Chapter 63

Jianfeng's killing spirit made many disciples feel uncomfortable, especially Yingfeng's female disciples left in groups.

Not long after, a sword light came. Ning Ling's face was as cold as frost. She followed Wang Yuan behind her. A male disciple of Jianfeng nearby said, "the military grave will be opened immediately for one day. Soldiers have a spirit to choose their master. What weapons they can get depends on your own creation."

Then he shook his hand and a huge sword fell from the sky and stabbed a hill not far away. After a position shook, the hill slowly cracked a crack of 100 feet.

Through the gap, people seemed to hear the roar of countless weapons. It was the breath that had been suppressed for a long time. It was the soul of soldiers eager to fight with the enemy and return to the battlefield.

The new disciple bee pupa entered, and the scene inside made their scalp tighter. Countless weapons were obliquely inserted on the ground. It was dark red, and some places were brown. At a glance, the air was full of the fishy sweetness of rust for a mile, and it was unclear whether it was iron or blood.

These weapons have been used in the battlefield. Even if they are not, there is a kind of bloody battlefield in washing the ground. Soldiers do not bathe in blood and do not know the spirit. The spirit of soldiers is piled up by the dead.

These weapons are not high-quality goods, but they contain such terrible evil Qi here. These ordinary weapons can't bear it and collapse, but the weapons blessed with aura can absorb the evil Qi here and make the weapons more powerful.

The longest sword inside has been standing for hundreds of years, with blood and rust. Each one has an unspeakable smell.

"Such a heavy evil spirit, can't these swords kill people!" the new disciple was shocked by the scene in front of him, and the unseen soldier grave was really shocked.

Wang Yuan took a deep breath. Naturally, all the weapons in Jianfeng were acquired by the army tombs, and this is also their training place. The deep evil Qi here is most suitable for sharpening the heart of the sword.

He looked at Ning Ling in front of him, turned and walked into the crowd.

"Brother!"

Wang Ruolan saw Wang Yuan and ran over with a smile. Li Ao also came from the crowd.

Wang Ruolan has condensed gas on the second floor. Now Li Ao is the highest of the three. Li Ao resisted Wang Ruolan and said, "what's the matter that you asked to inquire about?"

At the beginning, Li Ao asked Wang Ruolan to help him lead the red line in Yingfeng. Wang Ruolan glanced at him and said, "come on, you, my female disciple of Yingfeng is not something you can think of."

"Don't introduce me. I'm on the third floor of condensing gas now, and my qualification is also good. Just tell me, maybe I'll lead one..."

Li Ao chattered endlessly. Wang Ruolan ignored him directly, but said to Wang Yuan, "brother, you are Jianfeng. Tell us if there are any skills in weapon selection."

Wang Yuan touched her head and said with a smile, "there are no skills. The weapons here are psychic. You can walk by yourself. If you really meet you, you will feel it."

"By the way, where's Xu Xian? He won't really dare to come?" Wang Ruolan looked for a long time and didn't find Xu Xian in the crowd.

"He is sure to come. Let's go for a walk first." Wang Yuan walked in one direction, where there were the most sword soldiers.

At this time, at the entrance of the military tomb, the two figures walked strangely and helped each other. It was Liu Wangyang and Yang Lin. the surrounding Yaofeng disciples looked contemptuous and shouted retribution in their hearts.

"Damn Xu Xian, don't let me catch him, or I'll have to let him shed a layer of skin." Liu Wangyang gnashed his teeth.

"That boy seems to be able to change looks, but elder martial brother Liu has prepared a means for me. If I get close, I will detect it." Yang Lin takes out something similar to a bronze mirror, which depicts array patterns and functions like a magic mirror. It has recorded Xu Xian's breath. As long as Xu Xian gets close, it will automatically prompt me.

They moved over step by step. Before long, a thin man with two moustaches came in. It was Xu Xian who had changed his face.

It looks very obscene. It belongs to the kind you absolutely don't want to say hello when you meet.

Sure enough, several female disciples of Yingfeng saw him as if they were avoiding the plague, but Xu Xian was more and more satisfied. Naturally, what he wanted was this effect. She smiled and walked inside with satisfaction.

Xu Xian looked around. All the weapons inside were extraordinary. He looked all the way. According to sister Yao Yao, the really valuable weapons were deep.

