Blade and Sword God Sovereign

This is a dark and gloomy world.

There are overcast clouds in the sky, you can't see the sun stars, and you can see them everywhere. The swords are broken everywhere. It seems to be an ancient battlefield. The air is filled with a touch of smoke and a pungent **** smell. But on the ground, I couldn't see the slightest dead body or blood, not even a little bit of bone.

As you can see, there are all kinds of broken weapons everywhere, mostly with swords.

The world does not know how long it has existed.

Many broken weapons, which are covered with rust and rust, are not shaped. The ground is covered with reddish rust, and the pedals are squeaky, and the already decaying weapons are like dead branches. Broken.

"This should be the world of gold in the five elements!"

Ding Hao thinks thoughtfully.

He grabbed his foot and broke his sword and carefully observed it.

The blade has been covered with mottled rust, and the outline of the sword can be seen faintly. Even with the undulations of the rust, the sword blade should have been covered with various ancient inscriptions. I was afraid that it was once a piece. The treasures at the treasure level, I don’t know why they broke, and now they have lost their spirituality and are completely decayed.

With a light force, the broken sword broke, like a sand falling.

Ding Hao clap his hands and move on.

The ancient law in the eighth section of the Journey to the West has suppressed the power and is even more terrifying than before.

Ding Hao's variation in the body's activity is suppressed below the congenital Wuzong boundary, and it is no longer able to volley. This is still the premise of Ding Hao's cultivation of the twelve classics and the six odd veins. It is inferred that under the same suppression, even the other strong players in the realm of the Emperor of the Emperor, I am afraid that they have been suppressed to the realm of the innate Wuzong.

The power of such a law to suppress, for the military, is also an excellent environment to consolidate the body's mysterious atmosphere.

Constantly withstanding such suppression, the body's mysteriousness is compressed to a limit. After going out of the [Hundred Battlefield], Xuanqi repair will undoubtedly explode, whether it is thick or concise, in the ordinary environment. The effect that cultivation cannot achieve.

Even the degree of condensing will increase substantially.

Ding Hao released the mysterious shield, and carried the little girl to the back.

Evil moon and Meng Meng two guys, although they have been suppressed, but it does not seem to be as serious as the military, but also can be alive and kicking all the way, which caused Ding Hao's attention, he was somewhat worried, do not know if this will not It will mean that the demon power of the demon strong is not suppressed by the power of this ancient law.

call out!

Just as Ding Hao walked and thought, the sound of the piercing sound broke.

Suddenly in front of a red mans flying, the sharp sword gas split the void, like a flowing, shot at him.

"Well? Someone sneaked?"

Ding Hao was suspicious in his heart.

His figure is slightly on one side, and the whole palm is flashing silver, covered with thick ice crystals, like a layer of silver armor, holding the red mans in the backhand.

It is a small sword.

The blade is covered with mottled rust. Compared with the rusted sword scattered on the ground, its appearance is slightly more complete, some runes are clearly visible, and there is a horrible warfare. Aura is shocking.

Unfortunately, Ding Hao has not waited for the observation and induction, and this kind of war spirits will disappear.

When the little sword fell into the hands of Ding Hao, the last trace of aura disappeared.

Hey!

After the aura dissipated, the blade seemed to be suddenly dry and the break became a few.

Ding Hao was slightly shocked, throwing away the little sword, and the huge gods were released, which could be pervaded around a kilometer and carefully surveyed and scanned.

No other living beings were found.

Ding Hao gently shook his head and slowly moved forward.

He is also carefully watching the surroundings.

Just a small sword flying this thing, a bit strange, is it someone who is secretly targeting themselves? Think about it and think that it is not possible. If you are against yourself, Xiao Jian’s attack power will not be so low. This is probably just the power of the powerful attacker of the innate Wu Zong realm. It will not pose a threat to himself.

Ding Hao has an illusion that it seems that the rusted sword has life and actively attacks himself.

After a fragrant time, everything was calm.

Just when Ding Hao was a little relaxed, suddenly -

Hey!

It is also three red awns, screaming like a meteor across the sky, from the front and rear right direction toward Ding Haofei.

This time Ding Hao looked very clear.

These three red awns were suddenly bursting from the pile of broken swords on the ground.

At this moment, there is no volatility of the Terran martial arts or the demon power fluctuation of the Yaozu strong.

Ding Hao’s heart moved, his fingers were in the void.

Three red horses suddenly condensed into three pieces of ice crystals and fell into his hands.

