The black iron sword was inserted obliquely into the grave, only about a foot long and exposed outside the ground. The hilt of the sword was covered with black iron embroidery, the sword blade was also covered with many places, and there were even cracks everywhere, as if it had been fought. However, even so, the sword body still contained a kind of evil aura that cannot be underestimated, just like a veteran who had returned from a hundred battles, his eyes were dim, his body was covered with bruises, and his figure was hunched, as if he could fall down at any time, but on him, the restrained murderous aura still made people dare not underestimate it.

When looking at this black iron sword, Fang Xing even felt the amazing power contained in the sword body, and howled day and night. The feeling was like a masterless ghost, waiting for a new master to take it away and return to the battlefield.

"The Black Iron Sword Box, the Iron Refining, the Fire-Forging Spirit... The Sword Spirit is entrusted to the body... the Masterless Soul..."

When Fang Xing turned his attention to the black iron sword, a message entered his mind. After careful understanding, he had already understood in his heart that the black iron sword was actually not a real sword, but a sword box, a real sword, which was placed in the black iron sword. It was a kind of sword spirit, and this fashion was the masterless soul, and the sword spirit was the real sword body.

It can be warmed by the monks in their body, and increase their strength as their cultivation increases, turning into the sword fetus of the ancient flying sword technique!

"Is this the storm of swords that others have rumored?"

Jinwu also came up, looked at it for a few seconds, and said, "It doesn't look very strong..."

Fang Xing despised it and said, "What does this kind of treasure have to do with whether it is strong?" After a pause, he still told the Golden Crow about what he learned from the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror, so as not to make a big deal of big things.

When Jinwu heard this, he immediately became interested: "Get the sword spirit quickly..."

Fang Xingdao: "Don't move without any action. This kind of sword-fetal ties with spiritual consciousness should only be able to take one!"

Jin Wu was stunned and said, "Then is useless to come in so early?"

Fang Xing sighed and said, "I discovered it just now. I have never seen this thing before!"

Jinwu thought for a while and said, "Why don't we find two best ones and smash the others?"

Fang Xing looked at it with contempt and said, "The prodigal son..."

As he said that, he ignored the golden crow and tentatively pulled out the black iron sword. He sensed carefully and immediately found that as the black iron sword left the tomb mound, there seemed to be an invisible spiritual power slowly scattering in it. Fang Xing immediately woke up. No wonder the Huangfu family did not immediately take away all the sword fetuses after discovering this sword tomb, but because this area can warm the sword fetuses.

If they pull out the sword fetus, the spiritual energy of the sword fetus will slowly spread out. It is estimated that if they do not find the person who warms the sword fetus as soon as possible, the spirituality in it will spread more and more powerfully until all the spirituality is lost and the sword fetus will dissipate.

This kind of sword fetus is essentially similar to a spirit body and can only exist in a special environment. This long sword is somewhat similar to the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag, which can allow the demon spirit to survive, but the sword body is damaged and it is no longer possible to protect the sword fetus' spirituality for a long time. Staying in this tomb mound selected by the Xuanyuan environment can still maintain the sword fetus' spiritual energy, but once it leaves the soil, the spirituality will scatter.

"Well, it seems that it is in our hands. We only stay for three days, and then it will disappear, but it is enough!"

Fang Xing sensed it for a while, made up his mind, waved his hand and said, "I've collected it, I've collected it all!"

However, the golden crow liked to hear this sentence the most. His eyes lit up, and he flapped his wings and flew up and flew towards the distance. Fang Xing also took action. The man and the crow seemed to pull out radishes. Seeing that there were any remaining soldiers, they were all pulled out. Soon, in this cemetery, nearly a hundred sword tires sparsely inserted on the periphery were almost all put into storage bags.

There is still a small part, but because it is close to the southeast valley where the fierce battle is approaching, it is afraid of alarming the snake.

"The outsiders can collect so many, and the hall inside..."

Fang Xing called out the happy golden crow that was almost lost in size and aimed at the black hall deep in the sword tomb. It was a very strange-looking hall, all black, and it seemed to be a carved material, crookedly located inside the sword tomb. Its appearance was damaged and looked extremely dilapidated, but the hall itself was scattered with a chilling atmosphere.

In this cemetery, you can see some magic circles set up by the Huangfu family, but around the hall, there is no magic circle. It seems that even the power of the Huangfu family cannot set up the magic circle around the large array. Contact the information Li Ying and others said before, the best sword body stored in the hall is undoubtedly the best.

