"Little beast, you can''t escape. Die obediently." Wang Hailin''s eyes were ready to crack. He saw Yang Xuan from a distance. His murderous spirit soared and came in the air. The speed was incredible.
"Just because you are an old dog, you also want to kill me. Save it." a sneer appeared at the corners of Yang Xuan''s mouth, jumped forward and fled to the distance.
"Stay with me." Wang Hailin shouted angrily, raising the speed to the extreme, faster than the pursuit of lightning.
Shua Shua!
I have to say that Wang Hailin''s speed is very fast. Yang Xuan can even hear the breaking wind behind him from far to near. It is estimated that he will be caught up by the other party soon.
"Joo“
When Yang Xuan was thinking about what to do next, an eagle crowing through the golden crack came. Yang Xuan looked up and saw a huge black eagle spreading its wings.
"Ancient heritage!" Yang Xuan''s eyes shrunk and hurriedly urged his blood wings to escape.
Soon, a huge underground river appeared in front of him. Without much thought, he put away his blood wings and plunged into the water.
"Damn it!" Wang Hailin saw Yang Xuan jump into the underground river, and saw the black giant eagle swooping down. He immediately turned and ran away.
If he is outside, he is naturally not afraid of the black giant eagle with his cultivation, but in this strange underground world, he has an empty cultivation, but he can''t give full play to it, and he doesn''t dare to fight with the black giant eagle.
……
I don''t know how deep the underground river is. In a word, I can''t see it at a glance. Yang Xuan swam in the icy water for a while, but he didn''t encounter any danger.
Of course, Yang Xuan doesn''t think the underground river is safe.
In his opinion, the underground river is absolutely inseparable from underwater monsters and ancient relics.
Yang Xuan knew that Wang Hailin would not stop. He was expected to squat on the Bank of the river, so he simply sank to the bottom of the river and walked along the underground river.
This is also because there is a shadow cloak, which can be invisible in case of danger, otherwise he would not dare to be so bold.
The underground river is hundreds of feet deep. The more it goes down, the darker it is, and the colder the river is. Yang Xuan''s flesh is strong. In addition, he runs Zhenyuan to protect his body. As an ordinary warrior in Vientiane environment, he may have been frozen to death.
Before long, Yang Xuan dived to the bottom of the river and was stunned by the sight.
The bottom of the river is like a place for burying bones. The places within our vision are full of human and monster bones. It''s hard to imagine how many people died here.
However, this is normal. Countless years have passed since ancient times. In the past, a large number of martial artists must have found this demon emperor''s grave, wanted to come in and look for treasure, but finally died here.
Yang Xuan looked carefully and found that although some human skeletons were seriously decayed, the skeleton still exuded a little jade like luster. It was obvious that they were strong in the divine power realm.
Looking around, there are some rotten weapons scattered on the layers of human bones.
Unless it was an artifact, it would eventually decay. Yang Xuan didn''t pick it up. He stopped breathing and swam forward along the water.
A few minutes later, there were still piles of bones in front of him, but Yang Xuan never found any treasure.
Buzzing, buzzing!
Suddenly, a strange sound came, and a large number of black strange fish came behind.
Yang Xuan didn''t dare to neglect. He moved, hid under a pile of bones, and disappeared.
WOW!
There are tens of thousands of black strange fish, each of which is only half a foot long, but one mouthful of thick white teeth is creepy.
Yang Xuan can see that these strange fish are ancient relics. It may not be terrible to be alone, but it''s terrible to be in groups.
Soon, the black strange fish went away, and Yang Xuan also emerged from the bones, carefully continued to move forward, and looked for treasure in the corpses at the bottom of the river.
In about half an hour, something in front caught his attention. It was a long black sword inserted into the chest of a human skeleton.
I don''t know what material this sword is made of. It doesn''t decay.
"Is it an artifact!"
Yang Xuan''s eyes widened, and he swam past with his hands and feet. He pulled out the long black sword from the human skeleton and focused on it.
The sword is three feet seven inches long and three fingers wide. The whole body is made of unknown black metal. The blade is shining with cold luster.
Yang Xuan gently waved his sword and scratched on his finger. Rao was strong, rough and thick, and couldn''t stop the edge of the black long sword. A hole appeared in his finger and blood was pouring out.
"Good sword!" Yang Xuan''s eyes were bright and full of praise. He didn''t stay at the bottom of the river for a long time. He went up carefully to the upstream, jumped out of the water quietly and fell steadily to the shore.
After looking around, he found that there was no danger. Yang Xuan shook his wrist and a silver long sword appeared in his hand. This is a top-grade spirit sword and the strongest among the many spirit swords in the storage ring.
At the moment, Yang Xuan held a long silver sword in his left hand and a long black sword in his right hand. With a wave of both hands, the two swords cut each other hard.
Click!
The silver long sword is broken and vulnerable, while the black long sword is intact. There is not even a small gap on the blade.
"It''s easy to cut off the top-grade spirit weapon. This sword is definitely an artifact!" Yang Xuan was shocked and excited. He wanted to look up to the sky and laugh. This is an artifact. He didn''t expect that the first treasure he found was an artifact.
