If Daqingshan did not have this mountain that looked like a sharp sword, it would become as ordinary as the surrounding peaks.

Wang Lun was sure that the location pointed out by the rat-shaped monster on the light curtain of the map was this mountain with a special shape.

This mountain is indeed a standout.

It may indeed attract the Nascent Soul Demon to live in it.

Wang Lun didn't know what the peak of the sword looked like, but he didn't start from the foot of the mountain like he had explored the snow-capped mountain before, but flew into the air, and the altitude increased rapidly, and arrived at an altitude of about a thousand meters above the peak, and began to look down.

Looking down from the air, you can see the special features of the mountain in the shape of a sharp sword.

The top of the peak is basically in the shape of a stone platform, and a sharp sword suddenly stretched out in the middle position. The sword penetrated straight into the sky, revealing a sharp sharp aura. Even if Wang Lun was a thousand meters away, he felt that this was a giant sword standing.

"Although it is naturally formed, it has been crafted."

Wang Lun found that the "sharp sword" had a smooth surface, which could not be natural.

The biggest possibility is that other parts of the stone platform have been cleaned up and become flat, leaving this hill alone for some crafting.

This sharp sword-shaped mountain top looks like a symbol of identity.

But here, there are indeed no monster cultivators living in a fixed position.

Wang Lun didn't think about who carved the mountain, but only cared about whether there was a Nascent Soul Monster in the current mountain.

After confirming that the sword-shaped hill was not hidden by the formation, Wang Lun slowly descended from the air and was close to the hill, observing carefully at a distance of several meters.

This mountain has no special atmosphere, the surface is smooth, without patterns or text.

Wang Lun did not touch it.

This mountain should have a certain meaning, and it is unnecessary to touch it rashly.

As he landed slowly, Wang Lun was only about ten meters away from the "Sharp Sword". Doing so would make the hidden monster cultivators fear it. If he attacked him, he would dodge the "Sharp Sword" behind him could not move and would not hide.

Since this "sharp sword" has symbolic significance, the sneak attackers will not ignore it.

Wang Lun stood still, and his spiritual sense continued to cover the entire peak. Since he was here to trouble the Nascent Soul Demon, there was no need to hide it. His magic power was activated, and his magic weapon was also activated, with a posture of responding to the challenge at any time.

The spinning spear was held in his left hand, and the Qianmie Ling Sword was flying up and down in front of him, and the black light wings on his back were also opened and not closed.

I waited for ten seconds and saw no movement.

The spiritual consciousness did not realize any name.

Wang Lun could not be sure that there would be no Nascent Soul Demon at the top of the peak, so he decided to test it.

The controlled Qianmian Spirit Sword suddenly flew over the top of his head

, and when he arrived at the top of the sword-shaped mountain behind him, he was about to cut it up and cut off a large piece of the "sword".

Use a real sharp sword to attack the "sword".

If the Nascent Soul Demon exists and cares about the only meaningful thing on the top of this peak, he should be unable to help it.

The Qianmiao Spirit Sword quickly changed from a distance of ten meters to a distance of three meters, and its speed did not decrease. At first glance, it was to truly destroy the mountain in the shape of a sharp sword.

"Can the sword in your hand only move thickly towards a stone?"

A sound suddenly rang out of thin air.

The voice is mellow, like the one shouted by a respected old man.

Apart from the sound, I didn't see the other party attacking the Qianmiao Spirit Sword to stop it.

With a whoosh, the Qianmie Spirit Sword turned around and flew back to Wang Lun.

On the left edge of the peak, a figure flew up from below. It was an old man wearing blue-gray clothes.

This old man also looks like a fairy-like figure, which matches his mellow voice before.

But Wang Lun naturally realized that he was not a human cultivator, but an old man after he transformed into a human being by the great demon of the Nascent Soul.

It seems that the other party has been "adsorbing" on the far left edge of the peak before, and most of his body is hidden at the lower end of the edge, but he must have been observing him with his eyes, and then he made a sound to stop him when his sword was about to cut the top of the mountain.

