"Brother Lin..." Xia Houyan said solemnly: "Do you know where our Supreme Heavenly Sacred Sword comes from?"
Lin Yang has already stepped into the Tianjianfang with Xia Houyan and others.
"Master Rock, please advise."
"Hey... I'm ashamed to say that although the old man and others claim that they can refine the Peak Sacred Artifact, the finished products they successfully refine are simply hard to compare with the top ten most powerful sacred soldiers on the holy sword list."
"Could it be that..." Lin Yang understood something.
"Yes. The holy soldiers on the holy sword list, except for your Ximen’s [Heaven Broken Sword] and Daxue Mountain’s [Snow Mountain Spirit Sword], the rest even the Tiger Soul Sword was born from the sword pool of this Heavenly Sword Workshop. Yeah!!!"
"No way!" Wen Hui exclaimed next to her, obviously shocked by this secret.
Xia Houyan sighed heavily and told Lin that Wen and Wen had a secret that only the strongest of the universe knew.
For thousands of years, the peak level of Tianyu Refining Artifacts has been stalled due to the lack of spiritual fire and divine materials. Other types of Supreme Sacred Artifacts do not matter, but if you want to obtain a truly powerful Supreme Sacred Sword, that is the only way. It is the sword pond of Tianjianfang.
However, it is by no means an easy task to take the Supreme Sacred Sword from the sword pond. Not only does it require earth-shattering wealth, but it also almost requires life as a bet.
Therefore, in tens of thousands of years, there are fewer than ten holy soldiers in the entire universe that can be called the supreme-level holy sword, which shows how difficult and dangerous the challenge of this sword pool is.
As everyone walked, Zhang Tianfang had already activated a prohibition in the depths of an inner hall, opening a long passage for everyone, which actually led directly to the underground.
Lin Yang and the others walked in. At the same time, the guests who were onlookers saw the legendary sword pond opened, and naturally followed them down with curiosity. Among them, there are some distinguished powerhouse supreme, people from Tianjianfang. There was no block, and a team of about a hundred people finally formed and went underground.
After going on for about a cup of tea, Lin Yang saw the legendary sword pond.
This is a huge lake that stretches for thousands of meters, clear to the bottom, no waves, several huge night pearls suspended on the ceiling of the underground space, emitting a faint aura.
Through the clear water, Lin Yang saw that there were countless swords of various shapes and sizes deeply inserted under this huge lake, all wrapped in a peculiar black sludge. Not a trace of spiritual power fluctuations were noticed.
No wonder there are no powerful holy artifacts outside, and these holy swords are all sealed by the supreme spell.
Xia Houyan next to him continued to explain to Lin Yang: "These holy swords are all sealed by the Imperial Court with unique secret techniques. Even the existence of the holy emperor peak can't sense the spirit power inside. Almost all the people who come here to take swords I can guess..."
Guess
Lin Yang looked around and saw that there were tens of thousands of holy swords under this huge lake. Isn't it cheating if you just rely on guessing
"What is the price of taking the sword?" Lin Yang asked the most critical question.
"Xianyuan..." Xia Houyan said solemnly: "One hundred tons of Xianyuan once, and at least three swords must be taken once the sword pond is opened, unless..."
"Oh my God! One hundred tons of Xianyuan, and three more times?" Wen Hui next to her was shocked by this number.
No wonder what Shen Tuyou said just now that Lin Yang couldn't afford it if he sold it. The three hundred tons of Xianyuan was almost equivalent to the Ximen family's one-year net income.
"Unless what?" Lin Yang asked again.
"Unless... the person who takes the sword runs out of blood and dies, it can't be stopped." Xia Houyan finally said the most pitted part of this sword pond: "In addition to the Supreme Sacred Sword in this sword pond, there are many more The evil demon sword, the person who takes the sword needs to unseal the external seal with his own blood and blood. Once he touches those demon swords, he will be drained of his blood and blood, and die, even the holy emperor will not be spared."
This is the most terrifying place! !
Lin Yang understood why there were so few Supreme Sacred Swords in Tianyu for such a long time, and he also understood why Tianfang was so arrogant.
Because he believed that Lin Yang was destined to plant some blood in Jianchi today, which would cost a lot of money in the light of it, and would really die here in severe cases.
"Here, young man." As he spoke, Zhang Tianfang in front had already turned away coldly, facing Lin Yang:
"Master Xiahou has already made it clear to you just now, so come here... Let me see how you took over the rules of my Heavenly Sword Square today!!"
rise! !
As soon as he stretched out his hand and snorted coldly, I saw an emerald green lotus leaf slowly rising above the lake surface of the sword pond, as if the whole body was carved from emerald, and the greenness was dripping.
Almost all the audience in the audience saw the legendary event of taking swords from the sword pond with their own eyes. All of them stared wide and took a look at the aura of the lotus leaf, and then took a look at the forest standing on the spot. Yang, no one dared to speak.
"Lin Yi..." At this time, Wen Hui was a little panicked after all.
She really cared about Lin Yang in her heart and was afraid that he would risk his life, but the two of them were forced to this point. They were in a dilemma, and the little girl suddenly became confused.
