"Damn, this guy is not reliable either,"

Wang Changan muttered, and he started looking for it, using his own method. He continued to find it for most of the night. At this time, it was not very far from dawn.

Wang Changan patted the dirt on his hands and just got up from the cemetery, when he noticed someone behind him.

Turning around suddenly, he saw a cyan figure walking towards him, disembodied and like a ghost.

In this endless cemetery, it looked a little weird, and this guy came straight to him.

Wang Changan held his breath, restrained his energy, and thought to himself, he can't see me, he can't see me.

But Wang Changan still miscalculated, and the ghost figure still found him. A spiritual thought came, and the figure actually stood in front of Wang Changan holding an ancient sword.

Wang Changan's eyes were immediately attracted by the ancient sword. This sword is simple and has a scabbard. There are many patterns carved on the scabbard, including mountains, rivers, sun and moon, birds, animals, insects and fish. A faint sword energy flows from the scabbard.

out.

Looking closely, the whole person's will seems to be brought into the vast world of swordsmanship, and the endless secrets of swordsmanship are as complicated as the stars in the universe.

In his lost state, Wang Changan seemed to see the great power of the sword in ancient times. He wielded this sword to cut down the sun, moon and stars, annihilating the enemy's invincible posture. It was timeless and profound. Just the sheath of the sword was already a supreme magic weapon.

Wang Changan has no need to doubt how terrifying this sword is.

"I'll give you this knife on credit."

The green ghost spoke, surprising Wang Changan. The person who borrowed the knife turned out to be the legendary knife loaner. Wang Changan had seen such records in ancient books.

In the glorious era of ancient times, it not only appeared once, but people who borrowed swords also became a legend in ancient times. There were also people in history who took the sword and embarked on the road to greatness.

"What and when?"

"Fifty years of life, one year of sword replacement."

"I already have a knife, no need to borrow any more."

Wang Changan said that he did not want to take over the sword and exchange fifty years of life for holding the sword for one year. Although the sword was extraordinary and he might make rapid progress in one year, Wang Changan was still unwilling.

"This sword is called Demon Blood. It has killed gods and demons and been dyed with holy blood. The sword contains the secrets of the swordsmanship of all sword holders from ancient times to the present."

The green ghost spoke and wanted to exchange longevity with Wang Changan, but Wang Changan shook his head.

"This knife won't work."

The green ghost showed no expression. Instead, he put away the demon blood sword and took out an ancient sword again. This sword was even more extraordinary. It was completely black and had the word "Ping Luan" engraved on the hilt.

"This sword is called Ping Chaos. There are ancient sages who wielded this sword to quell darkness and turmoil, destroying the world and destroying tribulations. The Ping Chaos Sword can quell chaos. With a life span of a hundred years, you can hold the sword for one year."

Ping Luan may seem unattractive in appearance, but when a trace of sword energy emerges, it can turn into a sea of ​​swords in the sky and earth, overturning the sun and the moon. The blade of the sword is like ink, but it is extremely powerful.

The Pingluan Sword was a magical sword in the vast ancient times. Those who wielded this sword were many of the most powerful in ancient times.

"This knife won't work."

Wang Changan still shook his head. He really didn't know that this green ghost would change his knife for him.

As soon as Wang Changan finished speaking, the green ghost put away the Pingluan knife, and another knife appeared. This knife had several holes missing. It had no charm, no secrets, and no laws. It looked like an ordinary iron knife.

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"This sword is called Emperor Yun. According to the ancient calendar, it was stained with the emperor's blood. It once killed the gods of the Nine Heavens. It was manifested in ancient times and beheaded the Supreme Being. In this sword, there is an invincible path."

"What?"

Wang Changan was also a little shocked. This ancient sword was actually sealed with an invincible avenue. This sword was really against the heavens. Was it named Emperor Yun to bring about the fall of the ancient emperor?

The green ghost said that it had been stained with the emperor's blood, so it couldn't really have killed the emperor. This sword was not a sword at all, it was clearly a naked temptation. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a famous sword in ancient times?

"With a thousand years of life, you can hold a sword for one year."

"This knife won't work." Wang Changan almost gritted his teeth and said, he really couldn't agree. He only held a knife for a year after a thousand years of life. Maybe only some old monsters can agree.

The green ghost shook his head, obviously there were no other ancient swords.

"If you can't change the knife, can you change it to something else?" Wang Changan asked proactively. The green ghost didn't respond. He seemed to be thinking, and then shook his head after a while.

"I am looking for a sacred object called Sun, Moon and Kunlun. If you are willing to tell me, I will live for a year."

Wang Changan felt that some things still had to rely on these weird things to succeed. This ancient cemetery looked ordinary, but who could guarantee that sacred objects could be found.

"not enough."

This time it was the green ghost's turn to shake his head. Wang Changan secretly thought that there was something wrong, and he obviously knew where the sacred object was.

"How much do you think is enough?"

The green ghost stretched out his hand and held out five fingers, and Wang Changan said, "Five years?"

"Fifty thousand years."

