Chapter 230： Fire and Blaze

Fortunately, these Jianying and Jianzhong Ancient Swords did not come for themselves.

Hundreds of soul shadows have appeared on the body of the sword spirit dragon, and each soul shadow represents an ancient sword with a long history.

I saw those Jian Ying holding the ancient swords of the sword mound and the ancient swords of the soul shadow on the sword spirit dragon fighting together, shrouded in weird fog, Zhu Minglang felt that he accidentally broke into a thousand-year-old battlefield. The sound of the confrontation crashing together was noisy.

Zhu Minglang noticed that whether it was Jianying Ancient Sword or Soul Shadow Ancient Sword, they all wanted to integrate into their respective swordsmanship, as if there were really powerful swordsmen manipulating them with their minds!

Such a scene is indeed rare to see, Zhu Minglang stood in the interlaced blades, his eyes swept across different ancient swords.

Before, I was looking at the sketches on the stairs, but now I can see that those simple shadows are like dead ancients coming back to life, and I personally show them in front of myself, and even many long-lost swordsmanship appear in this so-called "Sword Demon Battlefield".

While Zhu Minglang was fascinated by the look, some of the sleeping inscriptions of the sword spirit dragon were glowing. They made some changes to the sword body of the sword spirit dragon. The texture of the sword pattern on it became clearer, as if a trace of fire liquid was flowing. , As long as it touches the air, it will burn immediately!

"Fire Scar Sword?"

Zhu Minglang saw a kind of ghost fire gradually igniting on Jianlinglong, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It is the new ancient sword that has awakened in the sword spirit dragon, which means that Zhu Minglang will gain another sword awakening power!

Some of the ancient swords are broken swords, some are rotten swords, and some are rusty as if they are not bladed, but every collision and confrontation seems to be re-forged, polished, poured into the furnace, and put into the furnace. The sword body withstands the scorching heat, removes all impurities, and becomes extremely refined!

The fire-scar inscription, it is precisely in such fierce confrontation that the sword is constantly awakened, and finally the entire sword body of the sword spirit dragon becomes red, as if it has just been taken out of the furnace, and those dark fire patterns are like twists on the sword. With a thousand-year-old ghost fire, the sword spirit dragon looks more evil and mysterious!

The flames are dazzling red, wild and violent, as if as long as a drop of red fire liquid touches the earth, it can turn the mountains and forests into ashes.

The flame will slowly fall silent again, transforming into a kind of ghostly night demon fire, like the flames of ghosts and charms, burning under the Nine Nether, it is the most yin to evil fire, but compared to the red fire, this kind of ghostly fire is It was more unstable, and it always appeared briefly and was immediately replaced by that surging wanton blazing fire.

"It's another kind of inscription pattern, it seems to be the Huangquan sword." Zhu Minglang looked at the sword spirit dragon who replaced the flame, and his face gradually showed surprise.

Jade Sword, Fire Scar Sword, Huangquan Sword...

These swords are all abandoned swords that Zhu Minglang is very familiar with. They have their own names, but they have long been rusty. When they were practicing in the abandoned sword forest, Zhu Minglang was very impressed with them!

Of course, at that time, they were basically the same as waste swords. The Jade Blood Sword did not drink blood to open the blade. The blade was flushed red, and the iron was cut like mud. The bright sun is enough to sear the whole earth.

In the same way, Huangquanjian did not possess this faint fire, and the sword body was full of phantoms, filled with a strange aura, as if immersed in the Nine Secluded Flame Pond under the Huangquan!

The two ancient sword sword souls were awakened at once, and two inscription patterns were obtained. I wish Minglang joy.

I didn't expect that I would have gained such a big gain when I strayed into this Mianshan Sword Tomb.

"I don't know if there are any other ancient swords that wake up, take a look again?" Zhu Minglang has no previous panic.

These famous swords and ancient swords fought back to fight, but did not hurt any grass or tree. Zhu Minglang was also immersed in them. On the one hand, he learned the flying swordsmanship, and on the other hand, he tried to break through the sword realm he had never reached before... …

Of course, if one or two inscription patterns can be awakened, then it will be a profit!

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Rising Sun Pavilion

Mianshan Jianzong is a head, three elders, five hall masters, and a group of female disciples who are wearing sarongs, waiting quietly in front of the Jiange mountain.

Several female princes, county lords, and city lords are sitting under the white umbrella pavilion with gorgeous costumes and a dazzling array of treasures and accessories. They are drinking wine and fruit while waiting for those who log on to this miraculous mountain.

At this moment, Hao Ye, a member of the Sword Sect of Yaoshan who arrived here last night, walked up. He glanced at the Sword Sect of Mianshan and opened the battle, his mouth slightly raised.

It seems that the Mianshan Jianzong and the dignitaries of the Mianshan Kingdom are actually very much concerned about this exchange of swordsmanship.

Looking around for a while, I really think that no one has stepped into this sword pavilion earlier than himself.

"Yuanshan Jianzong Yunyou Sword Master, Hao Ye!" Hao Ye's long hair is somewhat random and unruly, like a mess of weeds, probably because his appearance is indeed handsome, so it reveals a bit of a prodigal breath.

"Please take a seat." Bai Qin'an pointed to a delicate futon under the white tent.

"I'm the first to climb the mountain. I wonder if my climbing time is faster than other people who have visited the Mianshan Sword Sect before?" Hao Ye asked.

"Our Mianshan Sword Sect has not many visitors. I can't remember the past, but this girl is faster than you." Wen Mengru said.

Haoye turned his head and saw a woman wearing a light cyan veil.

He thought that the other party was also Sword Aunt!

After a closer look, Hao Ye realized that this was the girl who followed them up the mountain.

Haoye was distressed.

I thought that the only one who could be faster than my own was the perverted Zhu Minglang.

"I didn't have time to introduce in Xia Haoye, the wandering swordsman of the Mianshan Sword Sect." Haoye hugged his fist and said.

"Paintist, Nan Lingsha." Nan Lingsha responded faintly.

Haoye arrived in the capital last night, and immediately climbed the mountain early the next morning. He really hadn't had time to get to know this pedestrian.

Mainly because of this exchange of swordsmanship, they still need to support their faces. Although Yunzhonghe is the chief disciple, Yunzhonghe is indeed the worst one Wu Feng has ever led. Hao Wild is tantamount to being ordered in danger.

After sitting for a while, Wu Feng's figure slowly appeared on the climbing road.

He has a cheerful expression on his face, and seems to have gained a little in this sword spectrum mountain step.

Seeing that Hao Ye had arrived, Wu Feng was not surprised. Hao Ye was the most outstanding disciple of the Sword Sect in the Yaoshan Mountain in the past century, except for Zhu Minglang, although he had already left the disciple level and wandered around...

But Nan Lingsha had already arrived, and Wu Feng hadn't thought of it. She was not a swordsman, so how could she see these sword books more thoroughly?