The magic star came into the world

In a blink of an eye, the blade of the sword flew in front of him, and Bai Ze didn't dodge, his left hand was lucky enough to touch the tip of the sword.

His body slid back a few steps due to the impact of the sword spirit, and distanced himself from Fan Li.

The spiritual energy of Bai Ze's whole body circulated and condensed in his right hand, throwing away a semicircular barrier, trapping himself and the sword spirit inside.

"Ten directions!"

Fanli didn't know he was outside the barrier, but he went inside, and shouted with a worried look on his face.

Bai Ze's right hand, which was about to make a move, paused for a moment, remembering the explanation of the vowel before leaving.

How do you say it?

He tilted his head to avoid a sword shadow.

It can't be too strong, can it?

The sword shadows were getting faster and faster, more and more, Bai Ze dodged while thinking hard.

Forget it, the big deal is to wait and chop yourself.

Bai Ze turned sideways abruptly, grasping one of the shadows of the sword as quickly as lightning, the sword body buzzed non-stop in his hand, he pulled it forward with his thoughts, and held the blade of the sword with the other hand and raised it to his eyes.

Fan Li only had time to see Shi Fang frown slightly, and the blade of the sword snapped off in his hands, and he threw it on the ground with a ding.

The sword body was broken into two pieces, a stream of spiritual energy escaped, and after a while, it showed its original shape, which turned out to be a stone tablet.

As the original shape was revealed, the originally transformed wooden house also disappeared, and there was a huge earth pit hidden under the bustling scene. The place where Fan Li was standing at this time was the bottom of the pit.

Fan Li frowned and walked to Shi Fang, who was squatting on the ground to check the inscriptions on the stele.He reached out and grabbed Shifang's left hand and spread out his palm.The place near the horizontal stripes on the palm was cut with a slender wound by the sword just now, and the translucent tender meat inside could still be seen clearly, with a little blood oozing out.

"Does it hurt?"

Bai Ze turned his head suspiciously, looked at Fanli's tangled face, and looked at his hands.

"hiss……"

He cooperated very perfunctorily.

"The injury caused by spiritual energy is no small matter, I will heal it for you."

As Fan Li said, his right hand was already covering the wound, in that posture, it was as if he was holding Bai Ze's hand.

Bai Ze quickly pulled his hand out, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. He always felt that he was taking advantage of others because he was so old that he needed juniors to heal his injuries, and besides, he had suffered the injury on purpose.

"Look at this stele first." He explained awkwardly.

"What's written on the stele?" Qing Zhu walked over and asked Fan Li in a low voice.

Fan Li had no choice but to turn his attention to the stele, he scanned the words on the stele, and said in a deep voice:

"What is recorded on it is the person buried here."

"who?"

"In the Chaos War, Emperor Xuanyuan led three thousand generals to fight, and died. He was buried here, and a tomb was erected to remember it."

"The body is broken, and the soul has no return. What is buried here is their weapon."

"So this is not the tomb of the dead, but... the sword tomb?" Qing Zhu asked.

"Yeah." Fan Li nodded, "Probably for the peace of the souls here, they buried their weapons together. This stone tablet is the tombstone of this Sword Tomb. I just wonder where a small stone tablet is. With such a great power, I originally thought it was the soul of the dead enshrined in this sword."

Seeing that Shifang beside him was silent, with a dazed expression, he couldn't help saying:

"Ten squares?"

The person beside him came back to his senses, brushed his fingers over the uneven lines on the tablet, and said softly:

"Perhaps it was given to it by the owner of this sword mound. It was buried here, infected by resentment, listening to the souls of the dead crying day by day, absorbing countless obsessions and grievances in this pit, and gradually grew temper and turned into a Soul fetus."

"How do you know?" Fanli asked puzzled.

Without looking up, Bai Ze pulled his hand over and placed it on the stone tablet.

"Close your eyes."

The stele sensed spiritual power, and a faint red light flashed, which actually created an illusion in Fan Li's mind.

It was the wooden house I entered just now, but at this time there was a woman writing a letter at the desk, the illusion was very realistic, the woman put down her pen after writing the letter, and sighed at the letter paper.

The screen went black in vain, and changed to another scene.

Shi Fang was standing ten steps away from him, holding a short wooden sword in his right hand, and stabbed the wooden sword into his heart, blood was bubbling from the wound.

Fan Li opened his eyes suddenly.

"What the hell is this!"

"Perhaps it obtains spiritual power in this way." Shi Xiang explained to him, "Creating the illusion that the dead souls dreamed of, this should be what you saw in your mind just now."

"No..." Fan Li wanted to interrupt him.

"Sometimes, maybe it's more than that." Shi Fang looked at his expression and added, "Maybe you saw something else, this stele is too greedy, and gradually dissatisfied with the power gained by absorbing obsession, it will also cause Show the scene you fear, so as to arouse the resentment in the heart of the soul."

Fan Li didn't pay much attention to listening, his attention was attracted by the wooden sword hanging on Shifang's waist, and he always felt that Shifang was going to raise the sword to stab his heart in the next moment.

"This dead soul has such great resentment, if it is not trapped here, I really don't know what the consequences will be." Qingzhu sighed.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"But what's wrong with them? Ordinary people still have the opportunity to participate in reincarnation even if they are extremely vicious. They fought to protect the peace of the world, but they were imprisoned here for 10,000+ years, and they were even deprived of the qualification to re-enter reincarnation."