When you look closely, it is frozen in the ice crystals, and it is a strange sword with less than half a meter. The blade is rusty and can't see the raw materials. However, the ancient inscription under the rust is very extreme. Clear, faint, there is a very strange power and murderous, flowing in the blade.

Under the cover of ice crystals, the aura of the two small swords was fleeting and consumed, and then the blade quickly dimmed, then it was like a weathered dead wood, broken and cracked. It was the last small sword, and the aura was not swaying, but it was a slamming sound. It blew open the frozen ice crystals. It was like a living, and when it suddenly shook, it shot at the door of Ding Hao.

The strength of this little sword is tyrannical.

It is roughly equivalent to the full force of the Six Miles inborn.

"Hey!" Ding Hao blew a breath and blew the little sword.

At the moment of falling on the ground, the aura of warfare contained in the sword body was finally completely consumed. At the same moment, it was as if the years of flooding suddenly accelerated in the sword and whizzed past thousands of years. The ground is broken into five or six sections, and it is broken like an ashes.

There is a flash of light in my mind, and Ding Hao seems to have caught something.

However, verification is still required.

Commanded two small pets to be careful, Ding Hao stepped forward.

Sure enough, after the semi-column time, the surrounding air flow surging, the sound of screaming in the air, and four or five red awns, scratching the void, bursting from different directions, with unmatched killing and sharpness The sword was mad and madly strangled.

Ding Hao had been prepared, and the gods of the majesty were released.

The surrounding air 霎 time is one of the condensation.

These four or five red awns, suddenly like a snail caught in a swamp, were fixed in the void, invisible transparent ripples, and finally all were wrapped in mental power, unable to move, showing a round - are some sword weapons.

Ding Hao carefully observed.

Soon he came to a conclusion.

"It turned out that this broken sword has been psychic. Although it has gone through thousands of years, it still contains the last trace of war and murder of the former master. Although it has gone through such a long time, it has not dissipated. When the living body breaks into this environment, it will start its power and initiate an active attack..."

This conclusion made Ding Hao somewhat shocked.

"This is really incredible. This strange space, what kind of battlefield it used to be, and the masters of these broken swords and swords, what kind of powerful existence is there, they are countless years after death, killing and The war can still exist in the weapons... such a person, the lowest realm, I am afraid that it is also above the peak of the Emperor!"

Ding Hao’s heart is awkward.

Among the rumors, only those who are powerful, after killing one battle, branded their spiritual will in the weapon, will die and not exist, exist between heaven and earth.

This piece of heaven and earth looks at it, and there are countless pieces of broken swords and various weapons.

Can it be said that the masters of these weapons were once masters of the Emperor Wu and even the Emperor Wu and Wu Sheng who had the shoulders of the mountains? This number, at least tens of millions, is too terrible, and all the martial arts supreme powers are killed here.

Is this the legendary battlefield of the gods?

Ding Hao suddenly felt that the eleventh section of the Journey to the West, I am afraid that it was not as simple as I thought before. It is not just the existence of some remaining ancient power laws. Every ancient road is a world, and every world contains The mystery of singularity is an excellent cultivation environment for the military...

The magnificent [Nine Heavens] giant city...

A map of stone monuments that have been left for thousands of years...

The legendary mysterious site...

There is also an altar and a fire...

In the midst of it, it seems that there is an invisible big hand that is leading this.

This time, the weapons that flew over, there are swords, swords, long guns, and meteor hammers. CCTV is different. The spirit of warfare contains more power. It is equivalent to the powerful of the innate Wuzong peak level, with a blow. After the broken swords are different, their appearance is more complete, the rust covered on it is slightly less, and the aura and warfare contained in it are stronger.

Ding Hao sealed the weapons temporarily with the secret of spiritual power.

He used one of the rusted swords to verify that these weapons can only be used up to one or two times at a time. They are consumables, and the aura and warfare will be consumed cleanly, and then they will all be broken and damaged.

The attack power they contain is not precious for Ding Hao.

Ding Hao valued some of the inscriptions on them and the kind of warfare contained in them - especially the latter, although only a trace of it, but it is undoubtedly the traces of the peerless strongmen who were tens of millions of years ago. The spiritual brand of these peerless powers, if you can try to communicate, maybe you can get all the memories and even more.

It is a pity that his current "Sheng Zi" is only on the sixth floor, and he can't communicate this kind of war.

If you reach the seventh level of the "Spiritual World", you may be able to try something.

After careful observation, Ding Hao continued to move forward.

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