On the vast expanse of land, tall tombs are scattered and dotted here and there. From time to time, an ancient war spirit rises from the tomb and roars to the sky. The immortal fighting spirit inherited from ancient times wavers.
Xiao Han seems to be unwilling to accept the arrangement of fate, they still want to fight and fight against the sky.
Gray is the only color in this world. The dead space is filled with the strong power of time, which can almost obliterate everything in the world. But in such a world, there is a group of people flashing quickly in it, a crystal clear
The sacred jade is suspended above it, and a crystal light curtain like a waterfall hangs down, resisting the erosion of the power of time that is everywhere in the space.
"Buzz buzz..."
The golden dragon-scaled sword hangs on the left side behind Chen Yun. It exhales an extremely rich sacred aura. The golden dragon-headed handle is lifelike. Mysterious patterns are all over the golden and wide blade. It is constantly beating. The powerful pole.
The sword's intention is unrivaled, as if it wants to kill everything in the world, and a faint aura of heavenly energy fills the air.
"It's coming soon!"
Suddenly, Chen Yun, who was walking in the front side by side with the woman in white, paused slightly. He slowed down and stared at a space not far away with his mysterious eyes. There, there was a tomb as tall as a mountain and a huge tomb.
The dragon-shaped ancient war spirit rose above the grave, roaring endlessly.
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, converging on the ancient war spirit on the tomb as tall as a mountain. The surging soul fluctuations and undying fighting spirit in the latter were terrifying and unsettling. They were much more terrifying than what they had encountered before.
Any ancient fighting spirit is much more powerful.
"The fluctuation of the six-star demigod!"
The Dragon King's golden pupils shrank slightly, staring at the ancient fighting spirit, with a hint of shock in his tone, and murmured in a low voice, after falling for endless years, there is only a remnant of the soul and the eternal and powerful fighting spirit left.
, has reached the level of a six-star demigod. It is hard to imagine how powerful the deceased was during his lifetime.
"The strength of this fighting spirit during his lifetime should have surpassed the level of the nine-star demigod peak!"
The woman in white glanced at the ancient war spirit rising and roaring above the tall tomb. There was no surprise in her tone. Obviously, the strength of this war spirit during its lifetime was difficult to attract her attention.
"He's coming out, be careful to control your breath!"
Chen Yun suddenly raised his hand and signaled in a low voice. He didn't need to say more. The woman in white controlled the holy jade to completely restrain everyone's breath, and hid behind a dark tomb. Everyone followed with wide eyes.
Chen Yuan looked around, but except for the roar of the ancient war spirit in the six-star demigod realm, everything else there was calm.
But Chen Yun's face was very solemn, and the dragon scale sword hanging behind him trembled even more fiercely. The intention of the Jidao sword contained strong hostility, but it was suppressed by the holy jade, otherwise
I'm afraid it would have flown out long ago.
The holy jade floated quietly above everyone's heads, and its sacred aura was contained within a certain range without leaking even a trace. Even the dragon-scale sword inside gradually became quiet after trembling for a while.
The eyes of the woman in white clothes wandered in the space in front of the tomb as tall as a mountain. There was a frightening fluctuation in the delicate body wrapped in white clothes. Her fingers were slightly bent, and her eyes were extremely cold, as deep as the extremely yin world.
She seemed ready to strike at any moment and deliver a thunderous blow.
“Buzz——!”
In the doubtful eyes of others, the space in front of the ancient war spirit fluctuated slightly, like a dragonfly touching water, creating a ripple that was extremely difficult to detect. Soon everyone felt that there was an extremely weak cold atmosphere in the surrounding space.
In the air, a strange soul wave swept in all directions, as if someone was detecting the surrounding environment.
This kind of detection lasted for a full moment. It was obvious that the man was very patient and vigilant, and would not show up easily at all. When the strange detection swept across the position of Chen Yun and the others, they clearly felt that the Holy Jade was lightly
With a slight tremor, the detection wave immediately passed over without discovering the whereabouts of Chen Yun and others. This made everyone couldn't help but marvel. The holy jade is really magical. The effect of hiding the aura is so powerful.
Even the Dragon King felt that he could not avoid this strange detection.
Everyone almost didn't dare to leave the atmosphere, and stared quietly at the space where there was a ripple that was extremely difficult to detect. Soon, the space fluctuations there began to become stronger, and the ripples circulated quietly in circles.
It opened like water and made no sound.
"Buzz!"
Finally, after a buzzing sound that was so weak that it was almost inaudible, an extremely cold breath spurted out, and the dark gray gas escaped like wisps of blue smoke. In the surprised eyes of everyone, a dark figure appeared.
Stepping out of it, like a ghost, making no sound, it is so weird that it is unpredictable.
This black figure is hazy and his true face cannot be seen clearly. However, from the appearance point of view, his figure is tall and burly. The aura on his body is very strange. Although his figure has been revealed, if you don't use your eyes,
If you look at it, just rely on soul detection, you won't know where he is at all, as if there is nothingness there, there is nothing.
"It's really him!"
The Dragon King's figure was shaken, and a terrifying light flashed out from his golden eyes. Although the other party did not reveal his true face, and was just a blurry figure, the Dragon King could actually see it at a glance, because this figure was exactly him.
His younger brother, now the Nether Demon Dragon.
"Don't move yet!"
