Chapter 666: The sword box is opened! The sword soul returns!
"I didn't expect so many people to covet my treasure that was born in the undercurrent. Now I am really the enemy of the whole world!"
Mr. Rui sighed.
No one knows how long the fog in the Undertide Mountain Gate can last.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Terrifying bombardments fell like raindrops on the undertide mountain guarding formation.
Faint ripples continued to stir around.
The golden light on the formation flickered, and the energy-gathering spirit gathering formations behind the formation also trembled violently.
These formations are operating at full speed to provide sufficient spiritual power for the mountain-protecting formation.
Some of these powerful enemies come because they covet the unparalleled treasure of the Thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation, and some of them are enemies of the undercurrent.
Along the way, the undertide organization has naturally made a lot of blood debts to reach its current position. When it was strong in the past, these enemies did not dare to show up easily.
But now, the undercurrent is the target of public criticism, and anyone dares to step out to harm the undercurrent!
Outside the mountain gate of Undertide, countless strong men are bombarding Undertide's mountain-protecting formation, but these Undertide disciples who are trapped in the mist in Undertide have no idea of these situations.
Those elders would not tell these disciples such a thing. The fog is still there, and the subsequent development of things is unknown. Telling the true situation will make these disciples confused.
You can drag it again.
The leader of the undercurrent, Mr. Rui, and the other deputy leaders waited quietly, watching the formations of the mountain-protecting formation being worn away bit by bit.
Golden fluctuations are constantly rippling on the formation, and it may not be long before the entire mountain-protecting formation will collapse.
All these strong men will rush into the mountain gate of the undercurrent.
Once the fog dissipates, it will be the time when the undertow and disaster are imminent.
There is no other way but to wait.
I don’t know why Mr. Rui’s right eyelid keeps twitching. Such a thing has not happened for a long time. The last time his right eyelid twitched like this was when his master was assassinated.
Something bad will happen!
Mr. Rui believes very much in his divine consciousness.
"Could it be that my undercurrent is at the mountain gate of the Tenth Level Heavens? Is it going to be destroyed by my hands today!"
"Hey!"
He sighed.
Of course, it wasn't just him who was so alert, the deputy leaders in the undercurrent also had some bad feelings.
After reaching a certain level of strength, the induction of divine consciousness is similar.
There will be certain predictions about blessings and disasters.
The higher the realm, the more accurate the prediction will be.
"I'm afraid they have determined that the Thirty-Six Tiangang Sword Formation was born when my undercurrent caused such a scene."
"Now I can only pray that the inheritance of the Thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation will finally fall on our Undertide disciples, rather than the enemies who invaded our Undertide Mountain Gate."
They are extremely anxious now and want to kill the enemy, but unfortunately they are trapped in the fog.
This fog is like a double-edged sword.
……
Wang Tong was still sitting cross-legged in front of the boulder in the misty world. He vaguely felt that the Taoist rhyme of the thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation contained a hint of deja vu.
"This..."
"This is the breath of the divine spirit pattern!"
"Absolutely right!"
Wang Tong was pleasantly surprised. Sure enough, this kind of supreme thing was linked to the divine patterns.
Now we know that the purest power is the ancestral Qi, and the purest method is the divine pattern.
He had previously mastered the nine divine patterns in the divine skill "Fighting", and now he had a vague feeling that the thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation contained six divine patterns!
Wang Tong is still sitting cross-legged, and the six divine patterns that represent the origin of the Thirty-Six Tiangang Sword Formation are shaking in his heart. If he is not careful, his soul will directly shatter in this misty world.
These six divine patterns are constantly evolving.
He vaguely saw a vague figure standing in the sky and the earth. With a wave of his hand, these six divine patterns changed endlessly, breaking the sky and breaking the earth.
He seems to be guarding something and blocking something.
But no matter how hard Wang Tong tried, he could only see his tall and broad back.
He seems to be fighting...
"What are you fighting for?..."
Wang Tong can't see clearly.
After an unknown amount of time passed, his mind finally became clear. He felt that everything suddenly became clear. After suddenly opening his eyes, the world around him became more colorful.
"I seem to have understood it?..."
Wang Tong said to himself, the essence of the Thirty-six Tiangang Sword Formation seemed to be absorbed by him in an instant. He felt that the connection between himself and the surrounding heaven and earth had become much closer. With just one thought, those hidden in the void
The bubbles in the heavens and worlds will come to him on their own initiative, and be refined and absorbed by him into the ancestral Qi.
He stood up from the ground and looked around. The Undercurrent disciples around him were still sitting cross-legged and meditating.
These people's brows are furrowed, as if they have encountered the most difficult problem in the world and don't know how to solve it.
Wang Tong smiled, stepped forward, and lightly pressed his palm on the boulder in front of him.
"Kakaka!"
There was an abnormal sound from the boulder, and then, thin cracks appeared, and the boulder as tall as a person was broken into two halves.
The objects contained in the boulder are revealed.
It was a bronze box, and the box shone with a faint cyan light. Part of the bronze was dark red, but it was not rusty.
It's blood!
Because Wang Tong smelled a faint smell of blood.
After the boulder cracked, all the powerful undercurrents around them woke up.
Their eyes were full of confusion.
What's going on?
Why did all the Taoist charm disappear in an instant?
These people looked around and saw Wang Tong standing in front of the broken boulder, with the bronze sword box shining with a faint cyan light flying straight towards him.
The size of the bronze sword box is only about a brick.
It just fell firmly between Wang Tong's hands.
"Bata!"
The sword box was opened, and the surrounding scene suddenly began to change.
Wang Tong's soul returned directly from the foggy world to his physical body.
And the bronze sword box was lying quietly in his palm at some point.
The sword box was opened, and there were densely packed small swords inside. Each small sword was only as long as a finger and was fixed on the sword box. There were sixteen swords on one side.
Small and exquisite.
It feels like a Xiuzhen toy.
After the sword box was opened, the entire undercurrent began to shake violently.
It can be clearly noticed that the surrounding fog begins to gradually recede and disappear into the surrounding mountains.
Among the thirty-six main peaks of the undercurrent, there was a purple divine light rising into the sky, quickly gathering towards the sword box in his hand.
Wang Tong doesn't know what these thirty-six purple rays are, but those old guys in the undercurrent know.
"That's the sword soul!"
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