C600 The Sword Spirit Pool Is Empty
C600 The Sword Spirit Pool Is Empty
Zuo Hsingzhou didn't care much about this kind of situation. He focused all of his attention on the situation at the bottom of the pool.
And at this time, the Patriarch of Swordspirit Academy actually threw out the copper box in his hand.
The bronze chest was actually a Sword Box. Carrying an ancient and ethereal aura, it became a stream of light and fell into the lake.
Beside Chen Yu, Hsu Yuan suddenly formed a sword technique, and a red sword spirit flew out of his body, flying towards the floating sword spirit above Sword Spirit Pool.
Moo Su's eyes flashed. A hint of expectation suddenly appeared on his cold face. He also summoned her sword spirit.
The copper Sword Box fell into the water, sinking straight into the water.
Hsu Yuan's sword spirit stabbed into the floating sword spirits. Suddenly, the four to five sword spirits that were suspended in the air trembled and took the initiative to head towards Hsu Yuan's sword spirit. One of their auras was light and nimble, leading the charge to meet Hsu Yuan's sword spirit.
Hsu Yuan's sword spirit aura soared and suddenly flew back. Surprise flashed across his face.
The Sword Sect disciples that saw this scene were all shocked, feeling that Hsu Yuan's method of fusing with the sword spirits was too easy, as though he was not even rejected in the slightest.
It had to be known that after the sword spirits of the predecessors had returned to their Sword Spirit Pool, even if they continued to decline, they would still be more willing to stay in the Sword Spirit Pool. They would not choose to merge with the sword spirits of the later generations because they might be reborn, but the sword spirits had their pride belonging to the way of the sword, so they would rather turn into mere remnant sword spirits in the end within the Sword Spirit Pool. This was also the main reason why most Sword Sect disciples usually obtained very little.
But now, after Hsu Yuan released the sword spirit, he had easily obtained the recognition of a sword spirit left behind by a person with Sword Spirit Pool.
While she was still in shock, Moo Su's sword spirit had already flown above the Sword Spirit Pool.
In a flash, a dozen sword spirits moved in unison to welcome him. At this moment, a surprising scene occurred as three sword spirits that were equally cold crashed into Moo Su's sword spirits and merged into one with Moo Su's sword spirit. In other words, at the same time, Moo Su's sword spirit had merged with three remaining sword spirits that came from Sword Spirit Pool.
Normally, this kind of encounter with Wu Tie was enough to cause a huge uproar, but under the frequent changes in Sword Spirit Pool, it did not cause any waves. Because, at this time, there were more Sword Spirits flying out from all over the side of the pool towards the Sword Spirit Group that was hovering in the sky. With Hsu Yuan and Moo Su as examples, all of the Sword Sect disciples no longer hesitated and did not want to miss this great opportunity.
Hundreds of Sword Spirits gradually flew towards the Sword Spirit Group that was still hovering in the sky. They were as concentrated as rain, dazzling everyone around them.
Even Ximen Guanshui and the others had already released their sword spirits. When the sword spirits that were left in the pool no longer resisted the fusion of the Sword Sect disciples' sword spirits, it was as if a great feast had taken place here.
As the instigator of this scene, Chen Yu was speechless.
It was not hard to tell that the reason why these Sword Sect disciples were able to easily fuse with sword spirits and increase their own sword spirits was because of the black Broken Sword.
Chen Yu guessed that the black Broken Sword's act of devouring the sword spirits caused these sword spirits to be terrified, and decided to absorb the sword spirits of the Sword Sect disciples on their own accord!
Of course, there were some things that were difficult to explain here, such as the reaction of the sword spirits when the black Broken Sword first entered the Sword Spirit Pool. At that time, whether it was' Jun Lin ',' Lei Xiao 'or even the other powerful broken sword spirits, none of them had any intention of repelling the black Broken Sword. Instead, they all jumped out of the water surface, as if they were deliberately doing this in front of the black Broken Sword.
No matter what, Chen Yu had a new understanding of the black Broken Sword's strength and strangeness.
Just at this moment, the Sword Box thrown out by the Patriarch of Swordspirit Academy had already sunk into the water. Streaks of dazzling little rays of light suddenly appeared, continuously diffused and as fine as a net, they penetrated and covered the entire Sword Spirit Pool.
The ancient aura erupted explosively, bringing with it a mysterious and extraordinary intent that dyed a pool of clear water.
The dazzling net of light carried with it a sealing force.
The deep lake water rippled, and one sword image after another became clear, being enveloped by the light net released by the Sword Box.
At this time, he could see that there were still six sword images left at the bottom of the pool. One of them was especially eye-catching, it was pitch black.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh. The light net that the Sword Box released suddenly shrunk, and pulled the six sword images towards the open Sword Box. Other than the black sword images, the other five sword images were pulled extremely quickly, and were pulled into the Sword Box s in the blink of an eye.
Inside the light net, the five sword images had no chance to resist and were dragged into the Sword Box s.
The aura of the Sword Box gave Chen Yu an indescribable feeling. This feeling was kind of familiar to him, and when he thought about it, the appearance of the Star Ruler appeared subconsciously in his mind.
