I open a farm in the world of cultivation

Wang Hao casually pulled out a blue long sword, shook it lightly, and a large amount of blue sword energy flew out.

Rumble, with a loud noise, neat sword marks appeared on the ground. He listened carefully and heard some metal collision sounds.

Wang Hao frowned slightly, walked to a sword mark, grabbed a handful of soil, and thought about it.

He looked deep into the ground along the sword mark, and saw a large number of broken swords buried in the soil. The previous blow had broken several swords!

"There is something wrong with this soil. It seems to have no spirituality, but it can preserve these flying swords very well."

Unfortunately, this preservation is also time-limited. If the time is too long, the spirituality of the flying sword will still be lost and gradually become scrap metal!

"There are only swords here, not even a plant, let alone spiritual medicine!"

Wang Hao's spiritual sense was wide open, and he wanted to scan the distance, but he soon found that there were also means to limit spiritual sense here. He could only explore the range of 100 miles, and it would not work further!

Wang Hao snorted lightly, stuck to the ground, and slowly flew away. The Ten Thousand Swords Tomb has existed for millions of years. There must be a powerful ban here. Wang Hao will not be careless at this time.

Chapter 2322 The Fierce Bone Sword

Inside the Sword Tomb, Wang Hao wandered aimlessly. He found that the ban here was not strong. It might be because of the long time that the power of the ban was weakened.

This is not just a cemetery of swords. Wang Hao found that this might be a larger sword cultivation holy land than the Sword Spirit Mountain. There are not only external swords, but also internal swords.

Wang Hao stayed here for only half an hour, and then he felt enlightened. Thinking that if he stayed longer, he might be able to understand the swordsmanship!

This mysterious feeling is very wonderful.

At this moment, he came to a small mountain and was walking slowly towards the top of the mountain. His eyes looked around from time to time. Wherever he saw, it was still desolate.

In addition to swords, you can occasionally see some skeletons. More than 90% of them are human. I think they are the cultivators who entered this place to find swords.

Unfortunately, their storage bags have long been missing. They have been buried here for many years. Even if they carry storage bags with them, they have been picked up by others!

After a cup of tea, Wang Hao climbed to the top of the mountain. The cold wind whistled in his ears. He looked up and saw a huge basin in front of him. He could clearly see a large number of huge pits and broken magic tools, as well as countless skeletons. Some of the skeletons were intact, and some were broken into pieces.

Now someone has fought here.

"There may be treasures here, and it is estimated that they have been taken away," Wang Hao shook his head and walked down the mountain. After entering the basin, he could feel an amazing evil spirit.

These are all fierce evil spirits, which can be refined by him.

But at this moment, Wang Hao has no time to clean up these evil spirits. His eyes are attracted by a blue broken sword that is more than two feet long!

The hilt is made of white bones, with a small skull on the top. The eyes of the skull are glowing with green fluorescence, flashing rhythmically!

"Hmm? The treasure is still there," Wang Hao's eyes fixed, and suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by.

"Not good!"

Wang Hao shouted, and his figure retreated violently, but it was too late!

With a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, all the corpses came to life. These skeletons gathered together and turned into a white bone giant over a hundred feet tall, just like the bone clan in the spirit world.

The surface of the skeleton was covered with a gray-black gas, and in his hand was the blue broken sword that Wang Hao had just found.

Flames appeared in the eyes of the white bone giant, as if staring at Wang Hao. It raised its hand and waved it gently, and suddenly a cold wind blew, and the cold wind was mixed with blue sword energy, slashing towards Wang Hao.

Unable to escape, Wang Hao did not panic. He raised his hand and sacrificed the shadowless sword. With a light shake, a large amount of light green sword energy flew out.

Rumble, after a loud noise, all the sword energy died together.

The white bone giant roared, and his breath soared.

Wang Hao snorted coldly, "Do you think I will give you a chance?"

Before he finished speaking, the sword formation behind him emerged, and eighteen green giant swords slashed out at a rapid speed.

The white bone giant hurriedly waved the broken sword in his hand, trying to resist.