Fan Li said coldly.

Not only the three thousand generals, but also the tens of thousands of ghosts in the nine-story deep ravine, they all have love and hate, good and evil, and people who are obsessed with one's heart. Relying on illusions to reminisce about their past.

Fan Li turned his head and saw Shi Fang staring at him, his outline was reflected in his clear eyes, and there seemed to be many emotions hidden in it.

"what happened?"

He rubbed his face puzzled.

"Nothing." Shifang asked, pointing to the Qiankun bag that was still screaming strangely in the corner, "How to solve these?"

As soon as Fan Li saw those two Qiankun bags, he had a headache, and his mind seemed to start buzzing again.

"This stele has been knocked out of its original shape, why are these little things still so energetic?"

He walked over and picked up the Qiankun bag.

"The wooden house was created by it. These babies should be stones that have been infused with spiritual power, but they won't last long." Shi Fang said.

"Noisy, just as annoying as those little bastards in our clan."

Fan Li was full of disgust.

"It's better than..."

At the bottom of the huge pit, a row of carrot pits was neatly dug. Fan Li took out a baby from the Qiankun bag. The phantom writhed and screamed non-stop.

"Don't quarrel! If you quarrel again, your head will be blown off."

After he finished speaking, he slapped the child hard on the head, and then threw it into the pit:

"Bury it quickly! Don't let him crawl out again."

Shifang covered the soil with a black face.

Fan Li looked with satisfaction at the babies buried in the pit with bruised noses and swollen faces. Only a pair of eyes were directly exposed, expressing their inner anger.

It's much quieter this way, Fan Li thought proudly.

Shi Fang on the side seemed to have seen through his mind, and shook his head helplessly.

"What were you picking up just now?"

After Shifang buried the phantom body, he was just patting away the dirt that fell on his body. When Fan Li asked him, he took out a piece of jade from his sleeve and handed it to him.

"this one?"

Fan Li looked at the stone over and over again, but he didn't see anything unusual, but it felt harder and colder than other stones.

Shi Fang approached and pointed out the stone to him.

"You can see that this stone is in good condition. If it is used for carving, it must be very good."

Fan Li blinked his eyes in disbelief.

"Then you can carve one and give it to me. I'll use this one." He raised the jade in his hand, "When I met the Dragon Clan, I showed my original body just now, so you can carve that one."

"If you don't like it, you won't be given food."

Bai Ze pouted, and took the stone from his hand without saying a word.

"This sword spirit is much stronger than the ones we encountered before. Could it be that we have already walked out of the seventh layer of enchantment and entered the next layer?"

While talking, Fan Li searched around, trying to find if there were any wooden signs with engraved words around.

"If this is really the eighth layer of enchantment, then the rumors are well-founded. There are so many swords here, no wonder no one is willing to bother to find the ninth layer."

"Not necessarily as you guessed."

Qing Zhu inspected the sword mound for a while, and after carefully placing each sword, she stood up.

"This sword mound was built very carefully. The people who wanted to do this really wanted to bury the souls of the dead here. Unfortunately, the heavens failed to fulfill their wishes. Over time, such monsters were born. Since it was not intentional It is unlikely to be the enchantment point that is designed to embarrass us."

Fan Li sighed with a headache.If this is still the seventh floor, what kind of monster should be placed on the ninth floor?As he thought about it, he suddenly remembered the injury Shi Fang had just suffered, and hurried to his side and asked:

"How's your hand?"

Bai Ze raised his left hand. Just now, while everyone was focusing on the Tomb of Swords, he cut two strips of cloth on his robe to wrap up the wound casually, lest this little devil who only lived half a fraction of him live Xing Lao came to ask him in surprise, which made him very guilty.

Fan Li looked at his sloppy left hand, frowned dissatisfied, and wanted to say something, when he heard Qingzhu's voice behind him:

"Huh? What is this?"

Qingzhu, who had already stood up and walked towards them, passed by the place where the stone tablet stood, felt something strange under her feet, so she squatted down again to check.

The stele got aura and left its original position, and a small hole was sunk in the place where the stele was originally placed.The green bamboo probe pressed down on the sunken place, and pressed something hard.He swept the dirt off his face and beckoned Fan Li to come over.

"This is……"

I saw a palm-sized object buried under the swept away soil, which should be made of stone. The stone is engraved with lines in the same direction, and there is a small hole at the round end, tied with a red thread.

"The other shore flower?"

Fan Li saw the familiar lines on the stone, and while talking, he was about to pick it up and take a closer look.

"Don't move yet."

Shi Fangyi grasped his outstretched wrist.

The other shore flower, the flower of the past life, blooms in the endless hell.

Xuanyuan put it here.

When Bai Ze came to this conclusion in his heart, his hands clenched unconsciously.

Did Xuanyuan put this stone pattern here just to protect the three thousand dead soldiers?

On the other side, what else?

In the air, a plain hand in white stretched out, and before Fanli and Shifang had no response, picked up the stone pattern.

The stone pattern seemed to be induced, emitting a shimmering light, and the red light spread along the pattern, as if a delicate flower of the other side had bloomed on the stone.

"Qing Zhu..." Fan Li looked at Qing Zhu in surprise, his face was calm, and under the red light, Qing Ling seemed to have strange eyes on it.

As the red light became more and more intense, the ground began to tremble, and in the distance, there seemed to be some huge monster running towards them.