Chapter 357 The ancient sword in hand

  After the sound of the sharp sword being unsheathed, everything returned to calm. The sword mound was no longer turbulent, and the sacrificial array and the prohibition returned to normal.

  The six people looked at each other in blank dismay, full of doubts and incomprehension.

   "What's going on? I just... heard the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed?" an elder asked in surprise.

   "It must be that little beast who draws his sword to fight!" Elder Han said coldly.

   "That fierce sword is about to grow into the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords. If he strikes the sword in front of the fierce sword, isn't he just playing with an ax and seeking his own death?"

   "It seems to be done. The little beast has been sacrificed and died completely. Let's see who dares to mention the word Chen Fan after that." Elder Han showed a satisfied smile.

   "Whoever mentioned my name, so what?"

   At this moment, a cold voice came from the sword mound, as if it came from the ancient abyss, it was extremely penetrating, and almost resounded throughout the Chengxianzong.

  The expressions of Elder Han and the others changed drastically, and the **** in their bodies were moved almost simultaneously, rushing frantically into the sacrifice formation.

   "How is it possible? How is it possible that he is still alive, hasn't the fierce sword swallowed him?" Elder Han screamed.

"My sword is not called Fierce Sword, it's called Wu Ya!" Chen Fan's icy voice resounded again and spread throughout the entire Chengxianzong. Almost all the disciples of Chengxianzong heard it and were alarmed. , walked out of their respective rooms, and looked in the direction of Jianzhong suspiciously.

  In the main hall, Qin Xian'er and the bald bird who were stopped by the Great Elder also smiled. They knew that Chen Fan succeeded and found the Wuya Sword.

  The Great Elder's face changed slightly, as if it meant that there was something wrong, and he ignored Qin Xian'er, and directly stepped out of the strange movement, turning into a phantom and disappearing from the hall.

   "Great opportunity, hurry to find that Mu girl." The bald bird immediately called out, rushed out of the hall with Qin Xian'er and the queen bee, and went in another direction.

But at this time, outside the sword mound, the six elders tried their best to strengthen the restriction of the sword mound, and at the same time, they urged the sacrifice array. kill inside.

   "Little beast, stop struggling, it's useless." Elder Han gritted his teeth and said harshly.

   "Do you also want to get your hands on that fierce sword? It is the sword left by the master of the fairy palace. What qualifications do you have to say that it is your sword? Die!" Another elder also said coldly.

  The killing intent of the sacrificial array became stronger and stronger, and they could feel that all the thousands of dead swords in the sword mound would be mobilized, and their power had reached an astonishing level.

   But the more so, the more shocked they were, because even they dare not face this level of killing intent, why is Chen Fan still alive?

  Boom—!

   At this moment, a loud noise came from the sword mound, as if the sword platform was broken and the iron chain was broken!

   Immediately, a light curtain suddenly shook, and it was instantly covered with cracks denser than spider silk.

   "Not good, retreat quickly!" Elder Han suddenly changed his expression, suddenly got up from the spot, and retreated quickly.

   "It's late!" However, with Chen Fan's cold snort, the restrictions outside the sword mound exploded in an instant.

  The forbidden fragments turned into ripples and exploded in all directions. The air wave directly swept over the six elders, and a terrifying sense of killing gushed out like an abyss like an ocean, completely surrounding them.

   "Ah..." An elder who was closest to the sword mound suddenly let out a scream, and saw a chilling intent turned into an ancient fierce sword, directly cutting his chest, and blood sprayed out immediately.

  Another elder got up and fled, and then a murderous intent struck, instantly chopping off both his legs.

  One person reacted quickly and quickly dodged several chilling attempts, but his left hand was still chopped off, and blood was sprinkled all over the ground.

  These meanings of killing all originated from the sacrifice formation, and they were all motivated by the true energy of the six of them. At this moment, they are suffering the fruit, and the meaning of killing is all controlled by Wu Yajian, and they are all the ones who suffer

  Wu Yajian was angry, not because he was awakened, but because someone wanted to murder its owner.

