In its heyday, the Temple of War was infinitely close to the Immortal Emperor's weapon. Even if there was only a fragment left, the internal space was extremely powerful.
If it were a complete Temple of War, it would be difficult for even the Immortal Realm to enter, let alone Daluo Jinxian.
Looking around, the surroundings were desolate, with not a single tree in sight, broken mountains and sinking lakes everywhere.
The complete Temple of War is a world of its own, and the Sacred Heart of the Wind has raised countless living beings inside.
With the disintegration of the War Temple, most of the creatures living in the War Temple became extinct.
Everywhere he looked was foggy, and Liu Wuxie couldn't see where the edge of the War Temple was.
Judging from his position, this fragment should belong to the middle part of the Temple of War. Liu Wuxie didn't know the specific area.
Half a month has passed, and as many as hundreds of thousands of monks have come in, and have already entered the depths of the Temple of War.
"The Divine Book of Heaven, can you sense the location of the Great Book of Mysteries?"
Liu Wuxie communicated with the Divine Book of Heaven, hoping to give herself a hint.
There is no response from the Divine Book of Heaven. Could it be that the Great Book of Mysteries is not here?
After coming, Liu Wuxie definitely couldn't leave like this, just treat it as an experience, and there were monks falling continuously at the entrance.
Liu Wuxie took heavy steps and walked step by step towards the depths of the War Temple.
Because the space laws here are dozens of times stronger than those in the Immortal Luo Realm, it is difficult for Daluo Jinxian to fly here and he can only rely on his feet to travel.
The strong squeezing feeling made Liu Wuxie feel suffocated, as if a big stone was pressing on her heart, making it extremely difficult to breathe.
It is conceivable that it will be even more difficult for those who enter the peak fairyland.
As you slowly adapt, the pressure on your body gradually decreases.
Walking aimlessly, Liu Wuxie had no specific goal. In addition, the internal space of the Temple of War had been disrupted, so he could only go wherever he went.
After walking for about half a day, a broken mountain peak appeared in front of us, as if someone had cut it in half.
"What a terrifying power."
Liu Wuxie was secretly surprised. In that battle, the Immortal Emperor was definitely involved.
Around the broken mountain peak, Liu Wuxie saw many figures looking for something.
"call out!"
A golden sword energy emerged from the broken mountain peak, and soon disappeared, sinking into the depths of the broken mountain peak.
"Sword Spirit!"
Liu Wuxie's eyes narrowed. There was actually a sword spirit hidden in this broken mountain peak.
It should be that the long sword that cut off this mountain peak has broken, and the sword has become flexible and has been guarding here to accompany the broken long sword.
As for the broken sword, it is estimated that it has long since turned into decay, but the sword spirit has been silently guarding this place for nearly ten thousand years.
Quickening his pace, Liu Wuxie rushed towards the broken mountain peak.
After so many years, the sword spirit's spiritual intelligence is far less than before, and it is estimated that it has fallen into a state of chaos, retaining a trace of the sword spirit's consciousness.
If this sword spirit can be refined, the quality of the blood-drinking sword will be greatly improved.
Before Liu Wuxie could react, the blood-drinking knife appeared on its own initiative. The blood marks on it gave off a strange luster, as if a beast had smelled the blood and asked.
"Hey...it seems that the bloodstain has also discovered the sword spirit."
Liu Wuxie showed a strange expression.
Although bloodstains have appeared in the past, the most magical effect is to increase combat effectiveness.
So far, Liu Wuxie has not figured out the origin of this bloodstain.
"Could it be said that Bloodstain has to evolve by devouring other sword spirits?"
a bold idea
The law was growing in Liu Wuxie's mind. If this was really the case, then the Blood Drinking Sword would be too outrageous.
Liu Wuxie had refined the Blood-Drinking Knife many times before, but the progress was extremely slow. Later, he obtained fragments of the Shura Knife and was able to repair the broken position.
Liu Wuxie is not short of refining materials, but he doesn't seem to be too interested in the blood-drinking knife. He is very repulsive and does not allow those junk materials to be merged with him.
"The Sword Spirit is down there, let's find it quickly."
Fifty or sixty monks gathered around the broken mountain peak, and they were digging frantically, trying to dig out the sword spirit.
Liu Wuxie stood in the distance, holding out his ghost eyes, trying to penetrate the broken mountain peak.
The space laws here are too strong. The ghost eyes can only penetrate five or six meters underground at most, making it difficult to go any further.
He exerted his spiritual power, like mercury, and continued to dive.
Although you can't see where the sword spirit is hidden, you can feel a trace of the sword spirit's breath.
"On the right side."
Liu Wuxie walked towards his right side.
There is no sense of direction in the Temple of War, and there is not even night or day here, because the laws of space here are not in complete form.
One of the monks raised his head and looked at Liu Wuxie, with a strange look in his eyes.
He ignored Liu Wuxie, thinking that he just got lucky and happened to fly into the entrance of the War Temple.
After walking to the right, Liu Wuxie discovered that the blood stains on the blood-drinking knife were swimming faster. Just as Liu Wuxie had guessed, the blood stains also revealed that the sword spirit was hidden here.
"Bloodstain, do you want to swallow the sword spirit?"
Liu Wuxie needed to confirm that the Blood Drinking Sword had merged with the Shura Sword and became his natal magic weapon.
Even if he dies in the future, the blood-drinking knife will inherit his will and still have a trace of his soul in it, and he can also be reincarnated.
