Zhang Jian felt that the innate divine sword in his hand seemed to contain a strong sense of unyielding, and he was not willing to recognize its owner easily.
He has encountered many innate spiritual treasures, but this is the first time he has encountered such a special innate spiritual treasure.
To be so resistant.
It seems to contain an immortal golden nature that can never be destroyed.
There is also an unyielding and magnificent sword intent.
But relying on his tyrannical Taoism, he still suppressed the natal sword light of this innate divine sword bit by bit, integrated his own earthly emperor’s immortal light into it bit by bit, and obtained part of the innate immortal divine forbidden mystery that comes with the innate divine sword. From this, we can deduce the magic contained in this sword.
At this time, as his Taoist immortal light gradually gained the upper hand in the tug with the sword light, the dazzling golden sword body gradually revealed part of its true body.
It was an extremely sharp innate divine sword in the form of glazed glass, but if you looked carefully, you could see that the glazed glass was entirely made of immortal golden light, and countless innate golden patterns in the form of flowing water were formed deep in the golden light.
The blade is blank and flawless, as if waiting for its owner to write its own history.
At this time, four golden innate Dao patterns gradually appeared on the sword body.
They seem to be naturally derived from the endless golden light, faintly shining with strong charm.
“The Kaihuang Golden Spirit? The Kaihuang Golden Spirit Sword?”
Zhang Jian was holding the hilt of this innate ancient sword with one hand.
After hundreds of years of refining, he could only initially smelt part of his Taoist Immortal Light into it, and was temporarily able to use part of the spiritual treasure’s mysteries without being backlashed.
At this moment, Zhang Jian slowly pulled out his sword from its scabbard, and saw an extremely sharp golden light blooming faintly from the depths of the scabbard.
Even he, the host, still felt a terrifying chill blooming from it. The entire Immortal Palace was filled with a chill at this moment. The bright edge seemed to be able to tear the Immortal Palace into pieces with just a little force.
Zhang Jian has never seen such a sharp sword.
Even though he has the ancient soul-devouring sword in his hand, or even the natal spiritual treasure dragon chanting sword, they are far from the peerless edge of this sword.
Even the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, known as the Sword of the Imperial Way, is probably not as powerful and brutal as this sword in killing.
“What a treasure that was born to kill!”
Zhang Jian couldn’t help but squint his eyes at this time, and there was some turmoil deep in his heart.
In his eyes, this innate ancient sword is also the m