“Buzz…”

The remaining knife vibrates, and the knife sings in the air.

The black peony injected all the continuous Haoran energy into the body of the remains of the sword.

This is a nutritional hotbed!

Bang!

A supreme sword energy came from the sky and shot straight into Lu Fengyun!

At the same time...

The powerful force emerged from the knife, and the entire ancient tomb was shaking!

This attack is enough to kill the holy realm!

In the ancient tomb, countless powerful people have perceived it!

"What a terrible breath!"

"Is that supreme power fighting?"

"Hurry, run! If it is affected, we will be finished!"

...

These powerful people with great cultivation level suddenly changed their color.

Under that terrifying power, many people hurriedly withdrew from the ancient tomb!

"Is this your strongest attack?"

"It's not amazing, I can only say that it's very ordinary!"

Lu Fengyun smiled indifferently.

He stood up with his hands and his body did not move, facing him to meet the strongest sword aura!

boom!

A shocking sound came out.

The energy dissipated, and Lu Fengyun came out safely, his clothes were not covered with dust, and he was not damaged at all!

Only the land under your feet has cracked spider-web-like gaps!

There was a curl of contempt on the corner of his mouth.

There is a piece of Zai Shengming armor that can withstand the attack of a demigod!

Master is eternal God!

Yue Ran clapped her hands gently, and she stared at the ink shadow ahead with a passionate and admiring gaze.

The sword soul was shocked.

It doesn't believe it!

That was a knife that I tried my best!

This person not only did not move, but also seemed to have not taken action!

He took it with his brave body!

How is that possible!

Are young people so powerful in millions of years?!

When he was uneasy, Lu Fengyun asked back: "It's impolite to come but not go. Next, it's time for you to take the call!"

After saying that, without giving any chance, a soldier of Yaoyao emerged in his palm!

The magic sword, tired of the sea!

He slashed over with one sword!

The sword is full of intent, the sword is brighter in the chaotic world, and the murderous intent is full of murderous aura!

Fuyao God Scroll, the third chapter, desolate!

This is a shocking knife!

This is a shattering knife!

With one blow, the black peony was split into two directly!

Infinite energy poured out.

Dang!

Losing the nutrient hotbed, the remaining knife suddenly fell to the ground!

A crack appeared on the blade, which was the masterpiece of Jue Canghai!

The moment the divine weapon landed, it turned into a thin and slender figure.

This is a man.

Simple red clothes, red hair, and pale complexion.

He fell to the ground, and there was a terrifying wound on his chest, and blood kept flowing.

He covered his wound and blood splattered from his fingers.

He is the soul of the sword!

To give birth to a soul body, two conditions must be met for a weapon.

1. It must be a magic weapon.

2. Absorb one million years of spiritual energy in heaven and earth.

Mountains and seas, millions of years or even earlier, in that era when the gods were fighting for hegemony, there were as numerous gods and divine weapons.

At that time, the magic weapons had very common appearances of spiritual and soul, and they could even practice like humans!

However, after the twilight of Ragnarok, the gods were rare and even gradually extinct.

It is very rare that the divine weapons with souls can be either annihilated, incomplete, or buried in dust.

This knife in the ancient tomb came from millions of years ago!

However, the blade was broken and the edge was only there, so he could only rely on the peony breeding ground to survive.

In addition to shock, his blood boiled.

The desire to fight is everywhere!

"Hahaha……"

"So strong! What a strong blow!"

The man in red laughed constantly.

Lu Fengyun turned his head and looked at him, just as he was about to speak, but suddenly the system issued a prompt!

"Ding! The target was detected, the target information is being analyzed..."

【Name:Cangyang】

【Age: Do not remember the year】

【Race: Sword Soul】

【Cultivation level: Mid-stage semi-saint】

[Background: The weapon of the Bingjun million years ago, the soul of the divine weapon]

【Martial Arts: "Staying Yang Sword Technique"】

[Note: The sword technique is excellent, with ten thousand years of combat experience, and strong strength. Recommended position: Martial Arts Elder]

really!

This sword soul is the target elder!

Lu Fengyun was a little surprised when he saw his cultivation.

A broken sword was buried in the Cambrian Realm for millions of years. Generally speaking, the power had long passed and the consciousness had collapsed!

But he can still have half of the cultivation level of a saint!

The peony hotbed is such a good thing.

only……

The peony was cut off by Lu Fengyun with one knife, and all the energy ran away.

The sword soul set sun was severely damaged by the tired sea. The inspiration dissipated, the breath weakened, and the body gradually became transparent!

He was not panicked.

He stared at Lu Fengyun, his eyes were hot, and he smiled at the sky:
To be continued...