Chapter 586 Sword Light

After a closer look, I found that these corridors are very neat, and the surrounding walls are very smooth, which are accumulated by pieces of rocks. The ceiling above the head is composed of whole rocks, which looks very primitive and rugged. Unlike usual, this corridor is not very good. It is clean, but there is a lot of dust, which looks a little dark. On the originally smooth wall, I don't know when there were many knife marks, sword marks and cracks and pits formed after the explosion.

Seeing this, I don't understand. There must have been countless wars here, and this is the periphery.

Thinking of this, the cloth quietly opened the magic clothes and wrapped the inner three layers and three outer layers. Only then did they step out. This is an ancient relic. God knows that something strange will appear, so it is better to pay attention to it.

Although the corridor was extremely dark, under the eyes of the cloth clothes, like the day, I found a lot of strange white dust, which was scattered on the ground very regularly. Looking at the dust, the cloth clothes sighed and meditated a rebirth spell. The dust is not dust, but the body that has been dead for many years has even turned into ashes. In the middle of these white dust, there is a long rusty knife. Fu Yi estimated that this long knife is the key to the death of the body.

As soon as the cloth consciousness moved, the long knife automatically floated in front of his body. The rusty knife body quickly fell off, revealing the cyan knife body. At the same time, a very fierce breath emitted from the knife body, and the knife body kept trembled, as if to be out of the control of the cloth.

"The heavenly magic weapon-level knife has actually had some consciousness. Although it is not complete, as long as you are here one day and absorb the fierce spirit in the air, you will definitely be promoted to a spiritual weapon one day. Unfortunately, it is a murder weapon, which is not at peace with others."

The cloth can feel the fierce spirit emanating from the knife body, with an extremely strong resentment, which promotes the continuous strengthening of the prohibition in the knife body. One day, it will definitely become a murder weapon. This kind of thing has become a demon and cannot be controlled at all.

Thinking of this, he slowly pointed out with one finger. The fierce knife seemed to feel the idea of the cloth. The fierce spirit continued to rise and the desperate struggle. However, this was futile. No matter how far he struggled, the finger of the cloth pointed on the knife body.

The trembling blade suddenly stopped, as if it had lost its strength, fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The fierce knife close to its level can't resist a finger of the cloth.

Bu Yi looked at his fingers and nodded in his heart, "Pure power really ignores all the changes in rules and directly destroys the source. Unfortunately, my power is still too weak to cause damage to things below the spiritual weapon. If it is a real spiritual weapon, it will be used as a magic weapon."

Raise your feet and move on.

I don't know how long this corridor is. It is winding and stretching to the extreme distance. As I walk, I look around, and the eyebrows of the cloth are getting tighter and tighter. The more inward, there are more weapons and dust on the ground. Some corpses may be very powerful before they were alive. Tens of thousands of years later, the bodies have not been completely weathered, and white bones have been left in the corridor, which looks very horrible.

Accompanied by the bones are strong deadness and a stream of evil spirits. These evil spirits are filled with the resentment of the deceased, which makes people feel creepy.

In addition to the bones, there are weapons and broken magic weapons on the ground, which have basically been completely destroyed. Occasionally, one or two pieces are also semi-damaged and cannot be used at all.

I don't know how many miles I have walked, but Buyi found a fork. These two fork seem to meet in one place and lead to another fork. The most obvious thing is that the corridor is very small, and the other one at the intersection of the two fork is more than twice as wide and high. Needless to ask, the tall one must be the main channel. .

Seeing this, Bu Yi raised his feet and left. At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in another corridor. Hearing this, Bu Yi stopped and looked at the corridor.

Is there infinite channels in this channel, which slowly combine into one and eventually lead to the end? That's what the cloth wants.

The footsteps slowly became louder, and soon, a thin figure appeared in the eyes of the cloth, and the cloth was stunned, because he did not feel that this thin figure was not a human, but a human-shaped puppet, so it goes without saying that the person who commanded him must be taught by Zhushan.

Seeing this, Bu Yi turned around and left. Zhushan taught it and was not interested.

The cloth clothes saw the puppet, and the puppet naturally saw him. He suddenly stopped and stopped. The strength of the cloth clothes is the people taught by Zhushan. Whether it is the void fortress or the ancient bronze man, they are all gods. Ordinary people can't resist it at all, let alone these little shrimps. When the cloth is far away, it will move forward carefully.

