The sword tomb has always been the burial place for famous artifacts. It is not only the ancient artifacts but also their masters - figures who once dominated for a while.

Those spirits hiding in weapons are unwilling to be lonely for thousands of years and sneak out of the weapon, hoping to set off a bloody storm in the world again.

Although those spirits are extremely eager to go out, how could they be so arrogant after experiencing the bloody battlefield?

The location of the sword tomb is even more of a mystery. At least Xiaoye doesn't know where it is. Of course, this does not prevent Xiaoye from entering the sword tomb. There is a special scroll on the market that can reach the sword tomb directly. If you come back, just pinch another scroll.

"Well, do you need corpses?" Xiaoye asked after waiting for the undead aunt to move her muscles and bones.

"What?" Xiaoye's voice was not loud just now. Even though it was in the game, the corpse was a taboo that flowed through reality.

"Do you need corpses? It's like an angel or an orc?"

Xiaoye amplified his voice a little this time, but he didn't expect that the undead aunt would show a strange look when she heard Xiaoye's words.

"want."

"All right."

Xiaoye said that, and then took out five corpses, three angels, and two monsters with unknown names from the demon refining pot.

The undead aunt's eyes had begun to shine, which was even more excited than a hungry person seeing bread.

"All need."

Before Xiaoye could speak, the undead aunt had already put all the bones into her pocket. Even if Xiaoye reacted, she would not object. After all, these things really didn't play much role in Xiaoye's hands. You must use them as much as possible.

"We'll set off in half an hour?" Xiaoye still has a lot of things to prepare, such as buying four scrolls of the sword tomb. [*You]

"No problem." The undead aunt is extremely excited now, completely different from the moment.

After the agreement was made, Xiaoye clicked on the system's online trading system. In order to facilitate the utilization of game resources, the system developed this trading system. As long as you mark the price and submit the items you want to sell, you can only purchase this product through this system within a certain range of the game. It is much more convenient than setting up stalls in the game. As for the size of the range, it depends on the tax you pay. The more money you pay, the wider the scope will be.

After Xiaoye clicked on it, he entered the keyword, Jianzhong. Fortunately, there were players selling such scrolls nearby, three to six, but the other party was famous and had to buy them together. Xiaoye didn't care about that little money, so he bought it directly, and spent a total of 50,000 gold coins, which was a discount. However, if you can really find a good weapon spirit in Jianzhong, it is not something that can be measured by tens of thousands of gold coins.

After that, Xiaoye greeted Kabu and Captain Ghost. I don’t know how much time it took to take for this trip.

Although the captain said that there was not enough manpower recently and hoped that Xiaoye could stay, Xiaoye said, "It's time to exercise you." In fact, what Xiaoye is most worried about is that his soul has not woken up. Although the situation has improved a little recently and he occasionally eats something, he is still silent, which is worrying.

Half an hour came soon, and Xiaoye didn't like the room of the Necromancer, so the two chose a room with no one to use the scroll. The dark room always made people feel bad.

"Are you ready?"

The undead aunt just smiled lightly and actually used the scroll first. After a holy light flashed, the figure disappeared from the spot. Xiaoye also followed suit. After a dizzy moment, the two people had arrived at the sword tomb one after another.

The first thing Xiaoye looked at was the map, which was much larger than he thought and was divided into different areas. His current location was actually on the edge of the sword tomb.

The good sword souls should be in the central area. Xiaoye thought about it and turned off the map that had already had a general impression and began to look around. [*You]

Where did the Undead Aunt go?

After looking around for two rounds, Xiaoye finally confirmed that there was no shadow of the undead aunt around. At this time, the system prompted that he had a message. When Xiaoye opened it, he saw that it was his coordinates sent by the undead aunt, which was actually on the other side of the sword tomb. Xiaoye had preconceived ideas and thought that the scroll he bought together would appear at the same location in the sword tomb.

Before Xiaoye could reply to the message, the undead aunt sent another one, which was collected in the xx coordinates.

The location is in the center of the entire sword tomb. No matter what, the two of them have to go there. After Xiaoye replied, he began to carefully observe the surrounding scenes.

The whole thing is a huge underground space, with a dark, high and unsightly cave roof. There are densely rolling small hills on the ground. The entire terrain is sunk towards the middle. There is a faint fire in the middle of the sword tomb, where it is about to gather. The underground magma is constantly gushing there, with heat waves and pungent poison gas.

