I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 356 Trouble
But it was the master craftsman of Xuanqi Sect, Yan Kai saw him sacrifice a few flying swords, and the seven-star seal he refined at the Qi Dao Conference, to deal with the siege of hundreds of wraiths dancing swords.

But it is a bit difficult.

Although Yan Kai has the eighth layer of golden elixir, such a craftsman concentrates on crafting, but his combat power is average.

Fang Han tapped with one hand, and the river of sword energy roared away.

Immediately wiped out all the resentful spirits around him.

"Fang Daoyou!" Yan Kai was surprised, seeing the opponent's eight flying swords surrounding him, smashing up the wraiths like chopping melons and vegetables, he couldn't help being even more shocked.

Although these vengeful spirits are not too difficult to deal with individually, they are still quite difficult to deal with in large numbers.

Fang Han nodded at him. Of course he is not the Holy Mother. One is that Xuanqi Sect and Lingbao Xianzong have a good relationship, so he can count on old man Zhou as a face. exterminate.

"Fang Daoyou, I will serve as queen for you!" Yan Kai said, his old face flushed slightly.

Of course, Fang Han didn't need him as the queen, but if Yan Kai wanted to reach Zhujianchi earlier, following Fang Han was the safest choice.

Fang Han didn't care, the sword shield formed by his eight flying swords, the long river of sword energy easily strangled countless sword dancing wraiths who rushed forward.

After the two of them fled for dozens of miles.

Seeing that Tang Si and Leng Jie, who were ranked eighth on the magic weapon list, were also besieged by hundreds of resentful spirits.

Fang Han clicked with one hand, and the Meteorite Sword shot out quickly. The Meteorite Sword was in this sword mound full of gold aura, and its power was especially greatly blessed. sword.

A sword slashed down, and there was a loud bang, and a deep sword mark with a length of more than a hundred feet appeared on the ground. With just this sword, hundreds of resentful spirits were wiped out.

Tang Si and Leng Jie were taken aback.

They witnessed Fang Han's skill in refining weapons, but they didn't expect his combat power to be so powerful.

Fang Han pinched the magic formula with one hand again, and the Bishui sword and the Yaori sword flew into the sky like a dragon, forming a picture of the Tai Chi sword. Thousands of sword qi shot out quickly, and accurately wiped out all the remaining resentful spirits.

Yan Kai, Tang Si and Leng Jie were stunned.

Tang Si and Leng Jie also joined Fang Han's team at the moment, and followed him to strangle the Wraith, so that the speed of action of the four was significantly accelerated.

Along the way, Fang Han's team ran into Shen Yi from the Far West again.

The five formed a phalanx, taking care of both left and right, front and back, while resisting the chaotic sword energy attack, while teaming up to strangle the wraiths, they went straight to the sword casting pool.

An hour later, they had already seen from a distance, the huge Sword Forging Pool like a tiankeng.

Everyone here clearly felt that the sword energy was more intensive here, and a wave of sharp sword intent struck.

Outside the Sword Forging Pool, Fang Han and the others saw another familiar figure.

But it is Wu Song of Tiangongzong.

I saw him sacrifice a number of magic weapons to resist the attack of the wraiths.

Although it is the ninth floor of the golden core, there are too many resentful spirits, and they are already in a hurry.

When Wu Song saw Fang Han and others flying towards him, and a large number of resentful spirits were easily killed by Fang Han's sword along the way, he couldn't help but suffocate, looking a little embarrassed.

The competition between Tiangongzong and Lingbao Xianzong was fierce, and the other party took the first place in his magic weapon list. Wu Song was very unconvinced, but now seeing that Fang Han's combat power is obviously higher than his, it can be said that he has lost in all aspects. Thoroughly.

Seeing that Fang Han and others are about to overtake him and go away.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Song also cheekily squeezed into Fang Han's sword and shield range, and followed Fang Han forward.

Fang Han glanced at him indifferently, without stopping.

With more people and more strength, they can rush into the Sword Forging Pool as soon as possible.

After a while, everyone had already reached the periphery of the sword casting pool.

It is only a few steps away from entering the sword casting pool.

At this moment, only a faint fluctuation could be heard in the space.

Everyone just felt that there was a thud in their ears, like a heavy hammer from thunder, that their Divine Sea Lingtai suffered a strong impact, and they felt a strong sense of dizziness.

"What's going on, what is attacking our sea of ​​consciousness?"

Yan Kai said in surprise.

"This is Jianming!"

Fang Han replied, he keenly discerned that this was obviously the sound of a sword, but it was the sea of ​​consciousness attacking people like thunder.

Just at that moment, his mental power was weakened by a small part, but seeing the reactions of the rest of the people, the loss of mental power of these people was even more serious than his.

"Sword Cry?" While everyone was puzzled, there was another muffled bang, and there was another stabbing pain in everyone's sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's really Jianming!"

At this moment, they discovered the sound of Jin Ge and Jian Ming.

"Could it be that those resentful spirits manipulated the cries of the left swords?" Leng Jie asked doubtfully.

"Probably not. According to my master's knowledge from Taixu Sword Palace, before the great shattering of the ancient times, the sword casting pool cast countless swords in the long years, and many of them reached the realm of heaven-reaching spiritual treasures." U Song said solemnly.

"Although the owner of the sword died later, some of the sword spirits returned to the place where it was cast with the owner's obsession."

"After tens of thousands of years, these sword spirits have become hostile, manipulating the master's obsession to form special vengeful spirits. The vengeful spirits manipulated by these sword spirits, because they still have thinking, are also extremely strong in front of them. It has been tempered here for so many years, so the mental power is very strong."

"It should be these sword spirits who attacked just now." Wu Song's explanation made everyone nod their heads.

These sword spirits originally existed in a spiritual body, so their attacks were aimed at the sea of ​​consciousness, and ordinary magic weapons and supernatural powers were naturally difficult to resist.

Some of these sword spirits condensed a specific gas shape, and some did not. These sword spirits guarded the Sword Forging Pool, which is where they were born. Although there are many resentful spirits in Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, these high There are not many sword spirits produced by high-level magic swords and returned, so everyone is not too panicked.

"The key is how to deal with them?"

Tang Si said.

These people are self-sufficient and bold, and they didn't go with their own Nascent Soul Master when they came in.

Although these sword spirits are formidable, the great monks of the Nascent Soul stage have great supernatural powers, so they can naturally protect them well.

At present, the few of them have to deal with these sword spirits before they can enter the sword casting pool.

Of course, these sword spirits only have some thinking consciousness, and have not produced real spiritual wisdom, so the threat is not too great.

But one thing is certain, the sword spirit in the fairy sword cast by Taoist Taixu must have produced spiritual wisdom, but no one knows where it is now.

"Currently, we can only protect the Lingtai of Consciousness Sea while using magical powers of the spirit and soul to attack."

"Whoever of you has the magic weapon to defend against the attack of the soul, as well as the magic weapon and supernatural power of the attack of the soul, don't hide it for yourself, use it all, otherwise we will not be able to enter the sword casting pool."

Fang Han shouted in a deep voice.

His soul power is stronger than that of the same level, but the magic weapons and means of attacking souls are his weaknesses.

However, the rest of them are long-established master craftsmen, and they all come from big sects and big families with profound backgrounds, so after listening to Fang Han's words, they immediately showed their own methods.

(End of this chapter)