Legend of the Swordking Chapter 989: The Seventh Floor Riot
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In the Sword Tomb Sky Prison, the moonlight is miserable, clouds are fluttering, and a cloud of ghosts floats above the thousands of rusty ancient swords. They all looked at me, showing awe. , The ghosts from the first to the sixth are all defeated by my men, and my breath has already produced a kind of spiritual shock to them.
After entering the seventh floor, the yin wind rushed in. The strong murderous and yin-spirit aura was suffocating. In the huge space on the seventh floor, bones and ancient swords lay quietly. On the barren ground for a long time, even Senior Sister Lin Muzhao had never been to the seventh floor, but I came early.
"Whh~~~"
On an ancient sword covered with dust, white light rises faintly, turning into an old form, an old man, holding a thin sword with flowing light in his hand, crane hair and white eyebrows, a fairy style. With the bony atmosphere, his eyes stared at me, and there were strands of transcendent sacred fire in his eyes. This was an ancient sword repairer who ignited the fire of the Holy Ruins in his lifetime!
It’s just that I can’t feel the sharpness of the sword saint, which shows that he is just a sage cultivating kendo, but when he crosses the calamity he did not induce the nine thunder tribulations of the kendo, so that even if he became a saint, In the end, it was not a Juggernaut.
However, opponents of this level have accumulated and comprehended a large number of kendo rules over thousands of years. I am afraid that their strength is not inferior to this generation of sword masters at all. It is very terrifying.
"Boy, who are you?" he asked lightly.
"The chief of the White Deer Palace, Bu Yixuan."
"Ha, the chief of the White Deer Palace?" He smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that after many years, the first young monk to break into the seventh floor of the sword mound was not a saint, but a young monk, so Said, has Bailu Academy finally changed its habits, and it is no longer the weather of yin and decay?"
I frowned: "Senior, please don't humiliate my teacher. I have a word to ask Senior. According to legend, the ghosts on the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb are all semi-holy realm. Why did the predecessor have already ignited the fire of the Holy Ruins, is it an anomaly?"
"Unusual number?"
The old man's eyes were shining, he hehe smiled: "Little guy, it's not an anomaly, but the whole seven layers are like this. All the yin spirits can practice again, and even break through again!"
"Huh?"
I couldn’t help taking a breath of cold. In the Sword Tomb Sky Prison, the reason why many ancient and even ancient sword repair Yin spirits will be suppressed is just because their strength stays in the realm of their lives and cannot break through. If Really, as the old man said, if he can practice and break through, sooner or later the sword grave prison will not be able to restrain these violent and ferocious ghosts!
I directly opened the eyes of the kendo gods and scanned the surrounding chaotic clouds. Sure enough, I found that there are strands of dark golden chain of order flowing in the space. Although it seems ordinary, the rules of time and space are actually destroyed. , The ghosts were originally suppressed in the stream of time, as helpless as a leaf boat, but now, the rules of time have been destroyed, so that the curve of the flow of time has changed. I am afraid it is these ghosts. Why can you start breaking through again?
"The big thing is not good..."
My heart is very cold. It must be the Shenyue Ruler. The Master and the Tianxin Empress sealed the Shenyue Ruler on the ninth floor of the Sword Tomb. It was originally to make this peerless treasure to be dusty forever, but she did not think of God. The power of the moon ruler has reached this point, and it can actually affect the rules of order in the sword grave, so that the seven-layer Yin Ling near the ninth floor has changed, and even broke through the realm. Is it worth it?
These yin spirits can break through the realm again, perhaps they can reshape their own swordsmanship, break through to become a sword master, and a sword master who has been suppressed in the sword mound for tens of thousands of years will be reborn. How terrible will it be? I'm afraid, even the upper saints of the upper realm may not be able to suppress it, right?
When I think of this, my heart feels even more chill, and I must know this matter, Master.
But when I contacted Master with the power of mind, I found that the space on the seventh floor was completely isolated from the outside world. All spatial connections were cut off, even the life imprints in the sound transmission bracelet It no longer emits light, and it can no longer sense people outside.
"Swish~~~~~"
Ahead, one by one proudly rises into the air. There are young Yin spirits holding long swords, and some old kendo elders, all of them pale and surging with the holy Dao aura, and all the holy realm cultivation bases. , All Yin Ling had all awakened, and all the realm had lit the fire of the Holy Ruins, so that the entire seventh floor was filled with vigorous sword intent.
"Shusha!"
The old man with the sword moved laterally to block the entrance from the seventh floor to the sixth floor, his eyes were cold, and he smiled: "Little guy, we have been waiting for you for a long time. Since we are here, do we still want to leave?"
"Do you want to rebel?"
My heart remained clear, and the holy energy in my body was overflowing, and a sword pillar burst into the sky, directly offering the shadows of the three sword souls, Beichen Feng, Yue Yuan, and Bai Xiula standing behind me. Like the gods, they have blessed my swordsmanship with terrifying power, which is comparable to that of ordinary swordsmanship.