The green ghost spoke, completely dispelling Wang Changan's thoughts. Even in fifty thousand years, with his current cultivation level, he might not be able to live for more than a thousand years.

"It's too much, unless you accept my exchange for other things." Wang Changan has many treasures on his body, some of which are priceless.

"Except for longevity, everything else is useless."

Wang Changan felt that he had no choice. Even if he pulled out the yin and yang flower, he could only get a thousand years of life, but not 50,000 years of life.

"Isn't it okay even for treasures that contain the essence of life?"

Wang Changan hasn't finished speaking yet? The green ghost gradually dissipated, seeming to be looking for the next person to borrow the knife.

Wang Changan was not upset either. Although he gained nothing, he was not harmed either. Wang Changan left alone.

The night passed quietly.

The next day, Yin Wudao and his party were still searching. Wang Changan was far away from him, but it did not hinder Wang Changan's search.

That night, when the moon was not visible in the sky, something strange happened again, but this time, the ghosts appeared in groups, like ancient Yin soldiers, patrolling the cemetery.

They were wearing ancient battle armor and sharp swords and fierce spears. Each one of them looked mighty and majestic. Wang Changan was afraid that something evil would happen again, so he had to stay away from them.

But one of Yin Wudao's followers accidentally discovered the existence of the Yin soldiers. He was too close and screamed in fright. The sound alarmed the Yin soldiers. It seemed to be a chain reaction. The stunned Yin soldiers seemed to smell the stranger's scent.

smell.

silent.

A Yin soldier pulled out the ghost sword in his hand and struck it at his entourage. The man reacted and blasted away with all his strength. The power of the runes shook the space.

puff.

A strange thing happened. The Yin soldiers were still intact. A green ghost sword penetrated him. Even though he tried his best, he was still killed inexplicably. The Yin soldiers seemed to be stimulated and started a large-scale search.

"how so?"

"Concentrate your breath and don't make any noise." Yin Wudao said to the others. That follower was a lesson to others.

Wang Changan also heard the screams, but he did not rush away because there were more and more Yin soldiers, although he didn't know how they were connected to the real world.

In the next few days, the Yin soldiers became violent, and many Yin soldiers turned into blood eyes. In the blood eye state, they seemed to have come to reality, and could even discover the existence of Wang Changan.

Wang Changan fought with the Yin soldiers. After a few days, he suffered many injuries. The Yin soldiers used very strange methods. They struck invisible and killed them inexplicably.

A Yin soldier came to kill with a sword. Wang Changan's Fang Yida slashed past, but he could not touch the Yin soldier.

When the ghost sword struck, Wang Changan was startled, and the runes all over his body condensed into armor. Wang Changan struck several times, affecting the ghost sword, but the ghost sword was still cutting through his condensed spiritual armor.

Yin soldiers cannot be killed, even Wang Changan cannot be killed by using the Purple Dragon Cauldron. They seem to be out of reality, and Wang Changan suspects that this is a good thing done by Yin Wudao and his gang.

Wang Changan escaped again and again, using different methods. Even if he used secret techniques and Suanni treasure techniques, he still couldn't be killed, and his body was covered with scars.

"By the way, I still have the divine spear."

Wang Changan remembered this. This divine spear could kill real spirits. He picked it up with one hand and stabbed it at the Yin soldiers. The special texture on the divine spear glowed and pierced the void at once, shattering the Yin soldiers.

"it works."

Wang Changan said happily, this divine spear is indeed extraordinary, Wang Changan carried it and fought his way out of the siege.

As time passed, the number of evil soldiers in the ancient cemetery became more and more terrifying. At night, Wang Changan even saw an ancient car traveling with a large number of people accompanying it.

Wang Changan has long been accustomed to strange things. He has experienced extraordinary things in his past life and this life, and his state of mind is considered strong.

Wang Changan had the divine spear and hands, so he could still resist one or two, but Yin Wudao and others could not. It was not that they were not strong enough, but that the Yin soldiers could not kill them. As soon as they appeared, they were immediately surrounded, and many Yin soldiers surrounded and killed them.

The method is weird.

"Damn it, what the hell is this thing? It can't be killed or destroyed. It's caused us a big loss." One of the followers complained.

"That's right, how can we search if we continue like this?"

Several of the attendants had bitter expressions on their faces, but only Yin Wudao looked calm.

That night, Yin Wudao burned the ancient furnace again, adding not only human bones, but also rare treasure bones and some ancient relics.

A long spell was uttered from his mouth, activating special spiritual power.

The ancient flag glowed in his hand, guiding him in the direction. A strange smile appeared on Yin Wudao's face. That night, the Yin soldiers disappeared, and the ancient cemetery became abnormal. There was no light in the sky and the earth. The whole cemetery gave people an extremely terrifying feeling.

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Wang Changan also felt strange. The weather was too cold. As a warrior, he had strong Qi and blood, so he was not afraid of the cold. However, Wang Changan still felt cold. This was no longer due to the weather, but to the Yin Qi.
Chapter completed!