The sword light roared, with a sinister cry.

Ye Rong and his group were like fireflies in the dark, emitting a powerful magnetic field, and the millions of damaged flying swords in the sword tomb were shot like moths to the fire, and the sword body was trembling constantly, and all kinds of different sword sounds sounded—

There are resentment, some are irritable, some are restless, and many simple ones emit sharp thrusts.

He took the time to look at his player log, and the screen was flooded with various negative state prompt information, and in an instant, more than twenty negative states fell on his head.

Fortunately, most of them failed one after another and failed to achieve results and were exempted by him.

Although the attributes and effects of the seventh-level Taoist script Bodhi Qingxin Mantra are extremely limited, they are extremely incompatible with the identity of the seventh-level Taoist script.

But in terms of existing effects, it is extremely strong. The various types of musical and spiritual attacks currently encountered are basically immune, but they are basically not infected again.

I really don’t know if I can completely immunize these types of attacks if I practice to the fullest.

However, other members of the Qingdi Alliance did not feel as good as him. Under the influence of various negative states, even the Qingting Sword Formation shook violently, which was difficult to continue.

"I'll go! It won't work if I continue like this. Although the power of the bursting is not as powerful as the broken flying sword in the sword tomb, the attacks are superimposed again and again, it is even more dangerous. I guess when I finally get the treasure, even if it is not the commander alone, there will be only two or three kittens left!"

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

If the members of the Qingdi Alliance were basically killed, they would not be able to achieve the so-called purpose of training their subordinates.

"It must be a request to change, and you can't defend it! Take the initiative!"

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

A few screams came from behind. Even if the leader/chief is strong, this kind of behavior is too risky.

Ding ding dong dong!

A crisp collision sound like a storm, several flying swords hit the fake Tiandu in his hand. After Minghe, the sword light slammed, and the flying sword shot in front of him into countless pieces of flying swords, splashing everywhere.

These flying swords were originally very damaged, and after making such a dazzling blow, they would burst the sword body no matter what.

Under his intentional interception, he was hit by the thunderous starlight and naturally collapsed one after another.

In an instant, Ye Rong had taken more than ten steps forward, shattering dozens of flying swords. He was like an arrow bulging in front, stabbing into the enemy's formation.

Every time he took a step, several broken flying swords were damaged and exploded, falling behind him.

The sword lights are mottled and the shapes are changing. This process is like the fight between countless sword masters.

The pressure and feeling brought by each broken flying sword are completely different. They perfectly inherited the essence of their former master's sword path, and at this time they showed it and turned into the final glory.

Although each broken flying sword has only one move, it compresses and includes a lot of the mystery of sword techniques.

When Ye Rong rushed to the 30th step, he could already feel that the pressure he was under increased several times, and the number of damaged flying swords shot increased exponentially.

He waved his hands repeatedly, and all kinds of superb sword skills were displayed one by one in his hands. Almost every broken flying sword was able to deal with it with a corresponding sword path.

By the time he moved forward for dozens of steps, he had found the key point, and he had dealt with it several times easier than before.

The lightning thunder was leaping and the stars were surging. Before the broken flying swords were hit, they were traction and changed their flight trajectory and collided in advance in the air.

Although this sword tomb is extremely magical, the damaged flying sword has lost its control after all, and it must be a rigid and rigid part.

As long as a little force is spent, the flight trajectory of the broken flying sword can be chaotic. Under his careful control, they collided one after another, and gorgeous fireworks burst out in the air, roaring.

This move seems not difficult, but in fact it has extremely high requirements for players' eyesight, mastery of flying sword power, angle control, etc. If the force is used in the wrong place, it will not be effective at all, let alone the damaged flying sword will have the effect of killing each other.

I rushed all the way to the central area of ​​the sword tomb and found that the last floor of the giant sword treasure house was indeed very different from the hollow sword treasure house.

