Is there a spirit in the tomb?

Ye Yun suddenly burst into cold sweat. If there were indeed descendants of the Jindan monk in the tomb or if he had not died yet, then what would he do if he had arranged so many formation restrictions?

For the Jindan monk, the cultivation level of the body refining realm is no different from that of an ant.

"Haha, I got it."

Qu Yiping's sharp and harsh laughter suddenly sounded, and he saw the green sword in his hand, and the faint and strange green mist was rising and falling on the sword.

Ye Yun and others looked at each other, and saw Qu Yiping waving the green sword in his hand, looking like a madman, and his ecstasy was beyond words.

"Senior Brother Qu, what kind of battle knife is this? Is it also a low-grade spiritual weapon?" Yu Minghong walked over and asked curiously.

Qu Yiping glanced at him and sneered: "Lower spiritual weapon? That's right, this is indeed a low-grade spiritual weapon. But it is the highest-ranking treasure among the low-grade spiritual weapons, the Seven-Secret Demon Sword."

The Seven-Secret Demon Sword?

Yu Minghong, Ye Yun and others were all stunned. How could this knife be said to be the highest-ranking treasure among the lower-grade spiritual weapons?

Just as they were confused, a sound of gasping in the air suddenly came from behind them, and Duan Chenfeng's eyes were full of shock and looked unbelievable.

"You said this sword is the Seven-Secret Demon Sword of the Seven-Secret Demon five hundred years ago?" Duan Chenfeng's voice was a little trembling, and he was not willing to talk to Qu Yiping at all, which shows how shocked he was at this time.

"Yes, Duan Chenfeng, you have good eyesight and know the origin of the Seven-Secret Demon Sword." Qu Yiping's face was full of lust. At this moment, he no longer had a deep scheming, and all his joys and anger were reflected on his face.

"Who is the Seven Demons?" Yu Minghong asked curiously.

Duan Chenfeng's face was as deep as water, and he said coldly: "Five hundred years ago, there was a young man whose cultivation reached the peak of Qi Refining Realm. Of course, although such cultivation was extremely good, it was nothing in the eyes of the true disciples of various major sects. However, he accidentally obtained a battle knife in one place and obtained an incredible martial art from the battle knife. When the sword and martial arts were used at the same time, he could burst out with joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and hatred. The sword light that influenced the seven emotions would be greatly affected once it was in it. The masters fought against each other, and the victory or defeat was between the front line. If the mood was broken and the emotions were affected, how could he decide life and death again?"

Ye Yun and others shrank their pupils, their eyes full of incredible. It was incredible that there were such martial arts and swords in the world.

"Of course, there is no distinction between good and evil in the world's martial arts and spiritual energy. It is the right way to use it on the right way. On the contrary, it is the evil devil. After this man obtained this sword and martial arts, he started a killing act, killing countless disciples of the two sects of good and evil, killing people and catching treasures, and doing so many evil deeds. Because this sword can produce the seven emotions that affect the opponent, even if some masters in the early stage of foundation building encounter him, they cannot defeat him and can be killed by him. When he successfully used the resources he snatched to attack the foundation building realm, no one could stop him. For a moment, almost the entire Jin State was panicked, afraid that this demon would appear. For this reason, he was become the Seven-Secret Old Demon, and that Battle Knife was the Seven-Secret Demon Sword." Duan Chenfeng took a deep breath and continued.

The battle knife in Qu Yiping's hand that emitted green light mist would be really the Seven-Secret Demon Sword, then Qu Yiping's strength would be greatly improved. Everyone present would probably not be able to control him.

"Duan Chenfeng, if the Seven Secret Demons you mentioned are true, then with his foundation-building realm cultivation, how could this Seven Secret Demon Sword be just a low-grade spiritual weapon?" Su Ling's voice was filled with questions and rang like a silver bell.

Ye Yun nodded. This was also the first question that arose in his heart after hearing Duan Chenfeng's statement.

