Chapter 926

As a result, Liu Ming found that there was nothing else in the whole space except the broken sword mountain in front of him. There were white light curtains around the Qi Bi. On the Qi Bi, the Milky runes flickered continuously, and the sword Qi was absorbed into the runes from time to time, just like a mud ox entering the sea.

"Why?" Liu Ming suddenly took a deep breath, mobilized the pure magic power in his body, patted on the sword bag, and forced the yuan Ling flying sword down. Then he pushed his legs up to the sky.

A moment later, he turned into a golden light and came near the peak, on a platform.

Liu Ming reappeared on the platform when he retreated. Not far away from it, it was a simple stone tablet that looked old.

Next to the stele is a long golden sword which is only one foot long. The blade is about six or seven inches away from the hilt. There are two incomplete openings about the size of the thumb knuckle on the blade. The hilt is half incomplete

However, it seems that the sword is not too old. The dragon pattern on the hilt is still clearly visible, and it also vaguely exudes a sense of unyielding sword.

Different from the dense distribution of broken swords near the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain, there are no other broken swords within hundreds of feet of this sword, and there are no more than 100 swords on it. Besides, there are almost a sword tablet beside each sword, which naturally shows that each sword here has its own story.

These buried vicissitudes of the past will eventually be forgotten by the public, leaving only an ordinary stone tablet and the remnant sword still shining.

But these faint flashes, condensed into a perfect sword Qi virtual shadow, are still reminding everyone who enters here that the glory of these remnant swords once happened just yesterday.

"The sun sword!"

Liu Ming then looked carefully at the inscription on the stone tablet in front of him. Suddenly, he was slightly stunned, showing a trace of surprise.

He had noticed from a distance that the meaning of the golden sword was a little familiar. Now when he saw the word "sun", he suddenly realized that the sword was the golden flying sword that was driven by the shadow of the golden sun in the blue sky magic palace that day.

And Liu Ming once fought with Jin Lieyang's phantom many times in the mysterious space, which can be recognized at a glance.

At this moment, the golden sword in front of him seemed to feel where Liu Ming was. A burst of golden light burst out, and a strong and thick sword air rushed to his face, which made the sword bag at his waist loosen itself. It was also a golden light.

Liu Ming's reaction is very quick. He holds the empty sword in his hand with one hand and one claw. Without hesitation, he floats down the mountain.

When he returned to the foot of the mountain again and set foot on the earth again, the empty sword in his hand finally subsided.

As soon as he went up and down, Liu Ming could feel that although the broken sword mountain was from bottom to top, the remnant swords were becoming more and more sparse, but the strength of the sword Qi was just the opposite.

Just now, he didn't use doujiandan, and the burning sun sword was already in full swing. If it really reached the peak at the beginning, it would be very dangerous.

With this in mind, he decided to start from the bottom and fight with the ordinary flying sword. It's better to slowly hone it. After the flying sword is almost honed, he will fight the sword step by step.

After calming down for a while, he took out the entry sword Dan wrapped by three color fireworks from Xumi ring.

With one hand, he threw the sword Dan into the air. At the same time, he coagulated the sword formula in his hand. After a tremor, the golden sword shot into the air.

Then the sword formula in his hand changed. After the light golden sword Qi on the void sword condensed in the void, it turned into a light golden ball and hit the three color flame.

A dull bang!

The three color flame and the pale gold sword burst apart, revealing one of the silvery beads, which began to spin in mid air.

All of a sudden, a group of flames of different colors emerged from the void, and a faint smell of incense spread.

At the same time, all kinds of flying swords at the bottom of Duanjian mountain were singing, and the whole mountain began to vibrate slightly.

Whoosh!

At the foot of the mountain, on the wall nearest to Liu Ming, a broken gray sword about a foot long with a fist size gap on its body suddenly turned into a gray awn two or three feet long, shooting at the silver beads in the air.

"Go

When Liu Ming saw this, he gave a light drink in his mouth. He suddenly pinched the sword in his hand. After the golden sword hovered in the void, it suddenly disappeared.

After a flash, a long golden light suddenly reappeared, and directly rubbed the gray awn.

"Here comes the sound of tearing gold and silk!

There was a whine in the gray awn. The light gray awn on the gray sword disappeared, and it turned back into a dull broken sword again. Then it circled and inserted back into its original place.

