As a result, Liu Ming discovered that except for the Broken Sword Mountain in front of him, there was nothing else in the entire space. It was surrounded by Qi Bi made of white light curtains, and the milky white runes on the Qi Bi were faintly visible. It kept flashing, and wisps of sword energy were absorbed into the runes from time to time, as silently as a mud cow entering the sea.
"Huh?" Liu Ming's expression suddenly changed, he took a deep breath, mobilized the pure mana in his body, patted the sword pouch, forcibly suppressed the Yuanling Flying Sword, and then jerked his legs. He kicked off the ground and soared into the sky.
After a moment, he turned into a golden light and came to a platform near the top of the peak.
As soon as the light disappeared, Liu Ming reappeared on the platform. Not far away, there was a simple stone tablet that looked to be quite old.
Next to the stone monument is a golden sword that is stuck upside down in the mountain stone. Only a foot long golden sword is exposed. The sword body is covered with golden light. The blade about six or seven inches close to the hilt is about the size of a thumb knuckle. There are two incomplete openings, and most of the hilt is missing.
However, this sword does not seem to be too old. The coiled dragon pattern on the hilt is still clearly visible, and it still vaguely exudes an unyielding sword spirit.
Different from the dense distribution of broken swords near the mountain and at the foot of the mountain, there are no other broken swords within a few hundred feet of this sword. There are only less than a hundred swords above it, and each one is There is almost a sword monument next to the sword, which naturally shows that every sword here has its own story.
These buried vicissitudes of the past will eventually be forgotten by everyone, leaving only an ordinary stone tablet and the still-gleaming broken sword.
But these faint flashes condensed into the shadow of an intact sword, still reminding everyone who enters this place of the glory of these broken swords, as if it happened yesterday.
"Fire Sun Sword!"
Only then did Liu Ming look carefully at the inscriptions on the stone tablet in front of him. Suddenly he was slightly startled, showing a hint of surprise.
He had noticed from a distance that the golden sword was vaguely familiar. Now when he saw the word "Fire Yang", he suddenly realized that this sword was actually the phantom of the Golden Lie Yang that was in the Blue Dome Fantasy Palace that day. The golden flying sword that was activated.
Liu Ming had fought against Jin Lieyang's phantom many times in the mysterious space illusion, so he could recognize it at a glance.
At this moment, the small golden sword in front of him seemed to sense where Liu Ming was. A burst of golden light emitted, and strong and thick sword energy rushed toward him. The sword pouch on his waist actually let go of its own accord. , also a golden light shot out.
Liu Ming reacted very quickly, holding the Void Sword in one hand and one claw, and without any hesitation, he moved his body and floated down the mountain.
When he returned to the foot of the mountain and set foot on the earth again, the Void Sword in his hand finally gradually calmed down.
As he went up and down, Liu Ming could roughly feel that although the broken swords on Broken Sword Mountain became sparser and sparse from bottom to top, the intensity of the sword energy emitted was exactly the opposite.
Just now, he didn't even use the Sword Fighting Pill, but the Fierce Sun Sword was about to fly out on its own. If it had reached the top of the mountain in the first place, you can imagine how dangerous it would be.
With this in mind, he decided to start from the bottom, fighting ordinary flying swords, and practice slowly. After the flying swords were almost tempered, he would then gradually move up to sword fighting.
He calmed down and then calmly took out the top-grade Sword Fighting Pill wrapped in three-color fireworks from the Sumeru Ring.
He raised one hand and threw the Sword Fighting Pill into the air. At the same time, he condensed the sword skills in his hand, and the golden sword trembled in his hand before shooting into the air.
Then the sword technique in his hand changed, and the wisps of pale golden sword energy on the Void Sword condensed in the void, and then turned into a pale golden ball of light, and hit the three-color flame.
There was a muffled "bang" sound!
The three-color flame unexpectedly merged with the pale golden sword energy and exploded, revealing one of the silvery orbs, spinning in mid-air.
Suddenly, groups of flames of different colors appeared in the entire void, and at the same time, a faint scent of incense spread.
At the same time, all kinds of flying swords at the bottom of Broken Sword Mountain began to hum in unison, and the entire mountain began to tremble slightly.
A "whoosh" sound!
At the bottom of the mountain, on the mountain wall closest to Liu Ming, a broken gray sword about a foot long with a fist-sized gap on the sword suddenly burst into gray light, turning into a gray light two or three feet long and shooting toward the sky.
The ball shot away.
"go!"
When Liu Ming saw this, he let out a soft drink and pinched the sword in his hand. The golden sword circled in the void and then suddenly disappeared in a blur.
After a flash, a golden light about ten feet long suddenly appeared again, and directly passed by the gray light.
"Here it is!" came a sound like tearing gold and silk!
There was a sudden cry in the gray light, and the faint gray light on the small gray sword dissipated, transforming back into a dull and broken sword, which was then inserted back into its original place with a "plop" sound.
