Before Qin Ze had time to check the environment of the newly dug space, a whistling sound of sword energy breaking through the air came from above his head.
He had only seen such a terrifying sword intent on Brother Yuan Zi before.
Qin Ze was like a mole that was hit, and he quickly shrank his head and retreated to the space below.
Boom——
The violent sword energy exploded on his scalp, expanding the hole Qin Ze dug several times.
The King of Dharma laughed and fell backwards: "In the past, you killed others in seconds when they showed their heads, but today you almost killed them in seconds. How do you feel?"
Everything just happened so fast that Qin Ze couldn't even see where the sword energy came from.
Buzz——
The surrounding space made a bang, and Qin Ze was very familiar with this sound.
It was caused by the sword energy penetrating the space, and it was an extremely strong sword energy.
As expected, another fierce sword energy poured in from the hole that was blown out.
The sword energy seemed to have eyes and went straight to Qin Ze's head.
Dharma King: "Hehe~ It's still a second without showing!"
Qin Ze picked up Miss Sword Box and swung it violently.
The sword energy exploded with a "pop", and broke into dozens of smaller sword energy flowing in all directions.
The "ceiling" was blown up for the most part, and Qin Ze below finally saw the source of the sword energy.
Sanmu still maintained the posture of cross-legged, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand were wrapped in sword energy.
"Foreigner?"
Qin Ze frowned.
A foreigner appeared in the world of the Ronggang Clan, and he was in the furnace mountain.
I'm afraid that even the Ronggang people themselves don't know about this matter.
There must be something strange here.
Sanmu noticed Miss Sword Box in Qin Ze's arms and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Sword Box..."
There was a trace of emotion on his face, which was always as calm as an ancient well. The expression seemed to be recalling a past, and his right hand was unconsciously put down.
"Qin Ze, my sword! That's my sword!"
Miss Jian Xia's excited voice almost "exploded" Qin Ze's spiritual sea of consciousness, and his head was buzzing for a while.
Qin Ze was helpless: "Anxious again."
He looked up along the hole in the "ceiling", and a large mass of disgusting flesh and blood came into view.
And in the center of the flesh and blood, a long sword was inserted diagonally on it.
The sword body was as bright red as fire and eye-catching.
The fire pattern spread from the sword tip, covering most of the flesh and blood.
Miss Jian Xia was impatient: "That's the fire attribute flying sword!"
"But I don't know why... I can't call it back!"
Miss Jian Xia was about to cry in anxiety.
She had forgotten that she had to pretend to be an ordinary sword box, and she was circling around Qin Ze.
The fire attribute flying sword trembled violently and made sharp sword sounds.
It wanted to return to its mother's arms, but there was an invisible force around it that restricted it.
Miss Jian Xia was anxious.
The fire attribute flying sword was also in a hurry.
Blood and flesh laughed strangely at this time: "My believer has arrived!"
"Sanmu, hurry up and think about your last words!"
Qin Ze immediately alerted all around.
Believers, and masters?
Sanmu slowly stood up, staring at Qin Ze with three eyes.
"The believer he said is you."
"Me?"
Qin Ze was a little confused. When did he become someone else's believer?
He looked up and down at Blood and Flesh: "You are... Lingqian?"
Blood and Flesh was shocked: "Have you heard of me?"
Qin Ze hugged the flying sword box lady: "Not only have I heard, your deeds and name are well-known to me."
Lingqian was fooled.
He hadn't been out for 18,000 years.
How could the creatures here know him?
Blood and flesh are Lingqian, Lingqian is God.
In other words, the martial arts system of the steel-melting man was actually established by Lingqian.
Qin Ze probably understood the purpose of Lingqian.
Only with a complete martial arts system can the steel-melting people have high-level warriors and the fire-controlling people be born.
And here, only the fire-controlling people can enter.
Lingqian is not a kind philanthropist. He does all this just to allow the fire-controlling people to come in.
Qin Ze's eyes are focused on the flying sword of fire attribute.
Lingqian was suppressed by the flying sword.
Only external force can pull out the flying sword of fire attribute and let him regain his freedom.
And the fire-controlling people are this external force.
The clones said in the local area network: "Brother Swallow really guessed it right by chance."
"Is Brother Swallow's ability really not to predict the future?"
"Good guy, who can tell you from the prophet."
"Brother Swallow guessed it right, which means I guessed it right too. I am as smart as Brother Swallow!"
"Me too."
"..."
Qin Ze patted the restless Miss Sword Box, signaling her to be good, and then looked at Sanmu.
"He is the oracle, who are you?"
Qing Yi stood up straight and said in a deep voice: "The sword bearer of the Fire Element, Sanmu."
Sword bearer? The Fire Element?Qin Ze's face condensed. Doesn't that mean there are water, gold, wood, and earth sword wielders?
He couldn't help but think of the previous owner of the water-attributed flying sword.
That idiot Yan Miao is a water sword wielder?
Miss Jian Xia was indignant: "What's the matter with holding a sword? That's my child!"
"He is a robber and took my child away!"
Qin Ze comforted Miss Jian Xia through voice transmission: "Be good, things will be figured out."
Sanmu looked at Miss Jian Xia and whispered: "I finally waited for you."
Qin Ze frowned: "Are you talking about her or me?"
Sanmu replied: "Both."
Qin Ze asked: "Did you make the sun, moon, and stars outside?"
Sanmu nodded slightly: "I made them with his ability to intercept those who tried to come in."
To be honest, most people can't get out of that maze.
That is to say, Qin Ze has endless human sea tactics, and they can share vision with each other, and it took half a day.
Lingqian angrily said: "Shameless thief!"
Miss Jianxie agreed deeply.
Lingqian continued to denounce Sanmu: "Even if you stole my ability, so what?"
"I still sent the person here!"
Qin Ze said coldly: "Shut up first, it's not your turn yet."
Lingqian was furious, daring to talk to him in this way.
Sanmu waved his hand lightly, the fire pattern burned violently, and Lingqian had no time to speak.
"What do you want to ask?"
Qin Ze looked serious: "Besides you, are there other four-line sword holders?"
Sanmu nodded.
"How did you get in touch?"
"Never."
"Did the other four flying swords suppress a strange beast?"
"There are indeed strange beasts."
"Who gave birth to you?"
"My mother gave birth to you."
Qin Ze slapped his forehead: "I'm asking when."
Sanmu told the truth: "In the era of the gods."
Sure enough, like Miss Jianxie, this fire sword holder is also a remnant of the old days, and his words really came true.
Qin Ze asked Miss Jianxie: "Have you seen him?"
Miss Jianxie tried to recall: "No impression."
She didn't recognize Sanmu.
But Sanmu's eyes clearly recognized Miss Jianxie.
Otherwise, he wouldn't stop, let alone say "I finally waited for you."
But what Qin Ze was more concerned about at this moment was that if each sword suppressed a strange beast, where did the one suppressed by the water attribute flying sword go?
(Headache, please take a leave for one update)