Divine Artifact! This was the wondrous aura that only Divine Artifact possessed.
The black sword projection was also being pulled, but the speed at which it was being pulled was much slower than the other five sword projection.
At the first glance, Chen Yu saw a black sword shadow that was faintly discernible in the light net and he subconsciously knew that it was his black Broken Sword. When it was pulled, he sensed that the black Broken Sword's aura had become violent and was resisting.
The sword images swayed, being pulled closer and closer by the net of light.
His aura fluctuated more and more violently. Suddenly, the black sword image exploded with a dark light.
The black light was like the flashing of thunder, like the blossoming of spring thunder.
The light net was suddenly torn apart by the black light. The black light rose up, and the sword shadow split open the water as it flew out like thunder.
"Lei Xiao!" Someone exclaimed.
The middle-aged woman's expression slightly changed. Her hands flew out and made a hand gesture similar to a sword technique.
The torn up light net started to dissipate, the Sword Box flew out and chased after the black sword projection.
However, in a flash, the sword shadow that had turned into black lightning directly flew towards Chen Yu's side of the lake. However, in a flash, the sword shadow that had turned into black lightning directly flew towards Chen Yu's side of the lake.
Swish
Zuo Hsingzhou's reaction was the fastest. With a lift of his hand, a powerful sword Qi that contained an indestructible sword intent shot out, slashing straight at the black sword shadow.
At Zuo Hsingzhou's level of strength, with his powerful soul, the Profound Dark Divine Will would be released with just a thought and intervene in reality.
This was Zuo Hsingzhou's simplest and fastest attack. The power of Zuo Hsingzhou's sword qi condensed and the sword intent was like a rainbow. It directly suppressed the black sword image's sword intent, making it impossible for the black Broken Sword to dodge.
Pop, the sword qi slashed at the black Broken Sword, the sword intent appeared and filled the air, the thunderous intent contained in the black sword image instantly dissipated. However, just at this moment, the black Broken Sword suddenly spread out, transforming into tiny black sword silhouettes.
"Wings of God!" Zuo Hsingzhou saw that his attack failed to block the black sword shadow and his face turned ugly.
In an instant, the black Broken Sword flew a few meters away.
Another ray of sword light cut across the sky towards the black sword shadow. The sword light was like the bright moonlight, bright and clear, ethereal and distant, its power not inferior to Zuo Hsingzhou's sword qi. The one who attacked was precisely the middle-aged woman.
At the same time, another ray of sword light appeared, slashing towards the black sword projection in an attempt to block the black sword projection. These sword images came from Tu Jin, Rong Qingzhi, and the other higher ups of Sword Sect.
The higher ups of the Sword Sect did not care at all. After the black sword shadows escaped from the Sword Box's pull, they had already judged that they were only slightly slower than Zuo Hsingzhou.
Under the attacks of so many sharp sword images, the black Broken Sword seemed to be unable to dodge at all, but at the same time, the black sword images flashed and a new sword intent rose.
King's Landing! When the sword intent came together, it was as if it wanted to lord over the world and subdue all of the thousands of sword shadows that had surrounded it.
In this brief moment of stagnation, the black sword image that carried the black light suddenly vanished, and the sword image suddenly became indiscernible, as if it had completely vanished.
To everyone's perception, there was only a sliver of shadow wandering past. It actually passed through the gaps between the powerful sword images, and in the next moment, it disappeared from their powerful telepathic perception.
Everyone turned their heads to look at Chen Yu.
At this moment, Chen Yu felt a familiar aura return to his body and enter his dantian. The moment the Divine Will congealed, he 'saw' that a pitch-black sword shadow that was floating in his Dantian, it was the black Broken Sword.
It was just that the current black Broken Sword had already changed its appearance. It still had the appearance of a Broken Sword, but its location was no longer in the center. Instead, it was close to the tip of the sword. In other words, compared to the past, it had been restored by quite a bit. Its body had grown quite a bit, and it was no longer as badly damaged as it was in the past.
Amongst the black Broken Sword, Chen Yu sensed a few different sword intent auras.
The gazes of Zuo Hsingzhou, the middle-aged woman, Tu Jin, Rong Qingzhi, and the other experts all gathered on Chen Yu. Their expressions were all constantly changing and the enormous pressure they brought to Chen Yu caused him to feel suffocated.
Shua, a ray of light flew over and landed beside the middle aged woman's body, floating, it was the ancient Sword Box.
For a moment, none of the higher ups of the Sword Sect spoke a word.
At this time, above the Sword Spirit Pool, the many floating sword spirits seemed to have been released, as streams of sword spirits rained down from the sky.
The situation was still noisy, and some Sword Sect disciples couldn't help but let out cries of pleasant surprise. Within a short period of time, most of them had gained something.
Hsu Yuan's body stiffened. His face was pale. The pressure from the higher ups of Sword Sect was not aimed at him, but he still felt that it was unbearable. Even Moo Su could not help but lower his head.
"Is this what you said? Have you lost control of your sword spirit?" Finally, Tu Jin opened his mouth and spoke in a sinister voice with cold killing intent flickering in his eyes.