Chapter 16 The sword body is formed, the blood spirit sword element is formed

Style: Fantasy Author: YaohuoWords: 3469Update Time: 24/01/12 20:07:48
It is said that in that battle decades ago, one of the two peerless swordsmen was killed and the other injured.

The seriously injured strong man chose to heal his injuries in the center of Bone Erosion Gorge.

He also heard the leader mention it.

Back then, the head of the Sword Sect came here to investigate and felt the strong man's aura, so he chose to retreat.

Jiang Muyun's expression suddenly changed. He couldn't afford to offend such powerful men. He gritted his teeth and walked towards the mouth of the valley.

At the mouth of the Bone Erosion Gorge, there is a thin line of sky.

Yun Yanhua, the elder of the Chilian Sect, has ended his fight with Liu Yanghong, the elder of the Jianmen Sect.

If the fight continues, it will really turn into a life and death fight.

Liu Yanghong's face was not very good-looking, and his figure was a bit embarrassed.

Han Jingcong looked at the sliver of sky in front of him and sighed: "Everyone in the world thinks Tianshan Mountain is unreachable, but in fact we are just at the foot of the mountain."

“I don’t know if I will ever have the chance to see the scenery on the mountain in this lifetime.”

Wu Kuohai sneered: "Going up the mountain, it's still too early for any of us to leave!"

Han Jingcong's expression paused and he shouted: "Although the road is high, the mountain is also high, and we must still use the road to achieve our ambition to climb higher."

Wu Kuohai dismissed it and said it beautifully. Who among you is confident that you will be able to climb high in the future?

Yun Yanhua looked at the deep Bone Corrosion Gorge, not knowing what she was thinking, and asked: "Elder Jiang of your sect has not come out for such a long time, why don't Elder Liu and Elder Song go in and take a look."

Liu Yanghong said angrily: "Then I won't bother Elder Yun."

"I can't say that the boy from Guizong is too cunning, so Elder Jiang of Jianmen hasn't caught him yet!"

Wu Kuohai said something, and the implication was self-evident. If Jiang Muyun was here, he might not be able to help but fight for his life.

Both Liu Yanghong and Song Yinian looked unhappy. At this moment, there was movement in the sky.

"Out."

Liu Yanghong opened his mouth to retort, but when he saw Jiang Muyun's empty hands, he swallowed his words again.

"Where are the people?" Song Yinian asked.

Wu Kuohai laughed and said, "Isn't it because I didn't catch it again?"

Jiang Muyun's face turned livid as he explained: "Something happened in the Bone Erosion Gorge. That kid went too deep and may have met with misfortune."

"I suspect that deep in this gorge, the strong swordsman back then was really healing his wounds."

"Elder Jiang must make up a decent reason."

Wu Kuohai smiled unceremoniously: "I don't say whether the strong man was here to heal his injuries. Even if he was, after so many years, he should have left long ago."

"You..." Jiang Muyun was trembling with anger.

At this moment, Yun Yanhua stared at the sky and said, "There seems to be something wrong. The sinister sword energy inside is starting to spread out."

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"It seems that this kid is really going to die inside." Sensing the changes in the Bone Corrosion Gorge, a look of pity flashed in Yun Yanhua's eyes.

Seeing that everything had settled, she had no intention of staying here anymore: "Let's go, Zhilan, go back to the sect!"

"Let's go too."

Wu Kuohai looked at the sky with a solemn expression, fearing that there might be a strong person hidden in it, and immediately decided to leave.

In front of those powerful men, he could only be destroyed with a flip of his hands.

Naturally, Han Jingcong would not stay any longer.

In an instant, the three sects dispersed in flying boats.

Song Yinian looked at the Bone Erosion Gorge and sighed: "Return to the sect and regain your life!"

"Everything is left to the leader to decide."

This place was associated with strong sword cultivators back then, so the head of the Sword Sect was naturally aware of more of the situation.

According to the leader's words, there might be something abnormal about the seriously injured strong man.

Jiang Muyun said with a gloomy expression: "The two elders will go back to the leader first. I stay here and have to wait for the result no matter what."

Even if a strong man was about to emerge from the Bone Corrosion Gorge, he still wanted to see him.

Before he came, he made a promise, but now he couldn't even bring the body back. How could he make a promise?

"That's fine." Song Yinian said nothing more and turned to leave.

In the Bone Erosion Gorge.

Yang Jungui did not notice the changes in the Yin Feng Sword Qi around him.

At this time, his body was in tatters, with bones even visible in some places, and his mind was no longer clear.

He could barely keep a thought in his mind alive, but he didn't know how long he could hold on.

And in the very depths of Bone Corrosion Gorge, where the Yinfeng Crypt is located, wisps of sword energy overflowed.

Two figures were located around the crypt.

One of the figures was badly damaged, with its head and body split into two places.

It was clearly a corpse.

I don’t know how many years have passed, but some decay has occurred.

But there is still sword energy and sword intention flowing through him.

As for another figure, there is a transparent hole on the front and back of the chest. If the eyelids were not still open and the eyes rolled occasionally, it would probably be considered dead for a long time.

"That old man's Four Seasons Sword Intention is really difficult to deal with, and he still can't get rid of it after so many years."

"We can't sustain this situation for much longer."

It seemed as if he hadn't spoken for many years, and the figure's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

After just two words, more sword energy flowed from him.

He quickly kept silent, closed his eyes, and faced the remaining four-season sword intent in his body.

