That sword spirit is completely different from the snake sword. It is gleaming in color, spitting out golden divine brilliance. The sword roars in all directions. It has the power to shake the world and intimidate all living beings. Although the sword spirit is not big, it is filled with a vastness that looks down on the world.
The spirit of king.
The most important thing is that in the sword spirit, there is not a trace of the remaining dragon soul stirring, as if it is about to soar into the nine heavens.
The sword spirit appeared and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The war paused, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly stagnant.
At this moment, countless eyes fell on the wandering dragon soul in the sword spirit.
The dragon soul is blue, with the power of heaven, earth and water. It is surrounded by white mist and intertwined with the indescribable rules of the avenue, making people feel insignificant when looking at it.
"The snake sword was pulled out!"
The people who were fighting fiercely in the palace had no idea what was happening in the ancient palace. They only knew that the imprisonment of the snake sword had been broken.
It's just that the dragon soul is a little weird.
"Nine-Five Emperor Qi, Water Dragon Sword Yin, this sword spirit is Water Dragon Yin."
Some people exclaimed, as if they saw something incredible.
"Impossible, how could it be the Water Dragon Yin? The Water Dragon Yin is the national treasure of the banner country and has always been carried by the five chess players. Could it be..."
Yue Jianyuan took a deep breath, unable to believe his eyes.
Feng Jueyu was also shocked. Observing everyone's expressions, he unexpectedly discovered that Xiao Lian, Fan Xun and others were just as surprised as Yue Jianyuan's reaction.
It seemed like I saw something.
"Sister Xiao, Shui Longyin is..."
Xiao Lian looked intently: "Water Dragon Yin, the national treasure of the Daqi Empire, the personal sword of Daqi Emperor Chess in all five directions, it is said to be the supreme treasure of the Daqi Empire."
Before Feng Jueyu could ask further, Fan Xun was surprised and continued: "How is this possible? According to the information left by the strong man in the Tianhui Divine Realm before his death, when the five chess parties invaded the Tianhui Divine Realm, they were invincible and no one could
Block, according to common sense, the five chess players should have occupied the ancestral land of Tianhu Divine Realm as they wished, why did he want to leave his sword behind, and only the sword spirit was left."
Qian Zhongyun analyzed: "The Dao sword I saw in the palace just now is clearly a demon sword. The water dragon chant will never appear on the demon sword unless it is swallowed."
"Swallow!"
Night Demon Genius Qiu Mozhi suddenly realized after hearing this: "I know, that demon sword is the Tian Hu Demon Sword, and it is the treasure of the Tian Hu Demon Realm. According to legend, the Tian Hu Demon Sword is possessed by the Tian Hu Demon Soul.
Transformation can devour all spirits. Could it be that in the first battle, the Heavenly Snake Divine Realm did not lose, and even swallowed the Water Dragon Yin."
"No, besides, if the five parties in the chess game lose, how will the Snake God Realm be so shattered that day?"
The geniuses were confused for a while.
For two months, they discovered ancient secrets on the road and found various clues left by the ancient times.
Judging from the clues, the ancestral court of the Heavenly Snake God Realm should have been destroyed by Qi Wufang back then, but now the discovery of Qi Wufang's sword Water Dragon Yin in the Ancient Demon Burial Palace made their judgment contradictory.
The five chess players were the Great Gods of Haotian during their lifetime, and were far more powerful than the Demon King of Heaven who had just become the Great God.
But if Water Dragon Yin is destroyed here, how can we explain the destruction of Tianhu Divine Realm?
My head is full of mush.
But as soon as the sword spirit appeared, the spirit body immediately leaked an ethereal and mysterious aura. The aura dispersed like water mist, could be grasped with the palm of the hand, turned into mist, and was separating from the spirit body.
This scene really surprised many people.
The sword spirit maintained its aimless flight state and was rushing toward Fengchengdu.
At the same time, Feng Chengdu's eyes flashed with a flash of extreme surprise, and he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.
"Your Majesty, the aura on that sword spirit is fresh from the divine spirit? How come the divine power of life is so mellow?"
Just as he was speaking, others also saw the aura emanating from the sword spirit, and a total of nine drops of special magic like water droplets appeared in the mist.
"What is that?"
"I don't recognize it, but it is definitely more mellow and dense than all the Taoist treasures we have found combined."
"Yes, the life power on the water droplets is terrifying. If you can get some..."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other in shock.
Then the atmosphere in the room suddenly stagnated. While everyone was stunned, Feng Chengdu reached out and grabbed the sword spirit.
The sword spirit seemed unwilling to be captured alive by Fengchengdu. The water dragon roar in the spirit body made a dragon roar that shocked the world. The sound was stronger than the first wave, turning into terrifying energy ripples and rushing in all directions.
The pressure on Fengchengdu increased sharply, but he knew that the sword spirit in his hand was definitely the most precious Taoist possession of the trip, so he held on tightly and would not let go.
In just a short moment, a strong sword energy surged out of the sword spirit, leaving numerous scars on his palms and causing them to bleed.
Everyone was stunned. For just a moment, countless strong men rushed towards Fengchengdu to kill.
They want to rob Daozang and the sword spirit.
At this moment, no one cares about whether Feng Jueyu is a great opportunity. Everyone's goal is the sword spirit.
Of course, some people went to grab the nine drops of water.
"Daozang, this is the real Daozang. Fengchengdu, leave the treasure behind and spare your life."
Hua Xueyang's eyes turned red, and he took out his sword and headed towards Fengcheng Crossing without his life.
