Chapter 45 The Second Floor of the Ancient Tomb

"Wangle!"

A white nebula above the head, and silver-white chains stretched each other, stretching the black space in the middle more and more.

"The nebula is the boundary, the chain seal, Jie Jie, the bastard's means of truth." Looking at the space above my head, I felt very uncomfortable. For Zixia, he is really grateful and jealous.

Thousands of years ago, it was Zixia Zhenren who chased him and killed him repeatedly. In the end, it was Zixia Zhenren who saved his life and the bloodline of the refiner. Moreover, he also used Zijin Alchemy Array to help him refine his magic. Although his strength was still in the late stage of Yuanying, it also made him have nothing in today's era. The power of rivals.

Listening to the strange tone of Lian Cangtian, Han Fei really felt a little cold behind his back. Looking at the chain above his head had pulled away the black space, he kicked hard and rushed into the space without thinking.

Lian Cangtian hesitated for a moment and followed in.

The first floor of the ancient tomb is a space of nothingness, gray and white everywhere, and the rays of light are constantly floating and shining.

In this void, a black channel suddenly appeared, and then two figures appeared here one after the other. The two are Han Fei and Lian Tian Tian.

As soon as he suddenly appeared, Han Fei's body sank violently and fell straight to the ground. Even the sky couldn't help shaking fiercely.

"What a terrible pressure." Han Fei raised his head in horror, and there were twinkling glows floating in the void, each with its own color, which was extremely dazzling.

Lian Cangtian frowned and said, "This is the first floor of the ancient tomb of Xianxia Sect. You see, those are all powerful magic weapons."

Han Fei looked at it and was suddenly deeply shocked. Every glow is a magic weapon. Moreover, from the perspective of the power emitted, it is obvious that his strength will not be very weak. Even if Han Fei has never used any magic weapon, he can feel the terrible pressure from it.

"This is the magic weapon used by the suzerains of all dynasties." Han Fei said in a low voice, "Senior Lian, what are you looking for?"

When he gets here, Han Fei must know why Lian Cangtian has followed him all the way.

Lian Cangtian smiled and said, "You will know when you go to the second floor. By the way, there are many powerful magic weapons here. Don't you choose one?"

When Han Fei heard the words, he shook his head gently and said, "I. This is the magic weapon of the suzerains of all dynasties. I sleep and rest with the suzerains of all dynasties. I don't want to desphem my ancestors. Second, I am a sword practice, and magic weapons are dispensable.

"Hey hey, boy, you haven't encountered a real magic weapon. These magic weapons are really not good. It took so many gatherings and condensed for thousands of years to have such a little power." Lian Cangtian smiled strangely and said, "If you encounter a real magic weapon, you will definitely get it at all costs, just like you can't live without a sword."

Han Fei smiled and seemed to feel something. Looking up, a simple long sword floated here, quietly emitting a late breath fluctuation. Han Fei's sword and one touch, he understood the sword meaning of the sword.

"This sword has come to an end. The sword spirit will dissipate sooner or later."

With that, Han Fei continued to pinch the magic seal. As the sword was broken and scattered, the sky once again condensed a bright nebula.

"Wang la la la!"

Silver-white chains, like silver snakes, are constantly twisting and stretching. All the ends of the chains are connected to a black space in the middle. Following the pull of the chain, it is also a space that appears in front of everyone.

Han Fei and the two of them stepped in. Here is a piece of green grassland. The small earthen graves in all directions are exquisite and small, without losing their atmosphere. On the earthenum, a simple tombstone made of thousand-year-old jade is engraved with the name of the owner of the earthenum.

"Disciple Han Fei, I have met all the masters." Looking at this tomb with a horrible atmosphere, Han Fei sincerely respected him. For the second time in his life, he bowed deeply. As for the first time, of course, it was Master Xiang. As for when he first entered Xianxia Sect, he did not pay attention to the master or brother, because at that time, Han Fei did not have the so-called sword cultivation of proud bones and Taoism.

"Buzz!"

Han Fei bowed, and the extremely strong aura of heaven and earth seemed to be affected, making an unwilling roar.

How can this great gift be done, and a line of gifts will definitely affect the world.

The Lian Cangtian beside him made a sound, which was obviously also shocked by Han Fei's affection. He also understood that Han Fei really regarded Xianxia Sect as his home, so worshipping his ancestors is equivalent to worshipping his own ancestors.

"Woo~~"

Han Fei raised his head, and his sword's eyes suddenly exuded murderous intent. Outside this cemetery, horrible white crystal-shaped ghosts were growing their mouths and making horrible and sad screams.

"Hey hey, the ghosts here are strong and can condense human shapes, but it's a pity that this is the place where the suzerains of Xianxiazong sleep. The body turns into soil to nourish the mountain range and benefit future generations. Naturally, it also integrates into the array and locks these inhuman ghosts."

"However, it seems that the souls of these suzerains dissipate after death, and they can't even enter reincarnation. They are unwilling to die. These unwilling obsessions make these ghosts have nutrients."

Han Fei's eyebrows moved and was about to use his sword to destroy these ghosts whose strength was comparable to the early days of Jindan. Suddenly, a shocking dragon chant sounded in his body.

