Tens of thousands of monsters galloped, all the monsters were frightened by the sea of swords and ran away crazily. The giant who stood up to the sky also let out a huge whimper, and fled back desperately.
With Yang Qingxuan as the center, divine swords continued to emerge from the ground, and the entire sword mound emerged from the Wuhun seal, turning the sky and the earth into a huge sword cemetery.
The terrifying sword intent surged in the air, endlessly like an ocean. Under this sword intent, all those monsters were smashed to pieces, leaving nothing left.
In this mental space, Yang Qingxuan seemed to have endless power to squander. After a cup of tea, the entire sword mound was completely copied to the vast land, all monsters were swept away, and the world turned into a dead silence.
The earth, which was originally bright and shining, has become grayed by the pressure of dead souls. Yang Qingxuan is like the ruler of this world, standing alone on the earth, with only this endless sword soul as his companion.
"All hung up?"
Yang Qingxuan looked around in a daze, but there was no sign of a monster anymore.
He frowned, and thought to himself: "What is going on with these monsters, they must be related to the barren air, but why can they invade my sea of consciousness?"
There seemed to be no solution to this question, so he didn't think about it anymore. As soon as he stopped thinking, a light flickered between his brows, and the Endless Sword Tomb immediately turned into layers of phantoms, disappearing in this vast land.
Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed, and he suddenly showed joy, and his body disappeared slowly between the sky and the earth along with the sword mound.
In the barren ancient area, the main body opened his eyes at once, and his consciousness finally returned, and he came out of the strange sea of consciousness.
When I opened my eyes, I was shocked. I don't know how long it has been, but now there are only less than one-fifth of the three hundred students left.
Only fifty or so people are still there, and all of them are weather-beaten, like warriors who have practiced asceticism for several years.
Even Su Ying, who was as beautiful as a fairy, looked like an old woman at the moment, with wrinkles on her face, she completely changed her personality, which shocked Yang Qingxuan.
Suddenly a sharp voice pierced the silent sky.
There was extreme excitement and ecstasy in the voice, "The power of the ancient soul, I have obtained the power of the ancient soul, hahaha!—"
Yang Qingxuan looked intently for a while, only to realize that the old man was Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, his whole body trembling like sifting chaff, but his face was full of surprise, a soul body visible to the naked eye stretched above his head, contacted Xiao Feng's body, and slowly merged into it.
"The power of the ancient soul!"
"Oh my god, it really is the power of the ancient soul, I'm so envious!"
Many students were awakened on the spot, and they all showed surprise, and most of them were extremely envious.
Du Ruo also opened his eyes, and sighed: "The second person who obtained the power of the ancient soul, why didn't I have such a good life?"
"well!"
Lan Yan let out a heavy sigh, stood up, shook her head and said, "I can't hold on any longer. This barren air has invaded my internal organs. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I will perish here just like the previous classmate. Although I didn't Being able to obtain the ancient soul is also of great benefit, it can only be said about time and fate."
Regret flashed across his eyes, and at the same time he glanced at Xiao Feng enviously, then turned around and disappeared within the area in a few steps.
It was only then that Yang Qingxuan discovered that not far ahead, a student fell to the ground, his body was more than half buried in the yellow sand, and he was actually dead.
The exposed face has been weathered, and the empty eyes are staring straight ahead, full of unwillingness and despair.
Yang Qingxuan sighed in his heart, how many strong people were annihilated and how many dreams were buried on this road leading to the peak throughout the ages.
The winner dominates the world, and the loser is buried in yellow sand.
There were a lot of discussions around, all talking about Xiao Feng's ancient soul, and they were all envious.
Yang Qingxuan calmed down his mood, looked fixedly, frowned slightly, and asked strangely: "The ancient soul...why does it look like a brick?"
Du Ruo turned around, glanced at him, was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "You also came out of the sea of consciousness, and it's a pity that you didn't touch the ancient soul. Originally, I thought you would have a chance."
Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and he said: "You have also entered the sea of consciousness? What is the ancient soul, and why do I have a chance?"
Su Ying, Duan Weiwei, Chen Zhen and others around were all in lamentation, feeling a little disappointed for not being able to get the ancient soul.
Du Ruo nodded, and said: "Under this barren atmosphere, as long as you concentrate your mind, you will fall into the sea of consciousness. The ancient souls are the dead souls from the ancient times, and they flowed out along the cracks in the space. Host."
Yang Qingxuan froze for a moment, and said: "I understand, but why is there a brick on top of Xiao Feng's head? Is that brick also a dead soul?"
Chen Zhen turned his head and said, "Revenant souls are not only the souls left after the death of the living beings, but also some martial souls after the death of the host will also float in the sky and the earth, and they will not disperse by chance."
Du Ruo said: "Chen Zhen is right. The Ancient Xutian Battlefield is a strange and frightening place, with countless masterless martial souls. This brick should have been a kind of martial soul before, and now it has found Xiao Feng's body." .”
Yang Qingxuan immediately understood, and suddenly realized that the thousands of monsters in the sea of consciousness before were all ancient souls!
He asked in a daze: "After putting in the body, is the previous martial spirit gone?"
Du Ruo said: "You think too much. The power of these ancient souls is looking for a destination. There are several possibilities after the host, but they will choose the best way to evolve. Some people's ancient souls will integrate into the original body of the host in the form of energy. There are also people who have two martial souls in their martial soul, but there are also situations like what you said, where the martial soul is replaced by the ancient soul. But no matter which form it is, it is definitely the best choice."
The rest of the people were also stunned, and Meng Rui said in amazement: "Two martial spirits appear? Is this possible?"
Du Ruo nodded, and said: "Before I came to Tiancong Academy, I deliberately searched a lot of classics about Xutian Ancient Battlefield in Yunqian Palace. It is true that after obtaining the ancient soul, two martial souls appeared at the same time."
"Hey! After running in the sea of consciousness for a long time, I didn't see a single shadow of the ancient soul. Finally, I was too tired and came out."
Su Ying was full of depression, and said: "It's better to have a good life." After saying that, envy flashed in her eyes.
Yang Qingxuan asked in shock: "Wen Wen was the first to obtain the ancient soul?"
Wen Wen was not far away, sitting cross-legged, and his whole body was extremely sallow, but there was a little more expression on his face, as if he had fallen into a certain state, ignorant of what happened outside.
Du Ruo said: "Yes, Wen Wen was the first to obtain the ancient soul, and he should be in the fusion state now, what a lucky fate." He was also full of envy.
(end of this chapter)