The sword casting hall of the Jiang State Palace, there was no one here when Yang Guo attacked the capital of Jiang Guo, and the Jiang Guo Fangshi who forged the sword had already fled, so that Long Kui was able to come to such a place where Long Yang did everything to stop her from coming without difficulty.
A large crimson sword-forging pool burned with perennial blazing flames, and on the sword platform in the center of the sword pool, a large purple sword was placed there.
As early as two months ago, the magic sword was already in a semi-complete state, and the magic sword body forged by various precious ores had been completed under the command of Long Yang, and it was only a matter of performing a blood sacrifice at a suitable time.
I saw Nightshade walk to the side of the sword pool that was still burning with crimson flames, and glanced back at the palace that had been boiling with murderous sounds, with a look of hatred on his face, and then Nightshade jumped directly towards the fiery sword-casting pool without hesitation, and the high-temperature flames instantly devoured Nightshade, and the blood of the maid belonging to Nightshade was also integrated into the magic sword at this moment.
Combined with the effect of the heavenly time in an instant, this magic sword burst out into a heavenly image at the moment when it had just been fused into the blood of the maid, making the magic sword that had not yet been cast to the end of the casting possess a powerful ghost power far beyond imagination.
"Hahaha, hahaha magic sword, such a divine sword will definitely make me go further, and it is still unknown to reach the realm of the unity of the human sword, I am here with the magic sword" I saw that the cultivator who had appeared next to King Jiang appeared again, and as soon as this appeared, the target was already locked on the demon sword that had just taken off into the air.
I saw that the short-bearded cultivator jumped forward with his right hand when he was still floating in the air, and when he laughed heartily, he reached forward with his right hand, and he was about to grab the hilt of the magic sword, but who knew that the moment he grabbed the magic sword, the joy on his face was completely gone, not only that, but also as if he had seen an evil ghost, as if he wanted to get rid of the magic sword that had just arrived.
But there is a sentence that doesn't say so, it's easy to ask God to send God, this magic sword was just held in his hand and suddenly seemed to be stuck in his palm, even if the short-bearded cultivator looked like he wanted to throw this magic sword out, but the magic sword never bit his hand and couldn't shake it off.
And the short-bearded cultivator who was targeted by the magic sword didn't last long, and in less than a cup of tea, he was already bloodless, and the spirit of the whole person seemed to be drained by the magic sword, and he lost the strength to resist and even had the strength to shout.
At this time, there was no desire in his eyes at all, if he was allowed to choose once, I am afraid that he would not come to fight the magic sword again.
It is a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and the short-bearded cultivator needs to pay the price for his wrong choice, and this price is his life.
After a breath, the short-bearded cultivator who had been absorbed by the magic sword turned into slag and lost his human form, and the magic sword seemed to be underfed, and it burst through the ceiling of the sword casting hall and flew into the sky of Jiang Guoguo's capital.
The magic sword was first formed, and the blood of the virgin alone was not enough to trigger the incomparably powerful power of the magic sword, relying on the power of the heavenly elephant, this sword was completed seventy percent without anyone casting, but it took a lot of life to fill the power of the magic sword when it was born.
Le Yuan, who was surrounded by him, looked at the magic sword that broke through the sword casting hall and flew into the air, revealing a trace of regret.
The casting of the magic sword means that the nightshade has sacrificed the sword, and the agreement between him and Longyang is to protect the nightshade, in a sense, the contract has been broken.
But he had to break the contract, the magic sword must be cast, and the appearance of Xiaokui in a thousand years is also from today's sacrificial sword.
Le Yuan ignored a group of Yang State soldiers and flew towards the location of the magic sword.
"Don't succeed, the magic sword is mine" Just as Le Yuan flew towards the magic sword, another cultivator of the imperial sword suddenly appeared, crossed Le Yuan and grabbed the hilt of the magic sword.
It's a pity that he doesn't know that the magic sword is not something that anyone can use, especially since the current magic sword is neither a finished product, nor is it suppressed by Xiao Kui, it is simply a thing that eats people and does not spit out bones.
The strength of this Taoist is not strong, and he can't even reach the B-level, this early bird is worthless, and suddenly it was absorbed completely without a few breaths, and the whole person turned into nourishment for the growth of the magic sword.
"Hey, a fierce magic sword, it needs to be forged as a human sacrifice, and it seems that I don't know how many people will be buried under its sword, or not, or not."
When many hidden cultivators saw the appearance of the magic sword, they knew that this sword was not as easy to hold as they imagined, and even if they continued to stay, it was hard to guarantee that it would not be planted in the hands of this sword.
And Le Yuan didn't flinch after seeing the "man-eating" magic sword, and continued to hold the sword in his hand, and suddenly used an amazingly strong ghost aura from the magic sword to try to pull out the essence of Le Yuan's whole body from his body, and sucked it into the magic sword along the hand holding his shoulder.
The power of this magic sword is amazing, and the fate of the previous two people is the best proof of this.
It's a pity that Le Yuan is not moved at all now, now Le Yuan's body is Longyang's, although it has some of the characteristics of Le Yuan itself under the erosion of Le Yuan's power, but in fact this is a dead man's body, and Le Yuan's soul can be withdrawn together with the newly born magic sword, after a short confrontation, the magic sword's childlike spirit found that Le Yuan couldn't move at all.
And Le Yuan instantly turned against the guest, invaded his own power into the magic sword, and forcibly turned the magic sword into his own use in an extremely domineering manner.