But everything was in vain. With a crisp sound of "ding", the broken sword in his hand broke again, and the shadowless sword slashed fiercely on the white bone giant.

Boom, boom, the white bone giant was chopped into a pile of broken bones and returned to silence again!

Wang Hao's spell changed, and the eighteen shadowless swords shuttled back and forth, plowing the entire basin!

A white bone sword suddenly flew out from the ground and slashed at the shadowless sword formation at a very fast speed.

Boom, with a dull sound of metal collision, the white bone sword was not at a disadvantage!

Wang Hao frowned immediately. The set of shadowless swords in his hand complemented the sword intent and sword soul. What was that white bone sword that could actually resist his eighteen shadowless swords?

At this moment, an astonishing evil spirit swept towards Wang Hao. If it weren't for his strong consciousness, he would have been invaded by the evil spirit.

Wang Hao's eyes turned red and became scary, but in just a moment, he recovered as before.

"Such a strong murderous aura, no wonder there are so many skeletons here, it turns out you are the culprit!"

Wang Hao looked at the white bone sword. There was no formation here, it was all this sword that was causing trouble.

As long as they get close to here, cultivators with weak consciousness will soon be eroded by their souls and become puppets who only know how to kill. Wang Hao almost couldn't resist it, let alone others!

The more this happened, the less Wang Hao wanted to let go of the sword. He immediately changed the sword technique, and the shadowless sword formation's light increased greatly. The eighteen shadowless swords were like threading needles and threads, quickly weaving a dense sword The net covers the white bone sword.

The white bone sword made a sword sound like a ghost's roar, turned around and was about to run away.

"There is wisdom. Could it be that there is a sword spirit hidden in the sword?" Wang Hao asked in shock. He shot a shot in the air and a big colorful hand appeared out of thin air. Before the giant colorful hand could fall, it locked up the space of a hundred miles around. The white bone sword Trembling, but also unable to escape the restraints!

"Hmph, it's nothing more than that," Wang Hao snorted coldly, and waved his hand to get the sword in his hand, but at this moment, the white bone sword suddenly burst out with soaring evil energy, defeating the five-color big hand.

"You still want to escape, stay with me," Wang Hao showed a hint of anger, and with a change of technique in his hand, a huge cage appeared in the sky.

The Fish Cage Bird is a relatively useless magical power that he has practiced. It has basically no other function except trapping enemies, but it is the most suitable to use it at this moment!

The white bone sword ran rampant, but could not break free.

A red flame flew out of Wang Hao's hand and sank into the cage, continuously compressing the bone sword's range of movement. After a moment, the bone sword was covered by the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, lost its resistance, and fell into Wang Hao's hand.

"It's such a strong evil spirit, I'm afraid it has contaminated many lives." Holding the bone sword, Wang Hao could feel that the evil spirit was constantly invading his body. Ordinary monks would inevitably be affected if they used it for a long time.

Fortunately, Wang Hao's magical powers are relatively restrained with this sword, so there won't be much problem in using it for the time being.

However, he won't use it often. This is a Yin evil treasure, and it can be used very rarely. Users of this kind of treasure generally keep away from strangers.

It is rumored that the human race once refined a soul-eating sword, which could increase its power by killing living creatures. This caused a lot of trouble, but its owner often did not live long. Later, a strong human race took the initiative to seal the soul-eating sword, and the matter came to an end. .

"This sword should be able to reach the level of a top-grade Tongtian Lingbao. It should be no problem for Wang Wen to use it. Tian Chengzi may also be able to suppress it!"

Wang Hao took out a sword box, put the bone sword in it, and then attached a few spiritual talismans before putting it into the storage bag. The bone sword was not only full of evil aura, but also contained a sword spirit. Without some means, it could not be sealed. it.

Wang Hao was not happy to get a sword with the level of a magical treasure. He didn't come here to find this thing. If this was all he got, his time in the past month would have been wasted!

He looked at the direction and continued running towards another mountain peak.

Chapter 2323 Yin Buddha Sect

Just when Wang Hao was at a loss what to do, he suddenly saw a dazzling golden light erupting in the distance. Judging from the distance, it was at least tens of thousands of miles away.

