"Xuanyuan Sword?" Mu Feng's curiosity also rose when he heard this name.

The Xuanyuan Sword can be regarded as the most powerful divine sword in ancient mythology. It is said that it was created by the Three Qingshu. The long sword itself represents the inheritance of the Chinese lineage.

Many monks thought that the Xuanyuan Sword only exists in legends. All along, the Xuanyuan Sword has been just a myth. "Oh my God, this is really the Xuanyuan Sword, right?" Puyang Letong's tone completely changed.

"If it is true, then what exactly does this divine seal exist? It can actually suppress the legendary Xuanyuan Sword?" Puyang Le

Tong swallowed.

Since the appearance of Xuanyuan Sword, Europeans have been very calm.

He looked at the Xuanyuan Sword that was almost about to escape and said in a deep voice: "In ancient Greek mythology, the great god Zeus had thousands of people.

The sword of the evil spirit sealed by the gods of all gods seems to be the sword that suppressed it."

"This sword has not yet escaped, and its aura is so terrible. If it is allowed to escape, then no one can compete with it?" Speaking of this, the European said in a deep voice: "In legend, if the evil spirit sword appears, there will be no peace in the world. No matter whether the rumors are true or false, this evil sword cannot be escaped."

After saying that, the European raised his hand and another space ring on his middle finger. Soon, more than a dozen corpses surged out of it.

Although these corpses have been dead for a long time, they still have a strong fighting spirit.

Judging from these auras, these corpses should have been super experts during their lifetime.

At least, he is also a divine hermit with more than ten divine qualities.

The Europeans arranged the twelve corpses into a row and began to mutter.

A large amount of black mist slowly surged out from his fingertips. These mists had a rich aura of dead spirits. As soon as the aura entered the corpses, the corpses actually climbed up from the ground as if they were alive.

"Is this dark magic?" After Mu Feng possessed the divine nature, he once studied the spells of Western gods and hermits.

He knew a little about the legendary dark magic.

Seeing this, Mu Feng thought to himself: "Where is this European coming from? He actually has so many corpses of masters."

At this time, strange beasts continued to appear in the huge divine seal. As soon as these strange beasts appeared, they immediately splattered blood onto the divine sword, and were then strangled by the divine sword.

The blood of the strange beast was scattered, and the breath of the divine sword immediately became weaker.

But not long after, the light of the magic sword bloomed again and its power recovered again.

Judging from the situation in front of you, unless there are enough alien beasts sealed in the divine seal, it will be a matter of time before this magic sword escapes.

At this time, all the corpses were undoubtedly alive. They burst out with powerful spiritual power, and each corpse had irresistible strength.

"I'm sorry, my friends, I can only use you to replace the divine seal and suppress this evil sword." The European muttered, and in an instant, an extremely strong aura of the dead spirit was emitted from his body.

Driven by these dead auras, twelve corpses rushed into the stone wall like ghosts. As soon as they approached the stone wall, an invisible sword energy knocked away the front corpses.

These sword energy that could tear the strange beasts into pieces did not tear the corpses apart.

After these corpses were knocked out, they soon returned.

"These corpses are all wearing the sacred cloak of the Sea God. It seems that these people should have been under the command of the Sea God in their previous lives." Although Mu Feng didn't know what the Europeans wanted to do.

However, judging from the current situation, this European obviously wanted to help the divine seal reseal the Xuanyuan Sword.

These twelve corpses kept charging towards the stone wall. Every time they rushed up, they were slapped out by the sword energy.

These corpses are like tireless machines, attacking again and again.

"This, are they actually planning to consume the power of the Xuanyuan Sword?" Seeing this, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel a little amused.

The style of these gods and hermits is indeed a bit weird.

Whether it is breaking the formation or fighting, it is all in the most brutal way.

I have to say that although this method is very barbaric, it is also very effective.

These corpses hit hundreds of times in a row, and most of the sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword was indeed consumed.

No matter how strong the sword energy of Xuanyuan Sword is, it is just a weapon. Without the activation of spiritual energy, its power cannot be fully exerted.

As the sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword became weaker and weaker, the divine seal indeed began to gain the upper hand.

The light of the divine seal gradually increased and began to devour the light of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Soon, the Xuanyuan Sword, which had originally surged, gradually became dull, like a

Ordinary bronze sword.

Just as the Xuanyuan Sword was about to be rebooted, Mu Feng suddenly heard a faint voice in his ear: "Help me."

The sound was very weak, like the voice of a little girl.

Mu Feng's face changed, and at this time, Puyang Letong also shouted: "This is really the Xuanyuan Sword, he is actually asking for help from me."

"It's indeed an evil sword! That won't let him reappear." Hearing Puyang Letong say this, Europeans became more determined.

At this time, the sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword was no longer able to push away the corpses that rushed forward. At the same time, the divine seal released another strange beast. The strange beast flew over the Xuanyuan Sword and actually exploded its body.

The smelly blood fell, dyeing the Xuanyuan Sword, which had lost its luster, blood-red.

The Xuanyuan Sword, which had lost its golden light, could no longer retreat from its blood.

"Save...save me." Xuanyuan Sword's aura became weaker and weaker.

Mu Feng looked at the direction of the stone wall, and his heart was also very entangled.

His current strength is simply unable to compete with the twelve corpses. Even if he rushes forward, it will probably be useless.

This is the Heavenly Prison, and his cultivation has been suppressed. Even with spiritual energy, he only has a faint trace of it, and even a cultivator at the Qi Refining Realm level is not as good as a cultivator.

"Sorry, I can't save you." Mu Feng tried to send a message to the Xuanyuan Sword and said, "I'm not their opponent."

"Give me some blood, give me some blood from the Tianhe God Clan." Xuanyuan Sword's voice became lower and lower, almost undetectable.

"I am not the Tianhe God Clan." Mu Feng frowned.

"I can feel that you two are descendants of the Tianhe God Clan, give me some blood." Xuanyuan Jian begged.

"I'm the Tianhe God Clan?"

The current situation was no longer possible for Mu Feng to make a decision. He gritted his teeth and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the stone wall.

"Who?" When they saw Mu Feng appear, Europeans and Puyang Letong were shocked.

"Dare you dare to get into a thrust?" The European roared, and he shouted loudly: "Kill him for me."

With the order from the Europeans, the twelve corpses rushed towards Mu Feng immediately.
Chapter completed!