.

Those swords kept vibrating, and because of the unique mental connection, all the sword slaves who had fallen to the ground were bleeding, and they were on the verge of dying in an instant.

Blood beads are dripping from every pore between the hair and skin of the night owl's body.

He felt the terrifying power from the Eight Realms, and everything in his body reminded him that he could die at any time.

But a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body couldn't bear it, but the strong will made him raise his hand, and the void shook it hard.

Many veins on his forehead appeared with skin, shining, and then ignited a real flame, like golden and red runes.

The telekinesis he had imprinted on those famous swords also burned.

Every rune of the famous sword that struggled in the air lit up, burning with golden and red flames.

Puff puff puff...

All the famous swords shattered in the air like paper swords, but all the vitality power still condensed into a sword shape and fell with more powerful force.

In the perception of Ding Ning and the eldest grandson Qianxue, at this moment, the body was extremely huge, almost filling the body of the Donghu monk outside this heaven and earth, and countless holes were pierced by these swords.

The King Kong wall broke, and countless invisible swords that had lost their sword tires fell.

Each sword landed and smashed to the ground with the true weight of a mountain, raising a cloud of dust and smoke hundreds of feet high.

The cane in the hand of the Donghu monk fell to the ground in front of them, and the storm swirled outside their bodies, but they could not enter.

There had been no sound for a long time, and Fusu, who was the weakest in cultivation, only felt that his consciousness was torn apart by the two forces, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, fainting.

The puff of dust and smoke stood in the air, supported by the power of the vitality, and did not disperse at all.

Ding Ning looked at it, there were really thousands of mountains outside his body, and some of the vigorous glow was shining on the top of the mountain like subtle lightning, constantly making the top of these dust mountains dim and snow-white, like the twilight snow of a thousand mountains.

That's what worries him the most.

Those who live only for revenge are always the most terrible.