On the nearby mountain wall, a light gray mist emerged and quickly wrapped the dagger.

"It seems that this broken sword mountain has the ability to nourish these broken swords." Liu Ming sees this, in the eye different awn a flash, softly muttered a way.

It's just a matter of two or three breaths from the gray sword shooting out to its re insertion into the sword mountain.

At this time, a burst of "hiss" came one after another, and more broken swords sprang up from the mountains one after another, turning into swords of different colors, whistling to the golden swords in the sky.

"Bad!"

Liu Ming jumps up in a hurry, grabs the sword Dan in his hand, and gains it as fast as lightning.

Although he had simulated how to use the sword fighting Dan many times in the dreamland before, he underestimated the Dan's provocation to these remnant swords.

……

At the same time, in a cave on Tianjian peak, a young man in a royal robe, wearing a jade crown, was sitting with his knees crossed, looking at a white light curtain in the void in front of him.

"Well, these old folks are getting more and more ridiculous! I'm just a junior in the realm of fake Dan. Although Feijian has been smelted in Xinghe Shaqi, it's much sharper than ordinary Feijian, but it's still a little too hasty to make Jianwan at this time. Tut tut... I've also given him the rank of Doujian Dan. If he can't control it, I'm afraid his life will be in danger. However, he is not a disciple of tianjianfeng. He can only see his own fortune. "

After a few words to himself, the young man in qingpao suddenly waved one hand and shot a roll of green light at the white light curtain.

After a faint ripple on the surface of the light curtain, "Puchi" turned into a little white light and dissipated.

……

At this time, Liu Ming, who was in the tomb of Duanjian mountain, was sitting with his knees crossed. On his forehead, there were beads of sweat falling down.

With his hands constantly pinching the sword Jue, a golden light in the void, in the pursuit and interception of dozens of light haze, the extremely nimble shuttle, from time to time issued the sound of "Ping Ping Ping" sword friction.

Because this entry-level sword fighting Dan is too powerful, hundreds of flying swords have been attracted to fly towards him in the short film carving time, and they have been fighting with the void flying swords.

There are a few flying swords that fight with each other in the void, which makes Liu Ming feel relieved.

Although most of these flying swords are the lowest level and the weakest in the whole mountain, hundreds of them rush up. Even though the empty swords are extremely sharp, they can't resist the wheel fight.

At this time, the golden light on the surface of the void sword was also a little dimmer than before. Even with the protection of xinghesha, there were many small cracks on the sword.

Liu Ming's own mental power is also consumed with the constant acceleration of Feijian. Even with the help of huazhichong and his mental power is far beyond his level, he can't bear it now.

Rao is so. Even if it was the sword repair in the early days of Zhendan, I'm afraid the sword would have been destroyed long ago.

At the same time, there are still flying swords on the mountain. It seems that they are attracted by the meaning of the sword here, shooting in twos and threes towards this side.

Liu Ming sighed a little helplessly. Then he made a move in the void with one hand. The golden flying sword circled and cut back the two flying swords as fast as lightning. Then he flew back to the sword bag at his waist with a "whoosh".

Then he stroked the sword bag with one hand to hide it. At the same time, he did not dare to delay to mobilize the mana in his body and infused it into the chariot totem on his shoulder. He immediately excited it. After the breath converged, he flashed away behind a huge bluestone at the foot of the mountain.

As he expected, the remaining 70 or 80 flying swords in the void began to fight with each other after losing their main target.

After a short time, those flying swords finally used up their last strength and stopped fighting. One of them flew back to the broken sword mountain. Some of them were dark and spiritually damaged. They fell to the ground in all directions.

Liu Ming closed his eyes and immersed his mind in the empty sword bag. He carefully observed the situation of the empty sword.

At this time, the situation of void sword was obviously not very optimistic. In addition to the small cracks I saw earlier, there were countless scratches on the sword. Although they were not serious injuries, they had to be warm for ten days and a half months to recover.

But Liu Ming is not in a hurry!

This mistake is caused by the use of doujiandan is not well controlled, there is such a gap, also just let it simulate the use of doujiandan in the dreamland.

At present, most of them are low-level flying swords. Later, if he enters the middle and upper layers of the mountain to sharpen the flying swords, if he doesn't control it properly, it may really cause the disaster of killing.

After thinking about this, he filled some elixir in his sword bag, and then he sat down in the same place, recovering his mental power and mana.