Inverse Sword God

Lin Xuan and the little sword fairy stepped into the mysterious metal palace,

The palace door closed slowly, making a dull echo.

It seems to be isolating everything from the outside world.

The moment he stepped into the hall, an ancient and sharp aura hit his face.

The air around him seemed to be torn apart by sword energy, making a subtle "sizzling" sound.

Lin Xuan's heart was filled with shock.

This breath made his soul tremble slightly,

He thought to himself: "A strong man who can build such a sword realm must be a peerless power."

The little sword fairy also widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and exclaimed: "The power of this kind of sword is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary sword gods. I am afraid it is not the relic of the ancient sword master."

Scanning his eyes, he saw the vast interior space of the palace, and the walls shone with a strange metallic luster.

There seemed to be countless sword shadows swimming among them.

Above the head, it is like a sky of swords,

Countless sword energies crisscrossed each other, like silver snakes dancing wildly,

From time to time, sword energy escapes and falls, splashing sparks on the ground.

At this moment, people from behind filed in.

Rumeng's figure is graceful, and she steps into the palace with gentle steps.

But he was so shocked by the sight before him that his face turned pale.

Yunwu Sword God's face was flushed, and his body was trembling slightly with excitement.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the front,

There are three sword energies there, like substantial dragons, and their cold sword intent is frightening.

"These divine swords must have been left by the supreme master of swordsmanship. If I can keep them as my own, I can break through the shackles and reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

After saying this, spiritual power surged around his body, his clothes rustled, and he rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

The other peerless sword cultivators were not to be outdone and used their skills one after another.

For a time, lights of various colors flickered and intertwined in the palace.

However, the free sword energy in the sky seemed to be disturbed and fell like a torrential rain.

Some swordsmen hurriedly put up their shields.

Under the impact of the sword energy, the shield rippled and was on the verge of collapse.

Some of them were dodging like ghosts, waving their long swords in their hands, smashing the approaching sword energy into pieces one by one.

The sound of swords resounded throughout the hall.

The four major kendos around Lin Xuan slowly emerged,

The blue water sword path surrounds the feet, like a flowing spiritual lake.

The blazing sword path of fire hovers like a burning band of fire,

The thick sword of earth floats on the shoulders, like a solid shield,

The sharp sword of wind lingers around the body, like an invisible blade.

He moved forward cautiously,

Every step was taken with extreme caution, always paying attention to what was going on around him.

Everyone is moving forward amidst difficulties and obstacles,

finally,

We arrived at the center of the hall.

Here, a huge pool exudes a faint red light,

There were no ordinary drops of water in the pool, but a sea of ​​raging fire.

The sea of ​​fire was churning and surging, as if it were alive, leaping out from time to time and sweeping across the sky.

The three divine swords were quietly sinking and floating in the sea of ​​fire,

The sword shines brightly, and the sword body is engraved with ancient mysterious runes.

The powerful sword power spreads like a tide.

Around the pool, mountains of bones piled up,

The big ones are like huge pillars, the small ones are like knuckles,

Various shapes.

Some bones have broken sword blades embedded in them,

Some are covered with dense sword marks,

Wisps of kendo aura emanated from it,

It seems to be telling the tragic battles of the past.

Rumeng's beautiful eyes widened, she pointed at the pile of bones and exclaimed: "Is that the Nine-leaf Sword Grass?"

Everyone's eyes are focused on it,

I saw a withered grass looming among the bones.

Although this grass has dried up, it still exudes a sharp sword intent.

The grass blades were like sharp sword blades, and the mysterious kendo runes on them shone with light, just like stars.

"This is the legendary ancient alien species that actually fell here." A peerless swordsman murmured to himself,

There was a hint of awe and fear in his voice.

"Who is it that can kill such a heaven-defying thing? There must be an unparalleled evil hidden in this place."

Everyone looked at each other, their faces as pale as paper.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his eyes were full of surprise and uneasiness.

But greed finally defeated fear.

Yunwu Sword God took the lead in attacking,

He danced with his hands, and the divine power in his body poured into his palms like a volcano erupting.

In an instant, flames burst out,

In mid-air, it condensed into a huge flame palm.

The palm of the flame is burning, and the lines on the palm are clearly visible, as if it contains endless power, roaring towards the pool,

Wherever it passed, the air was burned and distorted.

The Earth Fire Sword God and the Ling Han Sword God looked at each other and saw greed in each other's eyes.

The Earth Fire Sword God gave a low shout, his body shook slightly, and a shadow of a blazing sun appeared behind him.

Powerful flame energy was injected into his legs, and his whole body rushed towards the pool like a burning meteor.

The sword god Ling Han unsheathed his long sword, and the sword instantly froze, and cold air overflowed.

His figure flashed, and his sword followed him. Each sword struck out a blast of icy sword energy.

Echoing the Earth Fire Sword God,

Attack the three divine swords together.

Rumeng gritted her teeth, and the sword floated out from her hand,

Meandering and stretching in the air, emitting a soft light, yet exuding a tenacious aura.

She moved lightly and rolled towards the pool.

Other peerless sword gods who have reached the eighty-third level of cultivation also show their magical powers.

Some sword cultivators formed a seal with their hands, and a huge sword formation appeared in front of them.

The magic circle shone with light, and countless sword shadows whistled out from it, gathering into a torrent of swords and rushing towards the sea of ​​fire.

Some injected all their own divine power into the sword body, and the long sword hummed and expanded several times in an instant,

carrying the momentum of destroying the world, slashing at the opponent,

wanting to get a share of this chaotic battle.

In an instant, various attacks collided with each other above the pool.

The flame and sword energy blended with each other,

the cold and the heat offset each other,

the light and the shadow intertwined with each other.

The powerful energy fluctuations spread around like ripples with the pool as the center,

wherever they went, the ground cracked and the bones shook.

Seeing this, Yunwu Sword God snorted coldly, the divine power in his body circulated wildly, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly,

the runes engraved on the sword body lit up one by one.

He jumped up, drew an arc in the air, and then slashed with a sword.

This sword was like the creation of the world.

A huge sword energy, like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashed towards the intersection of everyone's attacks,

intending to break through everyone's blockade,

he wanted to get the magic sword alone.

Where the sword energy passed, a black gap was torn in the space,

and the roar of the space breaking could be heard faintly.

However, everyone was not an ordinary person.

For this rare treasure, they quickly reached a tacit understanding,

and the power of the joint forces was like a surging tsunami, sweeping in with overwhelming momentum.

The power was so strong that even a strong man like Yunwu Sword God could not resist it.

The sword energy he exerted, as vast as the sea of ​​clouds, was ruthlessly torn apart.

I saw that the originally calm palace in the air suddenly changed,

and all kinds of gorgeous attacks, like a group of angry prehistoric beasts, roared towards the three magic swords. (End of this chapter)