Mortal bone

Under normal circumstances, only beings like Li Daoyan can control thousands of flying swords by themselves.

Originally, with Xu Taiping's cultivation and swordsmanship, it was absolutely impossible.

But after holding the silver dragon sword in his hand, Xu Taiping could clearly feel that not only did he have a steady stream of divine soul power, but even the divine soul induction power became much stronger in an instant.

This feeling was almost exactly the same as what happened when he borrowed the power of the Wentian Bell on the thirteenth floor of the Xuanhuang Tower and used the power of his soul to sense what was happening in the Five Heavenly Emperors of the Upper Pure Realm.

However, the power of the silver dragon sword's divine soul induction seems to be only effective on the dragon sword.

Because of this.

Xu Taiping seemed to be able to use the power of the Silver Dragon Sword with ease.

Some of the problems that the sword spirit of the Silver Dragon Sword originally worried about did not happen to Xu Taiping.

There was just one thing, it was almost exactly the same as Sword Spirit's prediction.

"boom!……"

The moment Xu Taiping successfully controlled these thirteen hundred dragon swords, a crackling sound that only he could hear appeared in his mind again.

Immediately afterwards, his ears began to "buzz".

The long-lost cry of soul began to echo in his consciousness, as if a swarm of bees were swirling around him.

At the same time, the pain that only belonged to soul crying also began to erode Xu Taiping's soul.

If we say that the pain Xu Taiping endured during the hanging iron competition in the Qifeng Competition was...

At this moment, the pain he was experiencing with his thirteen hundred swords was one thousand.

In other words, the pain he was experiencing now was a thousand times greater than before.

"Uh……"

The moment this pain was exerted on Xu Taiping's soul, Xu Taiping's physical body was also affected, and the breath on his body rushed out of the body uncontrollably, exploding into a ball of blood mist.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed out of Xu Taiping's eyes.

The Silver Dragon Sword Spirit, who was quietly observing all this, immediately warned Xu Taiping in a serious tone:

"If you want to give up, it's still too late."

Hearing this, Xu Taiping, with red eyes and protruding veins on his neck, suddenly raised his neck with a ferocious expression and shouted:

"Give up? Fuck give up!"

"None of them who died in this world have given up. Why do you want me to give up?"

"Give up now, right here!"

"It's better to die!"

At this time, Xu Taiping was more like a drunkard expressing his unhappiness under the influence of alcohol than being unable to control his emotions due to pain.

"Boom!..."

At this moment, the thousands of monsters gathered in the sky seemed to have spotted the gap where Xu Taiping's soul was on the verge of collapse, and suddenly all fell down.

While flying down, spells transformed from the power of demon seeds fell through the air behind them.

Looking up, this scene looks like a meteor shower falling on a summer night.

Seeing that the joint attack of thousands of monsters was about to kill them, Kunwu, the Human Emperor, and the Rusty Lion all flew away, using their mantis arms as chariots to face the thousands of monsters without hesitation.

"Zheng!——"

But just when the three fairy swords were about to be swallowed up by the power of the monster, a burst of sword sounds exploded in the world.

At the same time, a sword force rose into the sky like a river rushing into the sea.

The next moment, Xu Taiping, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and his eyes full of madness, raised his sword and pointed toward the sky:

"kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one thousand three hundred dragon swords "boomed" and all rose into the air from behind him.

In just an instant, these thirteen hundred dragon swords caught up with Kun Wu, the Human Emperor, and the Rusty Lion.

In an instant, the sword force of these thirteen hundred dragon swords smashed the brilliance of the spells in the sky very domineeringly, and then with a "boom", they all jumped out from among the bodies of thousands of monsters. Out of the body.

For a moment, black mist filled the sky, and at the same time, there were densely packed handwritings written by sword energy underneath the bodies of those thousands of monsters.

The next moment, with a loud "bang" sound, at least [-]% of the thousands of monsters were torn apart by the sword light.

When the sword spirit of the Silver Dragon Sword saw this scene, he couldn't help but blurted out in admiration:

"it is good!"

If the person who wielded this sword was Li Daoyan, the sword spirit would even feel that this sword was a bit unsatisfactory, but the problem is that the person who wielded this sword was a young monk whose cultivation had not yet broken through the realm of transformation.

"Goo-Long-Long-Goo-Long-Long..."

Xu Taiping on the side did not seem to hear the appreciation of the sword spirit. He first picked up the wine gourd and drank it all in one gulp. Then he turned the sword in his hand and looked at the more than 1000 flying swords above his head with drunken eyes. :

"Continue, continue, the devil will not be destroyed, and my sword will never stop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the more than 1000 flying swords were under his control, using the sword skills taught by Lu Jianjiu to continue to encircle and suppress the remaining monsters.

But at this moment, there was a loud "boom".

I saw the black vortex in front of the exit of Shiyuan, suddenly expanded more than ten times.

The monsters that were still struggling in the whirlpool suddenly flew out of it.

Immediately afterwards, large numbers of demon species, like running water, began to pour out of the black vortex.

In just a short moment, the number of new monsters in this world exceeded the original number.

At this time, the Yuan Lord, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly laughed confidently and said:

"Little guy, I might as well tell you directly."

"This wave of demon seeds will last at least as long as a cup of tea from now on."

"If you can persevere, I will have nothing to say, and will withdraw from the Pure Realm and sleep forever."

And while he was speaking, there were at least five thousand monsters gathered in this world.

Seeing this scene, Xu Taiping was startled for a moment, then laughed ferociously, and controlled the more than 1000 flying swords to kill the more than 5000 monsters.

"Rumble..."

Although, wherever these more than 300 flying swords passed by, the monsters transformed from the demon species fell in pieces.

But the number of fallen monsters is far less than the number of newly added monsters.

As a result, more and more monsters were killed in this world, and they could not be killed no matter what.

What's even more troublesome is that under the siege of the group of demons, even magical weapons such as the Dragon God Sword are constantly being damaged.

In just a short moment, at least a hundred dragon swords broke because they could not withstand the attacks of monsters.

Under this ebb and flow, Xu Taiping and the others gradually turned from offense to defense.

In the end, even the defense was very difficult.

Seeing that the sword energy barrier was about to be breached, the drunken Xu Taiping picked up the Silver Dragon Sword in his hand and said:

"Senior...sword, I want a sword, I want more swords!"