People are in the Demon Cult, and they start by integrating the Fruit of Immortality.

After solving the two deacons, Ye An let out a long breath.

The sudden use of mana by these two people really shocked him, but fortunately, he could only use about one percent of his power.

"How the hell did they do it?"

Ye An was curious, and the answer might lie in the two of them.

"These two spirit treasures are not easy to handle, throw them away, some are too pity, bring them with you, don't you tell others that I am a murderer."

Ye An was in a dilemma for a while.

He suddenly patted his head: "I'm really stupid, if you find a way for them to use mana, wouldn't it be good to directly use mana into the body."

He opened two pieces of meat puree and finally found two jade talismans.

It is depicted with ancient runes, complex and mysterious, permeated with Dao rhyme, and there is a powerful force that is fighting against the special prohibitions of this world.

"Is that it?"

Ye An put a jade talisman on his body, and suddenly felt that the mana in his body was active, and Yuanshen could also be mobilized.

"Really!"

He was pleasantly surprised, and once again had a new understanding of the means of Baibao Lou.

Even this kind of thing can be refined.

"It's a hole card."

Using the jade talisman to stimulate the mana in his body, he collected two spirit treasures into his body, and then took off the storage rings of the two.

After hiding the jade talisman, he returned to the grindstone with the Tai Ling Sword and continued to sharpen his blade.

The whetstone contains a strange power, I don't know what kind of material, the sword body becomes sharper under the polishing, the cold light is intimidating, and the sword qi is strong, which makes Ye An's hands a little cold.

While polishing, Ye An was also carefully studying the grindstone, and found that it seemed to be some kind of meteorite, with secret power.

"Can you carry it away?"

He had other thoughts on his mind.

Such a material is absolutely rare outside, and if it can be made into a weapon, it is of great value.

As soon as this thought came out, it could no longer be contained.

Heartbeat is not enough to act, he directly began to get started, holding the entire whetstone with both hands, intending to pull it out of the ground.

But he exerted his strength to eat, his face was flushed, and he couldn't shake the grindstone in the slightest.

Unbelieving in evil, he changed his posture and tried again, still with the same result.

This stone seems to have grown on the ground, and it is useless to pull it out.

"It's a pity." Ye An sat on the ground with his butt and let out a long sigh.

After continuing to polish the Tai Ling Sword for more than half an hour, he left here.

Rushing out for dozens of miles, a sword forest appeared in front of him.

All kinds of sharp swords were inserted into the ground, some were still rough embryos, some were broken into several pieces, some were full of cracks, some were already decayed...

It is like a cemetery of swords, where countless long swords are buried.

Even if none of them are intact, the Senran sword intent emanating from here makes people's bodies chill and cold to the bone.

Ye An was shocked by the scene in front of him and was speechless.

I can't count how many long swords, some obliquely, some straight in, and more fell to the ground, scattered into many pieces, like sword cairns, burying an unknown number of long swords.

These are the failed products of refining, abandoned by the Bing Saint, and over the years, such an amazing scene has been formed.

Ye An walked in the sword forest, he could feel a sad atmosphere, the long sword trembled, and it wailed, seemingly full of unwillingness, unwilling to be abandoned and inserted here.

This is not a place that belongs to them, they should be on the battlefield, in the killing of enemies, on the way to the charge, not here, unable to unleash their swords for a lifetime.

The swords hanging from the waist seemed to feel their pathos, trembling, and the swords clanged.

Countless long swords in the sword forest were triggered, and at the same time emitted a long sound, and endless sword intent rushed up, gathered together, and spewed out like a volcano.

Ye An was in it, and he only felt that his body was about to be torn apart, and the invisible sword intent penetrated his body, making his bone marrow freeze, and it was cold.

Looking at these broken swords, he drew out the Tai Ling sword: "If you are unwilling, are you willing to become my sword blade, follow me for nine days, roaring the blue underworld, even if the sword is broken, there is no regret?" "

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

In the sword forest, countless broken swords sounded in unison, ten thousand swords trembled, and the sword intent was thin, like thousands of troops and horses impacting, and the qi of Jinge rushed up.

Wisps of pure sword qi floated out, like sword souls, many of them were broken, and all of them flew towards Ye An's side and burrowed into the Tai Ling sword.

The sound of the sword penetrates the soul, like a dragon chanting and shaking the sky.

Countless sword souls were integrated into the Tai Ling Sword, and the sword intent that burst out from the Tai Ling Sword was more majestic, and the spirituality was better than before, as if it had life.

Ye An's eyes were strange, and his fingers ran across the sword.

He flicked his fingers gently, and the sword made a pleasant sound, like a beautiful note beating.

"The material of the sword body seems to be a little out of line." He muttered.

Maybe there will be some amazing materials here, and if you can get it, you can refine the Tai Ling Sword.

Pinning the Tai Ling sword back to his waist, he left the Sword Forest.

The broken sword behind him had all turned into dust, leaving only iron filings on the ground.

Continuing to walk forward, Ye An saw a lot of scenery related to swords along the way.

One after another huge stone swords were inserted into the ground, hundreds of zhang high, straight into the sky, majestic and magnificent.

There are also stone sculptures holding long swords and posing in various poses, which are imposing.

Ye An thought that it was some kind of sword art inheritance, but after studying it carefully, he found that it was nothing, it was purely a decoration.

He also understood now that the area where he was located, which belonged to the area of forging swords, was all about sword-related topics.

"Could it be that the Dragon Slashing Sword was also forged here?"

After running out for hundreds of miles, a strict sword pavilion appeared in his eyes.

The shape of the entire Sword Pavilion was like a sword, pitch black, imposing and infiltrating.

At this time, in front of the Sword Pavilion, a group of people gathered, seemingly studying something.

"Still no, missing a key key."

"It's been thousands of years, and who knows where that key is lost today."

"According to the information I have investigated over the years, the key seems to have ended up in the hands of a man named Hongyu Shangren."

"Hongyu Shangren? I've heard that name.

"I have also heard that it is said that the Meritorious Creation is expected to break through the existence of the Avatar God."

Listening to their conversation, Ye Anxin set off a wave of shock.

Hongyu Shangren actually appeared here!

"Keys? Could it be..." A

bold idea popped up in his mind.

He quietly retreated, and after being far enough away, he used the jade talisman to stimulate the mana in his body and took out an object.