Chapter 1145 Purple Jade
"Junior Brother Leng, can you really drive the God-killing Sword Formation alone?"
"It's okay to force it." Leng Fei smiled bitterly, "But I really don't want to use it again, it's too tiring."
"It's worth it to be tired!" Meng Shentong looked at the long sword floating above Leng Fei's head.
These swords are slowly disappearing, as if water droplets merge into the ocean, slowly disappearing.
Thirty-six swords disappeared completely, as if they had never existed.
Just seeing the mess around you, you know that they have indeed existed and are something other powers cannot do.
Someone sighed: "It's really mysterious. It turns out that we have never figured out the mystery of the God-killing Sword Formation."
They all felt melancholy as they watched these long swords disappear without a trace.
After all, they were originally their own swords, but they gave up after they found it too dangerous, but they didn't expect them to be so powerful.
Seeing such a powerful sword leaving, they would inevitably have a lot of thoughts. If they could really take the sword, what would be the power?
This is an instinctive idea of human nature, uncontrollable.
Leng Fei said: "Senior brothers, it's still time to change your mind now, so let me give it back to you."
Meng Shentong smiled and said, "Junior Brother Leng, are you willing to bear it?"
"Why can't you bear to let go of this?" Leng Fei smiled and said, "It was not mine originally. The same goes for you brothers. I can save some effort. If you really want to use the God-Slaying Sword Formation, why don't you help me?"
"That's true." Meng Shentong smiled and said, "Just Brother Leng, how can you not help?"
Leng Fei nodded: "So brothers, please keep them."
In fact, no matter who is in his hands, he has mastered the main sword among them, and the remaining swords obey the main sword.
So he just needs to leave the main sword, and it doesn't matter where the remaining sword is. With a thought, all the swords gather.
"Oh..." A middle-aged man with round face shook his head and sighed: "Let's forget it."
"How to forget it?" Leng Fei smiled and said, "Senior Brother Mo, don't you want to keep this sword?"
"It's not possible to control it, but it's a bad thing to keep it." The middle-aged man with round face shook his head and said, "I still know myself and can't tame it!"
Leng Fei said: "Actually, it's not as dangerous as expected. They just look scary."
"Haha..." Everyone shook their heads and laughed.
They believe in their intuition, and they feel extremely dangerous. Even if they know that Leng Fei will not lie to them, they still dare not accept it if they think about it carefully.
Because they figured it out that Leng Fei was different from their spirits, and he felt that it was not dangerous, that was not dangerous to him, but not for them.
"I won't try it with you brothers." Leng Fei smiled.
Meng Shentong: "Junior Brother Leng, don't tempt us, you'd better take those swords obediently."
Leng Fei showed a headache.
"What's going on?" Meng Shentong: "Is there any hidden truth? Tell me quickly!"
Leng Fei sighed: "Nothing."
"Don't keep it a secret!" Meng Shentong snorted.
Leng Fei showed a embarrassed look: "These swords are all spiritual, but spiritual..."
"Don't hesitate, just say it in one breath!" Everyone stared at him, blaming him for being fond of his appetite.
"Okay." Leng Fei sighed: "They also need to eat. This thing is spiritual power. Without enough spiritual power, they will be like hungry."
"There is such a thing?" Everyone was surprised.
Leng Fei said: "This is a huge burden, especially the thirty-six swords."
Everyone smiled.
They felt wise and did not take over this hot lyrics and feed them with their mental power. They scratched their heads even if they thought about it.
Who thinks that they have too much mental power?
Leng Fei said: "Forget it, since that's the case, then I'll suffer a little by myself."
Everyone nodded without any help.
"Then Junior Brother Leng, just try it." Meng Shentong laughed and said, "I can't stand it, let's help."
Leng Fei nodded slowly, showing a solemn expression, as if facing an extremely steep situation.
What he didn't actually say is.
These thirty-six Divine Swords do need to devour spiritual power, but they will also feed back spiritual power.
These usual spiritual powers are stored in their bodies. Once they take action, they will be like a volcano erupting or a flood breaking a dam. Their power is majestic and amazing.
What's more, they can also purify spiritual power, give them tens of power, and reclaim the purified five points of power.
Therefore, it is of great benefit to the purification of one's own mental power.
"Om..." Everyone's spirit stones trembled.
Leng Fei frowned, his thoughts condensed on the spirit stone, and everyone suddenly came to a void and saw a huge mirror in the center of the void.
The mirror is huge, like a huge screen of a movie that Leng Fei saw in his previous life.
At this time, a person appeared in the mirror, wearing a purple robe, his face turned purple and gentle like jade, like a piece of purple jade.
This is a young man who is looking at them calmly, as if he can see them through this huge mirror.
"Who is this?" Leng Fei spoke.
"I don't know." Everyone shook their heads.
"This is on Guiming Mountain!" Meng Shentong said slowly: "He is about to break into Guiming Mountain!"
Leng Fei said: "Cui Mingshan is where we Gui Mingzong are?"
Meng Shentong shook his head: "Junior brother, Guimingshan is our burial place."
Leng Fei said: "What are you going to do when you break into Guiming Mountain?"
"I'm afraid it will be bad for our seniors!" Meng Shentong said in a deep voice: "The corpses of those seniors are there. If there are grudges and the seniors are dead and want to vent their personal anger, they will deal with the corpses."
"That can only be stopped." Leng Fei nodded and said, "Which sect is this guy from? Maybe it's obvious?"
"It's not from the Palace of Eternal Life." The middle-aged man with a round face with a surname Mo shook his head: "We all recognize the thirty-six species of eternal life."
"Purple Jade Palace?"
"Well, it's a bit like Ziyu Palace."
"Purple Jade Palace!"
"It seems that we have nothing to do with Zi Yu Palace, right?"
"Ten thousand years ago."
"It happened ten thousand years ago, who knows what it is?"
Meng Shentong's face was solemn: "It seems that we have a direct inheritor who has something to do with the woman from Ziyu Palace."
"Is it the blood of this senior?"
“It’s very likely.”
"Well, that's what I'm here to visit, it shouldn't be a troublemaker."
"But looking at this stance, it doesn't seem like it's not causing trouble." Leng Fei said slowly.
He could see a hint of ridicule from the eyes of the purple-faced middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged middle-aged old, obviously, he had seen them.
He knew that this was a magical technique, and that the shadows were transmitted from thousands of miles away, and that he could pass on the situation of Guiming Mountain.
But if he stood in Guiming Mountain, he would probably not see everyone sitting here.
In this way, the middle-aged purple face is probably extremely amazing and he is defeated.
He looked at Meng Shentong, and their faces gradually became heavier, obviously realizing this.
"Go over and see it." Meng Shentong: "Anyway, we have the God-killing Sword Formation, nothing is scary!"
He turned his head and looked at Leng Fei: "Junior Brother Leng, can you use it now?"
Leng Fei rubbed his eyebrows and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid he can only use one sword. If he can't take it, he can't use it anymore."
"... Then let's have a sword!" Meng Shentong said in a deep voice: "Once the fight starts, let's go first and find out the truth!... Maybe they really came to visit us, and we were in a false alarm."
"Yes, go and take a look." Everyone nodded.
Leng Fei was thinking about Ziyu Palace, as if he had heard of it somewhere, and then he was stunned and remembered, as if he was the mortal enemy of the Changsheng Palace!
Chapter completed!