"Brother Lin, the old man advises you to forget it... It's a big deal, the old man sold the three hundred tons of Xianyuan for you, let's not breathe with him!" Xia Houyan also persuaded.
But Lin Yang turned his head and smiled at Wen Hui, then turned to Xia Houyan: "Master Yan... can you borrow Lin Yang's 100-ton fairy source first?"
Hey-hey!
This sentence immediately caused Shen Tuyou in the crowd to sneer: "How much skill do I have when I am Master Lin? I have to borrow money to support the scene... There is a saying, how to put a swollen face into a fat man? That kind of person, hehehe."
Shen Tuyou's voice was not loud, but it made everyone in the sword pond hear clearly.
People shook their heads and sighed, obviously not optimistic about this Lin Yi to the extreme.
"Brother Lin, think about it again!" Xia Houyan was really worried for Lin Yang.
"Does Master Yan still have no confidence in Lin Yi? Don't worry, this one hundred tons of Xianyuan is definitely worth the money!" Lin Yang smiled slightly, but spoke with confidence, which made everyone in Xiahou's family and Wen Hui the same. Froze.
Does he really have any way to avoid those magic swords and obtain the Supreme Sacred Artifact
impossible
"Don't delay! The old man is still very busy..." Zhang Tianfang over there began to urge coldly.
it is good! !
Finally, Xia Houyan gritted his teeth and took out a universe bag and gave it to Lin Yang. Lin Yang went directly to Zhang Tianfang without any ink stains. Before putting the bag, he asked the last question: "Treasurer Zhang, I don’t know if you have any restrictions. How many times did I take my sword?"
"Huh! Limit the number of times? We open the door to do business, as long as you have a source of immortality, you can take the sword at will... But, you have the life to take your own three times before you talk!!!" Zhang Tianfang sneered, but did not find Lin Yang's eyes. The cold light in the depths.
Unlimited number of times, great!
Then you can watch it today! !
The corner of Lin Yang's mouth hooked like a devil. After putting down the Qiankun bag, he jumped onto the emerald lotus leaf, and then controlled the lotus leaf with his mind power to travel only less than five meters on the lake, and then cut it open. An aura of pale yellow blood flowed from his wrist.
Ah
The people around were taken aback.
Have you chosen so soon
Is this kid giving up on himself, or is he really that sure?
I saw that the yellow blood flowed into the lake, directly rushing towards the long sword covered with thick silt. When the blood light touched the sword body, I saw a click, the silt on the outer layer. It began to loosen and collapse.
Really selected! !
People were excited and flocked to the lake, staring at everything that happened in the lake with wide-open eyes.
Especially the Xiahou family and Wen Hui, they were so nervous that they almost couldn't breathe, for fear that after the silt dissipated, there would be a fierce devouring life.
Snap it.
Essence and blood were still infiltrating into the sword body, and the silt outside was collapsing more and more. Everyone had seen a section of the sword hilt emerging from it, without any effusion light overflowing, and they gave a long boo.
Oh~~~
It doesn't seem to be a big flower head! !
Judging from the current situation, when Lin Yang took the sword this time, it seemed that he did not encounter the deadly magic sword, but he definitely did not open any supreme sacred weapon, just an ordinary rotten sword, and wasted a hundred tons of fairy source. ! !
It's a big loss.
"Hmph." People clearly heard Zhang Tianfang's sneer, obviously not surprised by the result.
joke.
If the Supreme Sacred Sword could be opened so easily, then Yu Tianting had already closed the sword pond, so what else could wait until Lin Yi came to this arrogance
After people sighed, they heard a crash. Lin Yang had already removed all the silt on the outer layer and unsealed the seal on the outer layer. Then, with a move of mind, he directly grabbed the holy sword underneath in his hands.
"It's a short sword..."
Everyone was paying attention, and saw that Lin Yang was holding a black dagger that was one foot long in his hand, which looked like a jet-black wooden stick from a distance, and there was no awesomeness in the whole body.
"Oh, the old man with this sword has seen it before." An old man with a long beard in the crowd was about to drag him to his waist suddenly said: "50 years ago, the old man was fortunate to see a few powerful Xuanyuan people here to pick it up. Swords, among them there is a similar ebony short sword, alas... it's just an intermediate holy weapon, it was really distressing at the time."
"Oh... What a pity!" Everyone shook their heads and sighed, but some people called out in surprise:
"Hey! Isn't this [Master Cangling]? Your old man is here to watch the ceremony again this time!!"
"What? It turned out to be Master Cangling. Isn't that an old god who is almost two thousand years old, has appeared here?"
"Hahaha!" The Master Cangling smiled and stroked his long beard, looking like an immortal spirit: "Let the children laugh, and the old way also likes to join in the fun, but it's a pity that Young Master Lin is at a disadvantage. what… "
Huh.
Before the words were over, everyone felt a chill in their necks, and a terrifying chill swept through the audience, as if countless sharp knives were cutting their own skin inch by inch.
Master Cangling, an old senior, suddenly shrank his neck, and then a pair of old eyes were about to bulge out of his eye sockets, and he looked at the young man in the green shirt in the distance.
Lin Yang has already pulled out that dagger.