"The word sword appears. Is this ancient sword here for the word sword?"
Lin Jie's eyes flashed with excitement.
"My little master, your Hongmeng Sword Body and Mahayana are almost perfect in sword writing, and can attract thousands of swords to surrender."
The little picture is also happy.
Wan Jian comes to serve?
If that's the case...
Lin Jie immediately walked out of the ruins and came to the outside world.
At this time, Gu Jian seemed to see an old friend he had not seen for a long time, and with a buzzing sound, he came to Lin Jie through the air.
Such speed!
Lin Jie was so frightened that his vest became cold!
Fortunately, the ancient sword stopped in front of him in time!
Buzzing.
The ancient sword keeps trembling!
Crack!
An even weirder scene happened.
The ancient sword suddenly shattered and turned into powder.
The ancient sword power in the sword body, fused with the powder, actually turned into a spiritual sword, crystal clear, eternal, with eternal divine light, and it flew into Lin Jie's heart on its own initiative.
He didn't stop.
There is no rejection or even fear.
Because the sword character also releases strong sword intent.
The spiritual sword blends into the heart like a warm current, and like the pure Qi, blends into the internal organs and the eight extraordinary meridians.
The Qing Qi of the Tomb in the body began to burn violently and tremble.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, Lin Jie's strength was actually increasing.
"This kid is a freak."
Voldemort was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe the entire time.
Until Lin Jie returned, he was safe and sound, and his aura was nearly twice as powerful.
So scary.
"Who are you, kid?
Can you actually make the ancient sword recognize its master out of thin air?"
Voldemort couldn't help but ask.
"They are just those who ascended from the lower world."
Lin Jie narrowed his eyes with a smile and continued to refine the corpse.
He quickly refined a large potion and gave half of it to Voldemort as promised.
Buzz.
Who knew!
When he was about to swallow a big pill, the sword word suddenly moved again.
After he sensed it, his expression was horrified.
At this time, the outside world.
The ruins are frozen, and the silence is boundless.
Suddenly, an old man with white hair and a body like a dry pine came, holding a cane that looked like a polished willow branch. The old man had only a layer of skin and bones left, as if he could be swept away by the cold wind, but his deep-set eyes
, those pupils are unusually hale and hearty.
He took a step, and some sword flows appeared in the nothingness around him, slowly approaching the crutch in his hand.
Whoosh.
Lin Jie suddenly flew out, looking at the white-haired old man with piercing eyes.
"You are not from the Ji family."
He used his magic power for a moment, but did not sense the Yuan character.
"Ji family?
The old man has been imprisoned for countless years, and he doesn't even remember that there is a Ji family, or who he is."
The old man shook his crutch, and dust fell from his body.
"Old man, are you looking for death?"
Voldemort's snail also appeared, hunting with murderous intent.
"Voldemort's snail."
The old man unexpectedly took a few more glances, and then continued to walk towards Lin Jie without releasing any killing power.
Surprisingly, Lin Jie did not guard against this person, but calmly waited for the old man to come.
The old man slowly came to Lin Jie: "Old man, I have been imprisoned by the Ji family for too many years. I never thought that before I passed away, I would meet a heaven-defying swordsman who had mastered the art of swordsmanship to Mahayana and developed the sword character."
"Is this your sword?"
Lin Jie was suddenly deeply attracted by the crutch in the old man's hand.
"Yes, this is the sword that I used when I was in the Biluo Kingdom. Unfortunately, my energy is exhausted and my life is about to come to an end. I never thought that at this time, I would meet someone with the same path."
The old man looked at Lin Jie with admiration.
He immediately handed the crutch to Lin Jie.
The latter slowly took it, and in an instant, the sword characters buzzed and vibrated, as if they were about to fly out of the Taoist scriptures of the heavens.
A faint breath came from the crutch, and there was also a special wood-type life breath, which gradually condensed into a domineering, nihilistic sword energy in Lin Jie's palm.
"This sword is not bad."
Lin Jie returned the sword to the old man.
"When the old man dies, I will give this sword to you."
The old man smiled, shook his sleeves, turned around like a beggar, and limped along in the wind and sand, looking extremely slender in the dark night.
"This person is very strong."
Lin Jie was lonely all his life.
A generation of swordsmen ended up in such a miserable state.
"I have been imprisoned for so many years, and I have never seen this person. But it is not surprising. These old immortals never take action. They choose a place to hide from the world, sit down, and wait for death. They are known as the 'Sleeping Ones'."
By'."
Voldemort was not surprised.
He returned to the depths and continued to practice.
…
"Ji Canghai, you have gone too far!"
Inside a ruin, there is an ancient castle hidden.
One by one, the Ji family members were looking around, ignoring the strong men.
The leader was furious and yelled at Ji Canghai.
"Kill dozens of people from my Ji family. I will search through the Heavenly Punishment Tower to find this person."
Ji Canghai didn't care about these people. He wanted to dig out Lin Jie and Voldemort and crush their bones into ashes.
The surrounding immortals could only watch reluctantly.
After all, no one dares to really take action against the Ji family.
You know, the Heavenly Punishment Tower belongs to the Ji family.
Ji Canghai did not find Lin Jie, and with fierce murderous intent, he went to the next power, corner, and ruins to search.
And Ji Canghai had just left.
The green-faced Shura came from nowhere.
In the castle, the strong man who just shouted at Ji Canghai hurriedly appeared alone.
"Brother Shura, have you already been born?"
The strong man was greatly surprised.
The green-faced Shura nodded: "Ji Canghai made such a commotion, so I naturally wanted to come out to see the excitement. I heard that some sleepers have appeared."
"There are many sleepers in the Heavenly Punishment Tower, but there are quite a few people like Brother Shura who are powerful enough to challenge the Ji family. I hope you top sleepers can show up to deal with the Ji family."
The strong are unwilling to take the road.
"You don't know much about the terror of the Ji family, but I have experienced it deeply. After all, the Heavenly Punishment Tower belongs to the Ji family. It is the sky. Who can stand in the sky and go against it?"
The green-faced Shura murmured and sighed.
…
boom!
Another secret place in ruins.
A breath of breakthrough caused the formation to tremble.
In the aura, nine dazzling blood-colored stars, like golden lotuses emerging from the ground, appeared at this moment.
"Ten thousand years, I have broken through the ninth level of Shangqing Realm!"
"Next, there are some big medicines left, hoping to hit the Taiqing Realm!"
"After all, I have Kaitian Hongmeng Qi. Next, I will use it as the source of cultivation!"
Amid the explosion and destruction, Lin Jie was like a statue of a god, eternal and immortal.
not far away.
Voldemort's snail is like a burning volcano, digesting the big monster.
This guy's aura is even more terrifying.
"Voldemort's strength may reach the high level of Taiqing Realm. That's great. Now I have broken through the ninth level of Taiqing Realm. My strength has reached the fifth level of Taiqing Realm. Although I am not invincible, with the addition of mana and tomb realm, I can kill
I'm afraid I won't be able to find a few of them."
Lin Jie was full of confidence and watched Voldemort practicing from afar.
"Using corpses to refine plasma into a powerful medicine. This method can perfectly refine it into a powerful medicine. It's extraordinary!"
"This kid's methods are really outrageous. Whether it's Dao characters, swords, or alchemy, they are all abnormal!"
Farther away, on the top of a ruined mountain, the green-faced Shura also slowly opened his eyes from sitting cross-legged.