At the moment, a shout attracted the attention of many people.

See, at a soldier's grave, bursts of roar sounded, and a long knife hummed and vibrated "humming!"

The long sword flew up automatically. It was cold and dazzling. The sword body seemed to be stained with blood. It was full of evil spirit. It was like swearing to get out of its scabbard in the air. In front of him was a strong young man. When Xu Xian saw this man, he still knew him. It was Huang Qiang.

"The sword chooses the Lord! It's really the sword chooses the Lord!" the disciples around were shocked and envied.

Huang Qiang looked at the treasure knife in the air. He liked the sweeping force of opening and closing. The knife automatically fell into his hand. Huang Qiang stroked the blade and was full of pride.

"This Sabre is called split mountain. It can open mountains and split stones. It can enter the third grade magic weapon. It's very good." the old disciple of Jianfeng nodded slightly.

"Crack the mountain! OK, it sounds strong enough!" Huang Qiang waved the long knife. The knife is 100 Jin. If he hadn't had the strength of condensing gas layer 2 and Reiki blessing, he would have used all his strength to lift the knife alone.

Since Huang Qiang, there have been many movements, including knives, guns, sticks, axes, axes, hooks and forks, and all kinds of weapons.

Xu Xian walked from the periphery. There was no movement all the way. Just when he passed a socket, he suddenly heard someone laughing excitedly: "hahaha, my weapons are really extraordinary!"

Xu Xian looked back and saw that the man was Liu Wangyang. There was a lot of movement in front of him. It was a sword with divine light flowing on it.

The sword fell into his hand. Liu Wangyang waved a few swords and injected a little aura, then he could hear the crisp sound of breaking the air.

"It's rare that this sword can arrange the top four magic weapons." an old disciple tut exclaimed.

A long gun also appeared in front of Yang Lin, with the same momentum. They were excited and didn't notice the flash of the bronze mirror around their waist.

Xu Xian continued to walk inside. The evil Qi here was not natural accumulation, but more like the implantation of the day after tomorrow. Xu Xian squatted on the ground, and the weapons here were put here again and again.

But the ground was red as blood, and there was a trace of blood when I heard it carefully. These evil spirits obviously came from these soils. Xu Xian reached out to touch the soil. At the moment, a fierce evil spirit was like a sharp thorn. For a moment, Xu Xian trembled all over, and the sea of spirit was impacted. Scenes of chaos flashed by, Xu Xian can't see clearly, but she can clearly feel a power that can be subdued by heaven and earth.

"Let go!" a loud roar instantly woke Xu Xian up. A disciple of Jianfeng pulled Xu Xian away and said sternly, "you belong to that peak. You can't touch things here without being told?"

Xu Xian took a deep breath. The evil spirit was so amazing. If he didn't know that there were two soul grabbing cones in the sea, it would give him a headache for half a month this time.

"I slipped my hand for a moment..." Xu Xian could only explain.

Many people around have seen it. Jianfeng disciple's eyebrows are locked. Now Xu Xian's appearance is not pleasant. He hums coldly: "soldiers have spirit. You can't touch them with your hands, otherwise the evil Qi accumulated here can even turn you into idiots! Take care of yourself!"

With that, Jianfeng disciple left.

"Who's this guy? He's really... Unspeakable."

"This man is really born from his heart. He clearly explained that he should not touch indiscriminately. He is cheap!"

"Younger martial sister, stay away from such people. You are careless..."

Xu Xian didn't respond to the discussion. He still looked at the boundless bloody land. If the previous picture was true, it was all dyed red by a drop of blood. It's hard to imagine how this exists. Just a drop of blood can form such a evil land.

At this time, the whole army grave shook, and there was a golden light in the deep, like water patterns, and the spirit of heaven and earth poured in wildly. This formation could not be caused by the people in front.

The crowd passed one after another, and a long golden stick was suspended in the air, with the carving of a fierce beast on it, which was like a living creature in the golden light.

"Red gold stick!" someone who knew it exclaimed: "five kinds of magic weapons are made of red gold. They are integrated with the blood essence of four kinds of fierce animals. When one stick falls, it is like a fierce animal killing. It is a good treasure that Yongquan friars rarely ask for!"

In front of him was Moji. As soon as he waved, the red gold stick automatically returned to his hand. It felt as if there was a fierce beast roaring, and Moji finally showed a smile.