Chapter 144 Rules of the Divine Weapon Cemetery

"Crazy, crazy."

Xu Ran muttered to himself, his face looked extremely pale.

Take this team of soldiers for example, the weakest one is in the Tianxuan realm, and there are ten half-step saints and two saints with residual consciousness. Although their combat power cannot be compared with the heyday, they are also very difficult to deal with.

Ye Chen is really crazy, actually provoking them!

"Brother, let's do it too."

Xu Jiaqi's expression was also a little strange. She had never seen such a brave and warlike person.

In her eyes, Ye Chen's posture when fighting was like a god of war who had won every battle.

Strong, terrifying, invincible!

As Xu Ran and Xu Jiaqi joined the battlefield, the team of soldiers retreated step by step. In their roars, their bodies turned into starlight one after another and melted into the invisible.

Ye Chen's body was like an ancient beast, and the sound of his heartbeat was like a drum, shaking the earth.

All the soldiers were blown away by the forward charge.

He fought his way out of the crowd!

"Go!"

Seeing this, Xu Ran flew up and landed on the back of the raptor phantom.

He was afraid that Ye Chen would fall behind.

Without Ye Chen, they would be drowned in the crowd.

One wave has not yet subsided, another wave rises.

Just after defeating this team of soldiers, dark clouds appeared in front of them, and another army of hundreds of people came to kill fiercely.

Ye Chen seemed to know nothing about fatigue, and his fighting spirit was shocking and extremely fierce.

In the blink of an eye, he fought again!

This battle was getting closer and closer to the tomb of the divine weapons.

"Young Master Ye, don't... don't kill, we're almost there."

Xu Ran was covered in blood and in a mess.

He took a few steps forward, his voice was a little hoarse, and he also pleaded.

"It's only been a few days, how come we're here so soon?"

Ye Chen stopped and frowned slightly.

Xu Ran: "..."

Xu Jiaqi: "..."

My dear brother, dear uncle, dear ancestor!

Do you know how many remnant consciousnesses you have defeated along the way?

There are seven remnant consciousnesses in the Saint Realm alone!

The remaining remnant consciousnesses such as the Half-Step Saint Realm and the Tianxuan Realm are countless!

The original three-day journey was dragged by you for seven days.

Is all this not enough?

You actually think it's fast?

The two really have nothing to say.

This Ye Chen is a complete lunatic!

Xu Ran was afraid that Ye Chen would cause trouble again, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pointed to the distance, "Young Master Ye, do you see the mist of Yin Qi condensed in front? That is where the Divine Weapon Cemetery is located. It's very close. It will be there in half an hour at most!"

"Okay."

Ye Chen put away his fighting spirit.

The destination is right in front of us. It's not too late to get the treasure first and then go to the fierce battle!

"After fighting all the way, I feel that my internal realm has been strengthened a little bit."

Ye Chen was very satisfied with this progress. "At this speed, I will be able to advance to the Tianxuan realm in three months at most."

You know, he has only entered the Dixuan realm for a few days.

In three months, he will reach the Tianxuan realm.

No matter who is doing this speed, there are only two words to describe it - terrifying!

In the next half hour, the three of them just hurried on their way.

Soon, they arrived in front of the Divine Weapon Cemetery.

Looking at the huge cemetery in front of him, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

The breath as thick as the mountains and seas rose inch by inch, constantly changing and evolving in the void, combined with all kinds of yin and evil spirits, as if it had become a peerless divine sword that shocked the world, standing between heaven and earth.

Zizizizi!

Yin Qi swept out.

It brought people an extreme oppressive emotion.

"It's really worthy of being called the Divine Weapon Cemetery. This aura alone is breathtaking."

Ye Chen put his hands behind his back and looked at the entire Divine Weapon Cemetery, feeling emotional.

"There are many magic weapons buried here. Some have disappeared in the dust, and some still retain their power, but not everyone is qualified to take them away. Generally, there will be some will of the owner left on the magic weapon before his death. You must get the approval of the former owner before you can take it away."

Xu Ran knew all about this.

Ye Chen glanced at him, and this kid didn't brag.

He obviously had a deeper understanding of these.

"Brother, do you think there will be a holy magic weapon among them?"

Xu Jiaqi's beautiful eyes revealed excitement.

A holy magic weapon, even in the Xiaoyue Dynasty, is a treasure sought after by everyone.

If you can get a holy magic weapon here, it means that it is not in vain!

"Of course there is a holy weapon, but it is not easy to get the recognition of the remaining consciousness of the former owner."

Xu Ran took a deep breath, "Let's go in and take a look!"

The three figures flew into the air and swept into the tomb of the sacred weapons.

Feeling the increasingly strong evil spirit around him, it was like entering the belly of a monster.

All over his body, he was feeling uneasy.

In this huge cemetery, many evil spirits, yin spirits, and mysterious auras combined to form a faint mist floating in the void. Although it was not as dense as the fog in the misty swamp, it still blocked a lot of vision.

At a glance, it was all broken magic weapons.

There were a lot of them.

A rough estimate is that there are at least hundreds of them!

We have just entered the cemetery of divine weapons, and there are so many.

If we continue to go deeper, I am afraid that the number of magic weapons will definitely exceed imagination!

This cemetery of divine weapons is not as imagined, with graves everywhere.

These broken magic weapons do not need to be buried.

They float in the void, emitting a faint light.

"These magic weapons are all Xuan-grade, almost all of them have been scrapped and have no value."

Xu Ran glanced at them and shook his head slightly, "This divine weapon cemetery is very large. If you want to get the treasure, you still have to go inside. The truly powerful holy magic weapons are all deeper!"

In just a cup of tea, the fog in front seemed to be cut open by a sharp breath, and it actually showed a posture of being divided left and right.

"Holy magic weapon!"

Xu Ran's eyes lit up when he saw this.

It was a bloody sword with scarlet and ferocious patterns carved on it. Although it has been through countless years, you can still feel the faint evil spirit it exudes.

It can be imagined that the owner of this sword must have been a veteran warrior!

Only by thirsting for the blood of thousands or tens of thousands of people can such a strong evil spirit be formed.

The three walked to the sword and looked at it carefully.

The sword noticed the gazes of the three people, trembled slightly, and made a buzzing sound.

Next to the precious sword, a shadow gradually emerged. It was a white-haired old man in armor.

He stretched out his hand to grab the precious sword and said in a deep voice, "If you want to take this bloody sword, you need to get my approval. At the same time, you must abide by the rules of the Divine Weapon Cemetery. You are not allowed to cross the line!"

"May I ask what the rules are, senior?"

Ye Chen asked.

"Everyone has only three chances to enter the Divine Weapon Cemetery. No matter what magic weapon you like, you can try three times. After three times, no matter whether you get the approval of the magic weapon or not, you have to give up!"

The white-haired old man explained in a deep voice.

"But what if, in these three chances, you get the approval of three magic weapons?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.

"If that's the case, you can take all three magic weapons away."

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, implying something, "But I want to warn you, it's not that easy to get the recognition of the holy magic weapon. Once you play any tricks or means, the evil spirit of the entire divine weapon cemetery will gather, and you can't bear it!"

"Really? This is interesting."

Ye Chen smiled indifferently.

Although this blood evil knife is also a holy magic weapon, he is not very interested.

After seeing that Ye Chen had no intention of going forward, Xu Ran also rubbed his hands and was eager to try.

"This is a test of will. Only those with a firm will can get the recognition of the magic weapon."

The white-haired old man looked indifferent, "As for you, a half-step saint and a Xuan-grade formation master, you are a little short, but you can try it!"