The woman in white suddenly raised her hand and stopped the Dragon King who was about to rush out. Chen Yun also shook his head slightly at the Dragon King, signaling him not to act rashly. Now that the Netherworld Demonic Dragon had just come out, his vigilance must still be very high. If he was
With the other party's escape and hiding skills, it will be even more difficult for everyone to catch him again.
However, fortunately, Chen Yun has a dragon scale sword in his hand. As long as the opponent does not throw away the black divine sword, he can be sensed by the dragon scale sword. However, this needs to be within a certain distance. If the distance is too far, then
Even the dragon scale sword cannot sense it.
"Keng——!"
And at this moment, the murky figure waved his right hand, and a black divine sword appeared strangely. The latter's body was as black as ink, and the mysterious lines on it were constantly moving, and the sword intent stabbed the surroundings.
The space is cracked.
"roar--!"
At this time, the ancient war spirit became aware of the existence of the Netherworld Demonic Dragon. One can imagine how strange the Netherworld Demonic Dragon's aura was. It was clearly in front of his eyes, but it gave people a strange feeling of non-existence.
"Hey! You're only at the six-star demigod level. Just be obedient and let me feed my sword!"
The dark figure let out a cold, slightly hoarse sneer. Immediately, a dark gray square seal floated out from his body. Dark gray light enveloped his figure. A phantom square seal suddenly enlarged and crashed towards
That ancient war spirit, and then, the Netherworld Demonic Dragon stretched out a big black-gray energy hand, directly covering the huge ancient war spirit.
"roar--!"
The ancient war spirit roared unwillingly, and its everlasting fighting spirit desperately resisted the suppression of the Nether Demon Dragon and Fang Yin Phantom. However, the strength of the Nether Demon Dragon far exceeded him, even though he was extremely powerful during his lifetime.
But after endless years, there was only this remnant soul left that contained the undying fighting spirit, which was unable to compete with the Netherworld Demonic Dragon.
"Hey! This ancient war spirit is indeed in some trouble, but you are too weak!"
The Nether Demonic Dragon sneered lowly, and immediately grabbed the ancient war spirit in his hand. The strange power suppressed the latter's resistance, and then forcefully poured it into the black divine sword. The latter was beating excitedly.
, a strange devouring power swallowed up the ancient war spirit, leaving only a weak mournful roar from the ancient war spirit.
"Buzz buzz..."
After the black divine sword devoured the ancient war spirit of the six-star demigod level, it was trembling with excitement. The complex weapon patterns on the black sword seemed to have received some kind of nourishment and became brighter, while the black divine sword
The aura of the sword itself has actually increased slightly. The black divine sword can actually swallow the soul body. The previous ancient war spirit actually belongs to the soul body category. This is something that no one expected. It seems that the Nether Demon
After Long obtained the Black Divine Sword, he did not do much research on it and actually figured out such a piece of information.
"This Nether Demonic Dragon is really good at trying to control this black divine sword with such despicable means!"
The woman in white suddenly whispered, just now, when the Nether Demonic Dragon fed the ancient fighting spirit to the black divine sword, an imperceptible black line shot from the Netherworld Demonic Dragon's hand into the body of the ancient fighting spirit, and the black divine sword
Although the sword was extremely spiritual, it was unprepared for the delicious food and swallowed up the ancient fighting spirit in one go.
"What did he just do?"
Chen Yun couldn't help but frown and looked at the woman in white. His Heavenly Dragon Soul was very sensitive to all the breaths in the world, so he felt something strange just now, but he was not as powerful as the woman in white, so he didn't notice it.
Something specific.
"He just ingested the soul Gu in that ancient war spirit!"
The woman in white's eyes fluctuated slightly and she said calmly.
"Hehe! Are you satisfied now? I will help you find so many ancient war spirits to feed you! You will definitely not suffer any loss if you follow me, hehe!"
The dark demon dragon's dark gray palm caressed the blade of the black divine sword, and his tone contained a fiery tone and a hint of hidden greed and cunning, as if he was seducing an ignorant child.
However, the Black Divine Sword still refused to accept the Netherworld Demonic Dragon's account and struggled violently, trying to get out. The complex patterns on the Black Divine Sword beat even more fiercely, as if it might break away at any time.
"boom--!"
The black divine sword seemed to have discovered something. A monstrous sword intent spurted out like lava. The black divine sword pointed directly at the location where Chen Yun and others were hiding. At the same time, Chen Yun hung the dragon scale sword behind his back.
There was also a sudden burst of golden light, a deep roar of a dragon, and a surge of sacred aura.
"Who is it?"
This sudden abnormality shocked the Nether Demon Dragon. Two cold eyes suddenly shot over. There was someone lurking in the dark, and even he didn't notice it. He quickly followed the strong hostile signal sent by the black divine sword.
Once they noticed the position of Chen Yun and others, at this time, it was useless even if they had holy jade to cover up their auras.
"It's you—!"
However, when the Nether Demonic Dragon saw Chen Yun and the others clearly, especially the figure of the woman in white, it couldn't help but let out a horrified scream, and then turned around and ran away, very simply and without thinking at all.
Quite decisive.
"It's better to keep that black divine sword!"
From behind, the cold voice of the woman in white suddenly sounded, and the Nether Demonic Dragon, which was about to dive into the space, couldn't help but shudder.
(The update is a bit late. Sorry. If you can’t wait, just go to bed first. I will continue to update later. Hey! Today’s update is indeed a bit late. Sorry!)