Chapter 1000 Soul Refining False Sword

"So this time, Senior Brother Wei has no confidence at all? He doesn't even have the courage to fight to the death? Is it completely hopeless?"

Wei Xu was startled when he heard that, and looked at Zong Shou carefully.

"Brother, are you angry?"

You can see the anger hidden under Zong Shou's expressionless face. It is clear that it is mourning for its misfortune, and it is indisputable to be angry. Wei Xu couldn't help laughing: "How can it be really hopeless? If there is really no chance, I won't come back with Master Xiuguan and drag the entire sect down, just give it a go!"

As Wei Xu said, the phoenix's eyes gradually showed a tiger's fierceness,

"This time, because I was too anxious, I was let in to plot. I hunted geese all day, but was blinded by geese. But that guy Qingxuan wanted to destroy my common people, but it was not so easy! At least two or three of the Supreme Realm should explain here. Hey! Back then, Master said something well, this day won’t allow me, so why not break this day? It’s nothing more than double the damage—”

Zong Shou's eyes were even darker. Wei Xu's words were overbearing and strong.

However, between the words, he kept silent about the matter of crossing the catastrophe.

It is only said that this battle will definitely cause heavy damage to several Daoist sects.

At this time, Mingyu also smiled and said: "I do my best to obey the destiny, there is no such thing as a way of life for me. Even if it is really desperate, I still have to use the sword in my hand to cut a way out. In the past ten thousand years, my life has been so Come here like this. Junior brother doesn’t really need to worry. Besides, at this moment, what’s the use of worrying? This battle, if you can win, you will survive! If you can’t win, then you will only die.”

The expression is open-minded, but the expression is a bit more cheerful than before. A little less cold, generous and heroic, not interested in life and death.

Zong Shou felt his heart sink even more. The two may not have noticed it, but he could clearly guess the change in their mentality.

As the leader of Cangshengdao, if this is the case, what about others?

With such a mentality, how can you be undefeated?

Zong Shou opened his lips, and Zong Shou wanted to speak. Remind the two of you. But after a while, he closed his mouth again and remained silent.

Before finding a chance to win, at this time, it is useless to say anything.

At this time, the situation within the firmament is still unknown, and he also knows very little about the specific arrangements of the other three religions, and he is not qualified to talk about them at all.

Wei Xu also only acts as Zongshou. Still worrying about the sect, I am quite relieved.

Cang Shengdao accepted Zong Shou as a disciple, but never publicized his identity and never forced him. Over the past few years, they have only silently supported and maintained an awkward relationship. It seemed that it had an effect after all, making Zong Shou gradually attach his heart to the teacher.

I read it right back then, this son really values ​​love and righteousness.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter if you come back. You have the status of the first crown prince of the Fenkong Lu family. Even if you are a Daoist, I dare not touch you at this time. When it is critical, I will naturally have a way to send you away."

Wei Xu spoke in a relaxed tone. He chuckled again and said, "At this time, there is indeed a severe shortage of manpower in the Qiong Realm. I heard that a few months ago, you repelled three phaseless gods and demons in the Yuanlian World? It must be the Sword Intent Soul Realm, right? It just so happens that there is a sword formation in the sky, and there is no one to preside over it."

Outside the vault, the guards are heavily guarded. Within the vault of heaven, the atmosphere is also calm.

Zong Shou looked around and saw this place. The peace of the past can no longer be found, and there is a scene of chills everywhere.

All the open space outside the academy has been occupied by people,

Or trying out spiritual techniques. Or practicing martial arts. There are also groups of Cang Sheng Dao disciples practicing different styles of magic circles.

They were all considered restrained, but they still aroused a wave of strength, a wave of inspiration, swaying the void.

Zong Shou couldn't help but stop. Watch carefully. Looking at the number, there are at least a hundred thousand or more of those who are born strong.

It seems that it is not only Daqian and Dashang who have benefited from the inspiration——

"The Cangsheng Dao has three sects and six sects, and there are 273,000 disciples who are superior to the innate, and they are all here."

Wei Xu's eyes flickered slightly, flashed a bit of heartache, and then returned to it immediately.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see. Master Xiuguan and Uncle Yuanjing are already in the main hall of the Academy, waiting for you for a long time,"

Zong Shou nodded slightly, and continued on, but there was really nothing to see.

These disciples are not Dao soldiers after all. Even in formation, the power is very limited.

The Cangsheng Dao has been in decline for some time, and there are not many disciples of the younger generation with excellent talents.

The real hole card is definitely not here.

On the other hand, when he was outside the territory, Zong Shou saw several magic circles composed of Dao soldiers from common people. The number of people is around a hundred, mysterious and unpredictable.

After entering the palace gate, I arrived at the school palace city. Zong Shou was stunned again, stopping his steps again.

In the academy, there are more than a hundred disciples forming formations with spirit stones and spirit blood of spirit beasts.

In addition to the protective formation of the vault of life, du li and the protection array of the vault of life are mutually beneficial, and they complement each other.

And in that most central place. It is the seven-mouthed sword that is suspended high, exuding a dense aura.

The qi rainbow penetrated for more than tens of miles, covering the entire vault of life.

They are all fairy swords, the highest level of fairy swords! However, the purple gold flying sword in the middle of the yang is impressively familiar to Zong Shou.