"Resist with the power of the soul!" At this time, the great elder rushed over, and his face changed drastically after seeing this scene. After all, this was the death energy and power of thousands of death swords under the urging of the six golden core elders. It's amazing.

The other elders also reacted instantly when they heard the words, and hurriedly mobilized their souls to resist the chilling intention. The change just now was so sudden that they were all in a mess. The appearance of the Great Elder at this time made them all With a little confidence.

And the elder whose chest was bleeding was also pulled out by the first elder, and one was temporarily saved, while the other elder, whose legs were broken, had already fallen to the ground, his body was pierced by the intent of killing one after another, his life breath was extremely weak, and he frequently dying.

   "What's going on?" The Great Elder frowned, staring at Jianzhong coldly and asked.

  Om—!

  As soon as his words fell, before the white-haired old woman Elder Han and the others had time to answer, a sharp and ear-piercing sword cry pierced the sky, came from the sword mound, and resounded throughout the surrounding area.

   "You want to feed my Wuya sword into a fierce sword, then today, I will feed Wuya with you!" Chen Fan's voice was forceful.

   Immediately, several elders turned their heads, and a figure in green shirt broke through the door of the sword mound, holding a sharp sword covered with rust, and stepped out of the air. The rusted sword was like a monarch, and Chen Fan was the existence to control this monarch at this moment.

   "This...how could it be? How could he hold this fierce sword?" Several people cried out in shock as if they had seen a ghost.

   "Withdraw!" Elder Han was tongue-tied and reacted extremely quickly, turning around and about to run away.

   Immediately, the Great Elder also sensed that something was wrong, and he stepped into the air and fled.

   Chen Fan's expression was cold, Wuya Sword in his hand uttered a sword cry, and he threw it out of his hand, turning into a stream of light, and went towards Elder Han in an instant.

   "Now you don't even have the qualifications to fight with me, feed Wuya Sword with your blood." Chen Fan said coldly, letting Wuya Sword fly out.

  Elder Han's complexion changed drastically. She had already seen the Wuya Sword stabbing towards her heart. It was clearly a rusty sharp sword, but it had such power before it broke through the dust, which made her palpitate.

   But she was helpless, her speed was already at its limit, but she still couldn't get rid of Wuya Sword's pursuit.

   "You forced me!" In the end, Elder Han gritted his teeth, a ruthless look flashed across his face, he turned the storage ring, and took out a green lantern from it.

  As soon as the blue light came out, the surrounding spiritual energy was instantly corroded, and a sinister aura shrouded it.

   "This is... the Hundred Soul Lamp?" A trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the First Elder, and then he stared closely at Elder Han, and scolded in a cold voice: "You actually made the Hundred Soul Lamp privately?"

Several other elders also changed their expressions. This is the most ruthless method of the people in the Demon Sect. It needs to burn a hundred monks' lives every day. It takes three years to become a magic weapon. It seems that it has been burned for at least six years, and there are already hundreds of thousands of wronged souls.

  They thought of the monks who had mysteriously disappeared from Chengxianzong and the nearby ancient city in the past few years, and they immediately guessed something.

"People don't kill themselves, so what do I have to do with you if I refine the Hundred Soul Lamp!" Elder Han had a grim face, and he was not afraid of being settled by the Great Elder Qiuhou, so he directly activated the Hundred Soul Lamp, releasing thousands of innocent souls to replace her. Withstood a blow from the Wuya Sword.

  Where the Wuya Sword never stopped, piercing through countless souls one after another, but the speed was also forced to slow down. Elder Han won a chance to escape, and crazily dodged the pursuit of Wuya Sword.

   "Hundred Soul Lamps? Are they all unjust souls from the foundation building period and the Qi training period? It belongs to me too." Chen Fan's eyes turned cold, and he turned the storage ring in his hand, and a soul devouring banner suddenly appeared.

  (end of this chapter)