Chapter 332

"Kara!"

There is a gap in the sky, and the black river like fog pours in, frantically suppressing all forces beyond the fourth sequence.

This is the ancient law of death,

all this is due to the desperate struggle between the three gods, which made the world that could have continued to collapse.

On the ground, the remains of the war, which had not decayed for five billion years, are rapidly weathering, including the magnificent city.

The only ones left were three ferocious corpses.

The two warders didn't want to die together, but the leader of the gray leaf tribe dragged them into the abyss of death to ensure that the plan was not hindered.

After the whole world has become a boundless desert, disappearing and collapsing, a headless corpse finally emerges. The various prohibitions covered on the corpse are also invalid due to the influx of the ancient law of death.

If the Muye leader could see the headless corpse, he would not choose to die together.

But now it's too late.

Now, with the collapse of the cage and the end of prohibition, the headless corpse has survived.

It stands in the dark world, even if all around is the ancient law of death, but also does not care.

Then it began to grope, looking for something, but in the end it got nothing.

It began to rage, crazy beat, every beat, let the ancient law of death generate a huge wave, this wave after wave, wave higher than wave.

Affected by this, the surrounding world suffered one after another, one after another disillusionment.

Finally, when the stars in the sky are less than a third, the body is exhausted and tired. Its left arm turns into a red fog. It seems that it has an independent intelligence and flies away first. It goes through the ashes cemetery and breaks free.

Because at the moment, the ash cemetery is just like a hurricane passing through, and the ancient law of death is also disturbed, with some loopholes.

Then, the body's right arm and left leg flew away in red fog.

The last one to fly away was the right leg. It seemed very reluctant, but it finally flew away.

Then, the body's trunk gradually withered, turned into ashes, disappeared, until this time, a sword came to light again.

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"son of a bitch! They are all bastards

The memory of publicity still existed in the moment when he was sacrificed by blood. It was so sudden and terrible that he almost thought he had gone to the hell.

Then he noticed that his soul somehow returned to the sword body.

Look around. It's dark. There's only a very, very far away place. There's a little white light guiding him. This is the mark left by the main body of the village building order. Otherwise, there are stars all over the sky, and he can't find his way back.

"Wait, what's going on? Is this still the ashes cemetery? "

Zhang Yang was surprised in his heart, but what was even more shocking was that there seemed to be a great change in his sub body, that is, the sword master level imperial sword.

First of all, the main body of the sword has become 300 Zhang long and 50 Zhang wide. If he hadn't released his soul realm, he would have hardly noticed it.

Secondly, there is a lot of heaven and earth aura stored in the sword. There is also a super terrible sword aura. In addition, there is a terrible power that he can't touch at all. As long as he feels it, there will be a kind of terrible power that his soul will explode.

Well, is it a fairy sword?

Fortunately, it's still a blatant sword. Without an independent sword spirit, he can still do whatever he wants.

For example -

"boom!"

Zhang Yangcai wanted to fly with his sword, but in the next second, a remnant star was blasted directly.

And his original intention was to use the final star as a reference.

"I don't know. What happened?"

Zhang Yang doesn't dare to toss. This sword must be advanced, at least immortal or divine.

But that's not the point. What about the God level swords? Can I watch the sunrise with my sister? He still has to regenerate his body.

So he began to investigate carefully. He couldn't be careless. Although the inside and outside of the sword were not fortified against him, the problem was that his soul level was too weak.

Soon, Zhang Yang found a thing that made him ecstatic.

On the body of this immortal sword, a drop of bright red blood is sealed. This is what he left when he was injured after triggering the fortress guard.

I don't know why this sword was preserved in this way.

Just like at that time, the sword foresaw that Zhang Yang would be sacrificed by blood.

But at this time, where does Zhang Yang think about these details? It's too late for him to be happy. It's good to be reborn and resurrected.

Then it's easy.

After all, Zhang Yang is a man who has died more than once. His essence and blood are still there, his soul is still there, and his sword spirit is not lacking. He is short of spirit. I don't know why, there are only six of his thirteen.But that's when he doesn't care.

Taking his own drop of blood essence as the core, he first put in six parts of spirit, and then carefully spread out some terrible sword Qi from the immortal sword. These sword Qi were so terrible that if he didn't make it public, it was the immortal sword at the moment, and the immortal sword was himself. He couldn't guarantee that he would succeed.

In the end, Liufen spirit combined with liusi sword spirit, which is the ultimate.

He can't bear any more sword spirit.

"Recast soul vein sword pill!"

Zhang Yang controls it, and integrates the first spirit and sword Qi into the essence and blood. In the void, a purple and gold sword shadow is formed immediately, and 999 blood colored silk threads spread around the shadow, which is the soul pulse of one of the nine heaven veins of sword cultivation.

It's very important for Zhang Yang to send half of his soul consciousness to him immediately and make sure that there is no problem.

The soul is a person's business card. If the body is gone, it can be reborn. But if the soul is mixed with mischief, it is death.

"Recast Xinmai Jianwan!"

"Recast Yimai sword pill!"

With the soul pulse, the second step is to immediately recast the heart pulse and the mind pulse. This is the basic dish that a sword cultivator must have. With these three heavenly veins, even if there is any change, he will not panic.

Soon, two more purple and gold sword shadows formed rapidly, and 999 blood colored silk threads spread around the shadow. These silk threads are the unique meridians of sword cultivation. They will take sword Qi as the basis, essence and blood as the medium, and finally recast the body.

"Well, the soul pulse is six, the heart pulse is six, and the mind pulse is six. It's not bad."

Zhang Yang is very satisfied. In fact, he can promote these three heavenly veins to the extreme at one time, because the sword spirit in that immortal sword is huge and powerful. As long as he dares, he can definitely break through his strength to Mahayana.

But Zhang Yang doesn't want to be a sword demon. The soul pulse is the soul, the heart pulse is the trunk, and the meaning pulse is the limbs. The three heavenly veins are so important that it's better to be safe.

Next, Zhang Yang recast the Lingmai sword pill. This time, it's more smooth, and the importance of Lingmai is much weaker than the previous three Tianmai.

However, when he recast Shengmai and Diemai Jianwan again, something finally went wrong.

Because a black fog rushed into the shadow of the dead pulse sword uncontrollably.

At this moment, Zhang Yang was scared to death, because the black fog was the ancient law of death!

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