Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 645 Sword God An Lanqing

As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked, especially when it came to Emperor Wushi, this man was no stranger in the entire mortal universe.

Moreover, this time when he went to Immortal Realm, Zeus rushed to this man's tomb. He didn't expect Peng Ye to fight against the mind power of Emperor Wushi, which really surprised him.

"I didn't expect you to have a battle with the power of beginningless thought. I'm really envious." Zeus said at this time, speaking from the heart, speaking from the bottom of his heart.

He, Zeus, has fought all the way to fight the heroes, and one day his dream is to fight against the real Wushi, so even though Peng Ye only fought with his mind power, he is very jealous.

"Don't be envious, the fairyland is right in front of you, and you have plenty of opportunities." Peng Ye smiled slightly, "It's just that you can't beat it, then you have to weigh it yourself."

Everyone walked while speaking, and soon entered the middle of this desolate battlefield of gods and demons, without seeing the beginning or the end.

clang clang clang...

While everyone was talking and laughing, a sudden change occurred in the battlefield of gods and demons. Many ancient artifacts and broken swords kept trembling, and the remaining brilliance gradually overflowed.

"What's going on?" Everyone was shocked.

"Could it be that here I really met the mind power that can be self-cultivated?" Someone said.

"The brilliance of these ancient artifacts is still there, and they still have divine power. It should be something pulling them and waking them up." Peng Ye said with eyebrows fixed, "Let's follow the direction of these divine powers to see."

Peng Ye has Dao eyes. Others may not be able to perceive the flow of these divine powers, but he can see them very clearly.

Swish swish!
Soon, Peng Ye led the crowd to that direction, and saw many objects with divine power in ancient artifacts!
It was a sword, half buried in the ground, and it was also unusually rusty. It looked like it should have been discarded long ago, but at this moment, it was devouring the remaining divine power in other ancient artifacts, like a kind of life...

"Damn, Brother Ye, it seems that this scrap of copper is absorbing the divine power of other ancient artifacts?" Sangbiao said in a little surprise.

"It doesn't seem to be, but it is absorbing." Peng Ye squinted his eyes slightly, showing a little dignified and serious expression, "This is an ancient artifact that recognizes the master, it is extraordinary, and I can feel that it has contributed a lot in the battle between gods and demons. I just don’t know who owned it in the ancient world.”

"The broken halberd is still in the sand, and the iron has not yet been sold. The success or failure depends on the current situation." Tang Wutong has already gone to the side of the rusty iron sword without knowing when: "There is an ancient text carved with spiritual power."

When everyone came closer, the ancient characters they saw were the ones Tang Wutong had chanted before, but they were slightly blurred, and their spiritual power was almost completely dissipated.

"Its owner must have been a very terrifying strong man before his death." Someone said.

choke!Swish!
And at this moment, the rusty iron sword suddenly rose from the ground, flew into the void, and rushed towards Peng Ye with terrifying power!

"Stay away! It's coming for me." Peng Ye's eyes were deep, he was slightly startled, and then he spoke solemnly.

oh oh!

Everyone immediately gave way, they didn't get out of the water, and there was no time for them to get out of the water. If they didn't leave now, I'm afraid they would only drag Peng Ye back!

Swish-!
The iron sword has come to the front.

Boom, buzz!
The tip of the sword pointed at Peng Ye horizontally, and stopped the sword in front of a light screen. It can be seen that the power in it was obviously blocked by Peng Ye's immortal method.

"It has already become like this, how can it still explode with such an astonishing blow?" Someone was extremely astonished, and asked inexplicably with a little surprise.

The iron sword is still an iron sword, and it has not become any charm.

"Presumably the power in this sword is the combined force of absorbing other ancient artifacts before." Zeus stared at the iron sword and Peng Ye with deep eyes, "After dying for so long, it still has such a strong killing power. It is not ordinary, and of course, it is definitely not a magic weapon for people in the righteous way."

"I want it, but I don't have a sword in hand." Peng Ye looked at the iron sword with frowning eyes and muttered to himself, with a little bit of excitement in it.

Others may not be able to feel the hostility in this sword, but he understands that the hostility in it is comparable to the spiritual weapon in his body, the sky curtain falling lightsaber!

hum!
Peng Ye untied the barrier, let the iron sword break through, and rushed towards him face to face.

"Peng Ye!"

"Master Dark Lord!"

"Brother Ye!"

Such a scene made Tang Wutong, Sangbiao and the others break out in cold sweat, and exclaimed in surprise.

However, just when the iron sword was only a few millimeters away from Peng Ye's body, it suddenly stopped...

It was caught by Peng Ye's two fingers, and then the blood-red evil spirit suddenly rose. Peng Ye looked like a monarch proudly, and said in a deep voice, "The sword that has been dusty for many years, wake up!"

hum!
As Peng Ye's evil spirit moved in, the iron sword trembled instantly, and the rust disappeared instantly. Instead, the sword body with light blue as the main color appeared in everyone's sight!
The sword is blessed with many Dao patterns, it is born to carry, it is so terrifying!On the body of the sword in front of the hilt, there are two small ancient characters engraved there: An Lan!
"Is your name An Lan? I've written it down." Peng Ye muttered to himself while looking at the flowing, shiny Daowen's natural long sword in his hand.

Swish swish!
After the situation calmed down, everyone came forward one after another, all of them terrified, the force of the sword just now was enough to kill any one of them in quasi-emperor realm.

"I didn't expect it to be...the sword god An Lanqing's close-fitting sword." Tang Wutong was startled when he saw the word An Lan on the hilt.

Even Shi Kaitian next to him was dumbfounded when he heard Tang Wutong's words, "An Lanqing, that sword-in-the-soul in our Douluo Continent who once ruled the world?"

"En." Tang Wutong nodded.

"Is An Lan a person?" Peng Ye asked.

"Well, and very powerful." Tang Wutong said seriously, "In terms of strength, he should be the same mysterious and strong man as my father, but he is still relatively high-profile, and his temperament is far worse than my father's."

"Standing on the heavens and the ages, I can kill countless gods with one palm. I am free and at ease. If the sky wants to destroy me, I will destroy the sky." Shi Kaitian murmured, "This is the reason why An Lanqing hates the sky and the earth hates the air. In other words, it’s really surprising that such a free and unfettered swordsman yearning for freedom would fall to this point.”

"If it were him, it wouldn't be surprising that the sword moved just now." Tang Wutong said: "The soldiers who are titled Sword God can't be ordinary."

"Sword God An Lanqing?" Peng Ye murmured, maybe he could find something in the sword, but he didn't do much research at the moment, the key now is to get out of this battlefield of gods and demons as soon as possible.

"Don't worry about this sword for now, it will change over time, we have to hurry up and get out of here." Peng Ye put the sword away and said seriously to everyone.

(End of this chapter)