Ai Hui has always been paying close attention to the changes in the sword body.

In just a few days, the sword body undergoes tremendous changes. From the initial fog shape, it gradually becomes the tip of the sword dragging smoke, and then the division of yin and yang, and then becomes the yin and yang fish. Now the sword body can no longer be seen, and the illusory sword body like silk is gradually solidified.

Handfuls of small swords of different shapes gather together, like a huge school of fish.

What's even more amazing is that no matter what shape of the small sword, there are exactly the same Yin and Yang. The Yin and Yang swords are clearly divided, but they are entangled and rotate continuously.

Fine golden lights are constantly splashing, and they are floating and sinking in the air, like mayflies in the water.

The endlessly rotating Yin-Yang sword tire is like a constantly rotating vortex. The suction force generated drags out strands of slender golden mist belts, like transparent golden silk, tied to the sword tire.

The speed of the sword body's growth shocked and incredible Ai Hui, and also made him feel the power of the ancient demon god. Although he was just an unknown demon god, he was silent in history, and Ai Hui could not find its name until now. However, after so many years, the spiritual imprint contained in it is still so powerful and so indestructible!

If it weren't for the support of Loulan and others, the sword body would never have been able to gain the advantage as it is now. The continuous influx of sword aura brought the distinction between yin and yang, making the sword fog more solid. The small swords with flashing cold light swam, which was many times stronger than before.

The sword body shattered the golden light, and also shattered the spiritual imprint left by the demon god in the divine blood. The shattered spiritual imprint wiped away the will of the demon god and became the nutrients and food for the sword body.

They are the mist that looks like golden satin.

The small swords of various shapes were sucked into the sword body, like greedy fish, constantly absorbing these nourishing golden mists.

The golden mist penetrated into the small sword, and the gray sword body began to appear with a metallic luster.

The sharp and bitter breath spreads around like ripples.

Even in the blood-colored light column, Ai Hui could still feel the terrifying feeling of the sword's tip against his eyebrows.

The sword body was shattered with more and more golden light, and the breath of the sword body climbed at an astonishing speed.

Immersed in the pure and bitter sword intent, Ai Hui's heart was wise, as if the sword fetus and his heart were integrated into one. He could feel the joy of the rapid growth of each small sword, which exuded various different auras.

The aura of each small sword is completely different, some are domineering, some are pure, some are gentle, and some are violent. Ai Hui never thought that there are so many different auras of swords in the world, which can be called all-encompassing. Each aura of swords is so unique, they are so completely different and clearly separated. However, they are so harmonious, integrated, and there is no conflict between them.

Ai Hui was immersed in it after experiencing the strange breath of swords.

The foundation of the sword body is his spirit. Now that the sword body has grown, his spirit is also increasing rapidly. In the remaining articles of practicing the sword body, those obscure words flowed through his heart like flowing water. Ai Hui seemed to be enlightened, but the contents that were unknown before were now suddenly realized.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Ai Hui woke up from his intoxication, he was shocked.

As far as his eyes were concerned, golden mist was everywhere, occupying every corner of his vision. The golden mist was so rich that Ai Hui couldn't even see the golden light column clearly.

Ai Hui calmed down and after a moment, he realized it.

The sword fetus can only absorb the spiritual imprint of the demon god in the divine blood. The other components in the divine blood are of no value to the sword fetus. However, in the divine blood, the spiritual imprint of the demon god is only a small part. The part related to the flesh and blood of the divine blood penetrates into Ai Hui's body and nourishes Ai Hui's body.

In addition to these two parts, the divine blood also contains other mysterious powers. And it is the remaining part that Ai Hui cannot absorb. They gathered in his body and floated around.

The power of the demon god is far beyond Ai Hui's current perception, which makes him feel awe.

His flesh and blood and sword fetus absorb only a small part of the power of the divine blood.

When Ai Hui saw the range of the golden mist, he immediately became alert. Finally, he straightened out all kinds of strange and powerful forces in his body. According to the current trend, as long as he waited for the blood of the gods to be completely eliminated by the sword fetus, he would win.

The golden mist with unknown ingredients will become a new hidden danger. As the golden mist increases, it will become more and more dangerous.

The previous lessons are extremely profound, and unfamiliar powers cannot be easily put into the body.

Ai Hui calmed down and did not covet the power that might be contained in the unknown golden mist. He began to wonder how to expel these golden mists from his body? For him, the divine blood absorbed by the sword fetus and flesh was enough to transform his power.

He doesn't have time to slowly comprehend these unknown components now.

At this moment, strands of sword aura poured into Ai Hui's body from outside. As Ai Hui's spirit continued to grow, he could clearly sense the endless sword formations outside.

He had a sudden inspiration. Can he lead these unknown golden mists into the sword formation?

