God Emperor

The two of them walked forward, and gradually they could see broken swords, either stuck in the ground, buried under the soil, or broken into sharp sword pieces.

There are more and more swords on the black field, and they are arranged so densely that even with the mental power of a semi-saint, it is difficult to count the number of swords. It is simply a sea of ​​swords.

Some swords are only as big as an embroidery needle, but they are extremely delicate and exude a faint brilliance.

Some swords are more than ten meters long and wider than the door panels, like swords used by giants.

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Moreover, it's just the ground. No one knows how many swords are buried underground?

Just when Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu stepped into this area, the swords on the ground felt the breath of the sword master, and they all trembled and made a clattering sound.

The tips of all the swords were pointed at Ling Feiyu, shaking slightly, as if they were worshiping her.

When the sword master appears, all swords must salute.

Above the head, between the layers of clouds, an old voice came: "In the cemetery of the Taotian Sword lineage, I wonder what the purpose of the sword holder of the Burying Sky Sword is here?"

Ling Feiyu took out the Taotian Sword, held it in his hand, and said: "I came here not because I wanted to disturb the Yin spirits of my seniors. But, a scum emerged from the lineage of the Taotian Sword, and perhaps he was fighting against the Immortal. The vampires colluded to rescue Hades." Zhang Ruochen was slightly unhappy when he heard the word "scum".

"Boom."

In the distance, there were powerful auras that surged out and turned into sixteen human-shaped shadows.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen immediately felt that sixteen powerful forces fell on him, suppressing him and causing him to sink to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen used all his strength to circulate the holy energy to resist the sixteen forces on his body. At the same time, he looked at the sixteen figures in the distance and was quite confused in his heart: "What's going on? Are the ancestors of the Taotian Sword lineage not dead?"

One of the tall figures made a deep voice: "Why is the sword-wielder selected by Xuanji so unworthy that he colludes with the undead vampire clan?"

"I have confidence in Xuanji. We, the sword holders of the Tao Tian Sword lineage, will not be unable to distinguish between right and wrong."

Another short and thin figure stared at Ling Feiyu and asked: "Girl, you claim that the new sword holder of the Taotian Sword is colluding with the undead vampire clan. Is there any evidence?"

Someone actually dared to call Ling Feiyu "girl". Once word got out, countless people's jaws would probably be shocked.

Ling Feiyu said: "There is no evidence."

Sixteen figures suddenly exploded.

"Since there is no evidence, how can you say that the wielder of the Tao Tian Sword is colluding with the undead vampires?"

"Little girl, you are too courageous. If I were still alive, your slander would be enough to sentence you to death."

"I just said that you should trust Xuanji's vision."?...

Zhang Ruochen stared at the shadows in the distance, heard their voices scolding Ling Feiyu, and felt his scalp numb. Could it be... that they were really a group of ghosts?

Ling Feiyu frowned slightly, but did not show any anger, and said: "It is precisely because there is no evidence that I brought him here. I hope that the seniors can communicate with Taotian Sword and ask the sword spirit whether Zhang Ruochen has Colluding with the undead vampires?"

The sword spirit of Taotian Sword has extremely high wisdom. As long as Zhang Ruochen wears the Taotian Sword on his body, the sword spirit will definitely know what Zhang Ruochen has done before.

Through Sword Spirit, you can find out a lot of information.

The short and thin figure reached forward and grabbed the Taotian Sword.

About half an hour later, the short and thin figure let out a loud laugh that spread throughout the world and said: "Girl, you dare to doubt the character of the sword holder of the Taotian Sword lineage. You are really doing it for yourself." disgrace."

"I have just communicated with the sword spirit of Taotian Sword. Not only did the new sword holder not collude with the undead blood clan, but on the contrary, he has killed several half-saints of the undead blood clan, including a direct royal family member of the undead blood clan."

"For such a strong and unyielding swordsman, you actually say that he is colluding with the undead vampires. I really can't bear it."

The other figures also exuded anger.

A hunched figure said: "I can't bear it, I must apologize. This matter must not just let it go."

"Fight, we must fight."

"I am the first one who cannot agree to insult the sword holder of the Tao Tian Sword lineage."

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Ling Feiyu naturally believed in the words of the founder of the Taotian Sword line. After all, the sword holders of the Six Lines had been guarding the Pluto Sword Tomb, and they had the same belief in their hearts. No one wanted Pluto to escape.

In this way, Zhang Ruochen's suspicion can almost be ruled out.

Then, the other sword holder, Xiang Zhengfeng, will probably have a big problem.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Ruochen roughly understood.

The sixteen masters of the Taotian Sword lineage should be dead.

However, the holy soul of a saint can actually be retained for a long time, hundreds, or even thousands of years, as long as it has a special carrier.

Only "consciousness" is difficult to preserve.

Once a saint dies, the consciousness in the holy soul can only be preserved for a short period of time. Once consciousness disappears, the holy soul will become a dead spirit.

