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Chapter 516 Flying Sword Recognizes Its Master (Page 12)

Rumble!

Zhengzhengzheng!

For a time, the entire small chaotic world was filled with the terrifying sound of swords, and the breath of death was overwhelming.

This is the space of the sword world, just like a realm of swordsmanship. Even if the sword spirit has not been successfully conceived and only has a chaotic will, it is still the supreme master here.

When Chen Yang's spiritual thoughts came here, it was extremely dangerous.

You must know that this ray of his spiritual thought is connected to his soul. If he is injured, his soul will also be traumatized.

The sword energy that surged in like a mountain roaring tsunami was no different from the real tsunami in Chen Yang's mind's vision and in the real world. It contained the power to destroy the world and make people realize their own insignificance.

This is also the reason why the two elders Fengyun failed to master the flying sword after ten years of training. Because the level was not enough, in the end they could only sacrifice their souls in exchange for the flying sword for themselves to drive.

They don't even have spiritual thoughts, so what qualifications do they have to become the masters of flying swords?

"A little sword baby, I'm afraid it hasn't even hatched out of its mother's womb, right? Does it have such a bad temper?" Chen Yang said with a cold smile.

Following this sneer, his spiritual thoughts that spread out like mercury on the ground suddenly condensed and instantly turned into a golden sword of the soul.

"The soul weapon?"

Feijian Jianying's chaotic will screamed in surprise, with a hint of fear in his voice.

"Break it!" Chen Yang shouted angrily.

scoff!

The next second, a sharp golden sword light cut through the sky.

The great tide of sword energy that washed out from the depths of chaos, like a tsunami, was instantly broken by this golden sword light, revealing a long golden corridor.

As if a sword parted the sea, the scene was extremely terrifying!

The sword energy was strong and powerful, rushing straight into the deepest part of the small chaotic world.

In an instant, the golden sword light slashed to the end and reached the deepest part of the golden little world.

"Ah ah ah, stop!"

A baby screamed, filled with fear.

The Yuanshen Soldier's sword suddenly stopped and did not continue to strike.

Following the tunnel opened by the Chaos Sword Qi, Chen Yang saw a giant chaotic egg in his field of vision, with a nine-orificed baby wrapped inside it. The body of the nine-orificed baby was curled up, like a fetus in its mother's body, its eyes were closed, its heartbeat was strong, and its breathing was even.

This fetus is the gestating sword spirit, or it is called a sword baby, because it has not hatched out, it only has a chaotic will.

Chen Yang was stunned. He thought this flying sword was just an ordinary spirit-level flying sword. Unexpectedly, he had given birth to a sword baby, which was a quasi-holy level flying sword.

When the sword baby hatches, it becomes the sword spirit.

Spirit-level flying swords and holy-level flying swords are two different concepts.

Spirit-level flying swords are only driven by divine thoughts, and the distance of divine thoughts is the distance of the flying swords.

If the divine will is not strong enough, the flying sword will also be difficult to use flexibly, and one may accidentally kill oneself.

If you don't even have spiritual thoughts, you can only sacrifice your soul like Feng Lao.

The holy-level flying sword gave birth to a sword spirit, which already has an independent consciousness. In addition to being driven by the master's spiritual thoughts, it can also communicate with the master's mind and have the ability to communicate like quantum entanglement. Even outside the range of spiritual thoughts, he can still communicate with Feijian. Really achieve thousands of miles away and kill the enemy invisible.

Even when the master is in danger, the holy flying sword can instinctively protect the master.

Even if Sword Infant only has the will of chaos, it is not something that a being like Mr. Fengyun can control. In turn, Jian Ying took advantage of Feng Lao and asked him to sacrifice his soul.

With the sacrifice of Feng Lao's soul, Sword Infant can evolve faster.

Of course, this rapid evolution is also relative.

Without a powerful master who feeds back and tirelessly sacrifices, even if dozens or hundreds of souls of the level of Fengyun Er Lao are sacrificed, it will be difficult for the sword baby to grow up and transform into a real sword spirit.

After all, this is the age of the end of the Dharma. Spirits are hidden and the avenue is not revealed. The spirit of the weapon in the magic weapon will instinctively fall into deep sleep.

But this was not the case in the era when the avenue was prosperous. When the weapon spirit reached a certain level, it could even evolve independently and communicate independently with the avenue of heaven and earth.

"Submit to me and accept me as your master!" Chen Yang said to Jian Ying, straightforward, strong and domineering.

At this time, his spiritual mind was still in the state of a spiritual weapon, and the sharp sword light shrouded the entire giant egg, full of threats.

"I think I can accept you as my master and defeat my original master." Jiuqiao Sword Baby said with his eyes closed.

"what?"

Chen Yang was stunned when suddenly a sharp sword light that seemed to split the world into two shot out from an oblique angle and slashed at his Yuanshen soldiers.

Behind the sword light stood a tall shadow, with a bright head and white beard, a crown and a broad belt, simple clothes, and a vague figure. A vast and ancient aura came out, like a god from the ancient mythological era.

This old man is none other than Feijian's former master. However, he is not a real person, but a wisp of spiritual imprint that coexists with Feijian.

Endless years have passed, and if this old man had not ascended, he would have died long ago. But this imprint of divine thoughts hidden in the flying sword will exist forever. Unless Feijian is destroyed, this imprint of divine will will not disappear.

This was an ancient power. Chen Yang felt the aura of Nascent Soul from the imprint of his divine mind. He couldn't help but feel frightened and had the illusion that a disaster was imminent.

Even on the earth eons ago, the Nascent Soul could be regarded as a powerful person. His body conformed to the Great Dao, his mouth held the Heavenly Constitution, and his words followed the Dharma. He had the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the sea, and even travel the universe. His longevity was great. Thousands of years.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is already a real god.

The existences in ancient myths and legends are only at this level.

Therefore, even if it was just a wisp of ancient Yuanying spiritual imprint, Chen Yang did not dare to underestimate it. Facing the baptismal sword light that came quickly, the Yuanshen Dao Sword struck with all his strength.

when!

The dull impact sounded like thunder.

Chen Yang's eyebrows stung, and the blood in his body surged.

The Yuan Shen Dao Sword was actually thrown away, and was even split into divine thoughts. It was no match for the Yuan Ying's divine thoughts brand.

"what!"

In reality, Chen Yang let out a scream and his eyebrows were bruised.

This is a battle of spiritual thoughts, and the trauma caused will affect oneself instantly.

If Chen Yang loses, he may even lose his soul. It is extremely dangerous and is no joke.

The tall Nascent Soul Imprint stands in the chaos, as tall and imposing as Mount Tai.

"roll!"

The tall Nascent Soul Spiritual Shadow said.

"How can a person who has been dead for who knows how many thousands of years still pretend to be a big-tailed wolf? I'm already dead, so what's the point of having a ray of spiritual thought? Don't worry, from now on, this sword will be mine. Chen Yang is here to take control!" Chen Yang's eyes were cold, and a surging fighting spirit burst out from his body.

This was a confrontation within the realm of the sword, and the surrounding spectators had no idea what was happening.

They only saw Chen Yang holding the flying sword in his hand. The flying sword was buzzing and moving wildly, trying with all his strength to break free.