On the nearby mountain wall, streaks of light gray mist emerged and quickly wrapped the dagger.
"It seems that this Broken Sword Mountain actually has the ability to nourish these broken swords." When Liu Ming saw this, a strange light flashed in his eyes and he muttered softly.
From the moment the small gray sword shot out to the moment it was inserted back into the mountain of swords, it only took two or three breaths.
At this time, a burst of "chichi" sounds came one after another, and more broken swords rose from the mountain one after another, turning into sword lights of different colors, densely whizzing towards the golden sword in the void.
"Oops!"
Liu Ming hurriedly jumped up, grabbed the Sword Fighting Pill in his hand, and put it into the Xu Mi Ring as fast as lightning.
Although he had simulated how to use the Sword Fighting Pill in the illusion many times before, he still underestimated the provocation of this pill to these broken swords.
…
At the same time, in a cave in Tianjian Peak, a handsome young man in brocade robes wearing a jade crown was sitting cross-legged, looking at a white light curtain in the void in front of him.
"Hey, these old guys are getting more and more ridiculous! They are just a junior in the fake elixir realm. Although the flying sword has been smelted with galactic sand and is much sharper than ordinary flying swords, it is still a bit difficult to refine the sword pill at this time.
It was too hasty, tsk tsk... He also gave him a high-level sword-fighting pill. If he can't control it, his life may be in danger. However, this person is not a disciple of my Tianjianfeng. He can only rely on his own good fortune.
Already."
After the green-robed young man muttered a few words to himself, he suddenly waved one hand, and a roll of green light shot toward the white light curtain with a whoosh.
After a faint ripple appeared on the surface of the light curtain, it turned into dots of white light and dissipated with a "plop" sound.
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At this time, Liu Ming, who was in the Sword Tomb at Broken Sword Mountain, was sitting cross-legged, with large beads of sweat falling from his forehead.
As he continued to use the sword techniques with both hands, a golden light in the void was surrounded and intercepted by dozens of rays of light. It shuttled back and forth with great dexterity, and from time to time made the sound of "ping ping ping ping ping" the sword rubbing together.
Because this first-grade Sword Fighting Pill is too powerful, within just a few moments of being used, it has attracted hundreds of flying swords to fly toward him, causing a chaotic fight with the flying swords in the sky.
A bunch.
There were also a few flying swords that fought with each other in the void for unknown reasons, which actually made Liu Ming secretly relieved.
Although most of these flying swords are the lowest level in the entire mountain and have the weakest sword energy, hundreds of them swarm forward. No matter how sharp the void sword is, there is no way to parry it in such a round-robin battle.
At this time, the golden light on the surface of the Void Sword was obviously a bit dimmer than before. Even with the protection of the Galaxy Sand, there were still many small cracks visible to the naked eye on the sword.
Liu Ming's own mental power was also being consumed at an accelerating rate as the flying sword continued to accelerate. Even with the help of the Transforming Consciousness Insect and whose mental power far exceeded the same level, he now felt that it was too much.
Even if this were the case, if it had been any other sword cultivator, even if they were in the early stages of True Pill, their swords would have been destroyed and people would have perished long ago.
At the same time, there were still flying swords on the mountain peak, seemingly attracted by the sword intent here, and they shot towards this direction in twos and threes.
After Liu Ming sighed helplessly, he made a move with one hand, and the golden flying sword circled around. He slashed away the two flying swords as fast as lightning, and then flew back to the sword pouch on his waist with a "whoosh" sound.
among.
Then he stroked the sword pouch with one hand and concealed it. At the same time, he mobilized the magic power in his body without any delay and poured it into the car accident totem on his shoulder, activating it instantly. After his breath converged, he walked towards the foot of the mountain.
A giant bluestone flashed away behind it.
As he expected, the seventy or eighty flying swords left in the void began to fight with each other after losing their main targets.
Not long after, those flying swords finally consumed the last of their sword energy and stopped fighting. One by one, they flew back into Broken Sword Mountain. Among them were several dull flying swords that had been completely spiritually damaged.
Then it fell all over the ground in a mess.
Liu Ming then closed his eyes with peace of mind, immersed his consciousness into the Void Sword pouch at his waist, and carefully observed the situation of the Void Sword.
The situation of the Void Sword at this time is obviously not very optimistic. In addition to the small cracks seen earlier, there are countless criss-crossing scratches on the sword body. Although they are not serious injuries, they at least need to be warmed up.
It takes ten days and half a month to get back to normal.
But Liu Ming is not in a hurry!
The mistake this time was caused by the failure to control the use of the Sword Fighting Pill. There was such a gap, which was just right for him to simulate the use of the Sword Fighting Pill in the illusion.
At the moment, most of them are low-level flying swords. If he goes to the middle and upper levels of the mountain to hone flying swords in the future, if he doesn't control the sword fighting pill properly, he may really cause death.
After thinking this way, he filled some elixir into the sword bag, then sat cross-legged and meditated on the spot, recovering his mental and magical power. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!