"By the way! Although the guardian spirit in the first layer of the Sky Sword Treasure House did not explode any equipment, the Jiuli King Ding I collected was also a ninth-level magic weapon. It was not like Wannian Qiluomu, which was just a real gain. According to this calculation, in this last layer, we should have to compensate and gain more!"

Ye Rong looked around and inspected. There was a slanted stone tablet in front of him, with marks of weathered age left on it. The center of the stone tablet was a giant ancient character "sword", which exuded a sword energy soaring into the sky.

On the stone tablet are filled with flying swords, which are filled with inspiration and dazzling.

With his eyesight, it is natural to see that these flying swords are all normal and intact, or that they are not seriously damaged and can be used normally.

"The design of this sword tomb is to squeeze the potential of other damaged flying swords, and toss the last trace of sword power into the flying swords on this stone tablet, so that they can be repaired and even their power can be further increased."

After a little thought, Ye Rong, judging from some of the previous performances of the sword tomb, combined with the scene in front of him, he understood the mystery.

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

Ye Rong took a step forward and reached out to the stone tablet to move. He saw the flying sword above hustle and tremble, like a cicada chirping.

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

"Hmph! If you don't want toast, you will not be punished for wine. These flying swords do not take the initiative to come to join me, the wise master!"

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

I originally wanted to learn from those righteous bigwigs, and with a move, I had several flying swords coming to greet me and threw them into my arms, but I didn't expect that I didn't even have a corresponding flying sword.

The golden giant hand flashed, and he had already grasped a flying sword that was as fierce as fire. The blazing flames on the sword even burned Kashyapa's hands red, and a heat was transmitted to his senses out of thin air.

rise!

The golden giant hand pulled out with force and a crack appeared, which spread out with a crack, and the fiery flying sword flew out of the stone tablet.

Binghuo Liangyi Sword, eighth-level immortal soldier.

With one sword, another target was immediately selected. The golden giant hand swayed again and another flying sword flew out.

Nine Evil Black Spirit Sword, Eighth-level Demon Soldier.

...

Flying swords were pulled out of the stone tablet and fell into Ye Rong's hands. Naturally, his mood was getting better and better.

When I was in the treasure house of the empty sword last time, I could only take one of the eighth-level flying swords at the end, so I could only take one. I don’t need to say anything about the annoyance in my heart.

This time, the giant sword treasure house that belongs entirely to me, finally I just want to take it like this and allocate it as much as I want.

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

"It seems that the remaining two flying swords should be the ninth level genus, so even Kashyapa's hands can't do anything."

Ye Rong looked up and muttered in his heart.

These two flying swords are the strongest treasures in the giant sword treasure house, and they are also things he is determined to win.

However, this ninth-level flying sword was deeply rooted in the stone tablet, and even if he tried his best, he could not pull it out.

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

After a circle, you still have to follow the original route and destroy all the damaged flying swords.

Ye Rong sighed, and could only re-enter the hard battle and fight against the broken flying swords flying around.

Because he was just under the stone tablet, the center of the sword tomb was attracted, and he almost absorbed half of the total broken flying swords to his side. In this way, the pressure that the other members of the Qing Emperor Alliance needed to bear was naturally much easier.

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

After almost half an hour of fighting, I saw that the number of flying swords in the air became sparse, and only a few flying swords occasionally flew over. The Qingting Sword Formation also advanced all the way and came not far behind me.

I glanced out of the corner of my eye and found that the damage was not serious, and there were probably less than a dozen people.

Seeing this scene, he felt relieved and felt relieved.

Such losses are still worth it for a giant sword treasure house, and it is also very normal.

Another quarter of an hour later, all the damaged flying swords were finally destroyed, and the stone tablet that was originally tilted made a creaking sound and fell down to the side.

The golden giant hand flashed and successfully removed the two flying swords above.

Juque, ninth-level divine weapon!

Pilu, the ninth-level divine weapon!
Chapter completed!