Chapter 206 Consolidate the soul and join the soul, ten thousand swords return to the ancestor!
A burst of soaring pride and arrogance burst out from Ling Tian's body. In front of the sea of qi, a hundred thousand sword shadows began to gradually converge toward the center, spurred by this fighting spirit.
Beside the pool, Qin Mingyue looked at him beautifully. He had a manly ambition that could overwhelm heaven and earth, and he was a true man.
Only with such a fearless and courageous belief can we reverse the path of martial arts and strive for the top.
Ling Tian sat cross-legged in the spiritual spring, took deep breaths several times, and adjusted the high-spirited fighting spirit in his heart to its highest state.
Slowly opening his eyes, Ling Tian read softly.
"Hidden in the world, hidden in the abyss!"
In front of Ling Tian, the Purple Death Sword floated.
Whispering softly, Ling Tian stretched out his hand and brushed the edge of the Purple Sword.
"clank"
The sword body trembled, as if responding to the fighting spirit in Ling Tian's body.
"Together souls and souls, today!"
With a low roar in his heart, Ling Tian released all his momentum, and the vitality in his body suddenly started to rotate crazily. The nine vortexes turned faster and faster, and even converged towards the largest vortex in the center, gushing violently and endlessly.
Ling Tian ignored this and just held the Purple Death Sword, letting his sword power rise higher and higher.
Buzz!
The Purple Death Sword in his hand trembled more and more violently, and the vitality inside Ling Tian's body rolled and surged, like the Yangtze River, making a roaring sound, with astonishing power, blending into the central sea eye.
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Finally, when the endless energy in Ling Tian's ocean reached a certain limit, Ling Tian let out another loud shout.
"One hundred thousand swords will follow my heart, the sword will follow my heart. Condensing soul and soul, ten thousand swords will return to the clan!"
As Ling Tian's voice fell, the Purple Death Sword in his hand could no longer hold up, and it came out, spinning wildly in front of Ling Tian.
And the hundred thousand sword shadows condensed together in the air sea instantly scattered out, rushed out of the body, and shot towards him.
The rocks and formations were all as if they were nothing. One hundred thousand sword shadows broke through the mountain from the top of Tianyin Mountain and shot straight into the nine heavens!
At this moment, all the swords in the entire Yunzhou, whether they were sheathed or in hand, were trembling and wailing.
All the kendo warriors looked at the swords in their hands and were stunned.
In the belly of Tianyin Mountain, Qin Mingyue slowly stood up and stared blankly at Ling Tian's dancing clothes and gray hair, as well as the nine-color and ten thousand sword shadows surrounding him, and spoke for a long time.
"What kind of martial spirit is this?!"
At the foot of Tianyin Mountain, Jing'an and Qin Tianya, who were sitting in meditation, suddenly opened their eyes, feeling extremely shocked.
The next moment, the figure flashed wildly and rushed out of the spirit gathering tent.
"Qin Tianya, are you sure that this kid's martial spirit is his mother's seventh-grade Hidden Dragon Sword Spirit?"
Jing'an shouted softly, her face extremely stern.
Qin Tianya pursed his lips, "I really can't believe it! What kind of martial spirit is this?"
He looked at the top of Tianyin Mountain, the billowing sword intent that was about to break through the sky, and was stunned for a moment.
Yunzhou, Qingtian Sect Tianjin Mountain.
Sitting cross-legged in the cave, Ji Jiuxiao, the leader of the Qingtian Sect, suddenly opened his eyes from his meditation. A light flashed in his hand, and a seven-color compass appeared in his hand.
The seven-color compass flashes with seven-colored light, and thousands of shadows appear and disappear in it. There are mythical beasts and fairy grass. But at this time, there is a nine-color halo in the compass, and all the mythical beasts and fairy grass retreat.
"What kind of martial spirit is this? It can actually make a ninth-grade martial spirit tremble and retreat?"
Ji Jiuxiao's eyes were filled with divine light, and he wanted to see clearly the nine-color halo, but the halo in the center of the compass seemed to be obscured by heaven. No matter what he did, he couldn't see clearly.
In the Yunhou Mansion, the chess piece in the hand of Yunzhou Hou Yun Zhetian fell, and a sword-shaped martial spirit behind his back soared into the sky, shining brightly throughout Yunzhou City.
"Marquis Yun, what are you doing?"
Opposite him, a beautiful woman in palace attire asked tentatively with a look of horror on her face.