"Don't worry, I'm not here simply to control you, you want to grow, I will fulfill you, this tens of thousands of Yang Guo army can be regarded as my congratulatory gift for your newborn" Le Yuan's left hand brushed the two-hand-wide blade of the magic sword, and Le Yuan could clearly feel the soul bound by it in the magic sword.
The two Taoist priests sank inside, while the nightshade was asleep in the magic sword as if she hadn't woken up, and her soul had not yet adapted to this change after the sacrifice of the sword. rumble Le Yuan fell to the ground in an instant, and the huge waves that suddenly hit lifted up countless dust, and at this moment, tens of thousands of troops suddenly became blind.
And in the absence of a teammate around, Le Yuan became unscrupulous, rushing left and right in the army with a magic sword, and harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the Yang Kingdom with one sword after another.
Whenever Le Yuan used the magic sword to kill someone, that person's life was absorbed by the magic sword, and the soul was trapped in the magic sword and never wanted to be reincarnated.
When the dust cleared, the thick bloody aura had already enveloped most of the country, and more than a thousand soldiers of the Yang Kingdom had died in the battle just now.
"Hehe, I have absorbed the souls of such people, it must be enough for you to use that trick, you don't need to keep your hands, everyone here has to die" In an instant, the ghost power released from the magic sword turned into a giant magic sword hundreds of meters and ten meters in mid-air, and then slashed fiercely into the army of ten thousand in an instant.
Screaming and moaning and begging for mercy All the voices disappeared in an instant after Le Yuan swung his sword, tens of thousands of troops seemed so fragile, after the death of these people, the Yang Kingdom would definitely fall into decline, so the Yang Kingdom without the army would not be far from being destroyed.
And when the flesh and soul of tens of thousands of troops were all absorbed by the magic sword, the magic sword suddenly transformed again, and the ghost power was even better, and at the same time, the ability to turn hatred, resentment, and war intent into spiritual power was also opened, and Le Yuan instantly felt that this magic sword was feeding back to his spiritual power, as if he wanted Le Yuan to continue killing and provide him with more power.
"Your Highness, today the army of Yang Guo has all been killed, you have already created boundless killing, or follow me to the mountains and forests, take care of your heart, seal this magic sword well, and kill in vain, I am afraid that you will not end well."
I saw a middle-aged Taoist priest in a gray and blue robe, Edgeworthy, come to Le Yuan thirty meters away, and look at Le Yuan Dao, who had slaughtered tens of thousands of Yang soldiers.
"It's ridiculous to return to the mountains and forests to seal the magic sword, it's not me who should leave now, but you, you strangers are not welcome here, if you don't leave within three breaths, turn into a dead person and stay for me" Le Yuan's voice instantly spread to all places within a hundred miles of Jiang Guo's capital, and all the cultivators hidden in this area heard this warning without exception.
People who are weak and rational will automatically retreat after hearing this warning, and those who are confident in their own strength, and even those who are bold in the art masters don't take Le Yuan's words to heart at all.
After three breaths, the battle began again, but this was no longer the ant-slaughtering battle just now, and the remaining enemies were all advanced cultivators without exception.
In this era, this group of cultivators gathered in the capital of Jiang Guo is undoubtedly the top group of people, before the establishment of the major immortal cultivation sects, this group of people who are groping for cultivation is almost immortal even if it is not as good as the cultivation method of the establishment of the later generations.
The battle was fought in the dark, and no less than fifty people participated in the battle.
The strongest is no worse than the future Shushan Qingwei and Qionghua Taiqinglai, and half of the entire Jiang Capital was razed, which was only exchanged for Le Yuan's attempt to control the destructive power.
There were fifty belligerents, but forty-nine of them turned into the nourishment of the magic sword and left in this land forever, and the only one who could escape was not the strongest, nor was the highest, the only thing to be thankful for was that he had a good surname.
The person who was let go by Le Yuan on his own initiative was the ancestor of the Weng clan who founded the ancient town in the future, and today's battle can be said to be unforgettable for him, even giving up his cultivation, and returning to the mountains and forests has become his destination.
With the death of a large number of human beings, and the beheading of immortal cultivators, this magic sword emerged with ghost power through the heavens and the earth, and it seemed that even the heavens felt that today's killing was too much and cried and shed blood and tears, and the rain that fell was bloody, as if blood washed the earth full of corpses.
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After killing all the enemies, Le Yuan did not choose to pursue, but returned to the palace of Jiang Kingdom.
Long Yang is dead, and Le Yuan can't change this fact even if he uses his body to kill the Yang army.
Looking at the magic sword that had absorbed a lot of blood and soul, although Le Yuan felt that the power of this sword had skyrocketed now, it was still in an imperfect state, this magic sword had never been cast, and naturally there was no perfection.
Le Yuan stabbed the magic sword in his hand into the earth in the empty palace.
Upanishads Heaven and Earth Yuan Ling Slash In an instant, the original magic sword's extremely abundant spiritual power was mobilized by Le Yuan.
In the next second, under the effect of the great power of heaven and earth, the entire Jiang King's Palace and even the capital of Jiang Kingdom trembled, and in just a short period of time, it completely sank into the ground, and all traces of Jiang Kingdom disappeared without a trace.
Burying Jiang Guo means that Le Yuan's last thing in this era has been done.
Long Yang's body, which had lost the control of Le Yuan's soul, instantly collapsed and disappeared into ashes in this world, and at this moment, the Soul Returning Immortal Dream was activated, and Le Yuan came to a place he didn't expect at all. t1706231537: