"Ha! Boy, you still want to save them, but I haven't noticed the slightest bit of Buddhist aura in you. I guess you can use this rosary, but you are just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, right?"
Hu Xiao heard Yang Feng silently reciting Buddhist terminology and asked.
"Brother Tiger! Isn't it too much for us to dig up someone's grave and say hello to them?"
Yang Feng rolled his eyes. Seeing Hu Xiao's skillful movements, he couldn't help but regret it. It seemed that Hu Xiao had done this a lot before.
"What are you looking at? His movements are a bit slippery."
Seeing Yang Feng's "admiring" look, Hu Xiao ignored it and just whispered to him to move faster.
With the concerted efforts of the two, a large pit was dug out of the originally flat land.
The strange thing is that in the dug earth pit, not to mention coffins, not even a single corpse was seen.
"Huxiao, this tomb seems empty?"
"Boy, what do you know? Use the Destruction Sword Intent to sense it quickly. The Supreme Sword Technique must be hidden here."
Hu Xiao said excitedly.
He has experienced how powerful Aotian Wuhen is. If he hadn't relied on "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", he, Hu Xiao, might not have lost.
"Um."
Regarding the sword art, Yang Feng did not mean to joke, but began to communicate with the sword intention, using the sword of destruction to resonate with the sword art.
Just when both of them were focusing on searching for the sword technique, little did they know that a figure flashed out from behind them.
The silhouette of a young man had the "power of yin and yang" plus the power of the blood demon. The two powerful mixed forces hit back and forth in the body, making the young man's body tremble uncontrollably.
Roar!
Just when the young man's figure approached Yang Feng and others, the pterodactyl beast in Yang Feng's Qiankun bag was the first to react.
From a body the size of a palm, it grew to the size of a toddler in an instant, and he murmured in a low voice.
"Jian, Jianyi, is it really you?"
After seeing the Winged Dragon Beast appear, Yang Feng stopped sensing the existence of the sword technique, and instead turned his attention to the person coming.
The young man was wearing a black robe. If he wasn't Jianyi who entered the secret realm and got separated from Yang Feng, who could he be? But at this moment, Jian Yi had a gloomy face, veins popped out on his forehead, and his whole person looked like he was controlled by someone.
But when he looked at Yang Feng, his eyes flashed with joy from time to time, but he stood still about seven feet away from Yang Feng and stopped moving forward.
"Jianyi, Jianyi, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Feng just wanted to go over and ask about Jian Yi's situation, but was stopped by Hu Xiao on the side.
"Boy, calm down, his body was taken away."
Hu Xiao stared at Jian Yi in front of him, trying to see him through.
"How is it possible? Jianyi, Jianyi, I am Yang Feng!"
Yang Feng shouted to Jianyi unwillingly, hoping to wake him up, but the other party seemed to be frozen, standing motionless seven steps away from Yang Feng.
"Boy, don't be impulsive. There are two souls in that man's body, and they are fighting between heaven and man. We just need to wait and see what happens."
Hu Xiao has obviously encountered this situation of "seizing the body" more than once.
"Huxiao, can't we do something? Is this all we can do?"
Yang Feng finally found Jian Yi. Although he and Jian Yi had just met, he already regarded the other as his brother in his heart. He watched helplessly as Jian Yi was taken away from him, but he could do nothing.
This is simply worse than killing him.
"In this case, he can only rely on himself. If you forcefully break into his sea of consciousness, once his sea of consciousness cannot withstand the impact of the three powers of divine consciousness.
When the time comes, not only will you not be able to save him, but you will also risk your own life.
Now, what you need to do is to guard your mind and use your heart to sense the location of the sword formula. Maybe after passing the test of the sword formula, you will gain special abilities and maybe be able to save your friends. "
Hu Xiao, seeing the anxious and restless Yang Feng, couldn't help but "fool" him.
"Are you serious?"
"Ha! Boy, if you don't have the help of the sword art, once the old ghost of the blood demon clan takes over your brother's body, you will have no chance."
Although Hu Xiao was not sure whether it was the master of the blood demon clan who wanted to seize the young man in front of him, it was not difficult to guess from the aura of blood demon power exuding from Jian Yi's body.
His status in the blood demon clan was higher than he expected.
Therefore, Yang Feng was asked to take advantage of this moment to sense the location of the sword technique and prepare for a rainy day.
"Winglong, are the souls of the blood demon clan powerful?"
"Boy, you better hurry up and sense it. As Hu Xiao said, once that person takes over Jian Yi's body, we will all have to burp, let alone save others."
The Winged Dragon Beast deliberately revealed the news, which made Yang Feng feel a sense of urgency. After the sword intention was perfected, Yang Feng was still a little distracted.
"Hmm, then help me keep an eye on him, and try to delay it as much as possible."
Yang Feng knew that the situation was urgent, so he casually said a few words to the two of them, and then connected with Lingsha Sword. The destructive sword intent rose up, and its momentum was more than ten times stronger than before entering the secret realm.
Under Yang Feng's control, it began to spread towards the pit in front of him, and finally completely enveloped a large pit that could accommodate more than two pairs of coffins.
"Yo! This boy's destructive sword intention is beginning to take shape, but he's just not skilled enough in controlling it!"
After Hu Xiao felt the destructive sword intent on Yang Feng, he couldn't help but comment.
"Hey! Although the prototype of the sword intention has begun to appear, it is still far away from its transformation."
Winged Dragonmon's eyes were sharp and he could see the problem at a glance.
"Uh, sword intention 'transformation'? Not many people in the star field can do it, right?"
Hearing Winged Dragon Beast mention the "Transformation Realm" of Sword Intent, Hu Xiao said angrily.
"Hey! This kid is eager to improve his strength. He probably won't stay with this Sword Intent for a long time. Such a good Destructive Sword Intent will be blinded in vain."
Winged Dragonmon shook his head and fixed his gaze on Jianyi not far away.
After hearing what the Winged Dragon Beast said, Hu Xiao didn't dare to continue. The sword's intention "transformed into the realm"? Is that something that humans can achieve?
Anyway, from Hu Xiao's point of view, those who can cultivate sword intent to the transformation state cannot be called human beings.
While the two were talking about Yang Feng's sword intention, a terrifying battle was unfolding in Jian Yi's sea of consciousness.
"Little baby, please lend this body to me for a while. After I retrieve the Blood Demon Bead and wipe out the remnants of the Wanjian Dao Sect, I will definitely return the body to Zhao intact."
The speaker, to be precise, cannot even be called a human figure. After the erosion of the years, only a little consciousness remains. However, because he had peerless cultivation during his lifetime, he is afraid that his soul will be completely eroded now.
It was far from what Jian Yi could contend with.
"You, no! What if you take control of my body and hurt my relatives and friends? I can only watch helplessly. I will never allow such a thing to happen."
Jian Yi's head shook like a wavy drum. Jian Chan and Yang Feng had become the people he wanted to protect with his life, no matter how fancy the other party said.
He always said one word, no!
"Little baby, since you are so stubborn and ineffective, let's destroy it! Without your annoying soul, this body will belong to me, tsk tsk! I didn't expect that this Yin-Yang Juesha body would be broken in an extreme way. The 'curse' exists."
"Haha! God really treats me well!"
The soul that was left with only consciousness began to laugh. This laughter actually contained a magic power that shocked the soul. Jian Yi's soul was shocked by this voice.
He almost lost consciousness and fainted.
"Damn! Why can't I still sense it? Could it be that the sword technique is not here?"
Yang Feng almost turned this place upside down, but he still couldn't sense it.
Just when Yang Feng was about to remove his sword intent and ask Huxiao and Winged Dragon Beast for advice, the tombstone in front of the cemetery suddenly moved.
"Night is falling."
Hu Xiao looked at the entire cemetery, which suddenly turned dark. He couldn't help but feel a little worried, and glanced in the direction of Yang Feng.
As a result, I happened to see the tombstone of Aotian Wuhen, the leader of Wanjian Dao Sect, move strangely.
The tombstone, which was originally intact, suddenly developed dense cracks.
And in this entire cemetery, all the tombstones seemed to be pulled by some magical force.
"Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!"
Tiger Roar's exclamation attracted Pterodactylmon's attention.
Turning to look behind Yang Feng, all the silent heroic spirits broke through the monument and came out.
"I want to return to my homeland!"
"I want to rebuild the sect!"
"The feud that has lasted for thousands of years should be settled today."
…
boom!
boom!
The tombstone in front of Yang Feng exploded.
A "Sword Art" emitting purple beams of light rose into the sky.
Then, in this endless cemetery, all the heroic spirits walked through the air.
Go and snatch this sword art, whose appearance is obscured by the beam of light and cannot be seen clearly.
Then, a heroic spirit appeared out of thin air behind Yang Feng, lifted Yang Feng up with one hand, and threw it in the direction of the sword technique!
"Fuck! Do it again!"
Yang Feng exclaimed and threw Benben away. The speed was so fast that even Tiger Roar and Winged Dragon Beast didn't react.
"Ha! Flying so high!"
"Maybe, that boy Yang Feng can really steal the sword technique."
Just when the two of them were filled with emotion, Jian Yi, who was not far away from them, suddenly moved, appeared in the sky, and ran towards Yang Feng.
"Did the seizure of the body succeed?"
Huxiao and Winged Dragon Beast looked at each other, and their expressions changed drastically. If they hadn't succeeded in seizing the body, how could the real Jianyi have exploded at such an astonishing speed.
"It's close to ten, let's check the situation first. If the situation is not right, take Yang Feng out of here as soon as possible."
Facing the grand occasion of "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade", none of them can guarantee that the beads in Yang Feng's hands will work.
It was just blood skeletons at first, but now there are thousands of "blood skeletons".
Furthermore, there is no one here who is proficient in Buddhism. The Buddha's light contained in the beads must be limited. Without the blessing of Buddhism, it will not last long.
"Well, that's all we can do now."
The two of them also moved in the direction of Yang Feng.
The purple beam of light on the sword seems to be extremely attractive to these heroic spirits.
After Yang Feng was thrown out, he actually came into contact with the sword technique for the first time, but was rushed away by the purple beam of light.
The purple beam of light in this sword technique seemed to repel the sword intent in Yang Feng's body.
