Chapter 1701

The surging sea of blood, in an instant, will engulf the ghost.

The ghost is like a candle, melting in the hot sea of blood. The whole body is distorted, as if a mass of mud is wriggling.

Zhuxian sword itself is a remnant shadow. At this time, it suffered a heavy blow, and it couldn't coagulate the divine light at all.

After the impact of the sea of blood, the surface of the ghost's body was cut off with dense black scars.

These wounds, unable to heal, slowly separate the soul.

Among the black scars, there is a destructive breath, as if nothing in the world can remove it.

For a moment, the ghost was like a piece of paper, which was divided into hundreds of pieces and became lighter and lighter.

Chu Yan sees the star light of the position of the soul's chest, and suddenly reaches out his hand and pokes it with one finger.

That little starlight appeared at his fingertips.

Get close to him and sweep his mind.

All of a sudden, Chu Yan felt a huge idea in it.

It seems to be a very noble magic power, which will be introduced into Chu Yan's mind at this moment.

Chu Yan's eyes suddenly came to understand.

What's contained in this starlight is the magic power that just divided the immortal sword into eight.

This magical power is powerful. If Chu Yan didn't rely on the twenty-eight evil spirits to fight against it, he would be absolutely suppressed by his own strength at that time.

"This magic power is ever-changing. As long as I can master it, my strength can definitely be upgraded to a higher level!" Chu Yan's divine sense is revealed and his fingertips are flicked.

This piece of starlight suddenly turned into a god awn and fell into his eyebrow.

In an instant, the vast pithy formula and pictures poured into Chu Yan's brain.

But Chu Yan didn't understand it immediately.

The formation that enveloped the cave had just been violently impacted, and it was already on the verge of collapse.

Although it will not collapse, some of the fluctuations caused by the recent war will inevitably seep out.

At this time is not outside, also do not know how much influence the outside sea eye.

So at the moment, Chu Yan plans to search as soon as possible to see if there are any treasures available.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient for the elders of Tianya sect to come and see him here.

Looking at the ghost of the great sage gradually disappearing in front of him, Chu Yan shook his head.

There is no need to collect this ghost.

It's a ghost, but it's closer to the condensation of ghost and resentment. It's just a projection of Zhu Xian Da Sheng in the world.

It's lucky to be able to inherit a magic power from it.

It's impossible to get more benefits like soul searching.

Moreover, because the soul is too broken, there is no soul power to draw.

In this moment, with the wind blowing around, the last trace of the ghost completely dissipated like smoke.

There is no breath of killing immortals here.

Chu Yan flies up in the air, moves his aura and raises his foot.

Boom!

A stream of air, pressing down.

The original four shot mischief, instant light clouds, become calm.

The cave, which has been smashed and emptied, has become clear.

Chu Yan looked down.

The cave at this time is very different from when he first came in.

The huge bones and weapons have been blown to dust.

It looks empty at the moment.

When Chu Yan's mind was swept away, no evil spirit was found in the void.

But just like this, Chu Yan felt unwilling.

He fell to the ground and came to the position where the coffin was.

"It came out of here." Chu Yan looks at the ground and ponders slightly.

At this time, the ground under my feet has been burned into magma. Stepping on it, there is tension and elasticity.

A moment later, Chu Yan made a decision.

He made a blow.

The boxing style is like a thunderbolt, which blows a big hole with a diameter of more than 100 Zhang in the ground.

Immediately, the white light came out from deep underground.

Seeing this, Chu Yan nodded: "fortunately, I had a look."

The white light, which contains the breath of Xuanjin, gives people a feeling of Baoguang huff and puff.

Although we don't know what it is, it must be a treasure.

It's a bit hard to say if there's really nothing left in the place where Zhu Xian Da Sheng returns to the market.

Chu Yan jumps down this big hole and immediately discovers that he has come to an underground secret room.

And the big hole he made was right above the secret room.

I think this chamber is built under the coffin, and it has to be hidden deeper, and it has array protection, so it has not been found before.

As for the array, it must have been destroyed in the recent war.

After entering the secret room, Chu Yan immediately looked at the white light source.

Suddenly he saw that in the deepest part of the small chamber, the shadow of a long sword hovered three feet above the ground.

"Zhuxian sword!" Chu Yan recognized it at a glance.

However, the sword of Zhuxian is just a shadow, just like what was held by the ghost of Zhuxian before.

But this virtual shadow is more solid, more realistic than the one condensed by blue phosphorous fire.

What's more, there is a trace of killing and extinction on the virtual shadow.

Looking at this empty shadow, Chu Yan was a little worried for a moment.

This is obviously a treasure, but I don't know how to take it away or how to use it.

With the hand to grasp, just feel a cool, grasp in the hand, just the air, empty shadow motionless.

"You... Don't... Think... Cut inflammation... Can't... Play... Your... Sword... Well..."

At this time, the voice came from the one behind the gate of hell.

Chu Yan heart read a move, eyes suddenly a bright.

He understood each other's meaning at once.

"Do you mean that this virtual shadow can make Zhan Yan turn into a sword?"

"Cutting inflammation... Is originally... A piece... Fragment... Naturally... Can... Coagulate sword..."

"You didn't say that earlier." Chu Yan immediately called out the cutting inflammation.

The bloody streamer, immediately and the white light in the secret room, slowly intertwined and fused together.

Chopping inflammation looks more like a huge sickle.

It's just that the edge of the scythe needs a few more pieces.

Although cutting inflammation is a powerful magic weapon, it can't do more than heaven's punishment, but with this magic weapon which is like a sickle, not a sickle, and like a flying sword, its power is always a little worse than using a sword.

At this time, Chu Yan knew what to do when he heard the sound of the deep sea.

However, as he walked towards Xu Ying, he heard the other side kowtow and mumble.

"Actually... Your... Mirror..."

Chu Yan

"You are not only stuttering, but also learning not to finish speaking?" Waiting for a moment, Chu Yan sneered.

"First... Forge... Sword... Let's... I'm... Asleep..."

The voice falls down, this time there is no sound, leaving Chu Yan facing the sword shadow that constantly breathes white light.