There are more and more corpses on the ground. After meeting several channels in the middle, the main channel is getting wider and higher. By the time of the fourth intersection, the main channel has become extremely tall, more than ten feet high, which is eye-catching, and then a strong mana fluctuation like a corridor. From afar, the cloth consciousness moved, and the consciousness explored it, but then frowned. No wonder he didn't feel the puppet just now. It turned out that the consciousness was unconsciously limited. With the strength of his consciousness, it could only extend for about 100 feet, and more than 100 feet, it disappeared inexplicably, and the damage Not to mention the walls, they can't even penetrate.

Bu Yi frowned, but he was also a nervous person. He walked straight forward and soon saw the side of the fight. He didn't know either of them, but from the sense of breath, one was a righteous monk and the other was an evil monk. Both of them were masters of the transformation period. In this limited environment, the fierce fight was an incomparable drama. Lie, your vitality fluctuates strongly when you come and go.

The righteous monk's flying sword seems to be of heavenly weapon-level quality, emitting extremely strong sword light and cutting it off with one sword. The evil monk can often offset it with seven or eight spells. However, he has a ten thousand ghost flags in his hand, which can summon three ghost king-level evil spirits and fight with the sword light. , the evil spirits at the level of the ghost king are already very strong. A pair of ghost claws are comparable to earth weapons. The sword light is cut on it, emitting endless fire light. Although the evil spirits are repeatedly retreating, there are three evil spirits. With the joint hands, the flying sword is also helpless.

At this time, the cloth clothes appeared, and the two of them fought against each other. With the strength of rebound, they retreated and looked at the cloth clothes with bad eyes.

The righteous monk did not know the cloth. When he saw the cloth, he did not look up to it very much. He suddenly became careless, turned his eyes and looked at the evil monk again. The evil monk was different. He knew the cloth, and his eyes were suddenly full of great fear, and his face hid you up.

At this time, Buyi also saw the evil monk. This evil monk in the godhood was one of the Shoushan Taoist temple in the Shoushan Mountains that day. Seeing this, his eyes were cold, and the murderous spirit in his eyes was like substance. He cut to the monk and said indifferently, "You can make your own!"

Touching this extremely indifferent murderous spirit, the evil monk's body was shocked, and thousands of thunder exploded in his consciousness. His face was extremely pale, and the murderous attack was also a kind of divine attack. However, the evil monk fell into the wind. However, the evil monk always licked blood with the knife and clothed a cloth. A sentence still couldn't suppress him. As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly calmed down, the evil monk sneered, "You are not qualified to want me to judge yourself." Come on, his body paused, and the ghosts shook, and the endless dead air condensed into a gray fog, wrapping him in it, turning him into a gray light, and flying into the passage.

The righteous monk was shocked when he saw this. The person he looked down on actually shocked the evil monk away in one sentence. What's the situation?

When he was shocked, his indifferent body became more indifferent, and the temperature of the air around him plummeted in a moment, as if he had entered the North Pole. He stepped out and disappeared.

When the Taoist priest saw this, his eyes were full of horror, "Transportation, this is the magic power of space. Who is this boy? Why is it so horrible? Why have I never seen it?" He wanted to return, but his feet kept turning into a sword light and flying into the passage.

Although the rules of this world have been strengthened a lot, as long as the magic power of the rules is used to decline sharply, the struggle between monks originally tested the understanding of the rules. At this point, it has become a battle between mana. As long as the rules are not used, it will not work on the power of the rules to understand.

The hand of cloth almost broke the concept of the righteous monk coming here.

"It's not that the rules can't be borrowed, but the rules you understand are still too shallow."

The old man thought so in his heart.

At this time, a fierce and bright sword light suddenly came from the corridor. The sword light was very fast, but it disappeared in a flash, but the sword spirit from the sword light hit the old man's mind fiercely. What kind of sword is that? It is the extremely domineering destruction, as if everything in the world is here. The sword will be ruthlessly destroyed. It's too domineering, too powerful, and what is that? The power of life, the power of life and death. Oh, my God, who is this?

The old man's heart twitched.

The meaning of life and death reappeared in the world after disappearing for hundreds of years.

At the same time, a sad scream came from the place where the sword light disappeared.