From the spiritual memory of the leader of the Earth and Stone Spirit Tribe, I learned that this place is already the territory of the Bing Spirit Tribe, but now I haven’t seen anything. The leader also knows that the Bing Spirit Tribe is extremely powerful, but they have never seen it.
The Bingling Tribe seems to be naturally fearful and never cross the line.
With questions in his mind, Yuwen Zhouyuan continued to walk forward. The black and red sand blew and covered the sky and the earth. After about half a stick of incense, there was a clanking sound of metal, as if it was the collision of weapons.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around and saw fragments of weapons scattered around him, including sword blades, half-length knives, gun heads, broken halberds and many other weapons.
These weapons are covered with red rust, which seems to be a combination of blood and rust. I don’t know how many years have passed, but these weapons still exist. Those stains of red rust symbolize the hardship and tragedy of the war.
As we gradually moved forward, there were more and more weapons in the black-red sand, and the sharpness and murderous aura became more solemn.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng..." Suddenly, many weapons trembled slightly, and that metallic sound emanated from these weapons.
Suddenly, streaks of sharp energy burst out from these weapons, filled with murderous intent. The rust or sand on those weapons could not hide the peerless sharpness at all.
The lights bloomed one after another, as if they had restored the style of the first battle. They screamed and screamed, as if they wanted to fight the enemy bravely.
"Zheng..." A cry came from somewhere.
On those many weapons, countless sharp energy condensed into essence and attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan. Each attack was struck by the master of the later stage of Zhenjun.
Densely packed, the world is full of sharp weapons that have condensed into substance.
Bingling Clan, it turns out that these broken weapons are the Bingling Clan that the leader of the Earth and Stone Spirit Clan said!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's whole body was wrapped in zhenqi. Those attacks could not break through his protective shield, let alone cause damage to him. Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around, and all the weapons looked like this. He stretched out his right hand,
A short knife stuck in the black-red sand appeared in his hand.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..." The short sword trembled and buzzed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand, as if trying to escape from Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand. The whistle was full of unwillingness and anger, as if to say that except for its owner, other people
Neither can hold it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's right hand was wrapped in pale golden light, and it could not escape at all. Two extremely sharp rays of light burst out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes and directly invaded the body of the blade. The bursts of sharp edges on the blade body could not be blocked at all.
Consciousness? There is actually consciousness in this sword. In addition to consciousness, there is also an aura that is condensed to the extreme edge. This sharp aura forms the shape of this short sword, as if it is a miniature version of a knife.
What is this? Yuwen Zhouyuan was surprised. He did not expect that such a thing was formed in the body of the knife.
The power of his spiritual consciousness was condensed into a network, and Yuwen Zhouyuan gathered together the consciousnesses scattered in the body of the knife and examined them.
The consciousness of these weapons is condensed by the unyielding fighting spirit and unwillingness of those heroic spirits. After the heroes die in battle, their spirits and thoughts are integrated into the weapons, as if they have formed the soul of the weapon, and the shrinking
The daggers are formed by their independent absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the sharp energy just emitted from them.
These are not the most critical points. The most critical thing is that from its consciousness, Yuwen Zhouyuan knows that this is the Remnant World. As for where in the Remnant World it is, he doesn't know.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's true energy turned around, and the sharp energy condensed to the extreme was absorbed. When the sharp energy entered his body, it seemed like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, running rampant and destroying everything in his body.
As if feeling the threat, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body started to run at high speed, and the sharp energy was immediately absorbed by the flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood was tempered.
The condensed sharp energy is simply a great tonic for tempering the body! Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were shining, and his heart was filled with joy. He never expected to encounter such a good thing.
At this time, the condensed edge was lost, and the short sword turned into a pile of powder. The reason why it can still remain the same is all supported by that edge. Nothing can stop the erosion of time. The erosion of time
Pass.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng..." As if he knew that his companion had been destroyed and completely disappeared between heaven and earth, the other weapons buzzed, full of anger and unwillingness.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan was in a dilemma. He didn't know whether he should absorb the sharpness in these weapons. Once absorbed, these weapons would all turn into powder, and the consciousness would also dissipate. However, it would be too wasteful not to absorb it.
Opportunity.
"Who are you? How dare you break into our camp and kill our soldiers?" Just when Yuwen Zhouyuan was in trouble, a powerful spiritual power came from afar.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's body moved, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant, and suddenly came to the place where the power of divine consciousness emanated.
