The sword roared, with a gloomy and gloomy cry.

Ye Rong and his party were like fireflies in the dark, magnets emitting powerful magnetic fields, and tens of thousands of broken flying swords in the sword mound, all of which were shot like moths to fire, and the sword body kept trembling, and all kinds of different sword sounds sounded-

There are resentments, irritability, impetuousness, and many simple screeching sounds.

He took the time to look at his player log, which was already swiped by various negative status prompts, and in an instant, more than twenty negative states fell on his head.

Fortunately, the vast majority of them failed one after another and failed to work, and were exempted by him.

The Seventh-Order Daoist Book Bodhi Pure Heart Mantra, although its attribute utility is extremely limited, is extremely incompatible with its seventh-order Daoist identity.

But in terms of the existing effects, it is extremely strong, and the various types of music and spiritual attacks that are currently encountered are basically immune to them, and they basically haven't been hit again.

I really don't know if if I can completely immune to these types of attacks if I have cultivated to perfection.

However, the other members of the Blue Emperor Alliance just didn't feel as good as him, and under the influence of all kinds of negative states, even the Blue Thunder Sword Formation shook violently, and it was difficult to continue.

"I'll go! It's not okay to go on like this, although the power of the one-time burst out is not as good as the broken flying sword in the sword mound that explodes, but this time the attacks are superimposed, but it is more dangerous, and it is estimated that when the treasure is finally taken, even if it is not the commander of the light pole, there are only two or three kittens left! ”

He estimated the number of broken flying swords in this sword mound, and his heart sank.

If the members of the Blue Emperor League were basically dead, it would be very different from their own expectations, and they would not be able to achieve the so-called purpose of training their subordinates.

"It must be a change, not a rigid one! Take the initiative! ”

Ye Rong escaped from the Qingting Sword Formation, protected by sword light, and firmly stepped forward step by step.

There were a few exclamations from behind, no matter how strong the alliance leader/chief lord was, this kind of behavior was too risky.

Ding Ding Dong!

There was a crisp collision sound like a storm, and after several flying swords hit the fake Tiandu and Minghe in his hands, the sword light twisted, and the flying swords shot in front of him were blasted into countless flying sword fragments, splashing everywhere.

These flying swords were originally highly damaged, and after making such a brilliant blow, they would burst the sword body anyway.

Under his deliberate interception, he was hit by Lei Mang's starlight, and naturally collapsed one after another.

In an instant, Ye Rong had already taken more than ten steps forward, shattering dozens of broken flying swords. He was like an arrow protruding in front of him, piercing sharply into the enemy's formation.

With every step he took, several broken flying swords burst and fell behind him.

Dao sword light, mottled light and shadow, changeable shapes, this process is the same feeling as countless swordsmanship masters.

The pressure and feelings brought by each broken flying sword are completely different, and they perfectly inherit the essence of their former master's sword path, which is manifested at this time and turned into the final glory.

Although each broken flying sword has only one move, it compresses and contains a lot of swordsmanship mysteries in it.

By the time Ye Rong rushed to the thirtieth step, he could already feel that the pressure he was under had strengthened several times, and the number of broken flying swords shot had also increased exponentially.

With both hands waving again and again, all kinds of superb swordsmanship skills were displayed in his hands one by one, and almost every broken flying sword was under him, and he was able to use a corresponding sword path to deal with it.

By the time he took a few dozen steps, he had already found the key to it, and it was several times easier to deal with it than before.

Thunder Mang jumped, starlight, and before those broken flying swords hit him, it was the traction that caused them to change their flight trajectory and collide in the air in advance.

Although this sword mound is wonderful, the broken flying sword is out of the master's control after all, and there must be something dull and stiff.

As long as it takes a little bit of strength, it can make the flight trajectory of the broken flying sword chaotic, and under his intentional manipulation, they collide one after another, bursting into gorgeous fireworks in the air, and the sound is roaring. , This move, it doesn't seem difficult, but in fact, it has extremely high requirements for the player's eyesight, flying sword power mastery, angle control, etc., if the force is in the wrong place, it can't be effective at all, let alone let the broken flying sword have a cannibalistic effect.

rushed all the way to the central area of the sword shrine and found that the last layer of this giant sword treasure house was indeed very different from the empty sword treasure house.

"That's right! Although the guardian spirit of the first layer of the Empty Sword Treasure House did not explode any equipment, the Jiuli Wang Ding that I received was also a ninth-order magic weapon, unlike the Ten Thousand Years Qiluo Mu that was simply a real little harvest. According to this calculation, in this last layer, it should be compensated back and gain more! ”

Ye Rong looked around, and there was a slanted stone tablet in front of him, on which were the weather-beaten age marks. In the center of the stele, there is a giant ancient character "sword", exuding a soaring sword aura.

