In the next moment, Ding Hao pressed the azure Yuan Mother Concentrate on the Demon Rusty Sword.

This is not the end.

Ding Hao's palms exerted force, and the palms of his palms wiped over the blade, and suddenly there was a splash of red blood, impregnating the Yuanmu concentrate and the magic knife rusty sword.

Then something wonderful happened.

The blood fused with the Yuan Mu Concentrate, as if it was alive, and automatically spread towards the blade of the Demon Knife Rusty Sword, and the separation and budding were like a thread of blood, wrapped around the Demon Knife Rusty Sword, faintly as if it was about to penetrate into the blade of the sword.

Ding Hao did not hesitate, and immediately ran the mantra taught by the Sword Ancestor.

In the sea of consciousness, the divine consciousness is like a whirlpool of stars.

Ding Hao slowly closed his eyes.

......

The moment I closed my eyes, it was dark.

Then soon the darkness of the eyes changed, and all the qiē disappeared, replaced by a vast world of ice and snow, the cold wind howled, the snowflakes and ice slag danced wildly, and the qiē between heaven and earth seemed to be frozen, the sky was pitch black, and the ground was snow-white, forming a strange color contrast.

Between heaven and earth, there is an aura of pathos.

"It's ...... Time in the Rusty Sword!"

Ding Hao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, what he saw in front of him was the sword world that the Sword Ancestor had said before, the forbidden weapon of the Rusty Sword, which gave birth to a small world inside, and he had just urged the mantra left by the Sword Ancestor to finally enter the inner small world of the Rusty Sword with the Yuan Mu concentrate and his own essence and blood as the medium.

The first step is complete.

Ding Hao was a little curious, what kind of secret did the Rusty Sword contain in such a powerful way?

He soon realized that he was completely outsider, and the snowflakes passed through his body as if through the air, and he looked at this qiē blankly, when suddenly a hurricane blew and ice and snowflakes flew.

Yes, this is because it is not your own body that has entered this small world of rusty swords.

It's your own consciousness.

In the deafening roar, the icebergs were carried up by this hurricane and flew into the air, constantly hitting each other, shattering, and splashing ice slag, like the end of the world, the wind was so strong that it was beyond the normal laws of physics.

The snow and ice on the ground are peeled away layer by layer.

Then he revealed the following things that shocked Ding Hao-

It turned out to be a huge humanoid corpse!

A corpse that was so huge that it was completely beyond the limit of Ding Hao's imagination, it was too huge, Ding Hao was in the air, looking down, it was like seeing a vast continent, and it could only be vaguely identified from the outline, it was a corpse.

The wind whipped up the icebergs, snow and ice, and stirred the long hair and beard of the huge corpse as if the ocean was boiling.

The more Ding Hao looked at it, the more frightened he became.

This giant didn't know how terrifying it was when he was alive, even if he died at this time, it exuded a terrifying and suffocating coercion, and he suddenly reacted that this hurricane was not a natural occurrence, but the residual coercion of this corpse stirred the air and formed an air turbulence.

Upon closer inspection, the corpse of this giant has a clear face and a recognizable appearance, it is an extremely burly giant, its eyebrows are like mountains and forests, and its nose is like a peak that supports the sky, just like the Pangu giant god who opened the world in the myths and legends of the previous life.

"Yes, it turns out that every time I urged the Rusty Sword before, the forbidden power I exerted was actually emanating from this corpse......"

Ding Hao suddenly realized in his heart.

The power of the Rusty Sword is the residual coercion of this huge corpse, and every time I inject Xuan Qi to urge the Rusty Sword, I actually volatilize the coercive power of this corpse through the Rusty Sword...... It's incredible!

Just the residual coercive power of the corpse can defeat the powerhouse of the God Realm, how terrifying is the power of this corpse before its death?

What realm has it reached?

Could it be...... Immortals?

Only the legendary supreme immortal, even if he has been dead for an unknown number of thousands of years, will still have such a power to suppress the remnants, and there is no other explanation.

Ding Hao's mind tingled for a while.

He never thought that there would be such a secret in the small world inside the Rusty Sword, such a terrifying corpse, he must have been very famous during his lifetime, and even the master of the world, why would he sleep in this small world of the Rusty Sword for a long time?

With the outbreak of the coercive storm, Ding Hao felt like a rice husk in the storm, and gradually became a little difficult to hold himself, as if his body was about to be torn apart.

"It's not good, although my divine sense has reached the [True Self Only] realm, which is more condensed than an ordinary god realm powerhouse, but in the face of the terrifying coercion of the suspected immortal corpse, it is still difficult to hold on for a long time, and it is about to disperse!"

Ding Hao was frightened for a while, and hurriedly rose into the air quickly, trying to avoid being swept away by this coercive storm.

Once oneself is torn apart and shattered, it means that the divine consciousness collapses, and he has to withdraw from the small world inside the rusty sword, this attempt is tantamount to a failure, not only will the sword ancestor not be able to settle in the rusty sword, but his divine consciousness will also suffer a heavy blow.

