Outside the misty swamp, on a certain peak, a group of people stood on top, looking down at the mountain.
A young man looked at the ant-like black figures below, with a trace of disdain and contempt on his face: "Why did you let these ants in?"
A middle-aged beautiful woman behind her bowed slightly respectfully and said: "To report to the Supreme Sect, the Misty Swamp was originally a battlefield for a battle to seize souls. The evil force inside is too strong, and the scope is also very large. Let these people go in.
In order to share the weakening evil force, and secondly, to excavate this ruins in a more comprehensive and in-depth manner."
"Oh, I see, you are quite smart." The young man smiled slightly and was noncommittal. He turned his head and glanced at the swamp where the fog was gradually dissipating: "I heard that this place was the home of the last Ziyunxing Pavilion master in the ancient spirit period.
I don’t know if it’s true that a branch of Yanzong is located.”
"Shangzong Mingjian." The middle-aged beautiful woman bowed and said: "This is indeed a branch of the Xinyan Sect, called Yunxia Mountain. There used to be a third-level high-grade spiritual vein below, so it was the purple spirit vein during the Soul Seizing War.
It is an important battlefield within the Yunxing Pavilion. But when the Xinyan Sect retreated overseas, they used this spiritual vein as the basis to build a desperate battle, causing the land of three thousand miles to become a Zeguo, and finally turned into this foggy swamp."
The young man smiled slightly: "Xinyan Sect was once the largest sect in Ziyunxing Pavilion. It was known as the tenth sword master at that time, with over a hundred swords, thousands of sword veins, and no less than ten third-level spiritual veins. This Yunxia Mountain is in Xinyan Mountain.
Each branch of the sect can be ranked in the top three. It was an important place for sword transmission in the Xinyan sect at that time. The collection of various secret scriptures and cultivation resources such as sword techniques and mental techniques are not much worse than the main sect.
The Xinyan Sect left in a hurry back then, so I'm afraid there are a lot of good things left in it."
The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled and said nothing, but the smile seemed a bit far-fetched.
"The Xinyan Sect is based on the derivation of the mind and spirit. There is a secret book of the Zhenyan Sect, the Dayan Divine Sword Art, which specializes in the knowledge of the soul and soul. Maybe you can find this unique skill here. Are you talking about the great elder?"
The young man looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman with a smile on his face, but the middle-aged beautiful woman felt a chill and cold sweat oozed from her forehead. She forced a smile: "Shangzong is joking, Dayan Shenjian Jue is the Shuiyun Sect's established sect.
Basically, how can it still be here?"
The young man still had a smile on his face and looked very kind: "That's true, but things are unpredictable, and the hurried departure of the Xinyan Sect that year may actually leave some clues or part of the secret."
The middle-aged beautiful woman lowered her head and said: "Please rest assured, Shangzong. Once the lower sect finds any clues about the Dayan Divine Sword Art, he will report it to Shangzong."
The young man nodded, looking quite satisfied: "Yes, our sect's strong support for your Heart Sword Sect is not in vain. Also, the information you provided to our sect, I will go to investigate after this misty swamp is over.
, if the news is true, I will definitely tell you that the sect leader will never treat you badly, even if your Heart Sword Sect takes over the entire Zhao Kingdom."
The middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes lit up, and her gloomy look dissipated a little: "Thank you, Shang Zong, for your cultivation."
The young man waved his hand: "Your Heart Sword Sect is also a branch of my sect, and we are all one family. By the way, I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation now, and I need a double cultivator to break through the realm. Your name is Xiyun
Disciple, I am very satisfied that it is a rare five-element golden spirit body, so it was given to me."
The young man looked at a beautiful girl standing behind the crowd, his eyes seemed to be admiring a good piece of goods.
"you……"
Another young man next to Xiyun clenched his fists and almost spit out fire with his eyes. It was Hua Tianfeng who once designed Yueying to injure Mo Wen in Taihu Lake!
An old man reached out and grabbed Hua Tianfeng's wrist, preventing him from moving. His spiritual consciousness said: "Don't be impulsive. There are many good women. There is no need to offend them for one woman."
Hua Tianfeng's face flushed red, but his elders overwhelmingly restrained his whole body's cultivation. The only ones who made the decision were his eyes.
The young man glanced at Hua Tianfeng, and a trace of displeasure flashed on his face: "I heard that Junior Sister Xiyun seems to have made a marriage arrangement?"
