The Earth Is My Dantian Chapter 32: Zhu Xian Sword Array

Old Xuanwu looked down on the sword formation.

The sword formation knows a lot of embarrassment about it, and the last time Ye Sheng entered the Burial Soldier Valley, the sword formation didn't give all of the face, making the old Xuanwu hate it.

But Ye Sheng insisted on seeing the sword formation now, so Old Xuanwu could only lead Ye Sheng in with a stinky face.

In the Bingbing Valley, it is very dim, with no sky visible, and many peaks, some are unattainable, some are like swords, some are like swords, some are like halberds...

There are bones in one place, and there are many incomplete weapons. They used to be great weapons of great men, but as time passed, they all lost their spirituality.

In addition to these, Ye Sheng also saw the foul air here disappeared.

The last time I came, the internal medicine of Burial Soldier Valley was full of smoke, and many of the weapons in it were still killing each other, but this time it was different, it became quieter, and each weapon was doing its own thing.

Old Xuanwu walked inside with Ye Sheng and said: "Since that ancient weapon was detached, everyone consciously began to practice and understand the ultimate meaning of the magic weapon. Now Burial Binggu is quieter."

Ye Sheng nodded. It's not difficult to understand. The Bingbing Valley was very chaotic before. It was because there was no hope. Everyone was a weapon, and when it was destroyed, it was destroyed.

But it is different now. Ancient weapons have proven that even weapons can be detached. Once detached, they can get rid of the identity of weapons and completely become a new life.

The weapons in the Burial Soldier Valley saw a hope, and now they are working hard for it.

Ye Sheng and Old Xuanwu walked inside and soon reached the outer core area.

A Zhan Ge was inserted in the middle of a mountain peak, practicing silently.

Ye Sheng remembered it. The last time he came to take the corpse of the five old men, this warrior had taken action and was very irritable, but now it has become enthusiastic about cultivation and is constantly indulging in it.

There is also a warhammer, also practicing.

Ye Sheng also met an old friend.

Girl Aqing.

This is the spirit of a sword, transformed into a girl, very powerful, and named herself A Qing.

She was also cultivating, she just glanced at the arrival of Ye Sheng and Lao Xuanwu, and ignored them.

Ye Sheng and Old Xuanwu passed through a group of weapons and came to the sword formation.

If this were before, it would be absolutely impossible for two people to not play a few games.

But now, if you are looking for weapons to fight in the Burial Army Valley, no one will take care of you.

So Ye Sheng and Lao Xuanwu were also happy.

The sword array is sleeping.

The weapons in the entire buried soldiers valley are working hard to cultivate, but the sword formation is sleeping, and the breath that comes out of it turns into a tens of meters long sword energy, clanking, very terrifying.

This Jianqi watcher was terrified. Fortunately, Ye Sheng experienced the last time, but he was much calmer.

Old Xuanwu walked over, his eyes cast aside, and said: "Broken sword formation, I'm here in front of you, why are you pretending to sleep?"

Sword formation is pretending to sleep?

Ye Sheng looked curiously.

Boom!

Old Xuanwu's words made Jian Zhen suddenly open his eyes, his body swaying like a mountain, and his voice sounded like sword aura.

"I pretended to sleep because of your shameless gossip."

Old Xuanwu's face turned dark, he didn't want to say a word, and wanted to walk away, not taking care of this irritating sword formation.

But looking at Ye Sheng next to him, Old Xuanwu still endured it and said: "You think I want to come to you, I'm here for this little brother."

Sword Formation opened his eyes, his pupils were full of ciphertexts of the sword formation method, densely intertwined, forming distinct and terrifying pupils, staring at Ye Sheng, saying indifferently: "This is not the last time I took away the five old men. Boy, 100,000 years have passed, you are still so weak, shameful."

Ye Sheng was speechless, it was your time 100,000 years ago, and I only went there because of the trial in the Taoist Academy.

"Don't say you are not easy to break the sword formation. People are different from us." Old Xuanwu explained to Ye Sheng.

The sword array snorted coldly and said: "What are you doing with me?"

Old Xuanwu immediately looked at Ye Sheng, and he also wanted to know.

Ye Sheng did not speak, and directly drew out a sword.

Clang!

The sword energy stretches for three thousand miles, and one sword shines in nineteen states.

At this moment, Lao Xuanwu and Po Jianzhen were all attracted by this sword.

The difference is that the old Xuanwu is full of doubts and does not understand what this sword is.

While Po Jian Zhen looked at him blankly, his eyes widened, his mouth trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

How could it not recognize part of itself?

Ye Sheng drew the Absolute Immortal Sword, the sword aura flashed in the air, alarming the magic weapons around.

A Qing looked up and saw that he was in a daze.

Zhan Ge murmured: "What kind of sword is this, I feel flustered."

Other magic weapons are also watching, not knowing what happened.

But seeing Jian Zhen's body trembling, he stared at Ye Sheng, his eyes blazing, "Where did you get this sword?"

Ye Sheng did not say, but asked: "Do you know him?"

"It's already broken." Jian Zhen said bitterly with an incredible expression.

In that battle, the Zhuxian Sword Array was completely famous. Four swords killed the Chaos Clan masters, it was really a river of blood and a corpse.

But behind, the four swords collapsed and the sword master died. The sword formation ran away in a hurry, stumbled, and finally came to the Burial Army Valley, hiding here all the time, not daring to go out.

The sword array has always had its own consciousness~IndoMTL.com~ It clearly remembers the battle that year, so it was so excited.

This sword makes people tremble terribly.

The sword formation is heartbreaking.

The long sword and the sword formation are one body. Without any one, it is incomplete.

Even if the Four Swords reappeared in the world, they couldn't replicate their previous record without the formation.

Without the sword formation of the Four Swords, he can only hide in the Army Burial Valley, unconsciously for millions of years.

"Someone cast them all." Ye Sheng said solemnly, and suddenly pulled out three swords from his body.

Clang, clang, clang!

The world is in all directions, southeast, northwest, and four sharp long swords are suspended. Each sword has a terrifying aura, frightening the weapons in the Buried Soldier Valley. Everyone stared blankly.

"What kind of sword is this?"

"It feels like a great magic weapon."

"What is this, do you live long in Bubinggu?"

"It should be, I live in Buried Soldier Valley, are you discussing with the leader of the sword formation?"

A lot of weapons are discussing, powerful weapons are waiting and watching.

They found that the leader of the sword formation was emotionally unstable.

"Zhuxian Sword, Absolute Sword, Slaughter Sword, Concealed Sword." The sword array looked at the four swords obsessively, like a peerless beauty, tears running and tearing, and could not hide it.

Millions of years of wastefulness, the fighting spirit, pride and pride in the sword formation have not been wiped out at all. After it saw these four swords, the whole person was excited.

It remembers the battles that year.

"Neither copper nor iron nor steel. It was once hidden under Mount Xumi.

Without reversing Yin and Yang, is there no water to quench the edge?

Zhuxianli, slaughtered the immortals and died, and the trapped immortals glowed everywhere.

Jie Xian has changed infinitely and wonderfully, and Daluo is soaked in blood. "The sword formation surrounds the four swords and sings the war song that once belonged to them.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The battle song sounded, and all four long swords began to respond.