Inside the Nether Spirit Bead, Yin Kui had already recovered from the shock and excitement just now.

Looking at the small flying sword that Zhang Yan was holding, he regained his elegant and elegant posture, with a smile on his face, and he looked like a spring breeze.

"But it's strange, why didn't Yun Lianfeng use it for sacrifice, there was obviously no soul intention left on it, if he had sacrificed and refined, he would have sent out this flying sword at that time, and the power would definitely be even stronger!"

Zhang Yan's divine sense was released, wrapped the flying sword, and probed for a long time, the flying sword actually did not have the slightest trace of being sacrificed, and there was a divine soul and mind branded.

"Master, do you think this flying sword is just as it looks like on the surface? When this flying sword first came into contact, I thought it was just a superb magic weapon, and its power was really a superb magic weapon, but in fact, this flying sword was a spiritual weapon!"

Yin Kui explained in a slow voice, "Therefore, Yun Lianfeng can't refine it at all, but this flying sword has to absorb spiritual power every day, otherwise the power will be greatly reduced, and he has to make a new blood sacrifice, otherwise he can only use his own spiritual power to nourish every day, so that he can always maintain the power of the flying sword."

"But you are different, condensing your divine sense, the spirit weapon is no longer any obstacle to you, and after the sacrifice, you can exert the greater power of the flying sword. When the time comes, you will be connected to the Flying Sword, and it will be able to absorb the surrounding aura on its own!"

"Is this forbidden spirit flying sword really so magical? This thief door is really mysterious and weird!"

Hearing Yin Kui's words, he was even more interested in this little flying sword, and faintly looked forward to it, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Just a little flying sword?"

The three people beside him, seeing Zhang Yan pinching the miniature flying sword in his hand, couldn't help but come up, and Jiu Ling even widened his two beautiful big eyes, and said suspiciously.

"Don't look at the small size of this flying sword, I almost killed Zhang before!"

The surface of the flying sword is full of dense fine line marks, and the texture is simple.

It was very different from the refining method of the flying sword that Zhang Yan had seen.

Zhang Yan did not return to the plate and sat down, but directly took the small flying sword, bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood to the top.

But in front of Jiu Ling and the other three, he sacrificed the flying sword.

Zhang Yan's magic trick was like electricity, the spiritual light in his hand flickered, and the spiritual rays staggered and flew on the small flying sword.

The powerful divine sense, like the substance, was released by Zhang Yan, and it wrapped the tiny flying sword at once.

Jiu Ling and Bai Li Fang and the other three widened their eyes in astonishment and froze in place.

They also didn't expect that Zhang Yan would sacrifice the treasure in front of them without warning.

Sacrificing treasures, although they are not cultivated when they are interrupted, there is a danger that they will go mad.

However, if someone interferes with the refining of things, it is also possible to damage the minds of the people who are refining, so it is generally taboo to have someone by their side, and it is most suitable for them to be calm and calm.

Now Zhang Yan's behavior made the three of them stunned, and they all consciously held their breath.

The three of them looked at Zhang Yan's skillful technique and were secretly amazed.

Half an hour later.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Yan's hand, and the magic trick was pinched out and hit the forbidden spirit sword.

Shout!

The Forbidden Spirit Flying Sword, like an inch of astonishing lightning, suddenly flew out, and stabbed into the top of the barren mountain wall opposite in the blink of an eye.

In the next moment, the Forbidden Spirit Flying Sword swept out of the mountain with another roar, and returned to Zhang Yan's hand in an instant.

On the Forbidden Spirit Flying Sword, the small sword body was still a dark gray, and there was not the slightest dirt stained.

Bang!

Just as Zhang Yan was staring at the small flying sword in his hand, the huge barren mountain boulder opposite instantly collapsed.

The dust was all over the place, and the rubble rolled down to the ground, becoming a pile of rubble.

This sudden scene made Jiu Ling and the other four, including Zhang Yan, stunned.