The beautiful middle-aged woman's face turned pale and she quickly said: "The Shangzong misunderstood. It was just a joke made by some elders. It is a blessing for Xiyun to be favored by the Shangzong."
The young man's expression softened, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the people around Hua Tianfeng: "It is said that the founder of your Light Sword Sect is a disciple of the Yaoyang Sect?"
The old man next to Hua Tianfeng immediately bowed and said: "Shangzong Mingjian, I, the founder of the Light Sword Sect, once had the honor to listen to the swordsmanship under the seat of the senior Yaoyang Sect."
Although the old man's words were respectful, they lacked humility and flattery and were neither humble nor overbearing.
The young man snorted: "I heard that the Yaoyang Sect's Sword Originator has returned from the battlefield outside the territory, and you small branch sects are in trouble."
"It's all the blessing of the elders of the Shangzong." The old man answered accurately.
The young man was no longer in the mood to engage in a verbal spat with the old fox. He glanced at the nearly a thousand spirit sword masters below who had all entered the misty swamp, and waved his hand: "Let's go."
After saying this, it turned into a rainbow light and shot down the mountain, followed by more than a dozen Sword Meridian Stage Spiritual Sword Masters wielding their swords to follow.
Soon, only the middle-aged beautiful woman and the old man with the lightsaber were left on the mountain peak.
The old man looked gloomy, stared at the middle-aged beautiful woman and said: "Great Elder, I need an explanation from your Heart Sword Sect?"
The middle-aged beautiful woman had an embarrassed look on her face: "Elder Qin, this matter was beyond our sect's expectation. The sect suddenly sent people to our sect. Their original intention was not to go to this misty swamp, but to come here for other purposes.
It just happened to happen.”
"That's not what I'm talking about! I'm talking about the marriage between two families! Now every sect knows about it, but you deny it. Where do you put my lightsabers?" Elder Qin glared at it.
The middle-aged beautiful woman sighed: "Elder Qin, I will personally go to your sect to apologize for this matter on behalf of the headmaster. You are not unaware that Zhou Qingshu is the most beloved great-grandson of the headmaster of the Wuwei sect, and he named the person he wants.
, How dare my Heart Sword Sect refuse?”
Elder Qin was blocked. He opened his mouth but could not argue. He snorted bitterly and left with his sword...
There was an endless muddy swamp under his feet, and the mist was so thick that he could only see the scenery a few hundred meters away. Mo Wen stood in a dry open space and looked at the broken blade in his hand. It was obviously a fragment of a sword.
The remaining few inches in length are so corroded that there is no trace of metallic luster on it, and there is no trace of residual spirituality. Even though this sword was so powerful in life, it has now been corroded into a piece of scrap metal.
Throwing the broken blade into the swamp beside him, the rusty broken blade gradually sank into the mud and disappeared.
The three high-level spiritual sword masters of the Momu Liu family stood behind him, waiting for his instructions.
Mo Wen took a deep breath: "Let's go."
His spiritual sense spread out, detecting the road section under his feet to avoid falling into the swamp. Since entering this misty swamp, he felt a burst of excitement throughout his body and even deep in his soul, as if he had returned to his own homeland, a faint feeling
The call came from the depths of this swamp.
"Tian Xin Kui! Haha, it's actually Tian Xin Kui!"
A loud laugh came from not far away, and several high-level spirit sword masters excitedly rushed towards a white lotus-shaped flower in the swamp.
"Stop! This is what we saw first!"
Several more high-level spirit sword masters pounced, and the two sides instantly fought, and the sharp sword energy stirred up mud all over the sky.
Mo Wen glanced at it and ignored it. Tian Xin Kui had miraculous healing effects and could prepare top-notch healing medicines, but worldly healing medicines did not have much appeal to him. Although the three high-level spirit sword masters behind him wanted to compete, they saw Mo Wen.
He had no intention of taking action, so they could only watch.
As you go deeper, you encounter more and more treasures of heaven and earth, and they become more and more precious. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this misty swamp is much richer than that of the outside world, and it becomes richer as you go deeper. It is obviously more suitable for heaven and earth materials than the outside world.
The growth of Dibao.
Mo Wen also encountered several exciting medicinal herbs. They were all mentioned in the jade slip given to him by Fang Rou and were almost extinct in the outside world. Naturally, he couldn't miss them, so he collected several of them and put them into his sword pouch.
This method of collecting things naturally attracted the high-ranking spirit sword masters of the three Momu Liu family to marvel and envy him.