"Is that the golden light you saw outside the Sword Tomb? It's worth seeing!"

Wang Hao quickly changed direction and ran towards where the golden light was.

Next to a majestic peak, Lan Xinying was fighting fiercely with a bald old man. They were of equal strength, and neither could do anything to the other in a short period of time.

There were tens of thousands of various swords stuck on the mountain peak, and each one was shining with aura. It was obvious that they were spiritual. Judging from the quality, most of them were at the level of magic weapons.

What is the concept of tens of thousands of magic weapon-level spiritual swords? Even if the combined monks arrive, we can't ignore it, and we must find a way to make it our own!

Although Lan Xinying and the others were close to the peak, they were unable to enter. There were powerful air restrictions around the peak, and they could only enter safely through a canyon.

The canyon is filled with grasses of various colors. These grasses are very strange. Each grass has only one blade and is shaped like a sword.

There is absolutely no way that plants can exist in the environment of Sword Tomb. Obviously, there is something wrong with this canyon. It is not that easy to cross. Those small grasses give people a dangerous feeling!

"Lan Xinying, do you have to stop me? Do you really think I'm afraid of your Lan family?" The bald old man said with a murderous look on his face.

Lan Xinying looked solemn and said: "Humph, Wanjiazhong is the Wanjiazhong of my Lan family. What does it have to do with you? Don't blame me for being rude if you dare to come close!"

"Haha, if that's the case, then don't blame me for destroying the flowers. Lan Xinying, times have changed. Your Lan family is no longer qualified to inform Dui Lanjie. The sword spirit here has been nurtured for hundreds of thousands of years. Your Lan family is sure Can you survive?" The old man broke through with a sneer, his eyes full of sarcasm!

The Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords not only contains a large number of flying swords, but also breeds terrifying sword spirits. Some people have seen the sword spirits hiding here in the early years. It is said that they have transformed into shapes and have great wisdom.

Unfortunately, the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords was closed for some reason, and those who wanted to find the sword spirit couldn't get in.

To this day, the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords has been reopened, and monks from all over the country have come to hunt for treasures. There are also several monks who have refining the void!

Sword spirits all have certain intelligence, but ordinary sword spirits only think and do things according to certain rules to increase the power of flying swords. Transformed sword spirits are different, closer to monks and free from rules. This kind of sword spirit is the best among all. No one, being able to master this sword spirit is equivalent to having a powerful helper. Among monks of the same level, he is basically invincible!

"Hmph, don't be quick to talk. Times have changed. Your Yin Buddha Sect is also a stinky rat in the gutter and cannot be on the stage," Lan Xinying sneered. The other party's orthodoxy was destined not to be recognized by most people.

"Sword Spirit? This place is no longer the tomb of the Spirit Sword. Why does the Sword Spirit still exist?"

A clear voice sounded, and as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Hao escaped from a distance.

There was not much information in the Wanjian Valley. He thought that the sword spirits were all in the bamboo forest of the Wanjian Valley. He did not expect that there was also a sword spirit in the sword tomb, and it was a sword spirit that had been nurtured for tens of thousands of years.

Wang Hao knew the horror of this existence. There was a special race in the spirit world, the weapon spirit race.

The weapon spirit race also had great masters. The sword spirit mentioned by Lan Xinying and the others could transform into a shape, which was also a leader in the weapon spirit race, at least equivalent to the human race's incarnation cultivator. This level of sword spirit had a huge bonus to the magic weapon, which could multiply the power.

It was not easy for a sword spirit to form. It was not an ordinary weapon spirit. Ordinary weapon spirits were refined by weapon refiners using spirit essence, while sword spirits were naturally generated by the spirit sword. The latter was many times more difficult than the former in terms of the conditions for its generation.

"Huh? Who are you?" The bald old man did not participate in the Sword Spirit Conference and did not know Wang Hao!

Lan Xinying smiled at Wang Hao and said, "Friend Wang, you just heard that there is a sword spirit here. How about we work together to get the treasure?"