"Eh, there seems to be a word on the hilt!" suddenly, Yang Xuan''s eyes coagulated and found two ancient characters engraved on the hilt.
Purgatory!
"Purgatory sword!?" Yang Xuan whispered. He waved his sword and cut it. The purgatory sword rang for a long time, and a sword was shot away. In an instant, he cut open the underground river in front of him, and the water waves were surging.
"Good sword, good sword, with this sword, my strength will be greatly improved, but the artifact still needs to recognize the LORD before its power can be fully released." Yang Xuan said to himself.
Generally speaking, artifact can be divided into attack, defense and assistance.
Among them, the attack artifact is also called the extreme magic weapon. Each extreme magic weapon can explode the extreme magic power, which is enough to destroy the sky and the earth.
Of course, the premise is that the cultivation is high enough, otherwise you don''t want to urge the power of the extreme Tao.
In Yang Xuan''s opinion, if he wants to give play to the extreme power of purgatory sword, he can at least reach the realm of life. Only by stepping into the supreme can he fully expose the extreme power of artifact.
"Life meteorite realm and even divine power realm can''t be reached in a short time. I''d better recognize the Lord first." Yang Xuan shook his head, bit the tip of his tongue, forced a drop of blood essence, and prepared to sacrifice the purgatory sword and let him recognize the LORD with himself. However, a strange thing happened. A drop of blood essence fell onto the purgatory sword, and the sword didn''t respond.
"What is it? You can''t recognize the Lord!" Yang Xuan frowned.
"The boy''s hair didn''t grow up, and he wanted me to recognize you as the Lord. It was beyond my power." suddenly, the purgatory sword trembled gently, and a childlike voice came out.
"Are you the spirit of purgatory sword?" Yang Xuan hurriedly asked after listening to the voice of purgatory sword.
"That''s right." the purgatory sword moved again, with a bit of pride in its voice.
"I don''t know what the master Jianling calls you?" Yang Xuan asked patiently. All artifact have artifact spirits. If you want to recognize the LORD with artifact, you need the consent of artifact spirits. If you can''t be recognized by artifact spirits, the so-called artifact is just an empty shell.
"You can call me purgatory boy."
"Purgatory boy?"
"Yes, just call me purgatory boy. Ah, I''m really a genius. It''s so nice to choose any name."
Purgatory boy cheered.
Hearing the speech, Yang Xuan was speechless. He seriously suspected that the spirit of the purgatory sword had just been born. Otherwise, his voice and character were completely like a little child.
Yang Xuan understands that artifacts do not have a spirit at the beginning. It takes a long time to accumulate before a trace of spirit can be born. This spirit will absorb the vitality of heaven and earth for years to grow. In this way, the spirit will become stronger and stronger, and finally become a "spirit".
This "spirit" is the spirit of the instrument. This is the existence of the "Tao". It has its own thinking and can practice itself.
It is said that there is a zhenpai artifact in the sword palace. It is a tripod. The tripod is named Canglong, and the tripod spirit claims to be the real king of Canglong. It has the combat power comparable to the peak warrior in the beautiful divine power realm.
This only refers to the spirit of the tripod. If you urge the extreme power of the Canglong tripod, it is enough to kill the ordinary supreme.
It is the sword God Gu tongxuan and canglongding that guard the sword temple. The sword temple can grow. Otherwise, it is difficult for the sword temple to develop in Zhongzhou with fierce competition by relying on the sword God alone.
The thought flashed in his heart. Yang Xuan asked, "well, boy, how can you recognize me as the Lord?"
"It''s easy. Get me something to eat." the purgatory boy said lazily.
"Er, immortal beings like you still need to eat!" Yang Xuan was surprised.
"This boy has just been born. He is not strong enough. Of course he wants to eat. Why, do you think it''s strange?"
"Cough, no, no, I don''t know what the boy wants to eat, bird''s nest abalone, or some other delicacies?"
"What do I do when I eat these vulgar things? Get me some luck."
"What, the Qi of creation?" Yang Xuan almost wanted to vomit blood. The fart child is really a lion. Where can he get the Qi of creation.
"Boy, isn''t your spirit a bit of nature? Although it''s not very pure, it''s better than nothing. Let me eat it." the purgatory boy obviously noticed something.
"That''s not good." Yang Xuan flatly refused. The Qi of creation in his spirit was contaminated when he was baptized by the light of creation. He can defend the spirit. How can the purgatory boy eat it.
"This won''t work, that won''t work, then you don''t want me to recognize you as the Lord."
"In that case, I''d better throw you into the river. That''s where you should stay."
As soon as the voice fell, the purgatory sword suddenly shook and flew out of Yang Xuan''s hand, but it didn''t fly far. It was floating and sinking in the void in front of Yang Xuan.
Seeing this, Yang Xuan calmed down and began to induce: "boy, you see, it''s fate for us to meet. Besides, my talent is not bad. I''ll achieve extraordinary achievements in the future. You''ll be very popular with me, and you can even condense your spirit in the future."