Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 336 Seven Heart Sword

After saying these words, the Venerable Hidden Sword raised the Seven Fierce Swords in his hand, and rushed towards the skeleton of the Killing Sword Lord on the altar.

The sword energy tore through the space, and the strong evil energy was also separated from the center, which could no longer cause any obstacles to the Venerable Hidden Sword. Ye Ling took advantage of this opportunity, and Yu Jian flew towards the altar.

In the air, the Hidden Sword Master waved the Seven Fierce Sword in his hand, and seven ferocious beasts of different shapes flew out of his sword, stood in the air, and rushed towards the skeleton of the Heart-Murdering Sword Lord who was also waving the sword.

Without the Killing Heart Sword Lord beside the bronze tripod, Ye Ling reached the top of the altar very smoothly. Looking at Qi Ling who was so close at hand, Ye Ling was at a loss for a while.

Destroy Qi Ling, but how can I destroy Qi Ling?

In front of this sickle-shaped weapon spirit, there is a phantom here, and there is no entity, how can I destroy it?

Wei Wei was absent-minded for a moment, Ye Ling didn't care so much anymore, raised the heartless sword in his hand, and swung it at the weapon spirit.

The Unfeeling Sword drew a lavender arc in the air, and the sharp sword energy passed through the phantom of the sickle blade, but did not cause any harm to it. There was only a slight ripple on the phantom sickle blade. After a layer of ripples, there was no movement.

Ye Ling's sword obviously didn't have any effect. This kind of sword energy, which is biased towards purely physical attacks, couldn't touch Qi Ling at all.

"It has no form, no physical attack will do any harm to it, so what about the spiritual level?"

Thinking this way, Ye Ling swung the Rueling Sword in his hand again, this time following the rhythm of the Rueling Sword, and the second soul ring among the eight soul rings behind Ye Ling.

The second soul skill, Juannian, was released, and the strong sword energy mixed with a little spiritual power was cut out from the Heartless Sword, forming a sword energy, which fell towards the phantom of the spirit.

"Om~"

This time, the fluctuations after attacking the weapon spirit became a little more obvious. The ripples on the weapon spirit spread rapidly to the surroundings, and finally disappeared again.

"Isn't that okay?"

Seeing that physical and spiritual attacks didn't work, Ye Ling sighed, and was about to put away the Heartless Sword in his hand, but at this moment, the weapon spirit suspended and on the bronze tripod suddenly flickered, and a black mist condensed His illusory arm protruded from the bronze tripod, and grabbed Ye Ling who hadn't reacted yet.

Still thinking about how to be a good Ye Ling, how to react, the arm condensed by the black mist did not have any breath fluctuations, even Ye Ling didn't notice its appearance, only felt that he was suddenly held by something, and then there was a burst of breath. dizzy.

After this feeling disappeared, Ye Ling rubbed her head and slowly opened her eyes. What caught her eyes was no longer the dark space just now, but everything in front of her was more like a magnificent palace.

Ye Ling was standing at the gate of the palace, looking around vigilantly. When he was brought to such a place suddenly, no one would act like this. Everyone would be wary of unknown things.

Standing for a long time, Ye Ling still plans to walk forward, maybe something unexpected will happen after entering this palace.

The palace is huge, and even Ye Ling has to admit that this palace is absolutely rare in the world. The walls are inlaid with precious gemstones, and even the floor tiles on the ground reveal a faint emerald light.

What surprised Ye Ling the most was the hideous and terrifying sickle blade enshrined above the main hall. The evil energy was rushing around, piercing through the sickle blade, and the illusory sickle blade fluctuated with the evil energy. And there are slight ripples, as if they don't exist, giving people a very illusory sense of falsehood.

"Om~"

The phantom of the sickle blade moved slowly, and turned into a figure in the next moment. It was a woman, and Ye Ling recognized her at a glance.

That is Bibi Dong. In terms of appearance and figure, the phantom transformed by the weapon spirit is Bibi Dong. I heard that the weapon spirit will change its shape according to the owner's appearance or behavior, and the current weapon spirit, It must be the spirit of Rakshasa's fierce weapon.

With such a face, there are only Bibi Dong's soul under the seal of the three gods in the Raksha Domain, and the Raksha fierce god who has taken away Bibi Dong's body now.

Bibi Dong is naturally impossible, after all the spirit of this sickle has existed for tens of thousands of years, it is obviously impossible for Bibi Dong to be so old.

As for the rakshasa fierce god, she is the only one who has such a long life. She has existed since ancient times, even in the ancient times, and that is the same era as the dragon god!

"You are the second human to come here."

The voice sounded, Ye Ling looked towards the source of the voice, and the phantom of Bibi Dong transformed by Qi Ling was floating in the air, and slowly flew towards Ye Ling's location.

"Are you the spirit of Rakshasa's weapon?" Ye Ling frowned slightly and asked,

"Bibi Dong" phantom nodded, and didn't deny it. From its point of view, it didn't hurt to let the human being in front of it know. Anyway, the person who came here, it didn't intend to let him go back.

"Your strength is not as good as the last guy who came here, but I can't see through you. I can only detect that your soul power level is around 81."

Qi Ling, as if he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, slowly floated in front of Ye Ling, looking at Ye Ling who was close at hand with extreme curiosity.

Silver hair, plain gown, and amethyst sword, this match is really perfect. Rao even this emotionless weapon spirit, not only stared blankly for a few minutes, but when Ye Ling's complexion changed slightly, he was relieved.

Ye Ling didn't speak. It felt like a small world created by someone. As soon as he entered here, he felt the crisis around him, as if he was being targeted by some predator. Let him be a soul master. Both backs were slightly chilled.

"That guy is very strong, so I caught him and used him as a puppet to prevent someone from accidentally getting in here, but who would have thought that you would find another loophole and run in."

"Since I have no shortage of puppets, you'd better go die."

As soon as the voice fell, the phantom of Qi Ling shot suddenly, holding an illusory sickle blade in his hand, slightly waved the long handle, and slashed at Ye Ling.

"Ding~"

At the moment when the sickle was cut out, the Heartless Sword swung out a stream of sword energy and collided with it. This time, it did not pass through the sickle, but joined with it.

Fierce sparks raged across the two weapons and swords, and after a while, someone suddenly exerted force, and the two retreated at the same time.

Opening his eyes again, Ye Ling stared at Qi Ling, and Qi Ling looked at Ye Ling with a very dark gaze, and the sickle blade in his hand turned slightly, as if something was brewing.

"In my territory, if you dare to be so arrogant, then you should stay here forever."

Qi Ling Senhan's voice came out, and the sickle blade in his hand was held by both hands, and the evil energy behind him was surging, facing Ye Ling's overwhelming oppression.

Looking at the scythe in the air, Ye Ling lowered his head and fell into silence, then slowly raised his left hand, where there was a special wave of breath.

The next moment, Ye Ling stretched out his left hand, facing the sickle in the air.

(End of this chapter)