During the heyday of the God of War, it was infinitely close to the existence of the Emperor. Even if there was only one piece left, the internal space was extremely strong.

If it is a complete Temple of War, let alone Luo Jinxian, it is difficult to come in even Xianzun.

The eyes swept around, and the surroundings were very desolate. No trees were seen. There were broken mountains everywhere, and sinking lakes.

The complete Temple of War, in its own world, Feng Shengxin has raised countless creatures in it.

With the solution of the Temple of the God of War, most of the creatures living in the Temple of War have extinct.

Wherever you see, it is foggy. Liu Wuxie can't see where the edge of the Temple of War is.

Judging from his position, this fragment should belong to the position of the Middle Temple of the God of War. The specific area is, and Liu Wuxie does not know.

Half a month passed, and there were more than 100,000 monks who came in. They had already entered the depths of the Temple of God of War.

"Can Tiandao Shenshu, can you feel the location of the Olympic Book?"

Liu Wuxie communicates the heavenly god book, hoping to give himself a prompt.

There is no response of the Tiandao Divine Book, isn't it to say that the Olympic Book is not here?

Come here, Liu Wuxie must not leave like this, just as a experience, there are still monks from the entrance.

Liu Wuxie took a heavy step and walked towards the depths of the Temple of the God of War step by step.

Because the law of space here is dozens of times stronger than Xiaoluo domain. Da Luo Jinxian is difficult to fly here, and you can only rush on your feet.

The strong squeezing feeling caused Liu Wuxie to suffocate a little bit, and his heart seemed to press a large stone, and his breathing became extremely difficult.

It is conceivable that those peaks of fairyland will be even more difficult.

With the slowly adaptation, the pressure on the body is gradually alleviating.

Walking aimlessly, Liu Wuxie did not have specific goals, and the space inside the Temple of War has long been disrupted. Wherever he can go.

After walking for about half a day, a broken mountain peak appeared in front, as if being cut off.

"So horrible power."

Liu Wuxie was secretly surprised. In that year, the Emperor of the Immortal Emperor was definitely involved in it.

Around the broken mountain peaks, Liu Wuxie saw what many figures were looking for.

"call out!"

A golden sword gas drilled out of the broken mountain peak, and soon disappeared, sinking into the depths of the broken mountain peak.

"Sword Spirit!"

Liu Wuxie's eyes shrinking, and a sword spirit was hidden in this broken mountain peak.

It should be that the long sword with this peak has broken, and the sword has been flexible, staying here, and the long sword that accompanies the break.

As for the broken sword, it is estimated that it has already turned into decay, but the sword spirit silently guards here for nearly 10,000 years.

Speed ​​up, Liu Wuxie rushed to the broken mountain peak.

After so many years, the spiritual wisdom of Sword Spirit is far worse than before. It is estimated that it has fallen into a state of chaos and retains a trace of sword spirit consciousness.

If you can refine this sword spirit, the quality of the blood knife will rise a lot.

Without waiting for Liu Wuxie to respond, drinking the blood knife actively appeared, and the blood stains above released the demon's strange luster, as if a beast, smelled bloody and asked.

"Hey ... the bloodstain seems to have found the sword spirit."

Liu Wuxie showed a weird color.

Although the blood stains also appeared in the past, the biggest magic use was to bless combat effectiveness.

So far, Liu Wuxie hasn't figured out yet, the origin of this bloodstain.

"Could it be that bloodstains have to evolve by devouring other sword spirit?"

A bold idea breeds in Liu Wuxie's mind. If this is the case, then the blood -drinking knife is too against the sky.

Previously, Liu Wuxie made a bloody sword many times, and the progress was extremely slow. Later, it was obtained by the slogan fragmentation.

Liu Wuxie did not lack the refiners' materials, but the blood -driving blood knife did not seem to be too interested, very exclusive, and did not allow those garbage materials to merge with him.

"Sword Spirit is below, let's find it."

Around the broken mountain peak, 50 or 60 monks were gathered. They were digging crazy to strive to dig out the sword spirit.

Liu Wuxie stood in the distance, sacrificing ghost eyes, and wanted to penetrate the broken mountain peak.

