Swords kept flying from all over the grassland, and then came to the rainy sky before the mausoleum.
More than ten swords hovered around Chen Changsheng's body.
There are countless auras, earth-shattering, but whether it is Teng Xiaoming's domineering magic skills, or Nanke's burning true blood, he only needs to reach out and take a sword from the rain, and he can break it with a wave.
Ning Cui and Hua Qiu looked at this scene, their faces were pale, their legs felt a little weak, and they were about to be unable to stand.
Some of those swords are long, some are short, some are wide, some are thin, some are domineering, some are low-key, some exude holy light, and some overflow with magic breath, but they all have the same characteristic, these swords... Both are famous.
Shanhai Sword, Holy Maiden Sword, Yuenu Sword, Qiushui Sword, Bihu Sword, Zhangba Divine Sword, Moshuai Banner Sword, Dragon Chanting Sword... After hundreds of years, these peerless and famous swords that have disappeared for a long time finally reappeared in front of the eyes of the world.
Now, the swords rest quietly in the rain.
Chen Changsheng stood inside the sword in the rain.
After all, time is still the most powerful magical weapon. The famous swords of the past have been broken. The best-preserved one is Nanxizhai’s Zhaijian, followed by Shanhaijian. The rest of the swords are more or less incomplete. Looking at the soil in the grassland, when the soil is gradually washed away by the rain, the rust marks inside are exposed, and it has long lost its original style, which makes people feel sad.
But in the rainstorm, these swords still exude an air of indifference and pride.
Nan Ke couldn't understand and couldn't accept, why these peerless and famous swords that were once extremely proud would obey Chen Changsheng's will, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find the answer.
Chen Changsheng didn't know it himself. He only knew that these once peerless swords wanted to leave Zhou Garden. However, for hundreds of years, there have been many human cultivators from the demon race who have entered this grassland on which the sun never sets. Why did these swords choose him?
The most critical reason is the sword intent in the yellow paper umbrella.
The sword intent was separated from the sword body hundreds of years ago, and since that day it has become the only free soul in the sword pool, representing those famous swords that cannot leave the sword pool, constantly releasing their own breath to the outside of the grassland.
Chen Changsheng was holding a yellow paper umbrella, so he could clearly sense the sword intent.
When he let that sword intent enter the yellow paper umbrella, it meant the return of an old man who had left the sword pond, and he proved his identity to those proud famous swords. But this is not enough. These famous swords have been dusted for many years, and their ambitions have gradually faded away. If they are not sure enough to leave, they would rather continue to sleep at the bottom of the sword pool, at least they can exist for a few more years, otherwise they will rise up the final sword spirit. If this fight is not successful, it is very likely that the sword will be broken.
Chen Changsheng had to prove to these swords that he had enough persistence and ability to take them out of Zhou Garden.
The former is not a problem, he is a young boy in his youth, his clean eyes are full of persistence and desire for freedom of life, the latter is originally a huge problem, but when the departed soul of the black dragon entered his body and began to fall asleep, It will not be a problem.
The jade ruyi attached to the black dragon's soul is now tied to his wrist, and it is getting brighter and brighter as it is washed by the rain.
This piece of jade Ruyi is the portable magic weapon of the Holy Empress Tianhai, carrying her powerful aura.
Chen Changsheng's persistence and amiability coupled with this powerful aura spread throughout the grassland through the sword intent and the yellow paper umbrella. Although those peerless famous swords are broken, their sword intent still exists. Along with their masters, they have seen many strong men, and their experience and knowledge are very strong. . Even if Zhou Dufu is still alive, the owner of that powerful breath may take them away from Zhou Garden, let alone now
So they came to Chen Changsheng's side in capes and rain.
Just where are these swords usually? Where exactly is Jianchi
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The rain washed those old famous swords, and also washed Nanke's little face.
Her face became whiter and whiter, just like the fast sword, the flames in her eyes were gradually extinguished, but there was still no fear—shock and anger were her respect for the history represented by these swords and The disdain for Chen Changsheng and the intense emotional reaction caused by the disappointment that the contrast between the two caused her did not mean anything else.
Looking at the more than ten famous swords hanging quietly around Chen Changsheng's body, she said after a moment of silence: "You were just defeated before the two swords were broken. Do you want to rebel today?"
Those swords couldn't understand her words, and continued to be silent in the rain. The cold rain dripped down the miserable fracture of Moshuai's flag sword, and fell from the flat section of the front of Shanhaijian, without answering her.
Nan Ke raised the soul wood in his hand, the black soul wood became darker and heavier after being wet by the rain.
The animal hordes around the mausoleum were already in a commotion, and now they became even more violent following her action. Countless screaming monster beasts roared, left the grassland ground, and blasted towards the place where the rain fell!
She didn't want to do this, but Chen Changsheng and these swords forced her to do so. At this point, she couldn't care less, even if Zhou Ling would be defiled and defiled by thousands of low-level monsters.
The soul tree suddenly shone brightly.
Beast Tide Black Sea was accompanied by countless terrifying roars, setting off countless huge waves, the grassland began to tremble, even the mausoleum began to vibrate, and countless monsters began to attack!
Nanke looked at him and shouted: "Chen Changsheng, do you think you can survive with these old broken swords!"
Chen Changsheng looked at the boundless sea of monsters and beasts around the mausoleum, and remained silent.
Not far behind him, Xu Yourong was leaning against the main entrance of the mausoleum, holding a parasol bow, wrapped in sackcloth, with his eyes closed, not knowing when he would wake up again.
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