On the stone stele, there are flying swords with a handle inserted from all kinds of them, which are bright and dazzling. With his eyesight, he could naturally see at a glance that these flying swords were all normal and intact, or that the damage was not serious and could be used normally.

"The design of this sword mound is to squeeze the potential of other broken flying swords, and teleport all the last trace of sword power into the flying swords on this stone tablet, so that they can all be repaired, and even their power will be further enhanced."

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Rong understood the mystery from some of the previous performances of the sword mound, combined with the scene in front of him.

And the flying sword on the stone tablet is obviously the true treasure essence of the giant sword treasure house.

Ye Rong stepped out in one step, stretched out his hand and made a distant move in the direction of the stone stele, only to see the flying sword on it humming and trembling, like a cicada.

But none of the more than ten flying swords automatically broke away from the stone tablet and fell into his hands.

"Humph! Toast and don't eat and drink, these flying swords don't take the initiative to come to me, the master! ”

Ye Rong's face was slightly red, but fortunately, there were no other players around, and this scene would not fall into the eyes of others.

Originally, I wanted to learn from those righteous bigwigs, and when I stretched out my hand, several flying swords took the initiative to greet and throw myself into my arms, but I didn't expect that there was not even a corresponding flying sword.

Jin Qingju's hand flashed, and he already held a flying sword that was as blazing as fire, and the raging flames on the sword's body even burned Jia Yeqianqian's hands red, and a heat was transmitted to his senses out of thin air.

Rise!

Jin Qingju's hand pulled out hard, and a crack appeared, which spread with a click, and the fiery flying sword flew out of the stone tablet.

Binghuo Liangyi sword, eighth-order immortal soldier.

As soon as the sword arrived, it immediately chose another target, and Jin Qingju's hand shook again, and another flying sword flew out.

Nine Evil Black Spirit Knife, Eighth-Order Demon Soldier.

……

One by one, the flying sword was pulled out of the stone tablet and fell into Ye Rong's hand, and his mood was naturally getting better and better.

Last time, when I was in the Empty Sword Treasure Vault, I saw that there were so many eighth-order flying swords on display at the end, but I could only take one, and the chagrin in my heart was naturally needless to say.

This time, the treasure trove of giant swords, which is completely his own, is finally taken as he wants, and distributed as he wants.

After a while, there were only two flying swords left on the stone tablet, and the rest of the flying swords all fell into his pocket, counting exactly ten eighth-order flying swords in total.

"It seems that the remaining two flying swords should be the genus of the ninth order, so even the thousand hands of Jiaye can't help it."

Ye Rong glanced up and muttered in his heart.

These two flying swords are the strongest treasures in the treasure trove of giant swords, and they are also the things he is determined to obtain.

However, this ninth-order flying sword was deeply rooted in the stone tablet, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't pull it out.

"It seems that I have returned to the old road, and I will wait until all the broken flying swords are destroyed and the sword mound falls, so that I can take the flying sword from the stone tablet!"

After going around in a circle, you still have to follow the original route and destroy all the broken flying swords.

Ye Rong let out a long sigh, and could only re-devote himself to the hard battle, fighting against those broken flying swords flying around.

Because he was under the stone tablet and in the center of the sword mound, he was attracted by the intention, and almost half of the total number of broken flying swords were absorbed to his side. In this way, the pressure that the rest of the members of the Blue Emperor League need to bear is naturally much easier.

Although there is an easy way to crack and deal with it, such a large number of broken flying swords are still somewhat difficult.

After fighting like this for almost half an hour, I saw that the number of flying swords in the air had thinned out, and only a few flying swords flew by sporadically. And the Qingting Sword Formation also advanced all the way and came not far behind him.

I glanced at the corner of my eye, and the damage was not serious, probably a dozen or so people were missing.

Seeing this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and was relieved.

Such a loss, for the sake of a giant sword treasure trove, is still completely worth it, and it is also very normal.

After another quarter of an hour, when all the broken flying swords were finally destroyed, I saw the stone tablet that had been tilted make a creaking sound and fall to the side.

Jin Qingju's hand flashed, and he had successfully taken away the two flying swords on it.

Juque, a ninth-order divine soldier!

Bi Lu, a ninth-order divine soldier!

Just swept over the two flying swords, and the two eyes just popped out. 【Provided by Sail Gaga】