This small moonlight sword is less than three inches long. The jade color is clean and flawless, snow-white, exquisite and exquisite. The style is simple, round and cute. It is more like the jade ornaments worn by some noble people in ancient times. There is also a little finger on the hilt. The thick and thin hollows should be used to thread threads and hang them. The sword peaks are extremely blunt and may not be enough for cutting tofu.
It is really hard to imagine that such a small jade sword the size of a palm could have emitted such power to destroy the world before, with brilliance filling the sky and overwhelming power. It was equivalent to the full blow of the peak Martial Emperor. , if Ding Hao didn't have the rusty sword in his hand, I'm afraid it would have been blasted to the point where not even a bit of dregs would be left.
After careful observation, Ding Hao handed the sealing sword to the demon cat Xie Yue and asked it to put it away.
"Damn it, this little thing is too scary. Is your seal reliable? If it breaks through the seal and bursts out of the space bag, wouldn't even Meow's belly be exploded?" Xie Yue looked worried.
"If you don't want to take it, just give it to me." Ding Hao stretched out his hand.
"Meow... Well, let me save this for you first." Xie Yue said with a smile.
Although it is a little more dangerous, it is after all a weapon of fighting spirit that contains the power of the peak Martial Emperor's full blow. For Uncle Xie Yue, such a treasure has not warmed up even if it falls into his hands. How could it be possible again? Hand it over.
Ding Hao sat there and adjusted his breath for a while.
Every time he activates the rusty sword and awakens the supreme aura in it, he consumes too much profound energy, and the power in his body is almost drained away. Even Ding Hao's cultivation techniques and physique are far beyond those of the same realm. However, it is also a bit unbearable.
Ding Hao has roughly calculated that in his prime state, he can only activate the Rusty Sword twice in a row at most, and the power of the last one is much worse than the first one. If he activates it forcibly a third time, his whole body He will be fucked by an adult, and his soul will be gone immediately.
An entire hour later, Ding Hao felt that some of the strength in his body had recovered.
He began to think about another question -
Since there are such terrifying fighting spirit weapons in the Broken Sword Mountain Range, how did people like Song Que, Demon Emperor, Demon Emperor, Bai Quanshui and others pass through this area? You must know that they are only half-step Martial Emperor or one-aperture Martial Emperor. The one with the highest strength does not exceed the two-aperture Martial Emperor, and it is absolutely difficult to resist the attack of the peak Martial Emperor level.
But along the way, I didn't see them turning back.
This shows that Song Que and other super powerful people have already gone through this ancient road.
Are they so lucky that they won't encounter this level of fighting spirit weapon along the way
Ding Hao wouldn't think so.
I'm afraid they also have extremely terrifying supreme weapons in their hands, right? Even if they can take it out, then the geniuses of these super sects should not have no trump cards in their hands.
Thinking of this, Ding Hao felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
We really cannot underestimate the background of these superpowers, otherwise we may make fatal mistakes.
After adjusting his breath and regaining his strength, Ding Hao started to move forward with Ji Yingqi on his back.
Having reached this point, Ding Hao could not retreat.
The various magic medicines needed to rescue the comatose Ximen Qianxue are all in the mysterious ruins. The various magic weapons-specific ingredients needed by the Sword Ancestor and the Sword Ancestor may also be at the end of the ancient road. Ding Hao must insist on walking.
In the blink of an eye, more than one day passed.
During this period, Ding Hao encountered several more dangers, which inexplicably inspired the sleeping spirit weapons of fighting spirit.
Six of them have the attack power of the Martial Emperor's peak state.
There was even one that vaguely reached the level of a half-step Martial Emperor. It launched a devastating attack, turning almost everything within a three or four mile radius into fly ash. Fortunately, these weapons did not come in succession. Ding Hao could do it every time. Using the power of the Supreme Qi in the rusty sword, he sealed them almost dangerously.
This is definitely a heaven-defying gain.
Although each sealed fighting spirit weapon can only be consumed once, it can turn the situation around if used properly at critical moments.
What Ding Hao still hasn't figured out yet is how these sleeping spiritual energy weapons of fighting spirit are inspired to launch suicidal attacks? Did the profound energy in his body trigger them? It was the energy of the living beings that made them react.
As time went by, the terrain gradually leveled off.
Ding Hao gradually walked out of this sword metal mountain range.
"Follow this metal mountain col and go forward. There is no need to take detours. If you keep walking, you should be able to get out of this ancient road!" Ji Yingqi lay on Ding Hao's back and said with a smile: "Brother Ding, I don't know what the ninth What kind of world will it be like if we travel the ancient road to the west? I’m really curious!”
