Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 1255 Death Sword Soul

"It's not that how terrible are the ghost palaces behind, and how powerful the spirit of guarding, there is no way to pass, it is not so easy to be killed." Purple Phoenix said.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help turning their eyes straight, and it wasn't you who killed you. If it wasn't for Yang Hongwu, you might be too dead to die.

"Let's go to the fifth ghost palace." Yang Hongwu said.

"The guardian spirit of the fifth ghost palace is the sword spirit of death. Is the son sure?" Hua Yuanwu and others are very worried. The fourth ghost palace is so powerful. If it is not Yang Hongwu who has the right to restrain it Dragon gates like dragons are probably going to die there, and the fifth ghost palace is death sword spirit. What is death sword spirit? That is the sword spirit condensed from the legendary countless dead sword spirits, which is immortal and immortal, and even powerful enough to be comparable to the half-step emperor realm.

"Unsure, don't you go?" Yang Hongwu asked rhetorically.

This made him stunned. Whether or not he was sure, he had to go. Are there other options?

There is no escape route.

Therefore, we can only continue to advance, sweeping all ghost palaces, and destroying the spirit of guarding.

The crowd left the fourth ghost palace and entered the fifth ghost palace.

Before stepping into the fifth ghost palace, everyone felt a terrible sword energy, which contained a terrible death energy.

Even everyone feels that once this sword energy is contaminated, it will let the dead air invade, destroy the vitality of the body, and destroy the soul.

Death sword spirit, really terrible.

Yang Hongwu defended Bai and Purple Phoenix in the Dragon Gate.

Lingsong and others are not so lucky.

After a while, they were overwhelmed, and only took a few breaths. Hua Yuanwu's body was already cut by the sword Qi.

It’s not too much to say that it’s scarred.

"Damn it, **** death sword spirit." Hua Yuanwu had the lowest strength and the most serious injury. He struggled to resist this sword gas attack and looked at Yang Hongwu, "Master, I can't stop it."

Seeing Hua Yuanwu asking for help, Yang Hongwu sighed, waved his hand, and glorified, protecting everyone in it. This was a formation, and he resisted Jian Qi outside.

"Thank you son!"

"Thank you son!"

Being guarded in formation, all thank Yang Hongwu one by one.

"Hua Yuanwu, take out your Wan Jiantu." Yang Hongwu said.

"Here." Hua Yuanwu heard that without any hesitation, he knew that his strength was too weak. After entering the palace of death Dao, there is no way to survive with his own strength. If Yang Hongwu If you don't protect him, then he is dead.

Therefore, Yang Hongwu proposed to ask for his Wan Jiantu. He did not hesitate. In fact, if Yang Hongwu wanted his Wan Jiantu, he had already received it long ago, and there was no need to wait until now.

At this moment, Yang Hongwu proposed his Wan Jiantu, for sure there is a reason.

"Does the son need anything else? I have many things here." The ancestor of the Qiu family on the side met and hurriedly said.

"Yes, son, if there is any other need, I have a lot of objects here. Although it is not a top treasure, it is also passable." Ling Song also nodded aside.

They can't resist the sword spirit here. Without Yang Hongwu's help, they will definitely be a dead end. At this time, they can't care about stingy, what treasures, what magic pills, in front of their lives, nothing is as long as Can save lives, other things, no matter what, all can give up.

"No need." Yang Hongwu shook his head and said, "You are here, don't come out, I will collect this death sword soul."

"Be careful." Bai still said.

Yang Hongwu nodded, a flashing body disappeared into the formation.

Before he went out of the way, Yang Hongwu felt that the terrible death sword gas had gathered furiously towards him and launched a terrible attack.

"Wan Jiantu, let me go!"

Yang Hongwu took a sip and poured the mana into the Wan Jian Tu. The Wan Jian Tu suddenly burst into an amazing light, forming a vortex, and began to devour that sword spirit.

Suddenly, the Wan Jian Tu, which had no aura at first, was filled with Jian Qi, and the entire Wan Jian Tu burst into a powerful momentum.

Seeing this scene, the Qiu family ancestors and others were stunned, especially Hua Yuanwu. They were shocked. They did not expect that their Wan Jian Tu had this effect, and they could actually devour the sword spirit.

If you knew this already, you would directly take out Wan Jiantu, why should you give Yang Hongwu?

However, this thought just flashed in my mind.

He knows that although Wan Jiantu is good, if placed in his hands, there is no way to exert such power, and it is impossible to devour this terrible sword energy of death.

Wan Jiantu was flooded with a steady flow of sword energy, releasing a strong light, the momentum was more and more amazing, but they felt a crisis of death.

Especially Hua Yuanwu, as the master of Wan Jiantu, of course the situation of Wan Jiantu is very clear. Wan Jiantu has been restored and has returned to the peak, but he feels that if he continues, His Wan Jian Tu is about to end, because Wan Jian Tu is powerful, but he can't bear the majestic sword qi at all. If he continues to absorb the sword qi, there is only one possibility, that is, an explosion.

So, he was anxious in his heart and shouted: "Son, Wan Jiantu can't bear those sword qi anymore. If you continue, Wan Jiantu will explode."

Yang Hongwu waved his hand, Wan Jiantu turned into a ray of light, entered the formation, and fell into the hands of Hua Yuanwu.

Hua Yuanwu looked at Wan Jiantu in his hand, his face pale, thinking that Yang Hongwu was about to abandon him, and suddenly panicked.

Ling Song and others next to him also looked down with contempt.

"You bastard, if a million sword figure is destroyed, will it be destroyed? Can it be better than your life?" Qiu's ancestor said.

"Yes, your selfish things, if not the son, you have died countless times, where can you live to now?" Ling Song also said.

"I...I didn't mean it, I...I didn't mean it." Hua Yuan Wudao, "I just reminded the son."

Hua Yuanwu continued to explain and looked at Yang Hongwu. At this time, Yang Hongwu opened his hands, and all the sword energy was captured by Yang Hongwu. In front of him, a big ball formed by sword energy condensed.

This countless sword qi was constantly spinning and condensing. Soon, the sword qi around him was captured by Yang Hongwu.

And in the air, a terrible breath appeared, it was a sword soul, it was the body of the death sword soul.