Burial of the Sword Deep Valley.

As its name suggests, the land is a valley between countless mountains!

However, the word "Deep Valley" is just abbreviation. In fact, the internal space is so large that it is definitely not less than a hundred miles. Moreover, various mountain ranges are intertwined, resulting in countless forks in the valley. If a person with a bad sense of direction is even stuck in this natural maze and can never get out of it as he walks.

Not long after the scene started, most of the great sword masters were looking for promotion tokens with all their might. Only those great sword masters who knew that they were hopeless to seize the token and came to the deep valley of Burial Swords gathered in front of the deep valley, waiting for the arrival of other companions in the empire.

Although there are not many people coming to the deep valley at present, at least three or four hundred people are waiting outside regardless of the incoming population.

Although these great sword masters knew that the deep valley was dangerous, they all spent their merits before entering the deep valley to exchange for various places of residence and enjoyed it carefully. A prince from the seventh-level civilization even sold a small villa to live in, and waited for the empire's masters to arrive and entered it.

"call out!"

A stream of light suddenly roared past the celestial top, splitting all the clouds in the void and falling directly to the outside of the valley.

The speed like thunder made the surrounding swordsmen secretly surprised. Looking at the young man landing outside the valley, everyone couldn't help but mutter curiously: "A such a terrible flight speed can only be achieved by at least a strong man of the sixth-level swordsman level... and he is also a strong man who is good at speed in the sixth-level.

One person next to him was also puzzled: "The sixth-level strong man is a powerful contender for the promotion token, especially the person in front of him, I am afraid that it is not easy to be in the sixth level. Such a master does not compete for the promotion token, so why do he run to the deep valley of Burial Sword? Although there is a magic weapon in the deep valley of Burial Sword, it is just a rumor and no one has seen it. Moreover, there are extremely powerful sword slaves distributed in the valley. These sword slaves are so powerful that even if he sees the sixth-level great sword master, he will run as far as possible. Once he is caught up, the holy sword master will die for a lifetime, let alone a mere sixth-level great sword master?"

"Yes, compared to the opportunity and danger of the Deep Valley of Burial Sword, it is undoubtedly much safer to compete for the promotion token. After all, the rewards in the Deathmatch mode are generous, as long as you can be promoted to the preliminaries, you can at least get the reward of legendary weapons."

...

Just as everyone was speculating, Ling Yun had already put away his sword and walked straight into the valley without a trace.

Fly in?

Not to mention the prohibition that cannot fly over this valley, who dares to fly even if it can fly?

No one knows how many sword slaves there are in this valley, but conservatively estimate that there will definitely be no less than ten. Do you still dare to fly on the valley guarded by more than ten holy sword masters? Isn’t this equivalent to telling the Holy Sword Master that lets you kill you?

Looking from afar above the valley, it seems that there is a thick cloud covering it. It is difficult to see clearly the pattern in the valley from above.

The first ten miles were like ordinary valleys, without any danger. Ling Yun also walked very quickly. After entering the range covered by the clouds, his speed gradually slowed down. At this time, there were already a small number of various long swords, short swords, and wide swords nearby...

These sharp swords that once had a glorious history were now discarded on the ground. After countless years of corrosion, they have become ruined. Large patches of rust cover the entire blade, covering their luster of cherishing the sun, and eroding their strong lives.

Looking at these rusty swords that seemed to disappear with the wind with a slight touch, Ling Yun, who had a sword soul, felt a heavy heart, and was extremely sensitive to the sword inspiration.

Above these ancient swords that were randomly discarded everywhere, a desolate and sad aura emanated. This breath condensed silently, revealing a huge resentment. They soared into the sky and kept roaring towards God, denying the unfairness of heaven and the unfairness of people!

God was speechless, silently enduring the unwilling accusation of the remnant sword, and was powerless to change their destiny, allowing them to roar in anger, silently accusations, and quietly crying.

As we went deeper, more and more broken swords were discarded, and the resentment contained on the sword became stronger and stronger. These resentments not only included heaven, humans, creatures, all things, and even themselves. The grievances and resentment that had nowhere to be heard were entangled after years of accumulation, forming a thick cloud that could not be transformed, layer by layer, containing unwillingness, anger, grievances and fear, which pressed heavily on Ling Yun's heart, making the sword soul in his body feel a suffocating pain, and the pain almost stopped running, causing the blood to solidify!

Ling Yun covered his chest and continued to walk forward in horror.

He raised his head and watched the resentment like the substance in the sky entangled, intertwined, collided, fought, and swallowed each other. Even though he had become scarred in the end, he was completely exhausted and still had no intention of staying.

As a sword and a murderous weapon, they can tolerate the broken blade of the sword and the broken bones, but they cannot tolerate the burial of the sword energy!

Even if they are scarred, even if they are completely covered in skin, even if they are crushed to pieces, they still have no regrets! As a sword, the king of soldiers, and the killing weapon, this is their responsibility, this is their ultimate destiny, even if they die, they will die vigorously!

However, they cannot tolerate themselves being abandoned by their masters, discarded in this completely unknown corner, blowing in the wind and frost, and finally losing in the erosion of time, and have been in this life!

The sword is a weapon!

Where they slept, there was only a battlefield, a battlefield stained with blood and covered with corpses, rather than such a narrow valley!

Under the influence of this strong resentment, the sword soul in Ling Yun's body, which had been purified and washed countless times, was also ready to move.

After countless years of accumulation, most ancient swords have all produced certain spiritual intelligence, which contains a lot of resentment, which seriously affects the sword soul that also evolved from the sword spirit, and affects Ling Yun, who is one of the sword souls.

If it weren't for his firm will and forcibly suppressing the sword soul in his body, he would probably be unable to help but roaring to the sky to vent the sympathetic and inexplicable hatred in his heart.

Ling Yun stopped.

He could not guarantee whether he could suppress the resentment affected by the sword spirit in his mind if he continued to move on.

It was faintly clear that Ling Yun had already understood why such a burial sword valley, which is guarded by a large number of sword slaves at the level of the Saint Sword Master, would appear in the scene of the Great Sword Master, rather than the scene of the Saint Sword Master!

With the mentality of Lingyun's mind and sword soul, he could not help but be affected by this resentment and almost went wild. What about those spiritual holy sword masters who are completely inferior to their own? I am afraid that once they enter the deep valley, they will become the kind of machine that is controlled by the resentment in the sword and only knows how to kill and vent.

At this moment, Ling Yun couldn't help but wonder whether the sword slaves guarding this deep valley were the holy sword masters who had mistakenly entered it. They were controlled by the resentment inspired by the ancient sword here, representing the will of the ancient sword to kill all life entering the deep valley to vent the fighting hope in their hearts that had been suppressed for countless years.

"retreat!"

Ling Yun knew that such a place was not suitable for a sword master who had already integrated human and swords and had a spirit of spirit. This is true for the Holy Sword Master, and so for him.

I'm afraid that only those great sword masters could continue to go deeper without being affected because they could not feel the resentment of the ancient sword.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun suddenly turned around and wanted to leave this damn area as fast as possible.

However, when he turned around, what he saw was a scene that made his heart tense.
Chapter completed!