In front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, a bronze war spear was thrust straight into the black-red sand, and an extremely sharp edge broke through the sky. The edge on it was enough to fight with a monk who was half a step into the True Self.
It seems to be the king among millions of weapons.
The red tassels floated faintly, with deep sadness. It was obvious to Yu Wenzhouyuan that the red tassels were simply an illusory body made of condensed energy.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng..." Many weapons moved around the bronze war weapon, tightly surrounding Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if protecting the bronze war weapon.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was amused for a while, it was exactly the same as that picture. That picture? A bright light appeared in his heart, and a divine consciousness came out: "I am the representative of the human race, and I entered the residual world to kill all the alien races.
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"Human race? They are the source of our immortal and divine races. Okay! It's been millions of years and I finally meet you! Killing alien races. Okay, after so many years, I finally met a human race. You are our hope. You must be ours."
We must ruthlessly kill those cruel alien beings." The divine consciousness said excitedly.
"I will, but my strength is very weak. I need your strength. I will integrate your strength into my body. I will take you to kill those alien life forms, continue the battle of the past, and carve out a whole world.
"A divine consciousness emanated from Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, and his whole aura changed. His eyes were as sharp as knives, and his fighting spirit was surging, as if he was the leader of the human race.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was taking a gamble. There were millions of these weapons. If he absorbed them one by one, wouldn't he be exhausted? He had already made up his mind to absorb the sharp energy in these weapons.
Rather than letting these sharp energies hide in these weapons and become silent forever as time goes by, it would be better for them to absorb and kill the life forms of other races.
"Human race, I promise you, you must remember your promise today, otherwise my millions of divine soldiers will definitely not let you go." A divine consciousness came from this bronze war weapon, and in this divine consciousness,
With excitement and joy, as if he was excited to be able to kill life forms of other races again.
"I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, will keep my word and will never forget it." Yuwen Zhouyuan said firmly, feeling extremely happy in his heart. He didn't expect that this Bronze Zhan Ge would actually agree. This would save a lot of time.
It's that the sharp energy can better integrate with him.
"Zheng, Zheng..." The bronze war sword made a buzzing sound, and a huge momentum rose into the sky, as if it was the king of ten thousand soldiers, and all weapons must surrender to it.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng..." As the bronze war weapons buzzed, other weapons also buzzed. This sound was extremely loud and echoed in all directions. It was a kind of excitement and excitement, sadness and relief.
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"Human race, although you are still very weak now, I am optimistic about you. You will definitely find your own way. Remember what you promised me! You are ready, they all agreed." A god came out from the bronze war gun.
Consciousness.
"I'm ready!" Yuwen Zhouyuan sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, and was fully prepared. He knew that it would be very painful when the sharp energy entered the body.
The sharp edge made him feel tingling pain in his body, let alone holding so many weapons.
Just when Yuwen Zhouyuan sat down cross-legged, many weapons could not help but tremble.
"Buzz..." Almost at the same time, a series of sharp edges condensed into their own shapes rushed out from those weapons. At this moment, the heaven and earth shook, and the spiritual energy was vast and gathered together. Those condensed sharp edges shrouded the air.
One after another figures appeared, and they were all heroes who had passed away.
These shadows drove the sharp edges containing supreme power towards Yuwen Zhouyuan one after another. They merged with Yuwen Zhouyuan, and the sharp energy condensed to the extreme also entered Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.
Just when the sharp energy that had been condensed to the extreme entered Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, bursts of severe cold pain came, as if countless sharp blades were cutting crazily in various parts of his body.
Once inside, the pain is even more severe, and it is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.
Fortunately, Yuwen Zhouyuan experienced similar pain when he took the unicorn fruit for body training, so he could still endure it!
What would be the effect of taking Kirin fruit under such pain? A thought came to Yu Wen Zhouyuan's mind.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan took out several unicorn fruits and put them into his mouth without thinking.
A wave of heat rose from the Dantian, and then a strong pain came from the bottom of my heart, but the pain was quickly offset by the pain of the power of these soldier souls entering the body...
Inside Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, the true energy was running wildly, refining the sharp energy and the forging energy produced by the unicorn fruit. After the sharp energy was refined, it did not blend into the dantian, but merged with it.
The forging energy produced by the unicorn fruit transformed every part of Yuwen Zhouyuan's body. Although the sharp energy was refined and became much docile, the process of transforming Yuwen Zhouyuan's body still made him extremely painful, as if
It was like there were countless ants biting inside his body.