"Rebellion?" The old man with the sword smiled slightly: "The past masters of Bailu Academy suppressed us here. It is an extravagant desire to absorb a ray of moonlight. Don't we have the right to resist? Since Bailu Academy is inhumane, we will stop. Blame me for the unrighteousness of waiting for the dead. You are the chief of the holy palace. Today, take your blood and sacrifice the flag first!"
I took a deep breath: "Could it be that you think that the disciples who can sweep the Bailu Academy by breaking through to the Holy Realm will not become?"
"Hahaha, isn't it?"
In the distance, a murderous Jian Xiu Yinling said, his eyes were withered, and two fierce lights shot out from his eye sockets, very violent, his sword dancing, wishing to wipe out everything.
"Yes, kill him!" A middle-aged yin spirit shouted lowly.
"Use his head to sacrifice our spirits!"
"Don't say so much, everyone in Bailu Academy is damned, they are not good birds!"
"Yes, kill him first, then find a chance to break the shackles of Jianzhong Sky Prison, rush out, and slaughter the despicable villains of Bailu Academy and Tianfeng Academy. I and the dead can also upset the upper realm!"
A group of sword repair yin spirits appeared irritable, and some people's facial expressions began to be distorted because of anger. The entire seventh floor was full of perverse and violent auras, and the sword intent flowed and was extremely chaotic.
This is a complete riot!
My heart was chilly, my eyes swept to everyone, I raised my hand and grabbed it in the air. The golden gleam of my palm turned into a long sword. It was the fairy bone sword. A low roar urged the true dragon technique in my body, and my whole body began to be covered. A layer of dragon armor, wisps of true dragon aura lingered around the body, and the breath of the whole person instantly became extremely detached, his eyes swept through the many ghosts, and said: "Come here, since you are looking for death, I will send you one by one. Go to hell!"
"The arrogant!"
"Bah, the chief of a college in a mere district is so rampant, even if your master comes here, I dare not do it!"
"Kill him, whoever, kill this stinky boy, and thwart him to vent my hatred!"
A group of evil spirits became completely irritable, but I also noticed one thing. Although they were angry, they didn’t seem to have the urge to rush me to sack me. It should be restricted by some mysterious rule, even The realm has improved, but he still does not dare to besie the challenger without permission, otherwise he will be severely punished.
I took a closer look, and among the clouds in the distance, there were strands of golden sacred rule rhythm. The breath was very familiar. It was a transcendent stone sword that pierced through the sixth and seventh floors. The stone sword was in the sword. In the center of the mound, only one blade can be seen, and under the stone-skin sword blade, strands of sacred inscriptions are spraying radiance, and it is this sword that suppresses the entire sword mound.
Yes, this sword of the town is the ruler of the Sword Tomb Sky Prison. As long as it is still there, no matter how strong the evil spirits are, they can’t do anything else. Even the evil spirits of the nine-tiered sword master are old. Just stay honestly, what can these seven-layer ghosts do?
After seeing through everything, I couldn't help but smile. It turns out that although the sword repair Yinlings have the ability to "rebel", they dare not openly challenge the Sword of God, otherwise they will immediately end up with a dissipated soul. Not to mention the Yinling, even the ancient sword they boarded with would probably be suppressed by the Shen Shenjian.
Come one by one, maybe there is still a chance to get out of the seventh floor of the sword grave alive!
……
As soon as the fairy bone sword was raised, I pointed straight at one of the many ghosts, a middle-aged sword repair soul, and said: "Come on, I will challenge you first to see how capable you are as a saint. Seven layers of rebellion!"
"Hmph, I will let you know how great it is!"
The middle-aged Yin Ling snorted coldly, and raised a broad sword in his hand. Suddenly the high-level aura of the sword-heart unity surged. Although his kendo level is not as high as mine, the rules are quite deep. Complete, so that my sword heart of all things could not help shaking.
"Dead!"
The broad sword swept across, engulfing strands of death rule kendo mood, as if there were countless souls lingering, it was chilling. This sword seemed to be an understatement, but it was so powerful that one accident might be swallowed by the death rule.
The rule of death, there are very few people who practice in the upper realm. Even the practice is some evil sects, such as the Immortal Pavilion. Immortal Gong itself contains a very strong mood of death rules. There is nothing in the world that is immortal and can not die. Extinction is nothing more than being in death itself.
The fairy bone sword slammed into the battle, and strands of golden text flew out of my body and turned into a sea of words. The Confucianism and Dao Qi machine could not be strong, and at the moment when a continuous burst of energy burst out from the fairy bone sword, countless rules were in the air Signed up a big "shock", it is the first sword of the Wushuang Nine Swords!
"Peng~~~"
What I didn’t expect was that under the death rule kendo, my Confucianism and Taoism sword arts were actually suppressed, and the shock word was directly smashed. The whole person was shocked to fly back dozens of feet.
The rest of the Yin Ling Jianxiu looked gloomy one by one, and someone reminded: "Lao Zhao, you have to be careful. This kid is well-deserved if he can walk through the sixth floor. His kendo...probably better than any of us present. One must be stronger."