Nine Turns Sword God

Ten thousand Black Dragon Guards drew their weapons at the same time, ready to attack Chu Shaoyang at any time!

Chu Shaoyang secretly said that it was not good!

On the way here, the key had not moved.

I never thought that when I approached the altar, it would be sensed by the altar.

The sword intent that burst out broke the invisibility of his soul-hiding technique!

Suddenly, he was surrounded!

Thinking of Chu Shaoyang's embarrassing state of being suppressed by his aura and almost being crushed to death.

Ye Wuming laughed: "Weren't you very tough before?"

"Now, you are afraid of my power, Ye Wuming, and you offer the key on your own initiative, begging me to spare your life!"

After the bronze key absorbed the sword intent, strange golden patterns gradually lit up.

The shell was broken, and the whole key lit up with brilliant golden light!

Chu Shaoyang held the key.

Suddenly, countless information flooded into Chu Shaoyang's mind.

"Sword Tomb!"

It turned out that this place was a cave for several sword cultivators to cultivate.

When the last person's life was about to end, he returned to the cave and left behind the treasures he had accumulated throughout his life.

In order to prevent the sword technique he created from scratch from being lost in the world, he specially made this key, waiting for the destined person to open the entrance.

And this key has the ability to break the sword tomb's restrictions!

It is the key to entering the final treasure house, the sinking sword pool!

Chu Shaoyang laughed triumphantly: "Do you think I'm here to ask you to spare my life?"

He took a step forward and rushed to the center of the altar in an instant.

Holding the key in his hand, he inserted it fiercely into the ground!

Countless amazing sword intentions gathered into a sky-high light column, rushing straight into the sky!

Boom!

The center of the altar suddenly shattered, opening a dark door.

Like a black vortex, it was unknown where it led.

Chu Shaoyang put away the key and laughed: "I'll go first!"

He jumped into the door and disappeared.

"Asshole!"

Ye Wuming was furious!

He didn't come to admit his mistakes, but to get the treasure!

Ye Wuming had already regarded the treasure as his own, but he didn't expect to be tricked by Chu Shaoyang!

"Dare to steal my treasure?"

"You are looking for death!"

He was about to rush in, but heard a call from a distance.

Turning his head, he saw that the person coming was Ye Feng!

"Just in time!"

Ye Wuming said first: "You and Ye Qiu, come in with me and kill Chu Shaoyang!"

He took the lead and rushed into the dark door.

The deputy general named Ye Qiu followed closely.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and said to himself in surprise: "Chu Shaoyang? Wasn't he killed by those two people?"

"Is he not dead?"

He quickly thought that Chu Shaoyang must be good at hiding his breath and escaped the pursuit of the two.

That's why he saved his life!

"Two trash, didn't I do it myself?"

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully and jumped into the door.

...

After a dizzy spin, Chu Shaoyang came to a strange space.

The sky and the earth were vast and dark clouds were dense.

Thunderous sounds were heard from time to time, illuminating the devastated land.

Looking around, the ground was full of various swords.

Some were tattered, some were covered with rust, and some were evil swords that exuded a sinister aura!

Possessing the strange power of devouring spiritual energy, blood, and even spiritual essence!

Feeling the breath in the sword, Chu Shaoyang exclaimed: "These are all magic weapons?"

As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of swords!

With such a terrifying number, the owner of this sword tomb is probably not simple!

He casually pulled out a sword and injected spiritual essence.

The sword body hummed, as if it could not withstand the power of spiritual essence, and suddenly shattered.

Chu Shaoyang sighed: "It seems that the swords here have been placed for too long and have been eroded by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It can't be used."

Most of the magic weapons are made of common hard materials, combined with a unique refining method, and tempered.

Use spiritual energy to drive, and have the ability to enhance the power of spiritual energy.

However, the magic weapon itself is very fragile and cannot be preserved for a long time.

The swords here are at least hundreds of years old, and have long been eroded by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, completely losing their effectiveness.

Chu Shaoyang went forward and drew out at least hundreds of long swords.

All of them were shaken into powder as soon as the spiritual energy was slightly activated, and they were completely unusable.

Suddenly, the golden key in his arms trembled, floated into the air, and flew in a certain direction.

Chu Shaoyang hurriedly followed, and after crossing a wasteland, he came to a stone tablet.

A broken sword covered with rust was inserted in front of the stone tablet.

The golden key hovered on the sword, emitting a faint golden light.

He walked to the stone tablet and took a closer look.

"I am Bai Yulou, the leader of the ten great sword cultivators in Tianjue Sword Tomb!"

"I have cultivated swords for more than a hundred years in my life, and I have found a master of refining weapons, who has refined a peerless sword, the Eternal Dao Yuan Sword!"

"However, the enemy chased me, and I was outnumbered. The sword broke in the bloody battle, and I was seriously injured. I will not live long."

"I have left the broken sword here. If someone with a destiny gets it, collects the upper and lower parts of the sword, and finds a master of refining weapons, it may be possible to repair this sword and return it to a spiritual weapon!"

"But, to pull out this sword, you need to reach the realm of sword spirit, otherwise you will be injured by the sword energy and your cultivation will be wasted!"

Chu Shaoyang was overjoyed when he saw the penultimate sentence!

"This sword is actually a broken spiritual weapon!"

Spiritual weapons give birth to spiritual intelligence and wisdom.

Looking at the entire Qin Dynasty, there are only three strong men with spiritual weapons!

Each of them is one of the strongest!

This is because spiritual weapons give birth to spiritual intelligence and spirits, and can communicate with the user's mind.

Not only does it have the ability to enhance the power of moves, but it also has special abilities.

Some weapon spirits can help users fight.

Some weapon spirits can speed up the user's cultivation speed, etc.

No matter which one it is, it can greatly improve strength and be invincible in the same realm!

Chu Shaoyang said excitedly: "Although this sword is now a seventh-grade magic weapon."

"If it can return to the spiritual weapon grade and awaken the weapon spirit, it can greatly enhance my strength!"

Just as he was about to draw his sword, several breaths approached rapidly!

He turned his head and saw that it was ten Black Dragon Guards!

"It's that pariah!"

The leading square-faced soldier was overjoyed: "The general has issued a must-kill order. Whoever takes back your head can be appointed as the leader of the Black Dragon Guard!"

"Such a good thing can actually fall on my head?"

Beside him, a group of soldiers congratulated him.

When mentioning Chu Shaoyang, his tone was full of disdain!

It seemed that in their eyes, killing Chu Shaoyang was as easy as stepping on an ant.

At this time, the square-faced soldier also saw the stone tablet.

He glanced at the words on the stone tablet and was delighted again: "Spiritual weapon!"

But when he saw the last sentence, the joy on his face disappeared, and he cursed: "Does the sword have to have a spiritual level to draw the sword?"

"You bastard, you are still restless after death!"

Having said that, he had no choice but to sigh.

The soldiers also sighed and shook their heads helplessly.

"Don't say that the sword has a spiritual level. Looking at the entire Qin Dynasty, there are only more than a hundred sword cultivators who have achieved the condensation of sword spirit."

"Even a genius like General Ye has not been able to become a sword cultivator."

"Who else can draw this sword?"

Just as everyone was discussing, Chu Shaoyang moved.

He raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The square-faced soldier laughed disdainfully: "Are you crazy? You still want to draw this sword at this age?"

"It is clearly written on it. Only sword cultivators with spiritual sword spirit can draw this sword!"

"Just wait to be injured by the sword energy and become a cripple!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled slightly: "Sword spirit has spiritual power, is it difficult?"

A powerful sword force suddenly surged from his body!

The sword force contained a domineering sword force!

He grasped the hilt of the sword and drew it out in an instant!