Chapter 2323 Yin Fo Sect

Just when Wang Hao was at a loss, he suddenly saw a dazzling golden light bursting out in the distance. Judging from the distance, it was at least tens of thousands of miles away.

"Is it the golden light seen outside the sword tomb? It's worth a look!"

Wang Hao hurriedly changed direction and ran towards the place where the golden light was.

Beside a majestic peak, Lan Xinying was fighting with a bald old man. They were equally strong and neither could do anything to the other in a short time.

The peak was full of various swords, tens of thousands of them, and each of them was shining with spiritual light. Obviously, they were still spiritual. Judging from the quality, most of them were at the level of magic weapons.

What is the concept of tens of thousands of magic weapon-level spiritual swords? I'm afraid that even if the combined monks came, they couldn't ignore it and had to find a way to take it for themselves!

Although Lan Xinying and his team were close to the peak, they couldn't enter. There was a strong air ban around the peak. If they wanted to enter safely, they could only pass through a canyon.

The canyon was full of grasses of various colors. These grasses were very strange. Each plant had only one leaf and was shaped like a sword.

There is absolutely no possibility of plants existing in the environment of the Sword Tomb. Obviously, there is something wrong with this canyon. It is not so easy to pass through. Those small grasses give people a sense of danger!

"Lan Xinying, do you have to stop me? Do you really think I am afraid of your Lan family?" The bald old man said with a fierce and murderous look on his face.

Lan Xinying looked solemn and said, "Hmph, the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb is the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb of my Lan family. What does it have to do with you? If you dare to approach, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Haha, in this case, don't blame me for being cruel and destroying flowers, Lan Xinying, the times have changed, and your Lan family is no longer qualified to notify the Dui Lan Realm. The sword spirits here have been nurtured for hundreds of thousands of years. Can your Lan family grasp it?" The old man laughed sinisterly, his eyes full of sarcasm!

The Ten Thousand Swords Tomb not only has a large number of flying swords, but also breeds terrifying sword spirits. In the early years, some people have seen the sword spirits hidden here. It is said that they have transformed and have extraordinary wisdom.

Unfortunately, the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb was closed for some reason, and people who wanted to find the sword spirits could not get in at all.

Until today, the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb has reopened, and cultivators from all over the country have come to search for treasures. There are also several cultivators who have reached the stage of refining emptiness!

Sword spirits have a certain degree of intelligence, but ordinary sword spirits only think and act according to certain rules to increase the power of flying swords. The transformed sword spirits are different. They are closer to cultivators and get rid of the rules. This kind of sword spirit is one in a million. Being able to master this sword spirit is equivalent to having an additional powerful helper. Among the cultivators of the same level, it is basically invincible!

"Hmph, don't be so quick to talk. Times have changed. Your Yin Fo Sect is also a stinky rat in the gutter and can't be on the stage," Lan Xinying sneered. The other party's Taoism is destined not to be recognized by most people.

"Sword spirit? This place is not the tomb of spiritual swords. How can there be sword spirits?"

A clear voice sounded, and as soon as the voice fell, Wang Hao fled from a distance.

There is not much information in the Ten Thousand Swords Valley. His sword spirits are all in the bamboo forest of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley. Unexpectedly, there is also a sword spirit in the sword tomb, and it is a sword spirit that has been nurtured for tens of thousands of years.

Wang Hao knew the horror of this kind of existence. There is a special race in the spirit world, the weapon spirit race.

There are also great masters in the weapon spirit race. The sword spirit mentioned by Lan Xinying and the others can transform into a human form, which is also a leader in the weapon spirit race. At least it is equivalent to the human race's spiritual transformation cultivator. This level of sword spirit has a huge bonus to the magic weapon, which can increase the power exponentially.

It is not easy to form a sword spirit. It is not an ordinary weapon spirit. Ordinary weapon spirits are refined by weapon refiners using spirit essence, while sword spirits are naturally generated by the spirit sword. The latter is many times more difficult than the former.

"Huh? Who are you?" The bald old man did not participate in the sword spirit conference and did not know Wang Hao!

Lan Xinying smiled at Wang Hao and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, you just heard that there is a sword spirit here. How about we work together to get the treasure?"

"Okay, Wang also wants to see the treasure you mentioned, but let's kill this annoying monk first," Wang Hao agreed readily. There was a breath on the bald monk that made him very unhappy. It was obvious that he practiced some evil skills!

He immediately shook his sleeves, and eighteen shadowless swords flew out in unison. In a clear sound of swords, they turned into a huge sword formation and surrounded the bald old man!

Lan Xinying was naturally happy to see Wang Hao help her deal with the bald monk, and also sacrificed a spirit sword and attacked the bald old man.

The bald old man's face changed drastically, and he quickly sacrificed a black long sword. A blurry, black sword energy shot out.

Rumble, a series of roars sounded, and various sword lights intertwined together.

The black sword energy shattered one after another, and the green sword energy was unstoppable. Often, one green sword energy could wipe out ten black sword energy.

"How could it be?" The bald old man was shocked. As a cultivator of the same level, he always felt that he was no worse than others. This situation was hard for him to accept!

"There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. Old bald donkey, Brother Wang is not someone you can deal with," Lan Xinying snorted. The Yin Buddha Sect was a cancer in the Dui Lan world. She had wanted to eradicate it long ago, but the Yin Buddha Sect was in a unique location, which could attack or defend. In addition, other forces did not want the Lan family to lose the last external enemy, so they had not been able to completely eliminate the Yin Buddha Sect.

"Not good, Brother Wang, this bald donkey is going to run away!"

The bald old man realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly made a few moves and was about to escape.

A wave suddenly appeared above Wang Hao's head, and a black Buddha's hand broke through the air, emitting a chill. Before it got close, frost appeared around Wang Hao!

Wang Hao chuckled, raised his hand and pushed, the black Buddha's hand shattered, a miserable scream sounded, there seemed to be a ghost in the Buddha's hand!

"It's not that easy to escape," Wang Hao's figure flashed after solving the Buddha's hand, and the next moment, he appeared above the bald old man's head, and the eighteen shadowless swords merged with him to form a dazzling ten-thousand-foot giant sword, falling with unstoppable momentum.

"How is this possible?" The bald old man was shocked. He had never seen such a person with magical powers. He hurriedly urged a strange spell, and a gloomy Buddhist temple appeared above his head!

Rumble, a muffled sound, the surface of the palace sank into a deep pit.

"Hey, it's interesting, it can actually block Wang's attack," Wang Hao's eyes showed an interested look. To be able to block his full-strength attack, at least it must be a top-grade Tongtian Lingbao, but the palace on the other side's head looks very strange, not like a magic weapon!

"But can you still block the second sword?" Wang Hao sneered, not giving the other party time to react, the second sword was fast and fierce.

"Puff!" With a muffled sound, eighteen shadowless swords had pierced through the black Buddhist temple and passed through the bald old man's head.

The bald old man's eyes were wide open, and even his soul was shattered.