Wang Lun stood in front of the sword-shaped hill and did not leave. He told the other party that he only dared to attack the stone with a flying sword. Of course, Wang Lun had something to say.

"You hide your head and tail, don't you just wait for me to leave this mountain and then take action immediately?" Wang Lun asked back.

The old man was upright and honest: "Just! This is my territory, I need to hide and hide? You are trespassing in, you leave quickly!"

Wang Lun knew that the other party was afraid of destroying the mountain in the shape of a sharp sword, and had a clear mind, so he began to spend time using his spiritual sense to explore the other party's situation.

The opponent's aura is not weak. Considering that monster cultivators basically do not use magic weapons, the combat power is closely related to the level of their own strength. For example, the big monster at the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm is almost certainly better than the big monster at the mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm. Unlike human cultivators, the pros and cons of magic weapons occupy a considerable part of the influence.

Judging from the other party's breath, the other party should have the strength in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

The Nascent Soul Demon has a strong body, which means he has a thick blood. It is difficult to kill him. If his opponent happens to have the best ability to save his life, Wang Lun knows that he really can't kill his opponent.

Therefore, when Wang Lun came to the world of monsters to hunt the crystal core of the Nascent Soul monster, the first choice of Wang Lun is the early-stage monster of the Nascent Soul Realm.

After all, his combat power to kill the enemy is only at this level as an ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. He only has silver-winged divine armor to escape, so he can deal with it calmly when facing most late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Assessing that it is difficult for him to kill the other party, Wang Lun has no intention of taking action.

Of course, it's certainly OK to give it a try.

Wang Lun's spiritual consciousness once again covered the entire peak and below the peak. He carefully investigated and found no breath of other monster cultivators.

At least, there should be no companions of the Nascent Soul Demon on the top of this peak.

"What is your original body?" Wang Lun asked first.

In fact, the exploration of the spiritual consciousness has ended, and you can leave now or fight with the other party. Wang Lun asked the question first. He was not bored and asked a monster to chat and pass the time, but was really curious about the other party's original body.

Because of the other party's eyes, they fell on the Qianmiao Spirit Sword flying beside him several times.

Just like, the other party is in the shape of a sharp sword and likes a truly sharp flying sword.

Among the many monster groups, Wang Lun doesn’t know which one is who has a special liking for sharp swords.

The old man snorted coldly, "You broke into my own territory, but didn't you report your identity first?"

"Wang Lun, a human monk." Wang Lun said cheerfully.

The old man: "I'm optimistic!"

His human posture quickly disappeared, and replaced by a monster that looked like a horse and a bit like a deer. His body was blue-gray, almost exactly the same color as the mountaintop. There was a single horn on his head.

"Is this...a unicorn?"

Wang Lun remembers that unicorns are pure white or pure black.

But let alone, the single corner extends diagonally upward, strong and sharp, and it does seem like a long sword embedded in the head.

The old man quickly returned to human form and snorted coldly: "Sword-horned beast!"

The expression was full of contempt, which was to mock Wang Lun for not having any knowledge.

"It seems that you carved this mountain." Wang Lun said.

The old man did not step forward to attack, and seemed to not mind talking to Wang Lun, saying, "It was made by an old senior in the clan. What are you doing when you are inquiring about my situation? Do you really want to attack me?"

Wang Lun guessed that when the other party fought with his original body, the one-horn on his head might be a killing weapon. Fortunately, the most powerful magic weapon he showed on the surface was the Qianmiao Spirit Sword. He had not used the power of the Spinning Sky Spear yet, but he could use the Spinning Sky Spear to attack.

"Don't you want to attack me?" Wang Lun smiled, squirted the black light wings, and flew out of the top of the peak, "As you wish."

The other party was slow to take action, just waiting for him to leave the mountain in the shape of a sharp sword.

Wang Lun flew away, but he was facing the old man head-on and flew backwards.
Chapter completed!