Chapter 220, Forbidden Sword Tomb

The sword tomb is the place where the sword is buried. The tomb of the sword is also for the tomb of the sword.

The world wants to win the world, feathers and soar, immortality, and immortality. But who would have thought that the world would only escape from the word "desire". The sword is a gentleman among the soldiers, and the sword is also a killing soldier. Although it can wash away the bloody appearance, it is no longer elegant.

The sword is actually a murder weapon.

The sword is also a soldier of desire.

Forbidden Canyon, which is about a hundred miles away from Mingjian Villa. This is a remote canyon, and ordinary people can't go deep into such a steep and ancient place.

More than a thousand people led by Murong Ming stayed here, stopping one by one to watch a huge sword.

The inscription on the sword is like nature, and a long paragraph is actually completed in one go, exuding a burst of ancient atmosphere. All the people who watched the inscription felt that they were like ants looking up at Mount Tai, and the engraving on the inscription was even more sword-like.

This sword is more than 30 feet tall. Eight black chains are bound and surrounded from all directions. And it maintained a balance and strangled the huge sword at the entrance of the canyon. Under the huge sword, the fire is burning, and the hot fire is like a terrible wave and never stops. From time to time, some mysterious seal texts came out of the flames and burned the giant sword.

This sword is like a soldier of heaven, as if it does not come from the world. He stood silently at the mouth of the forbidden canyon and suffered the pain of burning. However, it is full of ancient vicissitudes and looks down on all sentient beings with a view that judges all causes in the world.

"Guys, this is the forbidden canyon, and the sword tomb is in the canyon!" Murong Ming stood under the huge sword with a loud voice, and thousands of people present listened carefully: "My famous sword villa has an ancient motto, and the sword tomb is opened every hundred years. Today, it's time for the sword tomb to open again. I hope that everyone present will live up to this trip and find treasures.

"Thank you, Lord Murong!"

"I'll be waiting for Master Murong's auspicious words!"

There was a harmony for a while, and after the noise, everyone present stared at the canyon. At this moment, there are clouds and fog, and you can't see the movement inside clearly, and there is a strong prohibition arrangement on it. Although clouds can be seen through the valley, the powerful pressure contained in this prohibition is still shocking. If you want to enter, you must let the huge sword lift the prohibition.

Seeing that everyone was waiting, Murong Ming did not procrastinate, and then his face became serious and said, "In this case, let's open it."

Murong Ming waved his big sleeves and flew directly to the front of the giant sword. Standing in the void, he lowered his head slightly and looked down at the ancient giant sword. The six Mahayana masters who followed Murong Ming flew around and stood solemnly according to the direction of the six-pointed star.

"Seal the sword, open it!"

Murong Ming held a best spiritual weapon. After a stroke of the void, he pointed to the sky, and immediately a sharp sword spirit shot into the sky. The six Mahayana masters around him all held spiritual swords, and one by one burst out a shocking sword spirit to the sky. Then, these six swords began to converge towards Murong Ming in the center.

Boom!

Seven swords in one!

A strong sword spirit converged. At the same time, the seven people held the sword in their right hand and changed the knot with their left hand, changing according to the imprints they had been proficiently one by one. The speed of transformation was so fast that they could only see a remnant shadow.

It was only for a moment, and the seal was successfully printed under the attention of everyone. The shocking sword spirit gathered in the center, a very abrupt flash, and a fierce sword light disappeared, so that it burst on the "zhenfeng sword", as if rushing into the heart of the giant sword.

The eight chains surrounding the Zhenfeng sword moved slowly, and the dark chains began to burst into fragmentary Mars. The iron ring of each chain is close to the thickness of the bucket, and its material is actually thousand-year-old black iron.

One by one weighs ten thousand pounds, just moving like this. Kaka ~ ~ The chains began to be recycled into the mountain walls on both sides. When the eight chains were recycled into eight holes, they kept rubbing against the rocks next to them, and many rocks were directly rubbed into gravel powder and scattered.

Boom!

The ban is lifted!

A fierce murderous spirit surged out, and this kind of murderous spirit was like countless dead souls buried under the sword. A murderous atmosphere so permeated, which made people's hearts tremble. There was endless blood in it, and the smell of killing suddenly spread in front of the forbidden canyon, lingering in the hearts of every practitioner.