Time passed unconsciously, and the aura on Yang Jungui's body was so weak that it was almost gone.

There were no good pieces of meat left on his body. If his heart wasn't still beating weakly, he would have been completely dead.

But that's about it now.

The sword energy was still continuously gathering into his body, and his whole body was now like an energy bucket. Once it exploded, he would definitely be wiped out.

Sword Gate.

Gong Nanfeng's face was so gloomy that the three elders couldn't even win a disciple.

"The Evil Blood Demon Sect, Lei Xiao Pavilion, and Chi Lian Sect." He murmured the names of these three sects, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"If I could obtain the power of the broken sword, it would be easy to subdue the other sects. How could they dare to come out and look for trouble again?"

"It is enough that the Jianmen family dominates Qingzhou."

Gong Nanfeng's ambition is obvious, but he also knows that the masters hidden in the Bone Erosion Gorge are not simple.

With his current serious injury, he was unable to take action.

And there is no strong person in the sect who can be sent out to deal with that person.

After all, those powerful people are ranked above the Tianshan realm. They are people who have truly climbed mountains and have reached the top seats in Qingzhou.

"Wait a moment, wait for me to recover from my injuries, and then take the broken sword back with my own hands."



Bone erosion gorge.

The aura of Yang Jungui, who had been silent for many days, gradually began to fluctuate.

If he was a powder keg ready to explode at any time, now although the energy in his body is still growing, it has gradually stabilized.

Yang Jungui didn't know how he persisted.

Maybe it was the hatred in his heart and the desire for life that remained in his heart.

At the moment of total destruction, the physical instinct begins to resist.

What he knows is that the original power of the broken innate sword body in his body has been completely transformed, and is absorbing the power of the sword energy to form the origin of the [Immortal Sword Body].

At the same time, the flesh and blood are constantly producing new granulations, and the injured body that was originally riddled with holes is healing rapidly.

But then, a greater suction force came from his body, and the Yinfeng Sword Qi formed a vortex above his head.

The flesh and blood exploded again, and the bones seemed to have been chopped with knives and axes, leaving white sword marks and cracks on them.

In a new round of purgatory-like torture, Yang Jungui was no longer able to let out any hoarse wails.

In this way, repairing, destroying, repairing, destroying, the flesh and bones seem to be tempered invisibly.

The origin of the [Immortal Sword Body] in the body continues to grow, from the size of a hair to the size of a quail egg, and then to the size of an egg...

Although the intensity of Yinfeng Sword Qi is getting stronger and stronger, the damage caused by it is constantly decreasing.

The strength and toughness of flesh and bones are greatly improved.

It seemed like three days, and it seemed like five days.

On his bones, the white marks originally made by the sword energy were continuously intertwined to form strange lines.

The lines between flesh and blood are intertwined, forming mysterious immortal pictures.

In the end, the entire Bone Corrosion Gorge felt like a turbulent situation. The Yin Wind Sword Qi gathered towards Yang Jungui and became the fuel for him to cultivate the [Immortal Sword Body].

The Yin Feng Sword Qi that had been gradually increasing in the Bone Corrosion Gorge actually had a tendency to gradually weaken.

And in the crypt, the dying figure was also noticed.

"Hey!" The figure opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes flashing with joy: "God will not stop me!"

In the blink of an eye, it was two days later.

The Yin Feng Sword Qi within dozens of feet around Yang Jungui had become so thin that it was almost gone, and even the entire canyon had dropped several levels.

He slowly opened his eyes, his pupils shone brightly, and a ray of light flashed away, brightening the dark environment for a moment.

"The [Immortal Sword Body] has finally laid a foundation, but even if it is just a foundation, this physique is so strong that it is unbelievable."

"I feel like now I can resist the attacks of the spiritual soldiers with just my physical body."

"Of course, you won't know until you try it. It may just be an illusion caused by the sudden increase in physical strength."

Yang Jungui was shaken slightly, and the blood scabs on his body fell off, revealing the shimmering skin underneath.

He pinched his now crystal clear skin. It was hard to imagine that beneath the crystal clear skin, it was as solid as marble and contained surging power.

"Is this Qi and blood?"

A strange power arose in the flesh and bones, as dense as blood mist, and with a burning feeling.

'Qi and blood' and 'blood and blood' are not the same thing. Qi and blood is a kind of energy that can only be generated when the physical body is strong enough to a certain extent.

And blood is more of a reflection of a person’s origin and vitality.

However, qi and blood also have something in common. Those with strong qi and blood will naturally have strong blood.

He felt the changes inside his body.

Perhaps because of the [Immortal Sword Body], the spiritual power that originally only contained the sharp attributes of the "Ancient Sword Sutra" turned into a small sword.

Not only has the sharpness attribute greatly increased, but it is also as crystal clear as blood jade.

It was as if a sword-shaped torrent of spiritual power was flowing in the Qi Sea springs and meridians.

Perhaps it should be called the Blood Spirit Sword Element.

And after this period of fighting and training, he had already refined a lot of Jade Marrow Pill and Purple Qi Yuan Pei Dan.

There is also this purgatory-like torture in the Bone Corrosion Gorge, and now there is only a thin line between the realm of the Qi Pool in the middle stage of the Qi Sea.

It can be said that although this transformation is worse than death, the improvement gained and the benefits to oneself in the future are no less than those of opening ten springs before, or even more.

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