Lin Xuan and the little sword fairy stepped into the mysterious metal palace,
The palace door slowly closed, 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 moving in and out of it.
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 also 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 gaze was firmly fixed on the front,
There are three sword energies there, which are like substantial dragons. Their cold sword intent is frightening.
"These divine swords must have been left by the supreme master of swordsmanship. If I can make them my own, I can break through the shackles and reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"
After saying this, spiritual energy 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,
Different 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 could see a withered grass looming among the white bones.
Although this grass has dried up, it still exudes a sharp sword intent.
The blades of grass are like sharp sword blades, and the mysterious kendo runes on them shine with a faint light, just like the 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 they both saw greed in each other's eyes.
The Earth Fire Sword God shouted low, his body shook slightly, and a shadow of a blazing sun appeared behind him.
Powerful fire energy was injected into his legs, and his whole body rushed towards the pool like a burning meteor.
Ling Han Sword God unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and the sword instantly froze, and cold air overflowed.
His figure flashed, and his sword followed him. Each sword struck out a stream of ice-cold 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 have also shown 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 brightly, and countless sword shadows roared out from it, converging into a torrent of swords and rushing towards the sea of fire.
Some poured all their divine power into the sword body, causing the sword to buzz and expand several times in an instant.
The bearer has a heaven-destroying aura and slashes at the opponent,
I want to get a share of this chaotic war situation.
In an instant, various attacks collided above the pool.
Flame and sword energy blend together,
Ice and heat cancel each other out,
Light and shadow intertwine.
Powerful energy fluctuations are centered on the pool and spread around like ripples.
Wherever it went, the ground cracked and bones shook.
When Yunwu Sword God saw this, he snorted coldly, the divine power in his body was running wildly, and the sword in his hand shone brightly.
The runes engraved on the sword light up one by one.
He jumped up, drew an arc in the air, and then slashed out with his sword.
This sword is like opening up the world,
A huge sword energy slashed towards the intersection of everyone's attacks like a rainbow piercing the sun.
Intent to break through everyone's blockade,
He wants to get the divine sword alone.
Wherever the sword energy passed, a black gap was torn apart in the space.
There was a faint roar of space shattering.
However, all of us are not ordinary people.
For this rare treasure, they quickly reached a tacit understanding,
The combined power is like a surging tsunami, sweeping over with overwhelming momentum.
That force was so fierce that even a strong man like Yunwu Sword God couldn't resist it.
The sword energy he exerted, as vast as the sea of clouds, was ruthlessly torn apart.
I saw that the originally peaceful palace was mid-air, but the situation suddenly changed.
All kinds of brilliant attacks, like a group of enraged giant beasts, roaring towards the three divine swords. (End of this chapter)