Luckily, these sword shadows and ancient swords of the sword tomb were not coming for him.
Hundreds of soul shadows had already appeared on Stegosaurus' body, and each of them represented an ancient sword that had existed for a very long time.
The sword shadows were holding the ancient swords of the sword tomb and fighting against the soul shadow swords on Stegosaurus. Under the cover of the strange fog, Zhu Minglang felt like he had accidentally entered an ancient battlefield that had existed for thousands of years. The sound of weapons clashing against each other was very loud.
Zhu Minglang noticed that no matter if it was the sword shadows or the soul shadow swords, they all seemed to have merged into their own sword techniques. It was as if there were really powerful sword masters controlling them with their minds!
This kind of scene was indeed very rare. Zhu Minglang stood in the middle of the sword shadows and glanced at the different ancient swords.
Previously, he was only looking at the diagrams on the stairs. Now, he could see the diagrams of the diagrams coming back to life, as if the deceased ancient people had come back to life and were personally displaying them in front of him. There were even many sword techniques that had long been lost that appeared in this so-called "Sword Ghost Battlefield".
While Zhu Minglang was fascinated by the sword shadows, some of the sleeping inscriptions on Stegosaurus' body were glowing. They made some changes on Stegosaurus' body. The sword patterns on the body of Stegosaurus became clearer and clearer, as if there was a trace of fire flowing on it. As soon as it touched the air, it would immediately burn up!
"Fire Scar Sword?"
Zhu Minglang saw a kind of dark fire burning on Stegosaurus' body, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
It was a new ancient sword that had awakened in Stegosaurus' body. This meant that Zhu Minglang would be able to obtain the power of Sword Awakening again!
Some of those ancient swords were broken, some were rotten, and some were rusty as if they had never been sharpened. But every time they clashed with each other, it was like they were being reforged, polished, and put into a furnace to let the body of the sword endure the high temperature, and all the impurities were removed, making them extremely refined!
And the Fire Scar Inscriptions kept awakening in this kind of intense battle. In the end, the entire body of Stegosaurus turned red, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace. Those dark fire patterns on the body of the sword looked like a thousand year old dark fire evil spirit, making Stegosaurus look even more evil and mysterious!
The flames were sometimes bright red, wild, and violent. It was as if if one drop of the red fire liquid touched the ground, it could turn the mountains and forests into ashes.
The flames would then slowly die down, turning into a kind of Dark Night Demon Fire. It was like the Ghost Demon Fire, burning under the Nine Underworlds. It was an extremely evil fire. But compared to the red fire, this kind of dark fire was even more unstable. It would always appear for a short period of time, and then it would immediately be replaced by the raging fire.
"It's another kind of inscription pattern. It looks like the Underworld Sword." Zhu Minglang looked at the Stegosaurus that had replaced the fire, and his face gradually revealed a look of surprise.
Blood Jade Sword, Fire Scar Sword, Underworld Sword …
These few swords were all abandoned swords that Zhu Minglang was very familiar with. They had their own names, but they were already rusty. When he was practicing in the Forest of Abandoned Swords, Zhu Minglang had a very deep impression of them!
Of course, at that time, they were basically no different from abandoned swords. The Blood Jade Sword did not drink blood, and its blade was bright red. It could cut through iron like mud, showing off its sharpness. The Fire Scar Sword did not have this wild and raging fire either. It was like the sun that was full of vitality, enough to burn the whole earth.
Similarly, the Underworld Sword did not have this kind of dark fire on it either. The blade of the sword was filled with a strange aura, as if it was soaked in the Nine Underworlds Flame Pool under the Underworld!
Zhu Minglang was very happy that he had awakened two ancient swords' souls and obtained two inscription patterns.
He did not expect that he would get such a big reward by accidentally entering the Xun Mountain Sword Tomb.
"I wonder if there are any other ancient swords that have awakened. Let's take a look." Zhu Minglang was no longer as panicked as before.
These famous ancient swords were killing each other, but they did not hurt a single blade of grass or tree. Zhu Minglang was completely immersed in it. On one hand, he was learning the flying sword arts, and on the other hand, he was trying to break through the sword realm that he had never reached before …
Of course, if he could awaken one or two more inscription patterns, then he would have made a fortune!
…
Sunrise Sword Pavilion
The Xun Mountain Sword Sect had a sect master, three elders, five hall masters, and a group of female disciples. They were wearing gauze hats and quietly waiting in front of the Sword Pavilion's mountain plateau.
A few female marquises, county princesses, and city lords, who were wearing luxurious outfits and dazzling treasures and ornaments, were sitting straight under white umbrellas. While drinking fine wine and tasting fruits, they were waiting for the people who would climb up Xiao Mountain.
At this moment, the Distant Mountain Sword Sect member, Hao Ye, who had just arrived last night, walked up. He glanced at the Xun Mountain Sword Sect's formation and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
It seemed like the Xun Mountain Sword Sect and the nobles of Xun Mountain Country actually attached great importance to this exchange of sword arts.
He looked around and did not think that anyone had stepped into the Sword Pavilion earlier than him.
"Distant Mountain Sword Sect's Wandering Sword Master, Hao Ye!" Hao Ye had a head of somewhat unruly long hair, like strands of messy wild grass. Probably because his appearance was handsome, he gave off a bit of a wastrel's aura.
"Please take a seat." Bai Qinan pointed at an exquisite prayer mat under the white canopy and said.
"I'm the first to ascend the mountain, right? Did I ascend the mountain faster than the others who have visited the Xun Mountain Sword Sect before?" Hao Ye asked.
"We don't have many visitors from the Xun Mountain Sword Sect. I don't remember the previous ones. However, this girl was faster than you," Wen Mengru said.
Hao Ye turned his head and saw a girl wearing a light blue veil.
He had thought that she was a sword maiden just now!
After looking carefully, Hao Ye realized that this was the girl who had followed them up the mountain.
Hao Ye was vexed.
He thought that the only person who could be faster than him was that freak Zhu Minglang.
"I didn't have time to introduce myself. I am Hao Ye, Wandering Sword Master of the Xun Mountain Sword Sect," Hao Ye clasped his fists and said.
"Painter, Nan Lingsha," Nan Lingsha replied indifferently.
Hao Ye had arrived at the capital last night and immediately ascended the mountain the next morning. He indeed did not have time to get acquainted with this group of people.
The main reason was that the Distant Mountain Sword Sect still needed to maintain their reputation in this sword technique exchange. Although Yun Zhonghe was the chief disciple, Yun Zhonghe's batch was indeed the worst batch that Wu Feng had ever led. Hao Ye was basically taking on the task at a time of crisis.
After sitting for a while, Wu Feng's figure slowly appeared on the mountain path.
He had a happy expression on his face, as if he had gained something from this sword manual.
Seeing that Hao Ye had already arrived, Wu Feng was not surprised. Hao Ye was the most outstanding disciple of the Distant Mountain Sword Sect in the past hundred years after Zhu Minglang. Although he had already left the disciple level and was traveling everywhere …
Wu Feng did not expect Nan Lingsha to have arrived. She was not a swordmaster, so how could she have seen through these sword manuals so thoroughly?
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