Han Fei was shocked and sank into the Dantian space. He entered the 100,000 landscape map and saw that the soul of the dragon was roaring like a plea. Immediately, Hanfei received the idea of the soul of the dragon.

"...go out...absorb..."

The intermittent thoughts were received, and Han Fei couldn't help frowning gently. The soul of the dragon was originally a sword spirit. Although it was quite spiritual, it was not enough to speak out.

Han Fei looked at the dragon's eyes, and there was an expression of pleading and crying on his ferocious face.

Han Fei smiled, and his heart turned into a big hand and stroked Youlong's forehead.

What only happened to Han Fei. The previous sword spirit of the dragon sword was a green dragon soul, full of spirituality and boundless madness. However, after the refinement of Mo Yuanzong, most of the spirituality has gone, and the spiritual body is also seriously injured.

Although it has been washed by the sword pool, it can't restore its spirituality. Then, it fights with the double-headed dragon of Xumi Fantasy Map. Although it has successfully devoured and refined the two-headed dragon, and the spiritual body is repaired intact, the spirituality is destroyed by the evil thoughts and evil thoughts of the double-headed dragon.

Now the dragon sword spirit, Tongtian, only the spiritual body, spiritual intelligence, equivalent to a child.

And Han Fei naturally knows what Tongtian wants. It is nothing more than the ghosts of the outside world. Those ghosts absorb and refine the obsession of the dead, and have a strong spiritual power and the power of ideas, which is exactly the nutrient for cultivating the spiritual body.

"If you absorb them, how can you guarantee that you will not be affected by those ghostly obsessions, which are full of unwilling obsessions and killings."

"Refining... Refining gas... Tips..."

The dragon's mouth was wide open and closed, but there were only a few intermittent words, but Han Fei understood.

With a smile, his heart moved, the rope turned into the power of Xumi was loosened, and a corner of the 100,000 mountains and rivers were exposed. The sky immediately roared out, rushing out of the cold flying body, and the sound of the dragon's voice made him look like a bird breaking free from the cage.

"Oh--"

The dragon roared and resounded through the sky. Han Fei opened his eyes, and his white pupils were sparkling. He looked at the huge gray dragon flying happily in the air.

"This guy is more spiritual and less intelligent than those spirit beasts. However, this spiritual body is very powerful, which is better than those ordinary sword spirits. If there is a matching sword, it will definitely greatly improve the quality of the sword several times.

Lian Cangtian praised: "But you have to collect it well. In the outside world, even if it is a little fluctuated by space, it will be annihilated."

Han Fei nodded and said, "Senior Lian, I'm sorry to trouble you, stabilize the space and kill those ghosts. I will help Tongtian absorb and refine."

"Tongtian? Tut, that's a good name!" Lian Cangtian squeaked his lips, moved his hands, and fluctuated waves spread out one after another. Yuanying Zhenyuan instantly enveloped the void. In the cold white pupil, he suddenly saw that spider webs were spread flat in the space. Obviously, these spider webs were Yuanying Zhenyuan.

As soon as the sky starts, Han Fei will naturally not be slow. As soon as his hands and fists are bumped, the aura of heaven and earth around him begins to compress and rotate at an almost horrible speed.

"Roar!"

Perceiving the crazy extraction power around Han Fei, the ghosts blocked by the space in the distance suddenly became crazy, roared through the space and rushed towards Han Fei.

However, before they were nearly 100 meters in front of the cold flying body, a huge dragon claw suddenly fell from the sky, grabbing the ghosts in the dragon claws, and then throwing them, the ghosts turned into streamers and were swallowed into the body by the gray dragon.

Several ghosts were swallowed into the body by the gray dragon. Han Fei can clearly see that those ghosts turned into powerful energy and bumped freely in Tongtian's body.

"Oh~~"

Tongtian let out a crying roar, and the cold wind immediately condensed his mind. Tongtian's refining formula quickly unfolded, and the dragon jumped up, sat in Tongtian's forehead, pressed his hands on Tongtian's body, and the sword power was transmitted into Tongtian's body.

"Wow!"

In Tongtian's body, the cold flying sword power quickly collided with the energy flow formed by ghosts, making a terrible sound of wind in Tongtian's body.

However, the collision only lasted for a moment, and the hegemony of Tongtian's formula of qi refining appeared. The sword power turned into whirlpools of different sizes in Tongtian's body, distributed on every dragon scale of Tongtian. Any ghost energy that collides with the whirlpool will be instantly refined, and then there will be only a little impurity. Exhaust from the body.

"What a strong and pure energy, with the domineering refining formula, you can only produce such a little impurity. It's a pity that I can't absorb it, otherwise my sword power will definitely become more pure. Looking at Tongtian absorbing ghost energy, and the ghosts thrown up by the refining sky below, were smoothly refined by Tongtian, Han Fei was envious.

In his body, the sword power has reached the limit, and Jin Dan can no longer absorb any energy. In fact, there is only one step away from the breakthrough.

[Just wait for Hanfei to break through, a new roll will open, a new world, looking forward to your recommendation and collection!]