Ten God Emperor

"Master, this Xinghe sword is so powerful, it must be a fairy, even a magical instrument."

Yunqi looked at the splendid galaxy, and couldn’t help but be curious. The Xinghe sword, which was made by the power of the whole family, can be forced to what extent. According to Mingchen, since it has sword spirit, it should have been To the realm of Xianpin Ling, even higher.

Ming Chen heard the words and shook his head. "It’s too long, and the Galaxy sword has been sealed for too long. To be honest, I don’t know what level it is. The brothers didn’t know it at the time, but the last brother broke the seal of the Galaxy sword. At the time, maybe I know something."

"Where is the sword spirit?" Yun Xiu asked, since the dust raised the sword spirit, it proved that this mysterious and mysterious soul body did not fall into the abyss with the Galaxy sword.

The dust smashed the sparse beard, turned and looked at the cloud, and his eyes became somewhat meaningful.

"It is not the master who intends to conceal the Xinghe sword. It is just too difficult to get the sword spirit. Even the brothers did not do it. If it was not burning the soul at the time of sudden death, forcing a soul into the sword of the Xinghe sword, I am afraid No one has been able to shake the seal of the Star River sword for thousands of years."

Yun Xi listened, and his eyes suddenly became hot. His existence was a case. If you want to do things that have not been done for thousands of years, there is nothing impossible. The floor asked: "Master, I want to try."

Ming Chen listened to this, the expression on his face was not half-scared, but there was a feeling of relief. After a long while, his dry lips moved slightly and said: "Xinghe Jian Tomb."

What is the Xinghe Sword Tomb, perhaps the cloud breaks more than the dust in front of you, even the Chuxi style that almost destroyed the mystery of the Xinghe sword that year.

Because he had entered the mysterious realm similar to this many years ago.

After the death of countless strong men in the world, in order to prevent their souls and flesh from being destroyed, a space called the Tianzhu Taoist tomb was built, which hides the inheritance of countless peaks and strong people, wanting to enter it. It must be between the heavens and the earth. Those who have great opportunities and special cultivation talents with these strong people can realize the existence of the Tianzhu Dao Ling, and under the guidance of the underworld, get these peak powers. Inheritance.

The so-called Xinghe Sword Tomb is a mysterious existence similar to the Tianzhu Dao Ling. At the time of forging the Xinghe Sword, countless scrap swords were buried together. These are the swords that are only one step away from the realm of immortality. They have a weak soul, and they are given up for no reason, even if they are swords, they also produce a lingering resentment.

In order to seal the powerful power of the Galaxy sword, the ancestors of Qingling Mountain borrowed this inexhaustible sword and resentment, trapped the sword spirit of the Star River Sword, and wanted to re-enclose the Galaxy Sword, they need to enter the Xinghe Sword , liberate it from this endless resentment.

It is true that the whereabouts of the Xinghe Sword Tomb is not clear, but there is a sword tomb in Qingling Mountain, the environment is chilling, the sword is filled with air, the vegetation is not born, and there is a quiet sword around it. At night, there are ghosts crying from the middle, which is chilling.

However, it is very strange that the size of the tomb is not large. It is only a square inch, but it is a ridiculous place around it. It was originally a sword tomb. Later, the entire mountain where the tomb was located was gradually abandoned. Among the green mountains and green waters of Qingling Mountain, this dry peak is particularly eye-catching. The mountain is suspended in the sky, and the whole body is yellow and faint, with faint black air, which is shocking.

The nearest mountain peak from the tomb of the sword is called Lang Wen. At this time, the two figures stood in front of the wave and peaked. Looking at the withered mountain, it seemed to be thoughtful.

These two people are naturally clear dust and cloud breaks. Although they already know the dangers that may be contained in the tomb of the Xinghe sword, Yunxi still makes up his mind to try it.

The birth of every strong man has gone through countless life and death margins, and the cloud break has only been several times so far, which shows that he is still a long distance from the real strong.

“Thinking clearly?”

"The master has asked the fifth time."

Yun Xi smiled and looked at the dust. He knew that the other party was worried about himself. The reason for this was not only that they were mentoring, but also because he was the only hope of Ming Chen and the only hope of guarding Qingling Mountain.

However, Ming Chen’s heart is clearer. Although Yun’s growth rate is already very fast, but it’s not far from his expectations, his body’s bones are getting worse and worse, and it’s been a long time to see how long it’s been supported. The signs of loosening have become more frequent, and it is necessary to condense a large number of seals to maintain the normal state, which is at the expense of the life of the dust.

"Why don't the master let the disciples in the college leave Qingling Mountain?"

Yun Xing was puzzled, but never asked, because Ming Chen never left, perhaps this is his own fate. Even the dean who knows the matter, the college elders never left Qingling Mountain. Intention, perhaps here is their root...that is their cause and effect.

The fingertips of the light dust are gently outlined in the air, and a faint light slowly condenses behind the clouds. Finally, as his body trembles slightly, two red-hot wings break out and gently fan in the air. There was a blazing heat wave.

The feeling of being able to fly freely in the sky is really good. After the release of the Royal Wind, Shi Yun looked at the light dust and smiled and said: "The disciple is gone."

The smoky eyes of the dust were slightly moved and nodded: "Go."

The more people come to the next year, the more they see that they are not allowed to die. The dust looks at the flame figure that the clouds are flying down, and immediately turns around, the dry palms are gently held, and the whole body becomes tight and finally, Make a strong sigh.

The cloud breaks the wind and breaks the fog, soaring in the sky, the cold wind is blowing away from his face and ears, with a bitter chill, but even so, his crazy smile on his face is still not reduced, the wings are slightly shocked. The body turned into a stream of flames, with a more rapid momentum, rushing toward the dry peak not far away.

As the mountain is getting closer and closer, Yunchai can finally see its full picture. As the dust says, there is no grass or wood on the whole mountain. There is no trace of vitality. The faint temper, and a looming sword tomb.