Is there any simpler and more direct way than flying over? Anyway, there is no good sword spirit on the periphery. Xiaoye stretched out his wings, and the wings with red light flowing were very dazzling in the slightly dark underground space.

"Brother, do you form a team?"

The sudden sound scared Xiaoye. Xiaoye looked at the sound and found that a team of four people appeared not far away.

If Xiaoye wasn't careless, then the other party's strength was so high that Xiaoye didn't even realize the other party's arrival.

The two sides just looked at each other a little. The four-person team was a fire mage, a water mage, a berserker and an archer. If they formed a team, there were usually five people. They were originally from the same team or did they come together temporarily?

"Brother, it's too dangerous inside the sword tomb, so it's better to form a team."

The ice wizard inside was wearing a clear-colored robe with a kind smile on his face. He said the words just now. Maybe he is the captain of this team.

"Sorry, I'm used to being alone."

After saying that, Xiaoye flapped her wings and flew out like an arrow.

"Brother Six, that person is really arrogant."

The archer said to the ice mage.

"He will know in a while that the sword tomb is powerful. The sword tomb is not a place where one can get along. Let's go, the client's mission has not been completed yet." The fire mage spoke and took the lead and walked along the edge of the sword tomb first.

The figures behind him have merged with the surrounding darkness.

Xiaoye flew into the air, and a heavy and pungent smell was condensed above the air. The mucous membrane was itchy, tears were almost flowing out, and he was still bleeding, although it was only more than 20 o'clock per second.

The sword tomb is an enclosed underground space, and below it is an active volcano. Just like in the middle of the sword tomb, a huge amount of poison gas is discharged into this enclosed space every minute and every second, and it accumulates continuously in the upper layer.

Looking down at the rolling hills below, Xiaoye suddenly realized that it was not a hill at all, but protruding graves, densely covered with the entire sword tomb, and the spirits and their masters were buried here forever.

In just over a dozen minutes, Xiaoye discovered two teams of players, who were preparing to capture the spirit of the weapon. Xiaoye did not stop too much and swept past.

Suddenly, a blue light shot straight from the ground, at an extremely fast speed. Before Xiaoye could react, he felt a sharp pain coming from his left wing. When he looked back, he saw that the ten-centimeter-long hole had been torn open, and blood was scattering in the air. When he got the green light, he disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, Xiaoye was forced to land slowly, stepped on the solid black land with his feet. He looked around and found that the place he landed was just on the top of a mound - standing on the grave.

The clear and clear voice sounded again, and blood immediately oozed out of Xiaoye's left arm, and a neat hole appeared on his clothes. He clearly felt something passing by, but the speed was too fast and his figure was too erratic. Xiaoye couldn't catch the other person's figure at all.

Before I could think too much, Xiaoye directly used the dark swallowing. The thick black fog surrounded the three-meter-square range around him. Anything that entered the black fog could not escape Xiaoye's feeling. No matter how fast you are, can you catch up with the speed of nerve transmission?

Xiaoye gently went to the left, and then he saw a sensational airflow at Xiaoye's position just now, and something flew over from there.

With just one attack, Xiaoye felt the trace of the other party. A dagger without any substance had just passed through the thick fog with a blue light, but unfortunately it was avoided by Xiaoye.

Just now, that was the sword spirit, the soul that was separated from the weapon entity.

Although the shadow of the weapon spirit was discovered, how can we capture it? It is too fast and the body is too small and too agile.

After Xiaoye thought for a while, the dagger could not attack five times, and three attacks benefited, and Xiaoye's body was covered with several scars.

This is not a solution. Xiaoye began to think of ways to capture or kill the dagger directly.

"Stones, turn into round shields."

The soul-devouring transformed into a small round shield on Xiaoye's left arm. Of course, this only looks like a round shield, but it does not have the defensive attributes that the round shield should have. There is no damage reduction or defense increase, but at least for Xiaoye, this is enough.

The thick fog that was swallowed by the darkness was stabbed away again. This time the target of the dagger was obviously Xiaoye's heart. Xiaoye felt it when the dagger entered the darkness and swallowed by the darkness. As soon as the thought arose, the thick fog around quickly gathered towards the dagger. The suddenly increasing density of the black fog finally slowed down the speed of the dagger.

Without any hesitation, the round shield slapped the dagger directly.

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