Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the rolling mountains, Ling Xianmei's heart glowed, while she felt the Excalibur while marching forward.

Although he had already asked about the Excalibur, Excalibur was a rare thing, and no one would be too much.

Therefore, Lingxian carefully perceives and looks carefully.

However, in the eyes, they are all second and third grade swords, which are extraordinary in the eyes of others, but they are like scrap iron in his eyes.

"Jianzong's palm taught that there are thirty-six exquisite swords in this place. How can I take one?"

Ling Xian smiled slightly, he didn't have the habit of returning empty-handed.

Right now, he was impatient and patiently looking.

After half an hour, a strange breath appeared in his perception, similar to the Divine Sword, but different.

"Weird breath ..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, her body moved instantly, and within a few breaths, she came to the source of breath.

After that, he saw a towering steep peak, a dazzling ray of light, but the sword almost disintegrated.

It was inserted on top of the mountain, releasing an extremely terrifying momentum, distorting the void and breaking the peaks.

Apparently, it was about to explode.

"It's rare to see the disintegration of the Excalibur."

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes as well as a touch of joy.

If the Divine Sword is disintegrated, the essence will stay for a moment, and it will not dissipate immediately. If it can be absorbed, the sword will be a little stronger.

At present, Ling Xian took out the questioning sword, and the three-colored gods flowed, and the sword was soaring into the sky.

"Wait a second, it's not the time."

Ling Xianxing's eyes flickered. Only when it was completely disintegrated could the essence emerge, and only by seizing the fleeting opportunity could it be refined.

Therefore, he held his breath and focused.

Time passed quietly. After half an hour, the Excalibur was completely broken, and the essence emerged and filled the sky.

"It's now!"

Ling Xian's eyes were so bright that he gathered the essence of the Excalibur with his mana and punched it into the sword of inquiry.

Suddenly, the three-colored sky shone, and asked the sword to shake violently, breaking up the void.

"Refine me!"

Lingxian pinches the magic seal, magnificent mana gushes, and refines the essence of the excalibur.

This is not a difficult thing for him who is already an extraordinary power, so it only took an hour to ask the sword to absorb the essence.

After this, the sword released a bright light, such as a round of unforgettable sun, shining nine days and ten places.

If it was said that the sword in question was only a fake sword of Erpin, then at this moment, it is a true sword of Erpin!

This made Ling Xian smile and was quite satisfied.

After that, he took out four of the best quenched sword stones and smelted them with the true fire of evil.

This object has the ability to temper the sword's edge. To put it plainly, it is to enhance its power and is a precious treasure.

It would be difficult to get it unless Lingxian got through the first four floors of Feng Jian Tower.

"These four hardened sword stones are enough to increase the power of the sword by 30%!"

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes, and then the liquid formed by the quenched sword stone was dropped on the asked sword.

With each drop, the sword's light is bright and the momentum is sharp. In the end, it is so severe that it even cracks the void.

That sharp edge, even if placed in the Excalibur, can be said to be outstanding, even the strongest Excalibur!

After all, this sword is made of three kinds of supreme gold, based on the material alone, even the Supreme Soldier, it is not comparable.

After absorbing the essence of the Excalibur and sacrifice with the best quenched sword stone, it is naturally strong to an outrageous point.

"When I reach the peak of humanity, this sword will definitely transform into a Supreme Soldier!"

Caressingly asked Xian Sword, Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and was overjoyed.

Just then, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded, turning his smile into a dignified one.

"A good sword is not much worse than my sword."

Hearing this, Ling Xian's eyes condensed, and there was a little vibration.

He has a keen sense, far beyond ordinary people, even the monk at the peak of the eighth state, he can be aware of it.

However, he could not feel where the Lord of the Voice was, so it was clear that this person's strength was far above him.

However, Ling Xian didn't panic, he still calmly said, "Who are you? Can you see me?"

"I'm scared to scare you."

The sound of indifference sounded, cold as ice, strange as a demon.

"I have seen too many incredible things for many years. You may be able to suppress me, but you won't scare me."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He could calmly look at the strange eyes of Sheng Luoshan. How could he be easily frightened?

"Really, let me see you."

A sigh came, and then an incredible scene appeared.

It was a sword, unadorned and rusty, just like the iron sword used by Ling Xian when he was snoring.

The reason why it is incredible is because its hilt is the skull, the human skull.

Nose, mouth, eyes, etc., with eyes and gods, black hair, no difference from the human head!

This shocked Lingxian's drama, and shuddered.

It's too weird. He heard the legend of the snake body, but the sword body is unheard of!

"Are you scared ..."

The rusty sword opened his mouth and smiled slightly.

"Are you a sword or a human?" Ling Xian stared at her head and calmed down.

"I don't know, it looks like a person or a sword."

Rust sword sighed softly and said, "Have you heard of the sword body without end?"

"You mean the endless sword body in the Nine Great Communities?" Ling Xian's pupils shrank.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the nine holy bodies are all dominated by the same rank, and it is difficult to distinguish them from each other.

According to legend, this constitution can be transformed between the sword and people at will. When you are a human, you have seven emotions and six desires, which can be killed or destroyed.

However, when he was a sword, he only knew about killing, and his combat power was against the sky, which was difficult to break.

The most amazing thing is that as long as the sword is changed, it is immortal and immortal.

Therefore, this constitution has no end, meaning there is no end.

"I won't go into details after hearing that. You should know how tempting the swordless body is." Rust Jian sighed.

"I know."

Ling Xian nodded gently, not to mention the invincible combat power of the endless sword body, and simply to say that the sword is immortal, it is difficult to refuse.

At the moment, he faintly realized something and said, "You won't be the sword body without end."

"To be precise, I am a fragmented swordless body."

The rusty sword eye is nostalgic, and looks strange. If you are a timid person, you will probably be scared to death.

"When I knew whether there was a final sword body in this world, I was heartbroken, both for the shock of the world and for immortality."

"Although not in the true sense of longevity, in this era of inability to enlighten, it is already a blessing to be born into a sword."

"So, I searched for ancient books for more than a thousand years, and finally found a way to transform into an endless sword body."

"As a result, you see it."

"I don't have people now, I don't dare to go out to meet people without a sword."

Rust sword sighed, a bit sad, a bit bitter, but no regrets.

"No wonder you are the sword body of a human head. It turned out to be a fragmented sword body without a terminal. It cannot be freely changed between human and sword."

Ling Xian took a deep look at the rusty sword, but did not expect that even the endless sword body would appear.