The law of space here is too strong, and the ghost eyes can only penetrate the distance of five or six meters underground. It is difficult to go further.

The spiritual power is sacrificed, like mercury, continue to dive.

Although you can't see where the sword spirit hides, you can feel the breath of a sword spirit.

"In the right position."

Liu Wuxie walked towards his right hand.

There is no sense of direction in the Temple of War, and there is no even night during the day, because the law of space here is not a complete form.

One of the monks looked up and looked at Liu Wuxie, and there was a strange color flashed in her eyes.

Unreasonable Liu Wuxie, thinking that he just walked away, and it happened to fly into the entrance of the Temple of War.

After walking to the right, Liu Wuxie found the blood stains on the blood knife, and the frequency of swimming was faster. It was almost the same as Liu Wuxie guessing. The blood stain also found that the sword spirit hidden here.

"Blood stain, do you want to devour the sword spirit?"

Liu Wuxie needs to confirm it again. The blood -drinking knife has been merged with the Shura knife, becoming his destiny instrument.

Even if he dies in the future, drinking a blood knife inherits his will, and there is his own soul in it, which can also be reincarnated.

Blood scratch suddenly flowed on the knife, and the demon was shining, as if responding to Liu Wuxi.

"Sure enough!"

Liu Wuxie nodded, lifted the blood -driving knife in the palm, and approached the mountain step by step.

The sword spirit just brought out, it should be aware of the danger, and want to escape from this place.

The body is hidden under the peak. After the sword spirit is separated from the body, it is difficult to survive.

Unless you can find a new host, you can let the sword spirit see the sun again.

"Drink a blood knife, prepare."

Liu Wuxie held a bloody sword, and his body suddenly plundered.

Sword Spirit came out of the underground world again, plundered towards the sky, and escaped the excavation of those people.

At the moment of flying out, drinking the blood knife suddenly flew out and went straight to the sword spirit.

"Boy, dare!"

Standing on the other side of the mountain, the monks were extremely angry. They also thought of this method, sacrificing their long swords, and forcibly collecting sword spirit.

As a result, all of them failed without exception. Their long sword could not control the sword spirit.

Liu Wuxi ignored their clamor, with both hands printing, a strange device print appeared, and went straight to the sword spirit.

The wonderful scene was presented in front of everyone, and the sword spirit that swept out flew towards those instruments, as if returning to the arms of her mother.

Liu Wuxie's description was not a general seal, but the power of a trace of immortal emperor.

According to Liu Wuxie's speculation, this long sword was comparable to the immortal emperor, so it is comparable to the fairy emperor's seal, which has great attraction to the sword spirit.

Those monks present, where can I know this kind of device print.

The moment the sword spirit was close to the device, the bloody knife suddenly appeared.

An uncontrolled blood mark appeared in the air, wrapped the sword spirit.

Sword Spirit is aware of bad, and wants to break out.

Those veins floating around suddenly crushed, and the sword spirit stopped struggling, allowing the blood stain to drag into the blood knife.

This strand of spirit has been sleeping here for nearly 10,000 years. Lingzhi has disappeared, and the rest is just instinct, and the ability is less than oneth of the ten thousandths.

No matter how much power is left, after all, it was the spirit of the emperor's instrument, which is enough.

After the blood stretch devouring the sword spirit, there was no trace of disappearing, and returned to the depths of the blood knife.

The surrounding artifacts were all disappeared. Liu Wuxie forcibly portrayed the seal that was comparable to the immortal emperor, which produced a great reflection.

Relying on the practice of the Dark Soul Sutra, if it was before, the sea of ​​soul has already exploded just now.

There was one thousandth of thousands of thousands of times, and the sword spirit disappeared.

Stretch your hand, drink a blood knife back to your palm.

"Walk!"

Liu Wuxie turned around and walked away, because the space rules here are strong. Even if he shows the nine changes in the gods, the speed is as fast as running faster.

"Boy, you stand for me."

It was the sword spirit that they first discovered, but Liu Wuxie occupied it cheaply. Everyone was extremely angry.
To be continued...