Turning his wrist, the Tang Dao appeared in his hand.

When the phantom saw the Tang Dao in Lin Yu's hand and felt the aura coming from it, he was slightly surprised.

"Artifact!"

But then he shook his head.

"If you didn't give birth to a sword spirit, you didn't conceive it yourself. It's not suitable!"

Hearing the phantom voice coming from behind, Lin Yu didn't respond.

What he said is true.

This Tang sword is originally the Bronze King.

Compared to the Tang Dao, Lin Yu felt that the Tianling Needle was much easier to use than the Tang Dao.

And Lin Yu had already felt that there was a touch of spirituality in the spiritual needle that day.

I believe that spiritual beings will definitely be born in the future.

Holding the Tang Dao in his hand, Lin Yu carefully polished the sword skills carved on the wall.

These sword skills are extremely mysterious and are much stronger than those described on the way in.

But it is also extremely difficult.

Obscure and difficult to understand.

Nangong Lin came here and moved upward step by step.

There was even a broken tip that pierced into the sole of his foot.

He wanted to take out the sword tip, but the phantom wouldn't allow it.
Chapter completed!