This is the danger that Sword Ancestor said before, right?

Ding Hao somewhat understood.

"It's too dangerous here, your divine sense can't support it for half an hour, don't stay here for too long, go find the sword soul quickly......" The voice of the Sword Ancestor sounded in Ding Hao's mind.

Ding Hao's heart sank, and he took his attention away from this huge suspected immortal corpse, looking for the sword soul of the rusty sword.

According to the Sword Ancestor, the rank of the rusty sword is extremely high, like a weapon of this level, there is a sword spirit sword soul in it, but because the rusty sword is damaged, I am afraid that the sword spirit sword soul inside it has died and fallen, or it is in an extremely weak state of sleep.

Ding Hao must find the place where the sword spirit sword soul fell or the place where it sleeps in this small world of rusty swords, so that he can guide the sword ancestor into it and replace it as a new sword spirit sword soul.

Ding Hao searched in this small world of ice and snow.

After about a stick of incense, the wind, snow, hail and hitting icebergs fell to the ground again, and the coercive power of the huge corpse spewed disappeared, and it was covered by snowflakes and ice again.

I don't know how long it took, Ding Hao finally came to a sword like a towering ice peak.

A soft and faint glow shimmered at the top of the ice peak.

"That's the sword spirit sword soul of the Rusty Sword, lean over carefully. Sword Ancestor's voice sounded, slightly excited.

Ding Hao's heart moved, he rose to the sky, and instantly came to the top of this Ice and Snow Sword Peak, which was as slender as a needle, and there was no one standing at all.

A soft silver glow like a sunset shimmered on the tip of the ice peak.

Ding Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and observed carefully.

This mass of light was about two or three meters in diameter, oval-shaped, suspended on the top of the ice and snow sword blade, flickering brightly and dimly, and there was a trace of extremely faint aura expanding and contracting, and there was no consciousness fluctuation, it was completely like a dead thing.

"It's dead......"

Sword Ancestor sighed.

The sword spirit of the Rusty Sword has no life consciousness fluctuations, which means that it has long since died, and this silver brilliance is only the last trace of it left in the small world of the Rusty Sword, proving that it once existed and has no control over the Rusty Sword.

"This white brilliance is the embryo of the initial sword spirit, and it is the most primitive basis for the birth of the sword spirit without a divine sword, there is no conscious soul, just a ball of spiritual energy, which is the embodiment of the vitality of the sword itself," the voice of the sword ancestor sounded, explaining: "Only the divine sword that can produce the embryo of the sword spirit can give birth to its own will, once the sword master and this will have a connection and resonance, you can reach the realm of the unity of man and sword, control the sword as you like, and give full play to the maximum power of the sword." ”

With this solemn voice, the light and shadow image of a handsome young man appeared in front of Ding Hao's eyes.

I saw that he was wearing a high crown, the ancient golden dragon-shaped hairpin passed through the crown, like a golden filament, and the hair cord above the eyebrows was inlaid with a piece of simple jade, the robe was fluttering, and the clothes were in the wind, like a learned Confucian in general, looking polite and polite, with a smile like a spring breeze, which made people have a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze.

Ding Hao was stunned for a moment, then understood, and said dumbfounded: "You...... Be...... Sword Ancestor Senior?"

Confucius smiled slightly and said, "Yes, it's me." ”

Ding Hao's mouth opened wide, not knowing what to say.

I have imagined thousands of times what this hateful old monster would be, but I never thought that it would be such a handsome young man with a polite and Confucian temperament, giving people the feeling that it was completely inconsistent with his previous style of speaking and doing things.

"Isn't it a surprise?" Jian Zu smiled slightly, and suddenly a trace of smugness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and said: "Hahaha, young man, don't be fooled by my handsome appearance and chic temperament, I am actually a very ordinary and ordinary person." ”

Ding Hao: "......"

Where am I being confused by you, I just think your appearance is a bit inconsistent with your cheap and obscene temperament, okay?

Ding Hao didn't say the complaint in his heart.

That's when --

"I'm a whoop! It's worthy of an old thing that wants to save face until death, and it's tens of thousands of years old, do you dare to show your true face?" Dao Zu's voice suddenly sounded, and he sneered: "For the sake of your poor vanity, I can't stand it anymore to use the appearance of your former master to deceive Xiao Dingzi." ”

Jian Zu was stunned, and suddenly became furious, and said: "You damn crazy woman, come to dismantle my platform again, what's wrong with Lao Tzu's tens of thousands of years old? Ah? Aren't you yourself more than 10,000 years old? A 10,000-year-old man is as strong as a tower, and a 10,000-year-old woman is a tofu scum, so let's take care of yourself first!"

The voice fell.

With a bang, the brilliance dissipated, and the light and shadow of the handsome Confucian disappeared.