Chapter 774 (1/2)

As like as two peas in the past, the spirit of Yan Zhao was sinking into the spiritual world, and the scene of the eyes changed into darkness.

Not only the light, but also the deep black and the sound smell are swallowed together. The gloom is full of the strange breath of attractive soul.

But different from the stove, Yan Zhaoge was soon dazzled by a flash of cold light.

Looking at him, he saw countless white swords flying towards him!

Although Yan Zhao's song is not disordered, his mind moves and his consciousness communicates with the stove.

There was a dark whirlpool in his spiritual world.

The black whirlpool erupts the amazing attraction, blocks in front of Yan Zhaoge, swallows the innumerable white sword Qi.

It is just that the white sword Qi seems to be infinite in quantity and continuously shoots at Yan Zhaoge.

Although the black whirlpool is like a bottomless hole, it can't swallow the sword Qi, and both sides fall into a tug of war.

Yan Zhaoge observed and speculated.

Although these white sword Qi are all in his consciousness space, and the lethality is also aimed at the spiritual soul, it does not mean that they are always nihilistic.

This shows that the sky swallowing sword box can also release such a huge amount of fierce sword Qi in real space.

Compared with the earth eating stove, the sky swallowing sword box is obviously more aggressive, but it is not inferior to the name of the sword box.

Using the black whirlpool of the earth eating stove, Yan Zhaoge resisted the attack of ten thousand swords, but could not move on.

He doesn't want to use other treasures, otherwise he may not be able to refine the heaven swallowing sword box.

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: ”I really don't believe that you have endless sword energy.”

It's true that sword Qi is not endless, but the quantity is also astonishing.

After a quarter of an hour's shooting, the momentum gradually fell back.

But it doesn't disappear completely. It's just not as violent as before.

Just like the mountain flood that broke the dam, now it's just a river flowing peacefully.

Yan Zhaoge nodded, which should be the normal situation. Before that, the sword Qi accumulated in the sword box was released in an instant, so it was boundless.

These swords in the spiritual world have been vented, but the swords stored in the real world still exist, but the backlog of energy just burst out.

Yan Zhaoge's consciousness, if he withdraws from the sword box now, will face the outbreak of sword rain when he enters again.

There is a black whirlpool to resist. Now the density of sword rain can't stop Yan Zhaoge from moving on.

Yan Zhaoge strides forward and a lofty silver mountain appears in front of him.

The original face of the mountain should not be silver, but now its surface is covered with a layer of flashing silver light.

There are countless sharp swords, which are inserted on the mountain.

The sword's edge is so dense that the silvery light of the sword can't show the original appearance of the mountain when it covers the whole mountain.

From time to time, these silver glittering swords soared to the sky and shot into the air, turning into silver sword air. After a turn in the air, they turned to Yan Zhaoge directly below.

Yan Zhaoge looked carefully and found that on the other side of the mountain, the silver light flickered constantly, but some swords fell from the sky and fell on the mountain.