No one knew that she had obtained a total of two summoning swords in the Sword Tomb, and that the giant palace had automatically surrendered.
If the other three people knew about it, they would secretly curse her as a pervert!
The sword spirit is so ferocious that even when Emperor Chongxi came in person, he had to fight with the Demon-Slaying Divine Sword for seven days and seven nights before he surrendered the proud Divine Sword.
With the emperor's divine power, there is no sword to surrender automatically, but Hua Xi has a powerful giant sword to surrender.
Isn't this a metamorphosis? What is it?
All four of them received the Summoning Sword. It can be said that their visit to the Sword Tomb went smoothly this time.
The sword of boundless summons is named Cang Lian.
Hua Xi’s summoning sword is named Juque, and there is another one whose name is unknown.
Long Ganyue’s summoning sword is named Chengying.
The summoning sword of Shenyue Chizuru is named Hanguang.
After possessing the Summoning Sword, the sword spirits will not take the initiative to attack humans who have the Summoning Sword as their master. Therefore, the Sword Tomb is somewhat peaceful at the moment.
Without the rage of the sword spirits, there were only bursts of mournful sounds lingering in the sky above the sword tomb, as countless sword spirits were crying.
The four of them were about to leave this place. Hua Xi gradually regained his intuition in his right hand and held the giant sword and the embroidered iron sword.
"What are you doing with that scrap of metal?" Shenyue Qianhe sneered.
"Can't it be used as a crutch?" Hua Xi poked the ground with her embroidered iron sword.
"Nervous!" Shenyue Qianhe cursed lowly and stepped forward first.
Long Ganyue supported Hua Xi. The two of them walked slowly and fell at the end. In front of them was Wujiang. He walked a few steps and then turned back.
"I'm not injured, but the donor is. Let me carry you out." He said calmly, wearing a snow-white cassock that was spotless.
All three of them had several injuries, large and small. Hua Xi's injuries were all on his hands and legs, so he had some difficulty moving.
Last time she just twisted her leg and had to let him carry her all the way, but this time, Hua Xi said with a righteous face: "Thank you, master, but men and women don't have sex, so let's forget it!"
Wujiang glanced at her, slightly surprised.
Shenyue Qianhe over there laughed loudly, "A monk has six impure roots. Master, do you want to take advantage of others? Hahaha——"
The corners of Long Ganyue's beautiful lips curled up slightly, and she said softly: "Don't bother me, I will support her."
Seeing the reactions of the people around him, Wujiang realized that he had been tricked by Hua Xi. However, he was not angry, and just smiled slightly: "Then donor, please be more careful."
After saying that, he turned around and continued walking, not taking Shenyue Qianhe's ridicule seriously.
After walking for a while, I suddenly heard a dragon roar in the sky above the sword tomb.
The giant dragon swam past, with the sound of thunder and lightning, and its momentum was like a rainbow!
Wujiang raised his head and pressed his hand to signal Hua Xi and the others to stop.
The light in the Sword Tomb was dim, and there was a dark blue air of resentment everywhere, but suddenly a huge lightning flash illuminated the entire Sword Tomb in an instant!
Hua Xi is good at identifying positions by listening to sounds. When he hears the roar of a dragon, he looks in one direction.
Right where the lightning passed, there was a black figure sitting alone on a tall sword mountain made of countless weapons.
The cloak on his body was flying, and in the lightning, a huge black dragon swam past with a long roar, and suddenly beside him, the dragon's body quickly turned into a black broad-bladed sword, and the assistant was beside the figure!
"Who else has entered the sword tomb?" Shenyue Qianhe asked in surprise.