With the abundance of natural resources and treasures, the fights became more and more intense. In just one day, more than ten violent disputes occurred. Mo Wen, they were inevitably involved in them.
In the eyes of outsiders, their strongest ones are the two eighth-level spirit sword masters. Such strength really does not have much deterrence in the misty swamp. The two groups of families with ninth-level spiritual sword masters in charge thought that they were weak persimmons.
When he came to pick a fight, the result was predictable. Mo Wen broke off an arm of two ninth-level spirit sword masters, but did not injure their lives.
At night, Mo Wen and the others camped on a slightly dry land. Since there was no wet dry firewood, they could only simply eat some dry food and water they brought with them. Thanks to Mo Wen's sword pouch, for the high-level spirits of other aristocratic families
For swordsmen, carrying food and water is a problem.
After a night of silence, they continued on the road the next day. It was difficult to walk in the swamp, and they had to carefully explore the ground every step they took, so yesterday they only covered thirty miles in one day.
And now, the spirit sword masters who have entered the swamp have become more and more scattered. The entire misty swamp is extremely vast. Even if tens of thousands of people enter it, they will not be able to make a big splash. Therefore, by the next day, there are only a few of them.
Seeing other people, this also avoids conflicts with others, and the traveling speed is obviously accelerated.
In the afternoon, they collected some natural and earthly treasures, and everyone gained a lot, with relaxed smiles on their faces. This misty swamp is not as scary as the legend, and these natural and earthly treasures are too good.
Too easy.
"ah!"
A shrill scream came from the depths of the mist. It was very sudden. It didn't look like people were fighting with each other, but like they had encountered something extremely terrifying and irresistible. Then more frightened screams sounded, but they soon subsided.
Go down.
Liu Yinong and the other eleven high-level spirit sword masters looked at each other in shock. All the joy disappeared, replaced by an extremely solemn look, looking at the place where the scream came from in fear.
Not long after, a figure walked out of the thick fog hundreds of meters away. It was a blood-red monster. It was small and looked a bit like a wolf. Its blood-red eyes were like two drops of blood, flashing with madness.
A fierce light.
"What kind of monster is this?"
A seventh-level spirit sword master took a breath of cold air. He swore that he had never seen such a monster, and it had never been recorded in the Zhao Kingdom's monster records.
Liu Yinong thought of a rumor, his face instantly turned pale, and he said in horror: "It's an evil spirit! How is that possible? How could it leave the extremely evil place to act?"
"What is an evil spirit?"
Everyone looked at Liu Yinong.
Liu Yinong's face was pale, and his voice was trembling with fear: "This is a place where sword evil is strong. Some remnant sword spirits have mutated and turned into spirits born with the power of evil. They are like beasts but not beasts, like swords."
Spirits are not sword spirits. They grow and live by devouring sword spirits and other evil spirits. They generally will not leave the place where they are born, that is, the place of extreme evil spirits. Therefore, as long as they do not go deep into the center of those battlefields, there is no need to worry about encountering such evil spirits.
Something, but this thing actually came out today!”
"The sword spirit is just changing. Is it so scary?"
Mu Haobai didn't quite agree. Although the bloody creature in front of him had a more terrifying aura, it wasn't very powerful.
"That's because you don't know how scary it is!"
If Mo Wen, who was as powerful as the Sword Master, was not here, Liu Yinong would have escaped without even thinking.
The bloody wolf-shaped evil spirit came slowly, staring at Mo Wen with its bloody eyes, which seemed a little fearful. Mo Wen frowned, he had a feeling that this thing was coming for him!
Soon, the wolf-shaped evil spirit stopped thirty feet away from the crowd, wandering around as if hesitating.
Mo Wen suddenly felt a bloodthirsty impulse rising from the depths of his body, which made him feel frightened. He immediately suppressed his restless heart. He looked at the wolf-shaped evil spirit with some horror. The restlessness just now was obviously the evil spirit in his body.
*!
His body and meridians were tempered and recast with the spirits of thousands of residual swords, and accordingly the sword demons among the residual spirits were also brought into his body. They usually lurked deep in his body, but once his emotions got out of control,
These sword demons will come out to control his thoughts. He has experienced this kind of thing twice, once with the death of Uncle Xu, and the second time with the death of Xia Shouyu in the Dahuang Mountain Xuantie Mine. Although he did not lose his self-awareness both times,
But it was not his self-awareness that led his body to kill. He was just like a bystander watching another self perform.