Bloodstains suddenly flowed on the blade, giving off a strange luster, as if responding to Liu Wuxie.
"As expected!"
Liu Wuxie nodded, held the blood-drinking knife in the palm of his hand, and approached the mountain step by step.
The sword spirit came out just now. It must have realized the danger and wanted to escape from this place.
The main body is hidden under the mountain. After the sword spirit escapes from the main body, it will be difficult to survive.
Unless a new host can be found, the sword spirit can be brought back to light.
"Blood Drinking Knife, be prepared."
Liu Wuxie raised the blood-drinking knife high, and suddenly his body flew forward.
The sword spirit emerged from the underground world again and flew towards the sky to escape the excavations of those people.
The moment it flew out, the blood-drinking knife suddenly flew out, heading straight for the sword spirit.
"Boy, how dare you!"
The monks standing on the other side of the mountain were extremely angry. They also thought of this method, sacrificing their long swords and forcibly collecting the sword spirit.
In the end, all failed without exception. Their long swords were unable to control the sword spirit.
Liu Wuxie ignored their cries, formed seals with his hands, and strange weapon seals appeared one after another, and went straight towards the sword spirit.
A wonderful scene appeared in front of everyone. The sword spirit that was snatched out actually flew towards the weapon seals, as if it had returned to its mother's arms.
What Liu Wuxie just carved was not an ordinary weapon seal, but contained a hint of the power of the Immortal Emperor.
According to Liu Wuxie's guess, this long sword was previously comparable to the Immortal Emperor's weapon, so its seal, which is comparable to the Immortal Emperor's weapon, is extremely attractive to sword spirits.
How could any of the monks present know this kind of seal?
The moment the sword spirit approached the weapon seal, the blood-drinking knife suddenly appeared.
An unparalleled blood seal appeared in the sky and enveloped the sword spirit.
The sword spirit realized something was wrong and wanted to break free.
The weapon seals floating around were suddenly crushed, and the sword spirit stopped struggling and was dragged into the blood-drinking knife by the blood marks.
This weapon spirit has been sleeping here for nearly ten thousand years, and its spiritual intelligence has long since disappeared. What is left is only instinct, and its ability is only one ten thousandth of what it was in its heyday.
No matter how much ability is left, after all, it was the weapon spirit of the Immortal Emperor's weapon back then, and this is enough.
After the blood stain swallowed up the sword spirit, it disappeared without a trace and returned to the depths of the Blood Drinking Knife.
All the seals around him disappeared, and Liu Wuxie forcibly carved a seal comparable to that of the Immortal Emperor, which caused a huge backlash and sent waves of soreness all over his body.
Relying on the practice of Dark Soul Underworld Sutra, if it were before, the soul sea would have exploded just now.
In just one thousandth of an instant, the sword spirit disappeared.
He stretched out his hand and the blood-drinking knife returned to his palm.
"Walk!"
Liu Wuxie turned around and fled away. Because the laws of space here were strong, even if he used the Nine Transformations of Divine Movement, his speed would only be faster than running.
"Boy, stop here."
They were the ones who discovered the sword spirit first, but Liu Wuxie took advantage of him. Everyone was extremely angry.
Several of them had extremely high cultivation levels, reaching the advanced Golden Immortal Realm. Their speed was faster than Liu Wuxie's, and they quickly closed the distance.
With Liu Wuxie's current combat power, it would be difficult to deal with the high-level Golden Fairy Realm unless he sacrificed his black pieces.
The opponent has a large number of people, as many as 50 or 60 people, and there are more than 30 people in the high-level Golden Fairyland. It is difficult for Heizi to win by himself.
Once you find a deserted place, refine the sword spirit first and improve the quality of the blood-drinking knife.
If you chase after me, it will not be easy for them to catch up with Liu Wuxie.
In this way, a tug-of-war began. They had been chasing for an hour, but they still refused to give up.
Maybe he was tired from scolding, but he heard heavy breathing from behind.
The horizon changed little by little, and a series of buildings appeared in front of it. A strange big city appeared in front of Liu Wuxie.
As he had guessed before, when the War Temple was complete, there were a large number of human beings living in it. Some were descendants of the Holy Heart of the Wind, and some were his devotees. They prayed in the War Temple every day, decomposing the endless power of faith and sending it to the wind.
Sacred Heart.
Liu Wuxie rushed towards the big city without any hesitation.
As long as he enters the big city, he will be safe.
The pursuers behind him are getting closer and closer.
"It's really a ghost. How could his immortal energy last so long in such a small Yuanxian Realm?"
The low-level golden immortals behind him gradually fell behind, and their immortal energy was actually not as good as Liu Wuxie's.
On the contrary, there was nothing strange on Liu Wuxie's face.
There was no day or night, and Liu Wuxie didn't know how long he had been here before he plunged into the dilapidated city.
The city is very big, very big, and most of the buildings inside are still well preserved.
And the buildings here are generally relatively low.
After Liu Wuxie came in, he swerved and got into some narrow passages, quickly throwing away the pursuers behind him.
Waves of curses sounded in the street.
"Boy, you can't run away, don't let us catch you."
Their spiritual consciousness seemed to be blocked after entering the big city, making it difficult for them to penetrate far away.
Including Liu Wuxie's spiritual consciousness, this big city is very strange, as if there is a mysterious force shrouding it.