"You don't know that this Seven-Secret Demon Sword is indeed a low-grade spiritual weapon. I don't know if it is because of special requirements when refining it or it is refined casually. The materials are extremely ordinary, so I don't know that. However, the Seven-Secret Demon Sword is a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it is absolutely true." Duan Chenfeng looked at her and Ye Yun and said in a deep voice.

Ye Yun and Su Ling looked at each other. Both of them knew that some spiritual weapons were lower in grades because they were relatively fragile. However, when facing enemies, they often only had to avoid head-on confrontation, but their power was much stronger than that of the same level of spiritual weapons. If this Seven-Secret Demon Sword has such a name, it should be the best among this type of spiritual weapons.

Qu Yiping waved the sword in his hand. Under the green light and shadow, his face looked ferocious and terrifying, and irresistible ecstasy was revealed on his face.

"Ye Yun, why not wait until he is familiar with this spiritual weapon, we will join forces to destroy him first." Looking at his appearance, Duan Chenfeng narrowed his eyes and said to Ye Yun without saying anything joked.

"You!" Qu Yiping's face changed suddenly, and his body subconsciously rushed backwards.

At this moment, the slightly translucent mountain peak suddenly made a crackling sound. Before Ye Yun and the others could react, most of the mountain peaks above actually scattered and instantly turned into countless translucent powders.

The flying ashes covered the sky and the earth, and everything fell into chaos.

Ye Yun just subconsciously grabbed Su Ling's hand and hugged her tightly beside him.

The world was dark, and in the dust and fog, even the six consciousnesses had lost their function. Ye Yun held his breath, and he could not feel anything or hear any sound. The only thing he felt was the girl in his arms, her somewhat trembling body.

When the dust finally dissipated and Ye Yun's eyes could see things clearly, he saw that he and Su Ling were almost completely piled up by thick crystal dust, and there was an altar in front of him, a high altar appeared.

On the altar, three blue, white and purple lights were floating in the air, slightly ups and downs.

"this……"

Su Ling finally came to her senses at this moment. With a soft cry, she choked some dust and immediately started coughing violently.

"Nothing is wrong."

Ye Yun comforted Su Ling quietly. Even though Su Ling had an extraordinary background, when the change just now occurred, he could feel that Su Ling was no different from an ordinary girl.

Su Ling's face looked a little better when he heard Ye Yun's voice.

Ye Yun breathed slowly, but his expression turned ugly.

Because looking around, there were no figures of Duan Chenfeng, Qu Yiping and others around, and they all seemed to have disappeared with the dust.

"Ye Yun, where are the rest?" Su Ling also noticed this point and asked in a trembling voice.

Ye Yun shook his head and said as calmly as possible: "This tomb formation is too strange. They should have been teleported elsewhere again, or where we are at this time may not be the place where the green mountain was before."

Su Ling nodded, and she looked at the altar in front of her carefully, and her brows frowned deeply again.

She had some research on the formation ban, but at this moment, she felt that she couldn't understand the altar as she looked at it.

After looking at the stick of incense, she suddenly let go of Ye Yun's arm that she had been holding and wanted to walk towards the altar.

"What, what did you see?"

Ye Yun's figure moved and immediately walked side by side with Su Ling.

"I can't understand, I want to get closer and see." Su Ling said with some frustration.

"I'll take a look first." Ye Yun's eyes flashed, and before Su Ling could answer, his figure had already shot up like lightning and landed on the stone steps of the altar.

"Ye Yun!"

Su Ling stomped her feet, trying to get angry but couldn't get angry.

She knew that Ye Yun was worried about her safety, so she was ahead.

Ye Yun took a deep breath, without answering her, and rushed up the stone steps.

On the altar, three blue, white and purple lights slowly rotated and slung in the air.

Each light and shadow are as tall as a human being, looking between substance and illusion, emitting a confusing luster.
Chapter completed!