Even if the Golden Dragon had a cultivation level of a great sage, after his death, the consciousness in his holy soul could only persist for eight hundred years.

The fact that the consciousness of the sixteen masters of the Taotian Sword lineage can be preserved to this day must be related to the special power of the Sword Tomb.

"I really didn't expect that all the masters, who have been dead for many years, are still so passionate. When they were alive, they must have taken their own honor very seriously."

Zhang Ruochen coughed twice, stared at the sixteen shadows in the cloud, bowed respectfully, and said: "Disciple Zhang Ruochen, pay homage to all the ancestors."

The hunched figure was a little impatient and said, "You can do the worshiping of the ancestors later. Now, you have more important things that you must do first." "What?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"What's the matter? You've been wronged and beaten. Are you not angry at all and don't want to regain your face?"

The Patriarch obviously learned from the sword spirit of Taotian Sword that Ling Feiyu had once broken Zhang Ruochen's bones, so he was very angry.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Ling Feiyu, with a rather unnatural expression on his face, and said: "With the disciple's current cultivation level, if you want to regain your face, I'm afraid..."? "There is nothing to fear, I can help you to crush her." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a hunched figure rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Possessed by the Holy Spirit."

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen slowly flew up. He felt that his whole body was completely wrapped in a huge holy energy. His whole body was full of power, as if he could split the entire world with a sword.

Looking from a distance, I could see a huge human-shaped holy figure a hundred feet tall, standing in the center of a sea of ​​swords, exuding a majestic and majestic aura.

Zhang Ruochen was suspended between the Holy Shadow's eyebrows. Using the Taotian Sword as a medium, his physical body and the holy soul of the Patriarch were completely integrated.

At this moment, an old voice came to Zhang Ruochen's ears and said: "Great! Your boy has actually cultivated into the Five Elements Chaos Body, and has the marks of gods to protect his body. In this case, you can borrow as much power as you need. The power passes.”

"how so?"

Zhang Ruochen was particularly surprised. He never expected that the holy soul of an ancestor could possess him.

The Patriarch said: "In the Sword Tomb, the six sword-holders, as long as they have the Holy Sword in their hands, can borrow the Holy Souls of the Patriarchs of the past generations."

"The stronger your physique and cultivation are, the more holy souls you can borrow."

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Can I borrow the holy souls of sixteen masters at the same time?"

"Of course you can, but with your current level of cultivation, being able to withstand the holy soul of a master is already quite remarkable."

Zhang Ruochen secretly clicked his tongue. Not to mention the possession of sixteen sword masters, even if he was possessed by only three sword masters, he would probably be able to fight against all the heroes in the world.

The Patriarch guessed what Zhang Ruochen was thinking, so he added: "You don't have to be so surprised. If it weren't for the six sword-wielding men in the sword tomb with such powerful special abilities, I'm afraid Hades would have been rescued by the undead vampires long ago. go."

"Eight hundred years ago, the Blood Queen tried to rescue Pluto, but six sword-wielders borrowed the power of past masters to defeat her."

"Of course, the Holy Soul of the Six Meridians Patriarch can only stay in the Sword Tomb. Once it leaves here, the consciousness and Holy Soul will dissipate."

Hearing the words of the Patriarch, Zhang Ruochen's heart moved and he thought to himself: "Could it be that the mission of the six sword holders is to suppress Hades?"

Counting the time, when the first generation ancestor of Taotian Sword appeared, it was when Pluto was imprisoned.

"Let's fight! Today, we must teach that little girl a lesson, otherwise, where will the face of the Taotian Sword lineage be?" the Patriarch said solemnly.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were fixed on Ling Feiyu, and he also felt a surge of fighting spirit, saying: "Okay, let's fight." Zhang Ruochen didn't have much hatred for Ling Feiyu, but he felt that sometimes she was too Too domineering.

Even so, Zhang Ruochen never thought of antagonizing her, let alone taught her a lesson.

The reason why I want to fight is because I want to master the sword.

After all, the state possessed by the Sword Master is the best state of sword mastery, and it must be of great benefit to him.

It is absolutely impossible for other sword cultivators to receive such treatment.

Just thinking about being able to fight against a sword master made Zhang Ruochen feel very excited and his blood boiled.

Ling Feiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said: "Are all the sword holders of your Mongolian Sword lineage arrogant? A mere first-order semi-saint, even if he has the power of a sword master, how much power can he exert? ? Challenge me, do you have any chance of winning?"

Even if he is possessed by the Sword Master, he will only get the power of the Sword Master. How much power he can exert depends entirely on Zhang Ruochen's use of the power of the sword.

A first-order semi-sage's swordsmanship, understanding of swordsmanship, actual combat experience... In all aspects, compared with the sword master, there is a huge gap.

Therefore, even if Zhang Ruochen obtains sword master-level power, he can exert 10% of his combat power, which is already quite good.

Under such circumstances, Ling Feiyu naturally had no fear at all. He only felt that sword cultivators from the Taotian Sword lineage were too ridiculous.