Ding Hao smiled and said: "We'll know when we get there..."
Just as he was about to raise his leg to move forward, at this moment, Ding Hao's expression suddenly changed. He seemed to have sensed something. He stood quietly for a while, then suddenly raised his leg and walked towards the right...
"Hey? Brother Ding, you are on the wrong track..." Ji Yingqi reminded.
Ding Hao shook his head, said nothing, and continued walking to the right.
On the right, there is still a continuous stretch of metal peaks, which are even more weird and abrupt. They are arranged in a strange direction. Ji Yingqi frowns slightly. Her instinct with extremely sharp instinct tells her that these strange and abrupt peaks are like loyal ones. The guards seemed to be guarding some noble being.
A sense of danger that she had never experienced before made her heart tremble, almost overwhelming him.
"Brother Ding, we can't go any further. I feel murderous intent. It's extremely dangerous..." Ji Yingqi looked pale and almost out of breath.
Ding Hao paused slightly, and finally shook his head: "I have to go and see."
He released his tyrannical consciousness and enveloped Ji Yingqi, cutting off some of the dangerous feeling. The little girl felt a little better, but she was still overwhelmed by the dangerous and terrifying feeling, and felt waves of heart palpitations.
"Brother Ding, what do you... feel?" Ji Yingqi was a little worried.
"I can't tell yet." Ding Hao had a trace of doubt on his face.
Ji Yingqi felt the danger, but Ding Hao's sixth-level intuition discovered more for some reason. After the boundless dangerous fluctuations, Ding Hao noticed an extremely strange calling power, as if there was someone who had never known him before. It’s as if the relatives I have seen who are connected by blood are constantly calling me from a distant place.
This is a very strange feeling.
It has appeared in Ding Hao's heart many times.
The last time this feeling occurred, Ding Hao entered.
What will happen this time
Following the feeling in his heart, Ding Hao walked forward step by step.
A few hours passed, and the feeling of calling like a family member became clearer and clearer. We had already passed a dozen lonely metal sword peaks four to five hundred meters high. Looking through the red storm, we gradually saw a figure reaching into the sky in front of us. shadow.
Walking closer, you can finally see clearly the true face of the towering shadow in front of you.
Ding Hao opened his mouth wide.
This is a metal sword peak.
A sword peak with a diameter of only twenty or thirty meters, but a height that is almost impossible to measure. It is composed of various long knives that appear to be in extremely good condition. They are not as rusty and broken as other swords in this world. Instead, it shimmered with dazzling light and was filled with cold air, as if it were a tower of silver light.
This is the first time Ding Hao has seen such a complete long sword in this world.
The strange thing is that this knife tower towers into the clouds for thousands of meters. Every knife that makes up it is very complete. Ding Hao observed it very carefully. It is not like other metal peaks that are composed of broken fragments of various weapons. The components of the peak are all long swords, without any other long swords or other weapons mixed with them.
At the bottom of the knife tower, Ding Hao saw a series of strange steps.
This step is composed of the blade of a long knife, like a long dragon wrapped around it, spiraling upward, wrapping around the knife tower and leading to the sky above.
That vague feeling of blood connection came from the top of the knife tower.
After Ding Hao thought for a while, he carried Ji Yingqi on his back, climbed up the stairs, and started climbing on the blade steps.
On the steps of the knife tower, the suppressive power of the ancient laws of heaven and earth is even greater.
After climbing less than twenty meters, Ding Hao felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back. His steps became heavier. He had to slowly adjust his breath and luck, always maintaining the best condition of his body, and slowly moved forward. OK.
In order to nip it in the bud, Ding Hao held the rusty sword tightly in his hand.
The whole climbing process is long and arduous.
With Ding Hao's physical strength at this time, he had to sit cross-legged on the steps of the long sword every half an hour to adjust his breath and regain his strength.
During this process, Ding Hao also had to take care of Ji Yingqi and two pets.
He had previously thought about placing the three of them under the knife tower, but considering that the world was too dangerous, he did not do so in the end. Ding Hao could not let the tragedy that happened to Ji Yingnan happen to Ji Yingqi again.
Sweat fell drop by drop.
It fell with a clatter on the bladed steps at my feet.
Ding Hao looked as if he had just been fished out of the water. He was soaked to the skin, sweat was steaming around him like layers of white mist, and he still had to maintain the existence of the mysterious energy shield. For Ding Hao, it is simply a dual training of physical strength and profound energy.
Ever since he entered the realm of Xiantian Wuzong, Ding Hao has never been so embarrassed.
Several times he almost gave up and returned the same way, but the increasingly clear feeling of calling coming from the top of the knife tower made Ding Hao grit his teeth and persevere.