Zunshen Temple is much wider than the ancient temple. Standing on the wasteland, at a glance, you can hardly see any people.

"Many gods are looking for opportunities."

Fang Chen lamented that he was invincible in the Ancient Temple, but in the Zunshen Temple, he was so weak.

"Owner."

The Xingyin Sword suddenly appeared and made a sword sound, which was transmitted to Fang Chen.

"I sensed a killing sword energy."

"Um?"

Fang Chen was a little surprised. He also sensed this killing sword energy. It was unremarkable. He didn't know why Xingyin Sword said this.

Is there any secret in this?

"In this chilling sword energy, I vaguely caught a hint of imperial energy." Xing Yin Jian's next words made Fang Chen stunned. Then he stared at Xing Yin Sword with burning eyes and asked hastily: "

Emperor Qi, you mean?"

Before Fang Chen could finish speaking, Xingyinjian spoke, "Yes, it's the emperor's aura. Only the weapons of the emperor's powerful ones can emit such an aura."

"Could it be that there are any Emperor-level weapons nearby?" Fang Chen's heart beat rapidly. With Emperor-level weapons, even a strong person in the Tribulation Realm would be crazy, right?

"Master, come with me."

The Xingyin Sword is a kendo weapon. It is born with a very keen sense of the kendo aura. Under its leadership, Fang Chen walked quickly on the wasteland.

A few days later, the Xingyin Sword stopped in front of a rugged hill.

"here?"

Fang Chen stopped, widened his eyes, and looked at the hill in front of him.

On that small hill, there were countless broken swords, and on each broken sword, there was blood that seemed to have existed forever.

The blood has gone through the baptism of wind and rain and has become weak and invisible, but with Fang Chen's eyesight, he can still clearly detect it.

"Boom!"

While looking at the blood, Fang Chen discovered that the more than 50 special blood vessels in his body were beating continuously and seemed to resonate.

"Has there ever been a fierce battle here?" Fang Chen murmured.

Buzz!

The Xingyin Sword made a loud sword cry, and then countless broken swords on the hill also made sword sounds one after another, resounding throughout the sky.

From the broken sword, brilliant sword lights shot out, intertwined in the void, and completely enveloped the small hill.

"Sword Tomb?"

Fang Chen subconsciously thought of these two words in his mind.

"Master, have you discovered anything?" Xingyinjian asked.

Fang Chen shook his head, having no idea what hidden secrets were hidden on the hill.

"The broken sword on this small hill is a remnant from the ancient times. The blood on it was left by the unparalleled powerful men in the ancient times." Xingyin Sword said.

"Are the imperial weapons among these?" Fang Chen asked.

"I'll give it a try."

The Hidden Star Sword whizzed out, penetrated the halo of sword energy, and entered the hill.

Click!

Feeling the invasion of foreign forces, the broken swords made deafening sounds one after another, and blood flowed, covering the entire void.

Bang!

After just one confrontation, the Xingyin Sword was forced back by the Broken Sword.

"Are you okay?"

Fang Chen grasped the Xingyin Sword and felt the aura inside it was disordered, as if he was injured.

"I'm fine." Xingyinjian said in a deep voice, "I can obviously feel the aura of the Emperor Realm, but I can't detect its existence."

Xingyin Sword is a little anxious. If it can swallow the Emperor Realm weapon, its own power will definitely be greatly improved.

"Don't worry."

Fang Chen comforted the Xingyin Sword, and then stepped onto the hill himself.

His thoughts are completely different from those of Xingyin Sword.

He did not take away the broken swords, but tried to use the special blood in his body to communicate with the blood on the broken swords.

Hoo ho ho!

On the hill, there was the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, as if countless resentments were shouting.

Fang Chen's first target was a bronze long sword. There was a variety of bloodline power in his palm, and he cautiously reached in front of the bronze long sword.

Buzz!

The bronze sword trembled, but there was no resistance, which made Fang Chen secretly happy.

"It works."

While the bronze sword was trembling, Fang Chen grabbed it.

Suddenly, the fire bloodline in his body boiled completely, and the fanatical power of the fire bloodline emerged from his body crazily, and was finally absorbed by the blood on the bronze sword.

"This is……"

Fang Chen quickly understood that the blood left on the bronze sword was from a strong fireman. Moreover, this fireman was most likely related to the Flame Ministry.

"Is it the Fire Demon Lord?"

Fang Chen murmured.

The blood on the bronze sword, after absorbing the power of the fire source's bloodline, mutated, and finally gradually faded, and in the blink of an eye, it completely invaded the inside of the bronze sword.

Boom!

At the same time, Fang Chen felt numbness in his palms, and a great vibration occurred inside the bronze sword.

Tear!

Fang Chen pulled hard with his palm, and the bronze sword rose from the ground, and he was led away from the hill.

"This..." Seeing this, Fang Chen was overjoyed.

After retreating to a safe place, Fang Chen looked at the bronze sword carefully.

The hilt of this sword is fiery red, and the sword body is made of bronze. It seems to be very old.

There was a mark of breakage on the sword, and Fang Chen found a trace of water stains at the break.

"Since ancient times, these water stains have been preserved so well. I guess they must be from the water source's bloodline, right?" Fang Chen said in a low voice.

He guessed that the breakage of the bronze sword should be caused by the battle between the strong men of the Goods Source Tribe and the Water Source Tribe.

With a thought, he summoned the small fire.

"Little fire." Fang Chen called.

"Brother." Xiao Huo was very happy to see Fang Chen.

"Look at this."

Fang Chen handed the bronze long sword to Xiaohuo. After the latter took the long sword, his body suddenly trembled, and immediately the fire in his body floated out and penetrated into the bronze long sword.

Buzz!

The bronze long sword made a loud sword cry, and soon the mottled patina of the sword was shattered, and the sword's glossy blade was gradually revealed in front of Fang Chen.

"This is……"

Fang Chen was shocked. He didn't expect Xiao Huo to have such a big reaction with the bronze sword. It seemed that this bronze sword must have been left behind by a strong man from the Flame Tribe.

"Is it True Lord Fire Demon?" Fang Chen guessed.

Wow!

In a moment, Xiao Huo had completely controlled the bronze sword.

Moreover, with the help of fire, the bronze sword returned to its original shape, brilliant and dazzling, and a flash of light flashed on the blade, which was very scary.

"Brother, where did you get this sword?" Xiao Huo asked.

Fang Chen pointed to the hill next to him, and Xiao Huo understood immediately.

He cupped his fists and thanked Fang Chen: "Brother, this sword is the sword of my ancestor from the Huoyuan lineage. It's called the Fire Bronze Sword. Brother helped me find it. Xiao Huo is so happy."

"Fire Bronze Sword?"

Fang Chen patted Xiao Huo's head gently. Seeing his happy look, Fang Chen was also very happy.

"It's a pity that this sword is broken."
To be continued...