Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 525

[Chapter 525]

It’s a dark and gloomy world.

The sky is densely cloudy, and the sun and stars cannot be seen. Looking around, there are broken swords and broken swords everywhere. It seems like an ancient battlefield. The air is filled with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke and a pungent smell of blood. But on the ground, there was no corpse or blood, not even a shred of bones.

As far as the eye can see, there are various broken weapons everywhere, mostly swords.

I don’t know how long this world has existed.

Many broken weapons have been covered with rust stains and are out of shape. The ground is all covered with red rust stains. When you step on it, it makes a creaking sound. The weapons that have been rotten are like dead branches. snapped off.

“This should be the golden world of the five elements!”

Ding Hao was thoughtful.

He picked up the broken sword at his feet and observed it carefully.

The blade is already covered with mottled rust, and the outline of the sword can be vaguely seen. Even judging from the ups and downs of the rust, the blade of this sword should have been covered with various ancient inscriptions. The divine weapon of the treasure level, I don’t know why it broke, has now lost its spirituality and is completely rotten.

With a slight force, the broken sword shattered and fell like a grain of sand.

Ding Hao clapped his hands and moved on.

The ancient law in this eighth section of the ancient road to the West is more terrifying than before.

The level of activity of the mutant profound energy in Ding Hao’s body was suppressed below the realm of the Innate Martial Sect, and he was no longer able to fly in the air. This was still under the premise of Ding Hao’s cultivation of the Twelve Classics and Six Extraordinary Vessels, and his body [Double Sacred Body of Sword and Sword]. It is inferred that under the same suppression, even the powerhouses of other Martial Emperor realms will be suppressed to the Innate Martial Sect realm.

The power of such a law to suppress is also an excellent environment for the martial artist to condense the profound energy in the body.

Continuing to endure this kind of suppression, the profound energy in the body is compressed to a limit. After walking out of the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], the profound energy cultivation base will undoubtedly experience an explosive growth. Whether it is the degree of vigor or the degree of refinement, it is all in an ordinary environment. In the middle of the practice can not achieve the effect.

Even the level of physical condensed will increase substantially.

Ding Hao released the shield of profound energy and carried the little girl Ji Yingqi on his back.

Although Xieyue and Mengmeng were also suppressed, they didn’t seem to be as serious as martial artists, and they were still able to play and fight all the way, which caught Ding Hao’s attention. It would mean that the power of the demon power of the demon clan was not suppressed by the power of this ancient law.

call out!

Just as Ding Hao was walking and thinking, a harsh sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Suddenly, a red glow flew in front of him, and the sharp sword qi split the void, like a flowing arrow, and shot towards him.

“Well? Someone sneak attack?”

Ding Hao was suspicious.

His figure was slightly to one side, and the whole palm flashed with silver light, covered with thick ice crystals, like a layer of silver armor, and held this red light with his backhand.

It’s a small sword.

The blade is covered with mottled rust. Compared with the rusty sword scattered on the ground, its appearance is slightly more complete. Some runes are clearly visible, and there is a faint terrifying war intent. Aura, astonishing.

Unfortunately, before Ding Hao could carefully observe the induction, this fighting spirit disappeared in a flash.

The moment Xiaojian fell into Ding Hao’s hands, the last trace of spiritual energy disappeared.

Click!

After the spiritual energy dissipated, the sword body seemed to dry up suddenly, breaking into several pieces.

Ding Hao was slightly shocked, and threw away the small sword. The huge consciousness was released, which could permeate the surrounding area for one kilometer, and carefully surveyed and scanned.

No other life forms have been found.

Ding Hao shook his head lightly and moved forward slowly.

He was also looking around carefully.

The matter of Xiaojian Feishu just now was a little weird. Could it be that someone was secretly targeting him? Thinking about it, I think it is unlikely. If it is against myself, the attack power of Xiaojian will not be so low. This kind of power is probably only equivalent to the power of a casual strike from a powerhouse in the Innate Martial Sect realm, and it will not pose a threat to myself at all.

Ding Hao had an illusion, as if the rusty sword had life, he took the initiative to attack himself.

After walking for about a stick of incense, everything was calm.

Just when Ding Hao relaxed a little, suddenly——

shhhhhh!

There were three red lights again, and in the screaming sound, it was like a meteor streaking across the sky, flying towards Ding Hao from three directions, front, rear and right.

This time Ding Hao saw clearly.

These three red beams suddenly burst from the pile of broken swords on the ground.

At this moment, there was no profound energy fluctuation of the human race warrior or the demon power fluctuation of the monster race powerhouse.

Ding Hao’s heart moved, and his fingers were a little in the void.

