Fortunately, these Jianying and Jianzhong Ancient Swords were not for themselves.

Hundreds of soul shadows have appeared on the body of the sword spirit dragon, and each soul shadow represents an ancient sword with a long history.

I saw those Jianying holding the ancient swords of the sword tomb in hand and fighting with the ancient swords of the soul shadows of the sword spirit dragon. Under the strange fog, Zhu Minglang felt that he accidentally broke into an ancient battlefield in a thousand-year-old battle. The sound of weapons clashing together was noisy.

Zhu Minglang noticed that whether it is the Jianying Ancient Sword or the Soul Shadow Ancient Sword, they all want to integrate into their respective sword techniques, as if there are really powerful sword masters who are manipulating them with their minds!

This scene is indeed rare. Zhu Minglang stood among the interlaced swords and his eyes swept across different ancient swords.

Before, I was looking at the simplified pictures on the stairs, but now I can see those simplified shadows that are alive like the passing ancients, showing them to themselves in front of me. Even many long-lost sword techniques have appeared in this so-called "sword ghost battlefield".

While Zhu Minglang was fascinated by the sight, some sleeping inscriptions of the Sword Spirit Dragon were shining brightly. They made the sword body of the Sword Spirit Dragon change. The texture of the sword pattern on it became clearer, as if a trace of fire liquid was flowing. As soon as it touched the air, it would immediately burn!

"Fire Sword??"

Zhu Minglang saw a faint fire gradually igniting on the sword spirit dragon, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It was the new ancient sword that woke up in the sword spirit dragon's body, which meant that Zhu Minglang would gain the power of sword awakening again!

Some of the ancient swords are broken swords, some are rotten swords, and some are rusty as if they are not opened. However, every collision and confrontation is like reforging, polishing, pouring fire, putting them into the furnace to allow the sword body to withstand the scorching high temperature, remove all impurities, and become extremely refined!

The fire scar inscription pattern was constantly awakened during such a fierce confrontation, which eventually made the entire sword body of the sword spirit dragon turn red, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace. The faint fire patterns on the sword were like a thousand-year-old evil spirit curled up on the sword, making the sword spirit dragon look even more evil and mysterious! \u001c

When the flames are bright red, wild and irritable, as if as long as a drop of red fire liquid touches the earth, the forests all over the mountains can turn into ashes.

The flames will slowly silence and turn into a kind of night demon fire, like a ghostly flame, burning under the Nine Netherworlds, which is the most yin and evil fire, but compared to the red fire, this kind of faint fire is more unstable. After a brief appearance, it will be immediately replaced by the surging and wanton fire.

"It's another inscription pattern, as if it's the Yellow Spring Sword." Zhu Minglang looked at the sword spirit dragon that changed the fire flames, and his face gradually showed a look of surprise.

The Blood Sword, the Fire Scar Sword, the Yellow Spring Sword...

These swords are all abandoned swords that Zhu Minglang is very familiar with. They have their own names, but they have long been rusted. When they were practicing in the abandoned sword forest, Zhu Minglang was very impressed by them!

Of course, at that time, they were basically no different from the useless sword. The Green Blood Sword did not drink blood and opened the blade. The sword body was red, the iron was cut like mud, and the sharpness was revealed. The Fire Sword did not sway the wild and manic fire, like the bright sun, which was enough to burn the entire earth.

Similarly, the Yellow Spring Sword is not possessed by this Nether Fire. The sword body has a lot of phantoms, filled with a strange aura, as if it was soaked in the Nine Nether Flame Ponds under the Yellow Spring!

He suddenly woke up two ancient sword souls and obtained two inscriptions. Zhu Minglang was very happy.

I didn't expect that I would gain such great gains by mistake in this Miaoshan Sword Tomb.

"I don't know if there are any other ancient swords that have woken up and take a look?" Zhu Minglang disappeared from the previous panic.

These famous swords and ancient swords fought but did not hurt each tree. Zhu Minglang was also immersed in it. On the one hand, he learned the flying sword skills, and on the other hand, he also tried to break through the sword realm that he had never reached in the past...

Of course, if you can awaken one or two more inscriptions, you will make a lot of money!

...

Rising Sun Sword Pavilion

Miaoshan Sword Sect is a leader, three elders, five hall masters and a group of female disciples wearing shawls, waiting quietly in front of Jiange Mountain.

Several female marquis, female princesses, and female city lords were sitting under the white umbrella pavilion tent. They were drinking wine and fruits while waiting for the people who logged into this Miaoshan Mountain.

At this time, Haoye, a member of the Yaoshan Sword Sect who had just arrived here last night, walked up. He glanced at the Miaoshan Sword Sect and set up a formation, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It seems that Miaoshan Sword Sect and Miaoshan State's powerful people actually attach great importance to this swordsmanship exchange.

After a little glance around, I really thought that no one stepped into the sword pavilion earlier than me.

"Yaoshan Sword Sect is traveling around the sword master, Haoye!" Haoye's long hair was a bit casual and unruly, like a messy weed. Perhaps because his appearance was indeed handsome, he exuded a bit of a prodigal aura.

"Please take your seat." Bai Qinan pointed to an exquisite futon under the white tent and said.

"I'm the first to climb the mountain. I wonder if my climbing time is faster than other people who have visited Miaoshan Sword Sect?" Haoye asked.

"We have not many visitors to our Miaoshan Sword Sect. I can't remember the past. But this girl is faster than you." Wen Mengru said.

Haoye turned his head and saw a woman wearing a light blue veil.

Just now, he thought the other party was also Jian Gu!

After careful consideration, Haoye realized that this was the girl who followed them up the mountain.

Haoye felt distressed.

I thought that the only pervert Zhu Minglang could be faster than me.

"I didn't have time to introduce it before, in Xia Haoye, the Yunyou Sword Master of Miaoshan Sword Sect.\b" Haoye hugged his fists and said.

"Painter, Nan Lingsha." Nan Lingsha responded faintly.

Haoye arrived at the capital last night and climbed the mountain early the next morning. He really didn't have time to get to know this group of people.

Mainly because of this sword technique exchange, their Yaoshan Sword Sect still needs to support their face. Although Yun Zhonghe is the chief disciple, Yun Zhonghe is indeed the worst class that Wu Feng has led. Haoye is equivalent to being ordered in the face of danger.

After sitting for a while, Wu Feng's figure slowly appeared on the mountaineering road.

His face was pleasant, and he seemed to have gained something from this Jianpu Mountain stairs.

It was not surprising that Wu Feng saw that Haoye had arrived. Haoye was the most outstanding disciple of Yaoshan Sword Sect in the past century, except Zhu Minglang. Although he had already left the level of disciples and traveled around...
Chapter completed!