"It's the sword of refining—"

At first glance, Zong Shou thought it was the entrance in the ancestral hall.

But after watching carefully, I realized that it was not.

The meaning of this sword is sharp, soaring straight into the sky. It's not like a real refining sword, it's thick and simple.

The aura is similar, but it is specious——

But at this moment, the sword is located in the center of the sword formation, but it is faintly the core of the sword formation.

It is almost effortless to mobilize the energy flow of the entire large formation, without worrying about any stagnation.

The combination of seven swords is almost perfect!

Make this unmanned sword formation surge with sword might. Even if the power is not weaker than the Supreme Realm Holy Venerable.

"This is a fake sword made by your senior brothers who worked hard and searched for countless heaven-level spiritual materials. There is no master for this sword. That's the only way to go."

Then Wei Xu explained: "Master said back then, if these seven swords are combined, these seven swords can be equivalent to middle-grade divine treasures. It will make my Cangshengdao have seven combat powers comparable to the best. A sword array can rival at least six Supreme Realms. It can even cut the immortal soul of the Supreme Realm. With this fake sword of refining gods at this time, it is not difficult to resist two or three Supreme Realms—— "

When the sound fell, in front of everyone's eyes, the seven immortal swords all shook and roared in unison, and flew away.

Zong Shou vaguely noticed that, except for the fake sword, the spirits of the other six swords were somewhat resistant and dissatisfied with the fake sword.

But at this time, they are under the strong control of their masters, and they are constantly running in and practicing with the god-refining and fake swords, so that the exchange of energy between them gradually eliminates the gap.

Forcibly ink away the dissatisfaction with the six swords.

And at the same time, there was another buzzing sound from inside Zong Shouxiu.

The thought of Wumingjian was reflected into Zongshou's soul sea at the same time.

First, anger and helplessness, sadness and disdain, and finally self-pity.

Zong Shou couldn't help shaking his head secretly, why did he come again?

I remember that when he returned from the Nine Absolute Death Prison, the sword spirit of Wumingjian had such a change in his mind. After being decadent about it for several days, I finally replied.

Why this time, again?

Immediately, his heart moved, remembering that when the sword spirit of Wumingjian had such emotions last time, it was after hearing that Wei Xu had refined a fake sword of refining gods.

And remember that day, when he got the sword, he was also in the firmament of the sky.

Could it be that this nameless sword is actually related to the sword of refining the gods?

He poked his mind over, sweeping across the blade of the Wuming Sword inch by inch. This sword has been with him for several years, and it has been promoted to Immortal Sword at this time, and its rank is not low, it is equivalent to an ordinary fourth-rank immortal weapon.

No matter the supernatural power or the tenacity of the sword body, they are all the best among the swords of the same level.

The sword body is blood red because it has absorbed countless blood energy and souls.

The evil spirit was fierce, no matter how Zong Shou looked at it, he couldn't connect it with the majestic and noble Soul Refining Sword.

Shaking his head, Zong Shou felt inexplicably aggrieved, and felt that he was worthless for the Soul Refining Sword.

"Is this method appropriate? Playing the formation like this. Even if he has the master of the Soul Refining Sword, I'm afraid it will be difficult to integrate into this set of sword formations. It will be rejected by the other six swords—"

In other words, the soul-refining sword left by Xizi is equivalent to being discarded.

"That's the only way to go!"

Wei Xu was silent, but Mingyue said in a cold voice: "The Dao of the common people has reached the time of life and death. If the soul-refining sword is really alive, it should find its own master and protect it. Instead of staying in the ancestral hall with peace of mind, doing everything Picky. A sword that no one can use, isn’t it the same as waste? Wei Shidi was also forced to refine the soul-refining fake sword. And like my common people, I won’t pass the next level after a few days, and there will be no In the future. At that time, the seven swords will never combine again!"

Zong Shou was stunned when he heard the words, and vaguely saw that these people's feelings for the Soul Refining Sword were really complicated. Both love, and a bit of resentment, but also really helpless.

At this time, the nameless sword in the sleeve uttered another cry, shaking slightly.

The thought that came over was extremely aggrieved, with a sense of despair.

Zong Shou was even more speechless, thinking that you are not practicing the divine sword, why are you so disheartened?

But he was even more attracted by Mingyu's last few words. How many days later will he be able to pass the test?

In other words, how many days will it be before Wei Xu crosses the catastrophe?

"I don't know when Senior Brother Wei Xu will cross the tribulation?"

"Four days or five days, I'm not sure about the exact time."

Wei Xu shook his head slightly, with an indifferent expression: "I can't delay any longer. When I cross the tribulation, I have to look at this set of sword formations. When I complete the first step of grinding, the sooner the better——"

Zong Shou knew what he meant, counting Confucianism, Cangshengdao was the second last in strength among the six major sects in the cloud world.

But the opponent may be the joint efforts of Taoism, Demonism and Confucianism. It is conceivable that the more delays at this time, the more unfavorable it will be for Cang Sheng Dao.

Of course, every day that passed, the strength in the sky would increase by one point.

However, the strength of the Three Sects is far superior to that of the common people, and the strength that grows every day will only increase. (To be continued.,.)