The three red lights suddenly condensed into three ice crystals and fell into his hands.

When I looked closely, what was frozen in the ice crystals were three strange little swords that were less than half a meter long. Clearly, faintly, there is an extremely strange power and murderous intent circulating in the sword body.

Under the cover of ice crystals, the spiritual energy in the two small swords disappeared in an instant, and it was exhausted, and then the sword body quickly dimmed, and then it shattered and cracked like a weathered rotten wood. On the other hand, the last small sword, with its aura of fighting spirit, still slammed open the frozen ice crystals, as if it were alive. With a sudden shock, it shot towards Ding Hao’s face.

The power contained in this small sword is much more tyrannical.

Roughly equivalent to the full-strength strike of a powerhouse in the Six Apertures Innate No Trace Realm.

“Pfft!” Ding Hao let out a breath and blew the small sword down.

At the moment when it fell to the ground, the fighting spirit contained in the body of Xiaojian was finally completely consumed. The ground was broken into five or six pieces, shattering and disappearing like ashes.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, Ding Hao seemed to have caught something.

However, it still needs to be verified.

Instructing the two little pets to be careful, Ding Hao hurried forward.

Sure enough, after half a column of incense time, the air flow around was surging, there was a screaming sound in the air, and there were four or five red awns, piercing the void, and bursting from different directions, with unparalleled killing intent and sharpness. The sword qi knife qi madly strangled.

Ding Hao was already prepared, and his majestic consciousness was released.

The surrounding air suddenly condensed.

These four or five red awns, like snails caught in a swamp, were suddenly fixed in the void, invisible transparent ripples rippled, and finally all were wrapped in mental power, unable to move, showing a circle – They are all swords and weapons.

Ding Hao carefully observed them one by one.

Soon he came to a conclusion.

“It turns out that this broken sword has been channeled. Although it has gone through thousands of years, it still contains the last trace of the previous master’s fighting spirit and murderous intention. Although it has gone through such a long time, it has never dissipated. When a living body breaks into this environment, it will use its power and launch an active attack…”

This conclusion made Ding Hao a little shocked.

“This is really incredible, what kind of battlefield was this strange space, and what kind of powerful existence are these masters of broken swords and broken swords? The fighting spirit can still exist in the weapon… such a person, the lowest realm, I am afraid that it is also above the peak Martial Emperor!”

Ding Hao was awe-inspiring.

According to rumors, only those powerful people who, after a desperate battle, imprint their spiritual will on their weapons, will die and not disperse, and exist between heaven and earth.

Looking around this world, there are countless broken swords and various weapons.

Could it be said that the masters of these weapons were all masters at the level of Martial Emperor, Martial Emperor and Martial Saint who possessed the supernatural ability to move mountains and move mountains? This number, at least ten million, is too terrifying. Tens of thousands of martial arts supreme powerhouses have all died here?

Is this the legendary battlefield of the gods?

Ding Hao suddenly felt that the eleven sections of the ancient road of Journey to the West were not as simple as he thought before. It was not just constructed by some remnants of ancient power laws. Each section of the ancient road was a world, and each world contained the Strange mysteries are an excellent cultivation environment for warriors…

The magnificent [Nine Heavens] giant city…

The map of the stone tablet that has been lost for thousands of years…

The legendary mysterious ruins…

And the altar and the fire of the gods…

In the dark, as if there is an invisible big hand, leading all this.

The weapons that flew over this time included knives, swords, spears, and meteor hammers. CCTV was different. The fighting spirit contained in them was even more powerful. It was equivalent to a full-strength strike from a peak-level Xiantian Wuzong, which was different from the previous strike. After that, the broken swords were different. Their appearance was more complete, and the rust was slightly less covered, and the spiritual energy and fighting spirit contained in them were stronger.

Ding Hao temporarily sealed these weapons with the secret method of spiritual power.

He used one of the rusty swords for verification. These weapons can only be used once or twice at most. They are consumables, and the aura and fighting spirit in them will be completely consumed, and they will all be broken and damaged by then.

The attack power they contained was not precious to Ding Hao.

What Ding Hao valued was some of the inscriptions on them and the kind of fighting spirit contained in them-especially the latter, although there was only a trace, it was undoubtedly the traces left by those peerless powerhouses tens of millions of years ago. The spiritual imprint of these peerless powerhouses, if you can try to communicate, you may get all the memories and even more things.

It’s a pity that his current [Victory Word Art] cultivation base is only on the sixth floor, so he can’t communicate this kind of fighting intent.

If you reach the seventh-layer [Shenyi Heaven and Earth] realm, you may be able to give it a try.

After some careful observation, Ding Hao moved on.