Almost as he thought, thousands of small swords in the sword body roared in unison.

On the mountains beside the valley, the members of the Thunder Sword were lying around. Everyone was exhausted, and some of the members were asleep and snoring like thunder. They were so tired that how many sword formations have been set up these days? They had long lost remembering that they only knew to set up sword formations, day and night. In addition to setting up sword formations, they also needed to sacrifice the blood beasts and flesh collected from the front line to refine the sword formation.

The latest batch of long swords has not yet been released, and today's battle on the front line has not ended. They have received precious rest time and everyone is slumped on the ground.

Gu Xuan's condition is a little bit more. Although he is tired, he can still hold on.

He stared at the dense sword formations in the valley with some trance.

Shi Zhiguang beside him muttered: "I wonder when the boss will wake up? I feel so unsure if the boss is not here."

Gu Xuan came to his senses and said, "It's almost done."

Shi Zhiguang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Gu Xuan's tone was affirming: "Really! Look carefully, the boss's speed of devouring the sword formation is much faster than before, and it is getting faster and faster."

Shi Zhiguang was not a fool. He just didn't pay attention before. After receiving Gu Xuan's reminder, his eyes suddenly shone: "That's right, right! The boss's sword-eating formation is getting more and more powerful, and we are almost unable to set it up."

His hammer-like fist suddenly smashed into his palm and said excitedly: "When the boss wakes up, take us to kill ten in and out! Let them see the power of our Thunder Sword!"

Last time he rushed to the formation in the Divine Wolf Camp, he still reminisces about it. The feeling is so wonderful.

Gu Xuan nodded in agreement.

However, he is older and more mature, and he thinks more. He knows that the front line is fighting fiercely these days, and the opponent is changing every day, and everyone's nerves are very tense. So far, although the daily battles are very fierce and the front line is still quite stable, for some reason, Gu Xuan always feels a little uneasy.

Maybe it's because the boss is not here.

When the boss is here, everyone is like having a backbone. But when the boss is not here, no matter what he does, everyone is unsure.

Gu Xuan thought about it and felt at ease. Because he found that not only the Sword of Thunder, but also the Division Radicals and the others were the same. Even people as powerful as the Division Radicals follow the boss. Isn’t that natural for a small person like him?

At this moment, he completely forgot that he was the deputy radical of the Sword of Thunder.

What he said to Shi Zhiguang just now was not a random talk, but a result after careful observation.

The boss is about to wake up!

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the valley.

Gu Xuan and Shi Zhiguang were startled and got up.

Tens of swords in the valley roared and buzzed.

The sword sounds gathered into a torrent, shocking people, and the ground under your feet seemed to be shaking.

Gu Xuan and others were startled and were immediately overjoyed. With such a loud momentum, is the boss about to wake up?

Soon, everyone found something was wrong.

"Look at the Blood Sacrifice Sword Formation!"

When the others heard this, they quickly looked in the direction. The so-called Blood Sacrifice Sword Formation is a sword formation refined with blood beasts and flesh sacrifices. Loulan discovered that the sword formation refined with flesh sacrifices was more helpful to Ai Hui.

In fact, everyone didn't know how to sacrifice the blood sword formation, but just sprinkled the blood beasts collected from the front line into the sword formation. Then they found that Ai Hui seemed to prefer the blood sword formation. The blood sword formation was often swallowed by the boss as soon as it was laid out.

The blood sacrifice sword formation they set up just now was a group of blood beasts and flesh sent two hours ago.

The Blood Sacrifice Sword Formation suddenly lit up a slight golden light, sprinkling the flesh and blood of the sword formation, and was sucked dry by the sword formation like sand sucking water. The blood stained with the sword body in the sword formation was also absorbed and disappeared by the sword.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood in the sword formation disappeared without a trace.

Zheng!

With a crisp sound of swords, a long sword in the sword formation suddenly emitted a golden light.

Strong and firm!

The sound of swords was endless, and every long sword in the sword formation transmitted a golden beam that seemed like a substance. These golden beams were crystal clear and crystal clear, as straight as swords. They interlaced and enveloped the sword formation.

With a light bang, the sword body of a long sword suddenly peeled off a piece of fragment the size of a fingernail. Before the fragments fell to the ground, they turned into ashes.

Slap sex.

The sword body is like a wind-eroded mural on the wall, with large pieces peeling off.

The peeling fragments turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated in the air.

When the last blow sound stopped, the last wisp of smoke dissipated, and what appeared before everyone was a strange scene.

The sword formation was covered with rich golden light, and lightswords were inserted on the ground. They were bright and dazzling, just like the sword embryo that had just been taken out of the furnace, and the sword energy that soared into the sky, interlaced and crisscrossed.
Chapter completed!