Then came Mo Wen, Meng Hao, Lu Zhenwei, Zhou Yang...
At this time, they had forgotten all the good and evil forces, allies and enemies. Even Yue Jianyuan and Qiu Mozhi also took action against Fengchengdu.
"Fengcheng Crossing, hand over Daozang."
"Water Dragon Song is mine, no one can get involved with it."
Boom!
The treasure finally appeared, and everyone went crazy. For a moment, fierce flames surged into the sky around the treasure hall, divine radiance bloomed randomly, and various Taoist forces intertwined and collided, almost as if the world was annihilated.
Only Feng Jueyu stood there in shock and speechlessness, staring blankly at the nine drops of water being snatched away.
The nine drops of water are evaporating rapidly, and the mellow life power on them is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was eventually taken away.
Fengchengdu alone grabbed five drops of water and took them into his body before they completely dissipated.
And this was exactly what shocked Feng Jueyu.
Because the power represented by those nine drops of water comes from Hong Yuan's origin.
As he entered the path, the closer he got to the core, the more he could detect a very familiar aura somewhere in the Tianhu Divine Realm.
Now he finally understood what that familiar breath was.
It is not the Hong Yuan origin that I have cultivated.
Moreover, it is the most primitive, purest and most mellow source spirit.
Why does the water dragon's roar in the five sides of the chess game accompany the spirit of Hong Yuan's origin?
How could it be suppressed and sealed in a demon sword?
Feng Jueyu was confused and couldn't understand it at all.
On the other side, Feng Chengdu, who had captured the sword spirit, was bleeding from his palms. Not to mention that, before he could react, swords shot through the air and kissed his neck.
That is Hua Xueyang’s Taoist sword. The sword energy is filled with hundreds of Tao principles and the power of Qiuxu’s heavenly rules. It is like a little bit of the setting sun, falling one after another. Under the suppression of the sword energy, Fengchengdu’s body-protecting Gangqi is flowing.
Bits and pieces were torn into pieces.
Fengchengdu didn't dare to think too much. He stomped his right foot on the ground, turned around and ran away down the mountain.
Before he had run a few steps, a black moon mixed with thousands of blades fell down on his face, shattering the earth in front of him and causing rocks to splash wildly.
The person who took action was none other than Lai Ze.
"You dare to stop me."
Fengchengdu roared angrily, flexed his palm and smacked the Black Moon into pieces. Then he rushed to the path down the mountain, but it was Yuwen Tao who was ambushing there. A jade fracture fan caused a violent wind.
All kinds of glazed spears shot towards Fengcheng.
Buzz!
Fengchengdu sacrificed a defensive artifact, covering his whole body, and let the glazed gun sweep at him like a storm. He remained unmoved. When the glazed gun's momentum was about to run out, he suddenly rushed out diagonally and chased Yue Jian who was chasing after him.
The abyss crashed into the air, and the two of them retreated violently. The soil on the hillside was splashed, and the forest leaves rolled wildly.
As soon as Daozang appeared, the Demon Burial Cemetery turned into a Shura field, and everyone pointed their swords at Fengcheng Crossing, preparing to seize the sword spirit with all their strength.
Even Fengchengdu ignored the strange water droplets overflowing from the sword spirit.
Only Li Miaoxian alertly discovered the strangeness of the water beads and said through the message: "Ignorant fool, put those water beads away. This thing can help my will to recover as quickly as possible in a short time."
Fengchengdu was calm and collected. When he heard the sound, he turned around and reached out to catch two drops of water. However, the last two drops were too far away to reach, so he had to give up.
"That's enough. Aren't you worried that my will will be damaged and I may get more injured? I will give you a chance to make a contribution. Now you put down the sword spirit and let them snatch it away. And you, go and catch the wind for me."
Jue Yu, you only have one chance. When I regain my willpower, if you still can't catch him, it means you are incompetent."
"But……"
Under the violent storm, Fengchengdu was in a dilemma. Sword Spirit was the greatest Taoist, and he was reluctant to give up.
"Trash, although the sword spirit is good, it is incompatible with your cultivation level. What's the use of keeping it? Capture Feng Jueyu for me, it will be your own benefit."
Li Miaoxian is bent on revenge, so he doesn't care about Dao Zang or not.
Fengchengdu gritted his teeth when he heard the sound and threw the sword spirit decisively.
The sword spirit didn't listen to orders at all, and escaped from Fengchengdu's control and fled far away, but its method made everyone stunned.
"Why did Fengchengdu throw away Daozang? Is he stupid?"
"Whatever, take Daozang first, Daozang is mine."
"This Fengcheng Ducheng is really out of its mind. They actually don't want the Daozang they got."
As Daozang took action, the situation on the field changed again. However, without Daozang's restraint, Fengchengdu, who was no longer under siege, was aiming very directly towards Feng Jueyu.
"It's worth exchanging a huge opportunity for another opportunity."
Whoosh!
As the black light flashed, a sword filled with demonic power struck Feng Jueyu head-on.
At this moment, the Demon Burial Cemetery is filled with evil winds, ghosts crying and gods howling. Many geniuses are vying for Dao Zang. How can they have the time to care about Feng Jueyu's life and death.
Seeing the sword falling down, Feng Jueyu recovered from his shock and quickly struck back with the sword.
Keng!
The swords collided, and a terrifying aura erupted, and the two of them each stepped back more than ten feet.
…
Deep in the road, in a large mountain, a Night Demon genius flew single-handedly into a birch forest deep in the mountain.