There are many kinds of formations in Qingyun Mountain. Among them, because of the existence of the sword tomb forbidden area on Tianjian Peak, the strength and density of many formations are second only to Qingyun Peak. At this moment, 80% of the inner disciples on Tianjian Peak have rushed to the battlefield in Cangzhou, and the peak leader Shen Tu Lie also rushed to the northern front line with the head sect and others to help the situation. The entire Tianjian Peak became much deserted all of the formations that were usually closed to make up for the gap caused by the lack of patrol disciples.

It’s a pity that these formations that can keep ordinary disciples out seem to be a bit inadequate in front of the real formation master.

Chang Xi, who was hiding his body, easily climbed to the Sky Sword Peak as if in his back garden. He came to the forbidden area of ​​the sword tomb as if no one was around, deliberately tamping the forbidden area with his hands, attracting the attention of several garrison disciples in front of the forbidden area. A token strung with a blue rope on his waist flashed slightly, and he walked straight into the sword tomb.

Swords are like humans. Whether it is immortal weapons, magical weapons or ordinary iron and civilized tools, they all have their own lives. When they retreat to the world, the sword tomb is their last destination. Unlike the sword pool where three thousand swords are hidden on the Tibetan Pagodao Peak, the sword tomb with more than 100,000 swords are majestic and majestic, which is unimaginable to outsiders.

The powerful sword energy that was so rich that it was the same as the entity rolled into a tide in the space of the sword tomb, and tirelessly washed the hundred thousand sharp swords resting here over and over again. No formation was set up in the sword tomb, because this ubiquitous wave of sword energy was the best protection. Without a deep sword foundation, it was impossible to move forward here.

Chang Xi passed by Wan Jian, and his fingers passed by these sharp swords that were silent here, which were full of the rich precipitation of history. His heart was surging, and his eyes slowly unfolded in front of him a magnificent picture of countless masters and ancestors of Qingyun Mountain holding swords and opening up mountains and rivers. While sighing, he couldn't help but sigh that time was the sharpest sword.

"Will time go by and over again, will we still have the same heart as our sword?"

When the sword energy wave in the sword tomb encountered Chang Xi's reef, it divided into two strands and surrounded him. Chang Xi felt a faint sense of enlightenment in his heart, but the mysterious and uncertain feeling was too ethereal and illusory, and he could not hold it in his hand immediately.

Chang Xi smiled slightly and did not force it. The boat would naturally be straight when it reached the bridge, so there was no hurry.

Gradually, as I walked into the depths of the sword tomb, I saw a huge sword-shaped stone tablet. There were four grooves in front of the stone tablet, but only three swords of different shapes were buried.

Chang Xi once heard from Senior Sister Six that the sword of sacrifice in the four troughs in the sword tomb was four swords that Qing Yunzi had used in his life in his life, the founder of Qingyun Mountain.

The first is a nameless sword with a flashing green light, with an inscription engraved under the sword groove: sharp and fierce, invincible, and compete with the heroes of Huizhou in front of the weak crown; the second is a meteorite heavy sword, with dark appearance, red light faintly emitted from the deep and dark body of the sword body, more than three feet long, weighing a thousand pounds, the sword edges on both sides are blunt mouths, and the tip of the sword is round and looks like a hemisphere. The inscription under the sword groove engraved: The heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful. It is not confused and relied on the front to rush across the nine states; and when it comes to the third sword, it is a decaying wooden sword with only seventeen inscriptions, but it makes people feel inexplicably excited.

After thirty years, it will not be stuck in things, and plants, trees, bamboo and stone can be used as swords.

The fourth sword groove was empty, "Is the fourth sword a thing that has been passed down by the leaders of all generations?" Chang Xi thought so in his mind, looked down at the inscription under the fourth sword groove, and his blood was suddenly boiling!

After practicing sword for a hundred years, all things are swords.

How amazing!

Chang Xi took a deep breath and bowed respectfully to the sword-shaped stone tablet.

