The depth of the sea of ​​fire is thousands of miles away. The blue sea water is sparkling, and the deeper it goes, the harder the light from the outside is entering. The light blue turns into deep blue, gradually turning into deep black. There is only a little sword light and a golden rainbow, like a bright light in the dark night, breaking through the infinite sea water and going straight to the bottom of the sea.

As we walked along the way, there were no swimming fish or seaweed. Only the bubbles of stars brought by the waves kept rising. Apart from that, there was no vitality, and the entire sea area was as deep as the underworld.

The more you dive, the more you feel, the more you feel, as if the weight of the infinite sea was pressing on one person’s shoulders, not just the body, but also the heart, as if it was slowly sinking in this boundless silence, and the speed gradually slowed down.

Fortunately, at this time, a deep black streak seemed like a huge scar, which broke out in the mud and sand at the bottom of the sea, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

The trench was a deep and bottomless trench that seemed to fall straight into the underworld.

In the trench, countless undercurrents surged, bringing vortexes, as if even the sea water passing by would be brought into the infinite abyss by it.

The rich, dark as night, flowed slowly in the trench, with a little light appearing in it. It seemed like a bright star in the endless night, directly penetrated through the infinite sea water and pierced into Zhang Fan's eyes.

"arrive!"

Zhang Fanwang breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the ancient sword not far away suddenly trembling, infinite sword energy burst out, and a large amount of sea water broke open, almost ejecting a huge vacuum from the deep seabed.

Then, the ancient sword brought a white wave. Without hesitation, it turned around and went straight into the trench. Then the light flashed and disappeared.

At the same time, a sound that seemed to echo came from the depths of the trench and vaguely penetrated his ears, and Zhang Fan's expression suddenly moved.

"It's true!"

A hint of joy flashed between his eyebrows, Zhang Fan stopped stopping, and his whole body burst out with spiritual energy. The golden rainbow of body protection broke through countless sea waters, followed by the gradually disappeared white wave marks and disappeared into the darkness.

middle.

The ancient sword was the natal sword of the sword cultivator's clone after all. "Even if he couldn't see its trace, Zhang Fan still chose to break into an inconspicuous cave based on his clone's feeling in the trench where he could not see his five fingers."

Silently, the eyes were lit up loudly, and countless money had been pierced into his eyes as if it was real, and he couldn't help but close his eyes. After a while, he adapted.

Slowly opened his eyes and looked around. Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the divine light was shining. Even in the cave as bright as day, it was still clearly visible.

"sword!"

What appeared in front of him was a bronze sword full of ancient charm.

This sword is only three feet long and slanted. It is a mysterious color throughout the body, like a deep black flowing, and fluctuations appear on it. It brings up water flow on all sides, and its spirituality is revealed.

Around the sword, the ancient sword of the sword cultivator's clone turned into a sword light, and it rotated continuously. The trembling sounds seemed to be full of excitement.

This ancient sword was the master of the sword soul at that time. It was mainly composed of fragments of the Central Wuji Qilin Sword and merged with the essence of the sword domain. Although it no longer has the style of the five-way divine sword, it still has some of the spirituality of the Central Shuji Qilin Sword.

The situation in front of you is the manifestation of this spirituality.

"The seal in Shizhong Mountain is now the magical power of transforming gods that is manifested by the Jiangshan outside the fog, relying on the Sword of Water and Sword."

The words of Taoist Huangshi were still in his ears that day. The Shui Jue Sword in his mouth and Gongsun Yuan, the God-turning Responsibility of Jiangshan outside the fog, must be referring to this sword.

But this is not the Shui Jue Sword. It is clearly the northern Rengui Xuanwu Sword and the Xuanwu Sword guarding the Sword among the five divine swords!

Zhang Fan would recognize its identity at a glance. In addition to the strange reaction of the ancient sword clone of the sword cultivator, it was the strange manifestation around the northern Renju Xuanwu Sword.

Around the Xuanwu Sword, Xuanming surged, setting off the sword body like a lotus. She was clearly under the infinite sea water. In the deep trench, there was no drop of water. While the water was not touching, the moist water waves and halos of water on the sword continued to appear, and every change caused the torrent to surge.

Above the sword body, thick fog was covered by clouds and mist, and was influenced by the Xuanwu Sword of the Northern Renju. These fogs unconsciously condensed into the shape of a divine beast.

A giant tortoise condensed under the clouds and mist. He roared to the sky. Patterns of water waves appeared on all sides, and a snake covered it, entangled and connected. The cold light in his eyes flashed, and the cold touch was completely cold.

"Northern Xuanwu!"

At first sight, a name that was well-known emerged from Zhang Fan's heart.

Xuanwu. It is a turtle and snake. It is a turtle and snake that is in the north. Therefore, it is a turtle and a turtle is in the north. It is a turtle and is wearing scales and armor. It is a turtle.

The northern Xuanwu, one of the four spirits, is a scholar of Taiyin. It is a superficial substance, a turtle and snake platform. It travels to the nine places and controls all spirits. It is a god who guards the north and is also the leader of the ancient insect.

How could Zhang Fan not recognize such a famous divine beast?

