Chapter 226 Ten Thousand Swords

Tomb Yunfeng's heart jumped, "Senior!"

"Oh, I'm so excited. How much time have I been so excited? Boy, I just suddenly thought of the fairy weapon that suits you best. It really takes no time to come! I almost forgot. You boy has just broken through the realm of killing heaven, and you rely on it!" The voice of the spirit is still mixed with excitement, and it is obvious that the excitement in his heart is uncontrollable.

"Break through the realm of heaven, what do you mean by predecessors?" Tomb Yunfeng's heart moved and what he thought of.

"Well, the world of swords you have just entered is not my own ability, but my ability to copy from a fairy weapon. And if you want to break through the Taoist realm, the opportunity is here. The spirit said excitedly.

Tomb Yunfeng's eyes lit up and waited for the device spirit to continue to speak.

"The world of the sword is exactly what I have created with a little bit of the killing artistic conception fairy weapon. If you can have this artistic conception fairy weapon, with the help of the artistic conception of a fairy weapon, I think it is enough to help you break through to the Taoistic realm in this half a year. At that time, everything will be much better!" The spirit couldn't help saying anxiously.

Tomb Yunfeng was also overjoyed. He hugged his fist slightly and said, "Thank you, senior!"

"Well, I don't like these vulgar things. Wait a minute, I need some time. This fairy weapon is a sixth-order top-grade fairy weapon. Even if it is me, it will take a lot of savings to copy it. Fortunately, I remembered all the messages of that guy. Hey hey..." The spirit laughed twice and no longer paid attention to the tomb Yunfeng.

"Fairy weapon! I'm going to have a fairy weapon. I don't know what kind of fairy weapon it is?" Tomb Yunfeng is also excited. Anyway, there is still some time left for the immortals to come. It is false for Tomb Yunfeng to say that he is not excited.

Boom...

When the tomb Yunfeng is in a twe, the whole world is shaking, the great changes are coming, and the whole world is spinning. In an instant, the world of swords was formed again, almost exactly the same as the previous world. However, this time, the countless sword shadows are sharper and more solid.

Countless golden sword shadows roared continuously. Strangely, when these sword shadows came to the tomb Yunfeng, they passed directly and no longer attacked him.

"Ky, don't be distracted. Feel the artistic conception of this ten thousand sword demon map. One hour is enough for you to have some insights. The rapid voice suddenly sounded around, which made the tomb Yunfeng look stunned and dared not be distracted.

"Wanjian Mo's evil map? That sounds good!" Thinking of this, Tomb Yunfeng closed his eyes and began to feel the artistic conception of the fairy.

The artistic conception is a mysterious power. This power is silent, invisible and traceless, but it really exists. The power of artistic conception comes from people's hearts, people's consciousness and will. It is also for this reason that if you want to break through the Taoist situation, you need to constantly hone your mind and experience the world to form your own artistic conception.

At this time, Tomb Yunfeng is equivalent to being in an artistic conception that will not hurt himself, deeply feeling the existing artistic conception, so as to break through himself.

First, he was immersed in this mysterious power. Tomb Yunfeng entered a muddle-headed world. The feelings in his heart were immersed in his heart little by little, and the seeds of artistic conception gradually took shape in his heart, waiting for one day to completely germinate and grow.

Outside the tomb cloud maple, countless sword shadows keep converging, crossing the mysterious strangeness, converging towards a place, where there seems to be something to attract them.

Time passed minute by minute, and Tomb Cloud Maple could not feel the passage of time at all. And the countless sword shadows in the outside world are also getting more and more urgent, converging in that direction faster and faster.

More than half an hour passed, and the sword shadow gradually became thinner, and the place where countless sword shadows converged became staring.

At a glance, there seemed to be ten thousand sword shadows inverted into the void in the air, dense and golden glittering into a giant painting composed of golden swords. This huge painting, which presents a three-dimensional state, gives people a sense of great visual and spiritual impact.

Wow...

