The goddess of the goddess

Chapter 323 Peerless Sword Tomb 6
After an unknown amount of time, the light leaking from the soul completely disappeared, and countless streamers of light continuously revolved around the soul.

At this time, I realized that I only had a touch of consciousness, and I couldn't do anything when I entered the ruins of the soul.

In addition to wandering or wandering.

Then, dots of floating light floated in the void soul, a bit like the light of a firefly, and a bit like the last faint light of a falling meteor, flying up and down in Nuoda's space mischievously.

After a while, those floating lights and stars flew towards the blurred and smoky ruins of the soul from time to time.

Countless streamers danced and lined up in a zigzag line, very regular, like strips of colorful light, dancing in gorgeous arcs.

As soon as these bands of light touched the white light mist in the Ruins of Soul, the bands of light gathered by the streamer jumped more and more cheerfully, actively flying into the smoke.

The fog of nothingness gradually dissipated, revealing a smooth space.

There are many kinds of colors inside, Youfeng roughly counted, besides the seven colors, there are also faint ink colors, mixed with traces of milky white colors, there are actually nine kinds!

Although some don't understand what these flickering lights are, but it is a very precious thing to be able to open up the ruins of the soul.

And the Soul Market is the only way to refine the soul and increase the soul power, but she doesn't know exactly what the realms of soul power are and how they are divided.

After all the superficial light has been absorbed by the Soul Market, there is a feeling of relief, as if you are in the vast and vast universe, enjoying the fun of unrestricted and carefree travel.

The sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to leap, which is the portrayal of her state of mind at this time.

In the sword mound, the cold wind was blowing, and the various weapons buried deep in the ground made a crashing sound, as if they were about to run out of the soil.

With this sound, even the ground seemed to vibrate, like a small earthquake, which made one's heart palpitate.

Danbai, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, was able to crawl out of the pit at this moment.

Still not afraid of death, dragging his blood-covered body, step by step, he approached the stunning girl who was holding a floating sword with flowing light and its body was covered with frost.

The blood-stained face was mixed with mud, and the original appearance could no longer be seen, but those eyes full of resentment stared at her, like a hungry wolf that wanted to kill, and if possible, it would immediately pounce on her. Go up and tear her apart.

In those bloodshot eyes, there is a determination to get the sword even if they die together.

The strong gaze that cannot be ignored has been falling on her body, Youfeng frowned, raised the long sword, and looked carefully.

The streamer of purple and white lingered on the sharp and bright sword, like a thin layer of frost attached to it, and an icy feeling continuously overflowed from the sword.

The sword body is about three fingers wide, and it is seamless and integrated with the hilt.

When your fingers tap on it, there is a crisp 'ding dong' sound, which is refreshing.

The light and agile sword energy lingered around the blade, which seemed to be icy cold, but she didn't feel the slightest chill, but liked the icy cold feeling very much.

At the same time, as soon as she grasped it, she felt her mind clear and her mood relaxed. The fire and water elements in her body began to chase and merge with each other.

While walking in the meridians, the dirt inside is taken away, and you feel refreshed and clear-headed.

After that, You Feng clearly felt the sword trembling, trembling with excitement, a kind of joy of seeing the sun again.

So clearly, it was conveyed to her!
With a sound of 'whoosh', the sword broke free from her hand, like a small rocket, with a swish, it flew straight into the sky and flew into the clouds, but soon swooped down like a falcon, circling around her incessantly .

The purple and white streamer poured out like starlight, and the cool water vapor fell from the top of the head, fine and dense, but it couldn't wet her, but enveloped her in the dense mist.

She felt a burst of relief all over her body, from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, as if all the blockages in her body, from the inside to the outside, were washed away at once.

The aftereffects of taking the dead berries have all disappeared!

Seeing the sword lying in front of her, the sharp sword twisted around, as if it was dancing, and it seemed to be showing itself, very naughty.

It was originally a long sword, yet it stretched and shortened, and the blade was as soft as a soft ribbon. It actively ran to the back of her head on the long black hair, like an ordinary hair tie, holding Qing After venting his black hair all over his back, he stopped moving.

Only the flowing light aura that flows continuously shows that he is not a mundane thing.

This sword is still conscious?

Youfeng was taken aback, touched the soft hairband, it turned out that those legends about sword spirits really existed!

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the blood-soaked man who had already stared dumbfounded. No wonder such a spirit sword would be coveted.

However, this sword is already hers, and she finally found a good sword that suits her, how could she give it up?
Nangong Yehua, who was very close to Youfeng, stretched out his hand to touch her head, and there was an intoxicating smile on her unparalleled handsome face.

Looking at her deep phoenix eyes full of doting, and her elegant voice ringing in her ears, it is completely irresistible, "How?"

"Very good!" You Feng glanced at him, with a smile in his black eyes, and asked him, "Have you chosen?"

There are so many weapons here, if you don't pick one or two, isn't it a waste of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

"Yeah!" Nangong Yehua replied lightly, the corners of his lips curled up on his Qingshi face revealed his joy at this moment.

Seeing him happy, he must have got a good sword, Youfeng really wants to see it, but...

The girl seemed to be frightened by her sword, and stood in front of her, staring at her motionless, so Youfeng had no choice but to remind, "You, is there anything else?"

He frowned slightly, seemingly displeased.

Anyone who stares with that kind of greedy eyes can't bear it for a long time.

With a slight swipe by the wind, the heavy iron giant sword that Dan Yan stabbed hard turned into a stream of light, and now it seems that Shen Qin couldn't recover from the shock just now.

Staring blankly at his empty hand, this, this is, the power of the Flowing Frost Sword?
Hearing You Feng's words of chasing people away, Dan Yan seemed to have thought of something, and immediately came to her senses, looking at her with deep fear in her black eyes, she took a few steps back abruptly.

I don't know what I want to do, those unblinking eyes have been staring vigilantly at the long sword she has drawn out of her hand, as if if she is not paying attention, that sword will kill her.

"Hand over the Flowing Frost Sword!" Dan Bai, who was walking step by step, suddenly yelled fiercely, his tall body was already extremely weak, and he was able to pounce towards Youfeng with a speed like a hungry wolf rushing for food.

At the same time, he casually pulled out a giant sword covered in rust, drained enough spiritual power, and threw it at her desperately.

That kind of strength, that kind of speed, doesn't seem like he can display it at all.

(End of this chapter)