Liuyun's eyes in front of the forbidden canyon condensed, and at the same time, he was not attacked by this heomorious murderous spirit. Then he opened his eyes and looked at the sword mound in the forbidden canyon, which was full of scattered swords, most of which fell to the ground, leaving only the sword body and hilt.

In this canyon, there are very few trees, and countless swords are abandoned here. Whether it is a long sword, a dagger, a remnant sword, a broken sword, a wide sword, a epee, a soft sword, or even some strange swords. Liuyun has never even seen the appearance of some swords. This is completely a tomb of swords.

This sword is scattered here, with resentment, murder and anger, and there is a faint evil spirit in it. An abandoned sword does not want to listen to fate like this, like an angry roar, venting their unwillingness, but they can only complain silently.

"Everyone fast-forward, the sword tomb has not been opened for a hundred years. This time, the treasures inside have been accumulated for a hundred years. A master who survived the disaster couldn't help screaming, "What's wrong with so many treasures? Go!"

Wh! Wheops! Wheops!

Hearing the man's shouting, the exclamation suddenly came back to their senses. One of the masters rushed in, and then 1352 practitioners began to pour into the forbidden valley. Everyone present was a master of the underworld and a person who could fly. In just a moment, thousands of people disappeared in front of the canyon and entered the forbidden valley.

Liu Yun and Yan Shisan led more than 60 disciples from Tsinghua Mountain to enter it. Looking at the sparse trees in the valley, Liu Yun also couldn't help but radiate the fine light in their eyes. Looking at the stones in the valley, as if they were dripping oil, but they said, "Brother Yan, do you know how wide the scope of the forbidden canyon is."

Yan Shisandao; "The forbidden canyon should be more than ten miles wide, and the length should be about 50 miles."

"This canyon is really big." Liu Yun couldn't help sighing, "Isn't the number of swords in such a large canyon reaching millions?"

"At least there should be tens of millions." Yan Shisan said, "I have tens of thousands of years of history in the continent, some of the weapons and swords in the war, as well as some swords used by famous figures, and even the spiritual swords used by practitioners, may be buried here."

"In this way, the spiritual weapons here should have been excavated." Flowing Cloud Road.

"How is this possible?" Yan Shisan said, "Some spiritual weapons nurtured by heaven and earth are occasionally born here, but the probability is very low. Occasionally, some people will find some martial arts secrets left by the master, as well as some predecessors who are about to fly to the fairyland. They will also leave their experience and the way of cultivation before leaving here.

"This is the treasure place that has accumulated tens of thousands of years in the Xiuzhen Continent." Yan Shisan said, "This is the essence of our cultivation continent, and this time, I also want to break through to the middle of Mahayana here."

"Oh?"

"Brother Yan, are you about to break through?" Liu Yun was overjoyed.

Yan Shisan said, "It should be. It has been nearly a hundred years since I stepped into the early stage of Mahayana. There are faint signs of breaking through to the middle of Mahayana, but there has been no opportunity to find it.

"A hundred years?" Liu Yun blinked his eyes and then said, "Brother Yan, how old are you?"

"It's more than 800 years old." Yan Thirteen.

"Lord Yun." A Qizong disciple from Tsinghua Mountain behind him interrupted, "My eldest brother is a rare genius in the Xiuzhen continent. It is said that one will only be made in 500 years. And his talent ranks first in our Tsinghua Mountain. We all aim at him and want to surpass his achievements.

"Hey." Liu Yun smiled, and even the star beads in his eyebrows were very happy.

"Ryuyun, how long have you practiced?" Yan Shisan asked coolly and looked proud.

"Nine years." The clouds said lightly.

"This?" Yan Shisan took a deep breath and then asked unbelievably, "Liu Yun, how old are you?"

"19 years old." Liu Yun said indifferently.

Yan Shisan suddenly had a feeling, and now he can't wait to find a seam to get in. However, his eyes did not look for cracks, but looked at Liuyun like a monster. Up and down, looked left and right, and then shook his head again. The disciples of the Sword Sect behind him also looked at Liuyun in disbelief, looked at them carefully, and then shook their heads.

Liu Yun asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Yan Shisan blinked his eyes and muttered, "I don't see the evil there. Why is he so evil when he cultivates?"

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