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At this tender moment, an extremely powerful but familiar aura came from not far away, stirring up a gust of wind, tearing off all the vegetation growing around, and even Wan'er's tombstone was shaking slightly. trembling. (Baidu search: Ran レ Wen レ Book レ Library, the fastest update for reading novels

Xiaobai stood up all of a sudden, roaring and roaring in the southeast direction.

"What a powerful force...it seems to be a formation." Qin Rongxian exclaimed.

Yuan Futu was very familiar with this aura, he followed Xiaobai's roaring direction, stood up, and said: "It's the Shocking God Formation, how could it suddenly start to operate at this time, let's go and see. "

This eight-level large formation has never exploded with such a powerful momentum since the sword twelve was used back then. Yuan Futu and Qin Rongxian soon came to the mountains and saw that the formation had been completely opened. The array patterns are superimposed, and during the operation, the powerful power accumulated for many years from the spiritual veins is released.

Once this formation is in operation, it will be difficult for even a strong person in the Huatian realm to break it easily.

Qin Rongxian looked around and said, "Strange, there are no practitioners around, how can the formation work by itself?"

Yuan Futu stared at the center of the formation, knowing that there must be something wrong with the secret realm of Jianzhong, and said: "There is a secret realm hidden in the formation, which is the burial place of the predecessors of the sword sects of all generations. It must have come out of a certain link. If there is a problem, let's go in and take a look."

"But this formation?" The eighth-level formation was not a joke, Qin Rongxian questioned its safety.

Yuan Futu smiled and said: "I can feel that it has no malice towards me." While speaking, he took Qin Rongxian's hand and walked into the formation along a specific track, but Xiaobai was worried about his master entering, so he tightly follow behind.

Even if it is not a practitioner, there must be a spiritual consciousness controlling this formation, and this spiritual consciousness is hidden in the secret territory of Jianzhong.

Walking into the gate of the secret realm of the Sword Tomb, his vision began to dim. With the light of the moonlight, Qin Rongxian saw this sacred and unusually sacred burial place for the Sword Sect.

"This...these are all the spirit treasures collected by Jianzong, so powerful!" There were dozens of extremely precious sword-shaped spirit treasures inserted on the crimson mound. Qin Rongxian was dumbfounded for a moment, and said: "Since there are Such a precious place, why did you go to Jushentongbao to find Lingbao?"

Yuan Futu said in a deep voice: "Every spirit treasure here is branded with the spiritual consciousness of the seniors of Jianzong, unless they take the initiative to admit me, otherwise I can only obliterate their spiritual consciousness, which is simply treasonous to me, so There is no way to use it."

"So that's it." Qin Rongxian frowned and looked carefully, but found that Xiao Bai came forward, pressed his claws on the somewhat hard terracotta, and sniffed the Qingfeng sword placed on the top with his nose.

"Could it be related to opening the formation?" Qin Rongxian was very puzzled by Xiaobai's actions.

Suddenly, this simple and unremarkable Qingfeng sword suddenly trembled, exuding a strong coercion, causing all the sword-shaped spirit treasures around to tremble violently, and the body of the spirit beast Xiaobai burst into flames , Immediately resisted this coercion, but he didn't even hold on to a breath, and was sent flying out, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.

Yuan Futu immediately stepped forward, propped up a ground element shield, and resisted the coercion, and said: "This sword is a treasure left by the first suzerain, it belongs to the supreme level spiritual treasure, and it contains the first suzerain's sword. Spiritual consciousness, the magic sword that the Twelve Sects actively used back then was suppressed under it."

When Qin Chuan killed Jian Twelve back then, Qin Rongxian was also here, and she had seen Wang Jian's power with her own eyes, so her face changed involuntarily.

Yuan Futu wondered: "From this, it can be seen that the shocking god formation was activated by the spiritual consciousness imprinted in the Qingfeng sword, but why did the first suzerain do this?"

While thinking about it, there was a muffled sound inside the Qingfeng sword, and a clearly visible crack burst out from the hilt, extending down the sword body. The sound was like a rusty knife being snapped off abruptly. It was as if it was broken, sending a chill down the spine.

"Cracked?" Qin Rongxian said in astonishment: "This is the Supreme Spirit Treasure, how could it be easily broken?"

Yuan Futu said in a deep voice: "How is it possible, this is clearly the spirit treasure bursting on its own, and the first suzerain is self-destructing!"

The crack ran through the entire Qingfeng sword from top to bottom, and finally with a soft sound, the Supreme Spirit Treasure that once killed the sword and Buddha was finally completely broken, split into two pieces, and the bleak sword body was reborn. There is no slight fluctuation of Lingbao, and it is even the same as the sword used by mortals.

This sword was originally ordinary, but in the hands of the first suzerain, it started its legendary journey, and now it has been a thousand years later, and it has finally come to the end.

Yuan Futu felt that soul mark was disappearing, he didn't know why the first suzerain did this, but now there was no time to think about it, because the destruction of the Qingfeng sword meant the rebirth of another sword.

Rumble!

The entire Sword Tomb Secret Realm seemed to be collided back and forth by a huge force, as if it would collapse at any moment. The blood-red bone burial ground exploded, and all the Lingbao flying swords flew out. Color-colored viscous gas burst out from inside, carrying a horrible smell of extreme decay and death.

"Wang Jian!"

Yuan Futu suddenly understood that this was all a plan arranged by the first suzerain's soul imprint. From opening the startling array to attract himself, and then destroying himself, there was only one purpose, and that was to king The sword was unsealed in front of him at this moment.

Wang Jian is a ferocious weapon cast from devil bones. Its grade is still higher than supreme, and its power is even more unpredictable. It can even be compared with the half of the sword held by the master of Shushan in the past.

"That sword is about to come out!" Qin Rongxian said in shock.

In the exploding burial ground, the king sword rose slowly, like a demon god looking down on the weak human being in front of him. The hilt of the sword was a black head of a strange beast, with sharp fangs biting the blood. Red blade.

After many years, Yuan Futu would actually see its true face again.

"First suzerain, do you want me to use Wang Jian?" Yuan Futu swallowed his saliva, facing Wang Jian, he could deeply feel the powerful and very tempting power, but once he used the magic sword , is possessed by demons, if he loses his sanity like Jian Twelve, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.