The sword body in this hall was also the purpose of their alliance. In fact, as Li Ying, the prince of the Ghost Kingdom, he had obtained a handwritten order issued by Huangfu Daozi, allowing him to enter the sword tomb and choose a sword body. However, the handwritten order was taken away by his sister in advance. The reason why Li Ying did not go to his sister to grab the handwritten order, but wanted to form an alliance with Fang Xing and risked his risk to break into the sword tomb to seize the handwritten order, but he knew that the handwritten order allowed him to choose was just an ordinary sword body outside the hall.

But what this guy fell in love with was the best sword body located in the deepest hall of the sword tomb.

Before the Huangfu family blocked the sword tomb, early monks who had already come in had explored the sword tomb and finally discovered that the sword body outside the sword tomb was of very different quality from the sword body in the deepest black hall and could not be compared.

However, for some reason, the first group of monks who came in failed to obtain the sword body at the deepest part of the hall. Unfortunately, he only took a sword body from the outside and left, and news of the quality of the sword body was also spread from him.

Since Fang Xing has come to this place, he naturally doesn’t like ordinary swordsmen, so he can get the best one if he wants to.

Of course, ordinary people cannot be let go, this thing is valuable!

"Squeak..."

After rushing to the black hall, Fang Xing looked at it for a while, seeing that there was no danger, he boldly stepped forward and pushed open the hall door.

Things in the hall were revealed in front of him, but they seemed extremely dark and the air was cold.

This kind of coolness is not the low temperature, but it is like some kind of existence that repels the sunlight outside the hall.

When Fang Xing's eyes adapted to the darkness in the hall, he saw the five altars in the hall.

The five altars are divided into five colors of green, red, white, gold and purple, arranged in five stars in the hall. Each one is about three feet high. There is a broken magic sword inserted on each altar, with different shapes, and its light is also vaguely divided into five colors of green, red, white, gold and purple. Without exception, it is the ancient and profound bronze color on the magic sword.

These five swords are all made of copper.

"What's wrong. The swords outside are made of black iron. Why do the five swords in this hall turn into copper?"

Jinwu also saw the scene inside the hall clearly and muttered in confusion.

Everyone knows that iron is stronger than copper, and the material of black iron is a hundred times more condensed than ordinary iron. Therefore, most magical treasures in the world of cultivation are made of black iron. Except for some materials with special applications, few copper are used. After all, copper is not tough, and forged weapons are difficult to support fighting with opponents, easy to be damaged, and copper embroidery is also produced.

Therefore, the common characteristic of forging magic tools in the world of practice is black iron, and bronze tools are rare.

But inside this sword tomb, a very strange phenomenon seemed to appear. The inferior sword tires on the periphery were made of black iron, while the five five-color sword tires in the hall were made of a strange bronze.

"What if it's up, the more valuable the things inside, the more iron they are. This is the iron rule, and they will be collected together..."

Fang Xing thought about it for a while, but he was a little puzzled, but he quickly made the right decision.

"Okay..."

The golden crow spitted on her claws and flew straight toward the green altar closest to it. Her black claws were like divine weapons and grabbed the bronze sword on the altar, trying to pull it down like a radish outside. However, she did not expect that the black claws had not touched the bronze sword. A blue light suddenly flashed on the altar, and rippled like ripples...

"My God..."

The golden crow screamed strangely, and the shells bounced back like they were bounced back.

Fang Xing was standing behind the golden crow. When he saw the golden crow rebounding, he was shocked. The golden crow squeaked and thought Fang Xing would catch it. Unexpectedly, Fang Xing was stunned for a moment and jumped to the side, and the golden crow flew past in front of him.

"Bang..."

The golden crow flew out of the hall, and after a long time, a wail came: "Bastard, you are not loyal..."

Fang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and cursed back: "Who made you so anxious?"

As long as the golden crow is not dead, I don’t pay attention to it anymore. I turned my head and looked at the five altars carefully. The Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror in my mind turned around. Fortunately, it only consumed less than one-third of its spiritual power. The Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror identified the names and functions of these five altars. It was a mysterious spiritual nourishing altar, which was a place for warming the sword fetus, and could lock the spiritual power of the sword fetus.

At the same time, it is a strange restriction that prevents external forces from obtaining the sword body and can only be opened from the inside out.

In other words, this five-color sword fetus can only automatically come out of the altar, but cannot be obtained by external forces...

"Has it been researched?"

Da Jinwu rubbed his old waist and crawled in from outside the hall. Seeing Fang Xing thinking, he asked.

"Researched..."

Fang Xing sighed and looked at the five-colored sword fetus helplessly.

The Big Golden Crow is now blindly trusting. He was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly said, "How to deal with them?"
Chapter completed!