"This flying sword is so powerful? You were caught in your body by this flying sword before, but there was nothing wrong with it?"

At the scene in front of him, Jiu Ling's face turned slightly pale, stared at Zhang Yan, and said strangely.

Zhang Yan also frowned, shook his head slightly, and did not speak.

"This flying sword has been refined by you, and the power has increased I don't know how much, there is nothing terrible about the flying sword itself, what is terrible is that it can absorb spiritual power and vitality, this barren mountain and boulder, there is not much spiritual energy stored in it, of course, it was instantly shattered. ”

In the ghost spirit bead, seeing that Zhang Yan was confused by the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but explain: "Therefore, when this flying sword enters the monk's body, it is not so easy to play a role, but now that you have been sacrificed and refined, hehe, if the **** is now like the body of a monk in the Qi refining period, at most half an hour, that person's spiritual power can be completely imprisoned if it is not absorbed!"

Hiss!

Zhang Yan couldn't help but gasp for cold air at first, and then his eyes lit up.

Such a forbidden spirit sword can have such power, it can be regarded as the most terrifying flying sword on his body now, except for the Shadow Killing Blade.

Zhang Yan played the trick again, and raised the forbidden spirit flying sword.

The small flying sword, like an inch, slashed and stabbed around several people, and the trajectory was traceless, almost silent, making De Bailifang and the others pale, revealing a trace of fear.

Swish!

With a move in Zhang Yan's hand, the Forbidden Spirit Flying Sword suddenly returned to his hand.

In the middle of a flip, the flying sword had already disappeared.

"Now that the injury is fine, I can return to the barren peak, and I can't delay!"

Zhang Yan's face was solemn, he spoke solemnly, and then he took the lead in taking the lead, and he couldn't allow the three of them to say a word.

Jiu Ling looked at Zhang Yan and hurriedly swept away, left them, pouted, stomped his feet, and the spiritual light flashed in his hand, and he used the acceleration method to fly and follow.

Baili Fang and Lin Qiaoyin glanced at each other, made a helpless expression, and followed up.

Although the two of them don't know what happened to Lu Dao, since Zhang Yan saved their lives, it is now considered a smooth journey, so it is better to follow them and go to Baiyun Peak, if there is any trouble, maybe they can also help.

Two days later, in Zhang Yan's sight, the snow-capped mountains in the southern region of the barren ancient land that Zhu Jizi said appeared.

The endless snow-capped mountains go straight into the sky, and on the reckless sky, a touch of snow-white peaks, layer upon layer, spreads away, and there is no edge in sight, and it goes deep into the other end of the ancient land.

The Southern Snow Mountain, which belongs to the southernmost part of the barren ancient forest, winds and winds countless magnificent snow-capped mountains with a touch of snow-white, forming a huge circular basin.

The rich aura, rolling and rising in the basin, is viscous and dripping, and from a distance, hesitate to layer upon layer of crystal snow mist.

A dozen miles to the west of the bottom of the plate was a vast swamp, in which black clouds filled the swamp, smoke rose up, and the dirty and viscous swamp water was full of foam rolling and bursting.

At the southern end of the swamp, Zhang Yan could faintly see the tail of the back mountain of the Baiyun Barren Peak, the huge Baiyun peaks, stretching into the distance.

"What is this basin?"

Zhang Yan looked at those aura that was so thick that it was covetous, and he didn't dare to be sure of the guess in his heart, so he asked.

"Senior Brother Zhang, although we haven't been here, but I heard from Senior Brother Desolate Peak that the cave mansion of the first generation disciples of your Baiyun Peak, Agni Peak, and Luoxue Peak is said to be on three sides of a basin, and Yinggao is here. ”

Baili Fang took Zhang Yan's words, looked at the basin in the distance, and spoke.

Is this it?

Zhang Yan's eyes were full of surprise and excitement, looking at the rich snow-white aura of the basin, and the light in his eyes was great.