Just like when I saw the fragments of the Central Wuji Qilin Sword, this virtual image of Xuanwu also appeared on the Xuanwu sword body, without any old days. The city was broken, and the sea water on all sides was accumulated for tens of thousands of years! Therefore, several wise men turned into the northern Renju Xuanming Black Water.

This northern Rengui Xuanming Black Water is also a rare type of innate water. It is responsible for the evil of winter and the cold air. If it is stimulated by magical powers, it can freeze the ** and the soul together, it is really amazing.

"No wonder the god-transformed gods in the fog-out rivers can guard this Purple Fire Domain for tens of thousands of years, and the result is not without cause!"

At this time, Zhang Fan suddenly realized.

When he first heard about this, he felt doubtful. No matter how strong the country outside the fog is, how could a god-transforming monk seal this place for tens of thousands of years with the world transformed by things he relies on. Now, when he saw the northern Rengui Xuanwu Sword, everything would have the answer.

The five-way divine sword is a spiritual object incarnated by heaven and earth. It forms a sword shape without the ability to attack and defense. It is responsible for suppressing the world and controlling the five elements.

Just like the ancient sword cultivators, they worked hard to find the five-way divine sword, and they killed countless people. They just got in the way, but they did not use it to fight against the enemy, but instead arranged it into a five-way sword formation to guard the last fundamental sword domain.

Gongsun Yuan, a Jiangshan outside the fog, got this treasure from somewhere. His choice was no different from that of the ancient sword cultivators. He did not fight against the enemy, but instead used it as a support for the transformation of gods and transformed into this world.

After thinking through all this, Zhang Fan's eyes gradually lit up.

The thought in my mind was that I first took out a jade bottle and gathered the Xuanming Black Water surrounding the northern Renju Xuanwu Sword.

These northern Renji Xuanming Black Water, even if there are treasures like Xuanwu Creation, they will definitely not be condensed after tens of thousands of years. Although they have no function now, they are rare treasures of heaven and earth, and there is no waste.

After putting several seals in succession and putting them away, Zhang Fan's eyes moved to losing the protection of Xuanming Black Water, and were completely exposed to the Northern Renju Xuanwu Sword in front of him.

On the sword body, the black waves became increasingly fierce, as if they were spiritual, and they could feel Zhang Fan's existence.

At this moment, a huge light suddenly shone in the cave, and the hot red light fought against the Xuanming Qi, but the Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball suddenly appeared.

"Strange! It's so strange!"

The voice of the Ku Taoist sounded, stirring up ripples on all sides of the sea.

"Hmm? Ku Lao, what's strange about it?"

Zhang Fan had not calmed down from the joy of suddenly obtaining the Northern Renbei Xuanwu Sword, and he couldn't help but wonder when he heard this.

"Sword Spirit!"

The Ku Taoist shook for a moment with a regret. If the Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball had not been refined by Zhang Fan to the point of being connected with his heart, he would have wished he would have smashed it on Zhang Fan's head.

"Yeah, right!"

Zhang Fan nodded. As soon as Taoist Ku reminded him, he reacted.

Unlike the Central Wuji Qilin Sword, although this Xuanwu Sword is intact and has all its spirituality, it is missing the sword spirit.

But this was a great thing for him.

The sword spirit of the Central Shuji Qilin Sword. What a terrible existence that the master of the sword soul is! It is the sword spirit, equivalent to a clone sword li, and it is a strong man who is faintly above Zhang Fan's strength. It seems to be his original sword soul master. If it weren't for the purpose of defending the Central Sword Domain, he would probably be able to crush Zhang Fan and Chuang Li to death with just one finger that day.

The northern Ren raised the Xuanwu Sword in front of him. If there was a sword spirit and half of the magical powers of the Lord of the Sword Soul, Zhang Fan had to retreat and dare not take his mind.

Fortunately, there is no now!

Zhang Fan's palm gradually stretched out and held it tightly on the hilt of the sword. In an instant, the mysterious aura burst out, and the sea water on all sides condensed ice, and the terrifying cold air was still overflowing. If it seemed to the outside world, it would be a huge trench that turned into an ice ditch!

"Horrible, really terrifying!"

Zhang Fan shivered and looked at Xuanbing, who was scattered all over his eyes. Fortunately, the northern Rengui Xuanwu Sword did not have the ability to hurt people. Otherwise, this terrifying Xuanbing magical power alone would be enough to kill all cultivators below the Yuanying level.

Fortunately, it is inevitable that if this sword is a killing weapon, its power will not be as good as the natal magic weapon he has not yet refined.

He shook his head a little, threw away the thought of lack of greed, and was about to pull out the Xuanwu Sword, but he seemed to suddenly remember something and suddenly calmed down.

"Haha boy, it seems that you haven't let this magic sword get mad yet. Isn't that great

The voice of the Taoist Ku was full of drama and surprise.

"Just a little bit."

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly and slowly let go of the hilt of his tight sword. He finally understood the reason why the Ku Taoist appeared at this time. I thought he was afraid that he would do something stupid, even if he did not wake up in time. Ku Taoist would also give a word to remind him.

"Things to rely on!"

"It's not that easy to get you!"
Chapter completed!