The shadows of swords are gathering one after another. The golden light has wrapped the void where the ten thousand swords gathered together, making it difficult for people to see the details inside.

Hum!

Suddenly, a loud noise spread, and Tomb Yunfeng's eyes also opened at this time. He had already felt a mysterious energy suddenly formed, shocking his heart.

"It's spectacular!" Opening his eyes, Tomb Yunfeng looked at the void that brought him a sense of shock. There, a huge painting unfolded in the air, like a huge mountain suspended in the air, giving people a deep sense of deterrence.

The light flashed out of the huge painting, and then the light retracted and gradually faded, revealing the real body of the giant painting.

The whole giant painting is ten meters long and more than six meters wide, and the surrounding flowers are golden. On the giant painting, ten thousand sword shadows form a beautiful pattern, which looks like a golden palace, but the palace is just composed of a golden sword. In fact, a continuous stream of forward transmission from the giant painting actually caused the continuous sound of swords in the void.

The most dazzling golden sword stands firmly at the top of the palace above the huge painting, as if it were the center of these ten thousand sword shadows, flashing with a thrilling momentum and breathtaking.

Tomb Yunfeng's eyes suddenly flashed. From the huge painting, he felt a faint cold air coming out of it. Just as his eyes flashed, a dark cloud flashed after the palace. Suddenly, the golden palace was built on a dark cloud, giving people a cold and false feeling.

"Well, this is the magic map of ten thousand swords, which is definitely suitable for your fairy weapon. This ten thousand sword magic map is not as simple as artistic fairy weapons. You should feel that there is still the power of darkness here. Unfortunately, you have not practiced the dark way, so you can't use the magic power that belongs to the dark way. The voice of the spirit sounds a little weak at this time.

"Dark magic power, the predecessor means that this fairy weapon is also used for nine fairy weapons?" Tomb Yunfeng's heart moved and hurriedly asked.

"Well, there are three magic power in the magic map of ten thousand swords. This picture is a fairy weapon that integrates the artistic conception of killing, the dark way and the magic power of killing, and it is not an ordinary sixth-order fairy weapon. My inventory for thousands of years has been consumed by this guy. I can't afford it!" There was a trace of heart palpitation in the voice of the spirit, as if a little anger was captured by this copied fairy weapon.

"What is the magic power of this picture?" Tomb Yunfeng asked urgently, the three magic power of fairy weapons, and it is strange that Tomb Yunfeng is not in a hurry.

"If you don't have time to ask this, you have to subdue it first. Fortunately, this fairy weapon has just been refined and has not yet formed a spirit. You don't need to work too hard. You only need to drip some blood and you should be able to succeed. The spirit did not answer, but urged Tomb Yunfeng to say.

"Do you recognize the master with blood?" Tomb Yunfeng muttered in his heart.

"Oc's it, hurry up. It's better to recognize the Lord when the fairy weapon is just formed. If you are procrastinating, I'm afraid it will be more difficult. At that time, the artifact will be born naturally. With your little strength, don't expect it to recognize you as the master. The spirit was not good, and the weak air in his voice was suppressed by him.

Tomb Yunfeng was also shocked. He dared not delay any more. He soared into the air and instantly came a hundred meters away from the huge painting. It's not that Tomb Yunfeng doesn't want to approach. It's really that the power of this giant painting is too strong that Tomb Cloudfeng doesn't have the ability to approach anymore.

When you come here, the impact of the giant painting on the tomb cloud maple is even stronger. The sharpness, the breath of evil, and the tingling feeling of being on the blade of the sword, gathered together, making the tomb cloud and maple feel suffocating.

"Senior, I can't get close to it at all. What should I do?" Tomb Yunfeng tried to take a step forward, which was such a step, but it almost made him collapse directly. Sweating all over, Tomb Yunfeng felt that she was going to be squeezed dry by a force.

"I can't imagine that now I can't even subdue a newborn fairy weapon!" Tomb Yunfeng smiled bitterly and muttered to himself.