"My Yunzhong Sword is not under my control at all and will automatically protect its master!" Yun Zhetian's noble face and mustache were twitching.
"What? Is it because of that legend? Our Yun family is in danger?"
A trace of panic flashed across the beautiful woman's face, and she then said: "But Zhongzhou wants to attack us?"
Yun Zhetian shook his head, "I don't know, I can't trace where that breath came from."
After a while, he stood up and said to the beautiful woman: "Send a message to your brother immediately and ask him to find out if there are any changes in Zhongzhou, especially if any descendants or masters of the princes have condensed their souls today!"
"good!"
Southern Tang Dynasty, Zhongzhou Imperial Palace.
The Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who was sitting on the throne, opened his eyes, and a divine golden light flashed in his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, a map of the Southern Tang Dynasty appeared in front of him.
"Isn't it within our Southern Tang territory?"
He whispered, and after a long time, Emperor Wu's voice echoed in the Wuji Palace, "Issuing an order to the Heavenly Supervisor to conduct a thorough investigation of all the warriors who have condensed souls or cast golden bodies in the Southern Tang Dynasty at this time. Those who are eighth grade or above shall submit the list. If there is any concealment,
,Kill without mercy!”
In the palace of Prince Gong, in front of an extremely luxurious side hall, willows are arranged in the wind, and the jade girl's sword skills are dancing in the wind and clouds.
Suddenly, there was a phoenix cry from behind, and the flying cloud phoenix rushed out of its back, looking up to the sky and hissing.
Liu Yiyi was also inexplicably panicked, and the sword fell to the ground.
"What's going on? Is it you?"
In Liu Yiyi's heart, a figure passed inexplicably.
In Lingnan, Yunzhou, a sixteen-winged flying cloud chariot soared in the sky.
Dai Bingde, the general manager of Yunhou Mansion, and Yun Yang, the prince of Yunhou Mansion, were drinking wine.
"Haha, Yang'er, why do you insist on coming with me to this barbarian land in the south of Lingnan?"
Yun Yang put down his wine glass, and a faint smile appeared on his jade-like handsome face, "Uncle De, I just succeeded in the late stage of seclusion to attack Ningso. I'm afraid my body will become stiff if I stay here. Now I can come out to relax, which is also a good time to consolidate my strength."
Next level, and I heard that the Battle of Lingnan is fierce this time, Cheng Feiyu may have gained a lot of military exploits!"
Speaking of Cheng Feiyu, a trace of unwillingness flashed across Yun Yang's face: "If I hadn't been forced to retreat, I would never have let him take all the limelight this time!"
"Forget it, there is still a chance for military exploits. The Lingnan warriors are over this time. Cheng Feiyu is the treasured son of General Cheng San, and it is expected that he will surpass you in military exploits. Don't be angry."
"Well, I understand Uncle De. I am not in a hurry to compete with her." Yun Yang nodded and added: "However, I heard before that Du Jinming of General Du's family was defeated by a clan in Lingnan.
It’s quite interesting, my disciple, that with Du Jinming’s temper, he actually failed in Lingnan.”
"Du Jinming?" Dai Bingde shook his head, "He's just a dude. If his master, Crazy Sword General Yu Qianren, and Du Wutian hadn't pampered him, he would have been wiped out by the geniuses of the Qingtian Sect's Yaowang Valley.
!It’s so ridiculous that the Du family still regards him as a trump card for the family’s rise!”
"Remember, you should stop dealing with Du Jinming!"
Listening to Dai Bingde's scolding, Yun Yang, as the prince of Yunzhou, not only did not have a trace of shame and anger, but instead lowered his head, looking like he was being taught.
He did not dare to be dissatisfied at all. He knew that this Dai Bingde had served three generations of Yunhou, his cultivation had reached the realm of Dharma, and his reputation was extremely high.
"Du Jinming is just my pawn to deal with those sect disciples, Uncle De doesn't have to worry about that.
When Dai Bingde heard this, he also nodded and said seriously: "Yang'er, you are the hope of the entire Yunhou Mansion. Your father's title of Marquis Yun is not hereditary. How many people are eyeing this position? Don't let Yun.
The title of Marquis is lost to you!"
"Yun Yang, please follow your instructions."
"Um"
Seeing Yun Yang nodding seriously, Dai Bingde was also pleased. He raised the cup in his hand and was about to take a sip when his aura suddenly froze, his hand movements stopped there, and his expression changed instantly!