Chang Xi carefully felt the slight fluctuations that others could not detect in the sword energy wave in the sword tomb. He only looked for the source of the sword energy with both ice and fire attributes, and soon found the beautiful red and blue line in the surging sword energy that was as complicated as a ball of lines. He followed the line and continued to grop at the end of the sword tomb.

After a long time, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he finally saw his master.

Yun You was sitting cross-legged among several overlapping spirit gathering formations. The beautiful face that was fascinating in the country was full of solemn expressions, and reflected the favored white chiffon yarn, making people feel holy and inviolable. The woman's two plain hands were folded on her belly, and the ice and fire swords floated by her body. While absorbing the pure spiritual energy from the spirit gathering formation, she also sealed the rich sword energy for hundreds of years in the carefully sword-seeking tomb.

The woman's body is yin, and the sword tomb that never sees sunlight all day long is not only rich sword energy, but also amazing coldness is also great. It is not impossible to stay in the sword tomb for a while with her powerful sword-like foundation and cultivation. However, the youngest peak master in the Nine Peaks of Qingyun Mountain has been in seclusion in the sword tomb for several years. The cold air accumulated in her body has already reached a terrifying level. Despite the help of the ice spirit root, the situation is still not optimistic.

The woman's ups and downs in her body's cultivation level is indeed at the last bottleneck. As long as she successfully breaks through, she can become a powerful figure in the Void Refining Realm at the top of the pyramid of Jiuzhou.

Yunyou is very cruel to himself.

Although she has the dual attribute spiritual roots of ice and fire, her ability to refine cold energy is far inferior to that of single attribute ice and spirit roots. So she simply ignores this and plans to use the sword intent and cold energy in the sword tomb to break through to the Void Refining Realm in one fell swoop. As for what kind of sequelae will be suffered in the future, it is all future. Without the cultivation level of the Void Refining Realm, how can she avenge her unfortunately dead disciple?

Chang Xi slowly knelt down on one knee in front of the woman. The Ice and Fire Liangyi Sword floating on the side recognized who the man in front of her was. The sword energy came with cheering fluctuations. The woman's frown brows were a moment of confusion and confusion. She noticed that tears had just flowed across her cheeks, and the bone-bone cold air on her body was frozen into a clear ice bead.

Chang Xi reached out and gently wiped the ice beads from the face for this woman who loved him like a child, bit his fingers, and the golden blood flowed into the spirit gathering array. In just a blink of an eye, the originally dark blue spirit gathering array turned into dazzling pure gold. Several patterns in the spirit gathering array were quietly changed by him, and the gathering power increased several times. A tornado of spiritual energy suddenly appeared above the sword tomb. All the pure spiritual energy on the entire Tianjian Peak gathered, and a spring rain of rich spiritual energy gathered over the sword tomb.

The golden light became brighter and brighter, and the frost condensed on Yunyou's eyelashes melted away. The powerful aura in his body climbed the building again and began to impact the last shackles leading to the realm of refining the Void.

Chang Xi knelt in front of the master and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"I hope the master can be invincible in the world in the realm of refining the virtual world."

The whisper echoed in the sword tomb for a long time, but the disciple just now disappeared.

Outside the sword tomb, a black shirt raised a dazzling sword light and went straight to the sky. A huge warship with ferocious wings on the sea of ​​clouds was bathed in the sun for a long time. The Haidongqing tribe, which almost covered the sky, was shocking.

The entire army of Dongyou on the deck of the battleship was assembled, which was much higher than when he went there.

All the powerful monsters of the ten clans of monsters under Qinglong Pond were there. Shi Tian looked at the young master who had really grown up from the Yellow Springs, and his eyes were slightly moist.

The three dragon sons, the great elders and envoys from the Wanxian Gate, who came from afar, looked at the golden sword light that was coming, and nodded with a smile.

The female sword fairy in white with her naked lotus feet on the bow of the ship smiled, "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!