"The sword in my hand?"
Mo Wentian stared at Duan Linger with his eyes. For a long time, Mo Wentian's eyes calmed down again.
"This sword is called Tianwen Sword!"
Mo Wentian's deep voice sounded.
"Tianwen Sword..."
Duan Linger's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
"Junior brother Tianwen, you are really lucky. If Ling'er guessed correctly, this sword is at least a peak imperial sword, right?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Linger smiled sweetly.
"The pinnacle imperial sword?"
There was a slight disdain in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Wentian Sword, that is not the Emperor Sword. In front of Wentian Sword, the Emperor Sword is just scum!
"Little girl, follow our boss, then be more conscious..."
"Don't say what you shouldn't say!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao suddenly stared at Duan Linger and said with a fierce face.
"Be more conscious!"
Duan Linger's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, he became quiet again.
"This place..."
"We have entered the depths of the cliff!"
Mo Wentian's eyes continued to look into the depths of the cliff, and what appeared in front of Mo Wentian was a mountain stream. That mountain stream...
It seemed to be right in front of him, but it gave Mo Wentian an illusion, as if he...
Not in this void!
"The void is chaotic, who is it..."
"It actually has such ability!"
As if he had discovered something, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
This mountain stream does not belong to this void, but it is owned by the supreme power.
Moved here abruptly!
This will cause...
This mountain stream is an illusion that it does not belong here!
Because it…
It doesn't belong here!
"Boss, here..."
At this moment, Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly became filled with excitement.
"Little Jiao, what's going on?"
Mo Wentian asked quickly.
"Boss, it is this breath, it is this breath that is calling me. I want to go in, I must go in..."
Xiaojiao's eyes were full of excitement.
"Summoning you..."
Mo Wentian also took a deep breath. What is Xiaojiao's identity
Mo Wentian had a premonition.
Even if Xiaojiao is not a disciple of the Dragon Clan, he is definitely...
Inseparable from the relationship with the Dragon Clan!
"us… "
"Get in!"
Gritting his teeth, Mo Wentian continued walking towards the depths of the cliff.
"etc… "
At this moment, Duan Ling'er's voice...
came suddenly.
"Girl, what else do you want?"
Turning his head, Xiaojiao said with a fierce expression.
"This place is unusual!"
Duan Linger's face was extremely solemn.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Linger spoke again.
"I once read through the ancient books on the sacred mountain, and it recorded a terrible secret!"
"Secret..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
"It records that ten thousand years ago, the first sword emperor of the Sword God Continent, Wentian Sword Emperor, fell. From then on, there was a historical blank period of a thousand years in the Sword God Continent!"
"That period of history seems to have been..."
"It's like tearing it apart!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Linger's eyes filled with yearning.
"It is rumored that ten thousand years ago, when the Wentian Sword Emperor was around, the entire Sword God Continent was in a prosperous age of swordsmanship. There were strong Sword Emperors all over the place, and among them were countless swordsman geniuses!"
"But a thousand years after the fall of the Wentian Sword Emperor..."
"These people have all disappeared!"
Duan Linger's eyes flickered slightly.
"All gone..."
Mo Wentian's face was slightly stunned. Thousands of years ago, it was indeed the golden age of swordsmanship.
There are not many powerful Sword Emperors in the Mo family.
Five divine kingdoms, countless geniuses...
Out of nowhere!
"The Blood Demon Sword Emperor, the Tianlong Sword Emperor, the East China Sea Sword Emperor..."
"Each of these people are supreme geniuses. With their talents, they have a chance to become the Sword God, but I..."
"I didn't take any notice of them seriously!"
Mo Wentian's eyes shrank slightly, even if these powerful Sword Emperors fell, it would still be enough to leave behind countless honors.
Absolutely impossible…
Nothing is left!
"What is recorded in the ancient books?"
Looking at Duan Linger, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
Intuition told Mo Wentian that tens of thousands of years ago, it was very possible...
It's a conspiracy!
It was a conspiracy in which everyone was a pawn...
"There is only a brief introduction in the ancient books. It is recorded that in the Sword God Continent, strong sword gods can appear, but they need to..."
"what do you need?"
Mo Wentian asked quickly.
"Need a god!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Linger whispered.
"God's position?"
Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, what is the god throne
"This ancient book..."
"Where are you now?"
Looking at Duan Linger, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"This ancient book is now on the sacred mountain. The records in the ancient book are really mysterious. I don't believe it, so I took a quick look..."
"Throw it away!"
Duan Linger's voice came again.
"Xuanhu..."
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, no matter what the ancient book said.
But Mo Wentian is sure that his fall thousands of years ago will never be so easy!
"No matter what conspiracy there is, I don't ask the truth..."
"They will all find it!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Thousands of years ago, he was the first sword emperor in the Sword God Continent, but he was assassinated by Qing Yushang with a sword. His body...
Comparable to the perfect demon emperor.
His soul has reached the peak of the emperor soul...
At that time, on the Sword God Continent, among the Sword Emperors...
He is number one!
Qing Yushang, how could one sword...
Assassinate him!
"That sword is weird..."
A flash of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then he calmed down again.
In this life, with the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art, Mo Wentian was confident that he could definitely...
Embark on the path of the Sword God!
"So what about the Chaotic Void, let's go in and take a look first..."
"I want to see what is hidden here!"
Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold and he continued walking towards the mountain stream.
There was silence all around, but deep in the mountain stream, there seemed to be a supreme breath coming.
"Click..."
"Crack!"
…
A series of crisp voices sounded, and Mo Wentian's figure...
Getting closer to the mountain stream!
"Master, there are words here!"
At this moment, a cry of surprise came.
Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly, and then his figure flashed and appeared beside the Lightning Leopard.
"Xuanshan!"
A few faint words appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Xuanshan?"
Mo Wentian was stunned. Those words were extremely ancient.
If Mo Wentian hadn't studied countless ancient texts in his previous life in order to study the way of swordsmanship.
Really, I can’t recognize it!
"Xuanshan, could it be..."
"Longxuan Mountain!"
Mo Wentian looked at the stone tablet again.
Next to the stone tablet, a third of it disappeared somewhere. It seemed...
One more word!
"This is a sword mark..."
Duan Linger's voice came, and Mo Wentian looked at the stone tablet. The missing part was extremely smooth.
It was as if he had been chopped off by sword energy.
"Step aside… "
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, he shouted low, and the sword in Mo Wentian's hand fell towards the stone like lightning.
"Qiang..."
There was a collision of forbidden metal.
Mo Wentian's body...
Take three or four steps back!