Chapter 1488: Unending sword spirit, wake up

As Yun Feiyang guessed.
Sword mound, one of the forbidden areas of Little God Realm, was indeed formed by some formation.
Who arranged it is unknown, but the value of existence is to wait for someone to inherit and inherit the hidden sword formation inside the sword mound.
Those who inherit the sword formation must first crack the formation.
Wan Zailai, there are countless warriors coming to Jianzuo, but no one can crack it.
In fact, Jianzuo was brought by the power of engulfment, and its existence should be traced back to a farther distance.
In the endless years, no one can crack the formation, and the sword formation cannot be obtained.
Until today, Yun Feiyang's arrival has successfully stimulated the formation, and allowed his ever-present sword formation to evolve continuously.
It has to be said that it is opportunity and destiny.
If Yun Feiyang first entered the sword tomb and walked to the stone platform, with the strength of the time, there was no possibility of stimulating the formation.
The reason is very simple. The first element to stimulate the formation must have a strong soul.
Among all the realms, the martial arts who have met the conditions are basically gone, except for the quasi-immortals such as Emperor Heaven and Ziwei.
The sword array existing in the sword mound is named Zhutian sword array.
The creator is unknown, because after Yun Feiyang's enlightenment, only one sentence sounded in Shihai, and there was no other message.
"Zhutian Sword Array..."
Yun Feiyang murmured: "What a domineering name."
"Ok?"
Suddenly, he found that the sword hanging in the sky like a star had fallen down and scattered on the stone platform again.
Among them, there are two faint rays of light flashing, which is a remnant of the Hunyuan Qiankun sword!
"really!"
Yun Feiyang didn't show much excitement.
In fact, in this land of strong sword spirit and strong sword spirit, there are fragments of the swords of the Hunyuan Qiankun, which is really normal.
"call out!"
Yun Feiyang's big hand waved two fragments into the flying world.
...
The land of swords.
The sword pickers still gathered at the edge of the pit.
Jianzuo's sudden disappearance was really incredible for them.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, the old man noticed something and immediately turned his head.
The other warriors gathered nearby also found something, and all looked towards the inside of the deep pit.
Soon, a handsome young man floated from the pit.
"It's him!"
Everyone was surprised.
Yun Feiyang landed lightly on the ground, looked back at the deep hole, and said, "Since then, there is no sword mound anymore."
The existence of the sword mound is waiting for the fate.
Yun Feiyang won the sword formation, and there was a permanent forbidden land, which was also considered alive.
"Wait."
He swept the crowd and said, "Every year you leave the old year and welcome the new year, you don't have to come here to pick up the sword."
At the end of the conversation, he got up and flew away.
Many warriors witnessed Yun Feiyang disappear, but they were also at a loss.
It wasn't until the next day of resignation and welcome that there was no rain of swords that they understood what the young man said today.
...
Flying world.
Yun Feiyang blended in and stood in front of the casting platform.
His mood at this moment can be described by excitement, after all, the last two pieces of the remnant Qiankun sword fragments have been found.
This means that after reshaping it, a complete Hunyuan Qiankun sword can be formed.
"can we start?"
Ouyang Hui, who had been preparing for a long time, asked.
Previously reshaping the Hunyuan Qiankun sword, and judging that this thing is extraordinary, if it can be restored, it will be quite a sense of accomplishment to restore the former style.
Yun Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, calming his emotions and saying, "Come on."
"call out!"
With a little thought, a small piece of mixed stone flew into the furnace.
"call!"
The scorching fire suddenly burned.
Once the two remodeled the seven Hunyuan Qiankun swords, now they work together to reshape the remaining two, which is a tacit understanding.
Twenty years later.
The two fragments are finally connected with the incomplete Hunyuan Qiankun sword.
"hiss!"
Yun Feiyang placed the sword in the ice water, and suddenly the billows of white smoke rose, and a strong sword intention immediately wreaked havoc.
Ouyang Hui held her breath.
Just after the remodeling is completed, the infiltration bubble has not been taken out in the water, so there is such a sword meaning, of course, this hybrid Yuankun sword!
"call out!"
Suddenly, Yun Feiyang waved with one hand, and the Hunyuan Qiankun sword in the water suddenly flew out.
The complete Hunyuan Qiankun sword flies up high, with the tip of the sword facing upward and the hilt of the sword facing downward, standing upright, and the whole body is shrouded in thick sword intentions.
The nature of the sword system lurking in the sky and earth was driven by madness, and quickly moved towards the Hunyuan Qiankun sword.
that moment.
All the warriors in the flying world saw it.
They could feel the sword shrouded by the sword's intention, and the vitality was like a king!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
At this moment, many sword repair swords shook violently.
"Qiao!"
"Qiao!"
In the end, they were not under the control of the owner, and flew out of their sheaths, like dense raindrops, gathered around the Hunyuan Qiankun sword.
Previously in the land of Jianyuan, the sword rain came nine times, the number was scary enough.
Now, the sword of the entire flying world has been mobilized, covering half of the sky, and the picture is more powerful.
"This……"
Many warriors were shocked.
Innumerable flying weapons condensed around the Hunyuan Qiankun sword, exuding dazzling light.
At the same time, there was a trace of attributes floating in the sword.
They gradually condensed together, transforming from thin strips to thick strips, like the finest satin, and gradually flew towards the Hunyuan Qiankun sword.
"Raise swords with swords."
The spirit of the sword in Longyan Sword said: "The sleeping sword spirit is about to wake up."
Yun Fei was overjoyed.
He knew that following the little of his own for thousands of years would not destroy the sword spirit, and certainly would not die!
"Hoooo!"
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The sword spirit, who fell into a deep coma, sucked like a baby. With the cultivation of countless swords, the body also changed from transparent to substantive.
I do not know how long it has been.
A human-like existence was born in the sword.
But he is still in a coma, still voluntarily absorbing sword energy from countless sharp swords.
Suddenly one day.
The always-sleeping humanoid sword spirit opened his eyes, and his hollow eyes flashed through two sharp swords.
"Wow!"
The moment the sword spirit opened its eyes, the countless swords condensed in the sky shook violently, making a sound similar to "cheering".
"call!"
Indestructible Jian Ling breathed a sigh of relief, watching his gradually solidified body, whispering, "I'm still alive."
"Ah!"
"Yun Feiyang you bastard!"
"Why did you throw out the Hunyuan Qiankun sword!"
Sword Spirit's thinking still stayed at the moment when Yun Feiyang was besieged by the gods and angrily throwing out the Hunyuan Qiankun sword.
However, this anger quickly cooled down.
Because Immortal Sword Spirit woke up and examined the outside world and saw Yun Feiyang at a glance.
"Are you dreaming?"
"This guy is alive?"
The invincible sword spirit is ignorant.
It clearly remembered that Yun Fei was seriously injured at the time, and the result was definitely mortal.
"call out!"
Suddenly, an irreversible force emerged, forcing it to drive the Hunyuan Qiankun sword to fly past.
"Snapped!"
Yun Feiyang gripped the hilt and smiled, "I'm dead, are you happy?"