But he was very wary of that kind of violent and unfettered power, so he always deliberately suppressed his emotions. But he didn't expect that this wolf-shaped evil spirit actually aroused the sword evil in his body!
Is it because similar people meet each other? In a sense, there is indeed a self made of sword evil in his body.
As if feeling the evil spirit on Mo Wen's body gradually disappearing, the wolf-shaped evil spirit became irritable, no longer hesitated, and pounced on Mo Wen.
The speed was very fast, forming an afterimage in the air, and it was silent and without any air flow fluctuations, as if what was coming was just a non-existent shadow!
Mo Wen's pupils shrank, pointing to the sword, using the Heaven-Bearing Sword Qi to activate Leng Yue, and slashed out with one sword. For unknown things, he used the strongest method as soon as he came up!
The body of the wolf-shaped evil spirit in mid-air split into two parts silently, and fell to a place seven or eight feet in front of Mo Wen, splashing a large amount of mud, but the strange thing was that no blood flowed down, and this wolf
The "corpse" of the evil spirit was not buried deep in the swamp, but floated on the mud like a leaf.
"What? Not very powerful?"
A group of high-level spirit sword masters looked at each other, the contrast was too great. Liu Yinong was also a little sluggish. He had only heard a few words about the evil spirit from his grandfather. He only knew that the evil spirit was terrifying, but he didn't know how terrifying it was.
I don’t know, because his grandfather has never seen it, otherwise he would not have come out of the misty swamp alive. I didn’t expect that this evil spirit would be too harmful in this world.
Mo Wen was not as optimistic as they were, because he felt that the fluctuation of the evil spirit's aura had not disappeared, or even weakened at all. He stared closely at the two corpses of the evil spirit, and sure enough, after a few breaths, the evil spirit's two bodies
The corpses suddenly squirmed to one side, and soon they were close to each other, and then merged with each other like two masses of mucus. In the blink of an eye, the wolf-shaped evil spirit appeared intact in front of everyone.
Everyone couldn't laugh anymore, their faces turned pale, and they just felt creepy all over!
"Ouch!"
The evil spirit suddenly let out a sharp roar. There was no sound wave, but it acted directly on the mind. Everyone immediately felt a sting in their spiritual senses. Their souls seemed to be shaken out of the body by the sound wave, and they felt dizzy and weak all over their bodies.
Mo Wen was also affected by this mental attack, but his condition was much better. His spiritual sense was only slightly uncomfortable. What was even more surprising was that his spiritual sense seemed to be activated and showed extremely strong aggression.
, actually released a shock wave autonomously, instantly dispelling the spiritual attack from the evil spirit.
Mo Wen was a little surprised, he didn't know that his spiritual sense could still be used like this!
The evil spirit over there didn't give Mo Wen a chance to think about the spiritual awareness. He scurried up and jumped up from the ground again. This time, the distance between the two sides was only seven or eight feet. When the evil spirit pounced, it almost transformed into Mo Wen in the blink of an eye.
Mo Wen opened the top of his head and opened his bloody mouth to bite Mo Wen's head.
Mo Wen pointed his finger like a sword, thrust his right arm upwards, and inserted it directly into the evil spirit's jaw. But Mo Wen didn't feel any joy of victory, but his expression changed greatly, because his hand felt like it had been inserted into something.
In the greasy mucus, the evil spirit itself quickly turned into a liquid-like thing, wrapping his hand and quickly spreading to his arm. What was even more creepy was that this blood-red thing was gradually moving toward him.
Penetrating into the skin and flesh, no matter how powerful the sword energy of various attributes was in his body, it had no effect at all at this time!
"Young Master (Master Mo)!"
The eleven high-level spirit sword masters were horrified, watching helplessly as the blood-red evil spirit enveloped Mo Wen's entire arm, and then spread to his shoulders and chest! In just a few breaths, Mo Wen's neck had already covered his entire chest and abdomen.
All turned into blood red color, and quickly advanced towards the head and lower limbs!
"Liu Yinong! You old boy, please tell me what the hell is going on?"
Mu Haobai was already seriously ill and sought medical treatment. He grabbed Liu Yinong's collar and shouted loudly. He was the only one here who knew about this evil spirit.
Liu Yinong did know about evil spirits, but he had only heard of their names. He had no idea about the characteristics of evil spirits.
Amid everyone's panic, Mo Wen's entire body turned blood red, like a man with blood-colored skin, standing there motionless with his eyes closed.dd