Xu Han was hidden among the people, slowly rushing towards the depths of the sword ruins. Except for a few warriors who were still searching for martial arts on the road, most of the warriors desperately ran towards the depths.
For several days, except for occasional battles caused by warriors, everyone went straight to the depths with guard.
"Isn't it said that the depths of Jianxu are extremely dangerous?" Xu Han muttered while looking at the quiet wasteland and quiet environment.
As it continues to deepen, the brown land has been tinged with blackness, and even the sky has been dyed with a layer of black. But Xu Han didn't even see another sword aura that was so terrifying in the rumors.
"Or is it related to the sword energy that day?" Xu Han caught a glimpse of a group of martial artists in the distance and couldn't help thinking.
Looking at each of them carrying long swords, they must be the warriors in Jianshan City. With such a weak strength, they dare to enter the deepest point. It seems that they must know the strange appearance of the sword ruins at this time.
Suddenly there was a huge cry in the sky, and a spirit beast tens of meters in size flew over. A dozen warriors stood on its back, all with a bitter expression, staring at the depths of the sword market.
It seemed that at the same time, spirit beasts kept passing by in the sky, and all kinds of birds swept toward the depths with people. The people on the back of the spirit beasts, no matter how old or young, have long swords on their bodies, look straight ahead, they must be the warriors of the major forces in Jianshan City.
"It's him!" Xu Han murmured when he caught sight of a young man on a white eagle alone.
Others are all people sharing one, only this young man sitting on the back of the spirit beast, hugging left and right, the beauty in his arms, talking and laughing, so happy.
"The jade-faced Xiaofei brother of the Lan family!" The warrior on the ground looked at the young man on the back of the spirit beast and said with envy.
Lan Zenghui is the strongest young man in Jianshan City. He is talented and has many resources from the Lan family to cultivate. Although he likes female sex, his strength is not low. I heard that he has broken through to the Linghai realm some time ago. In the mid-term, at the age of twenty-three, with this strength, it can be described as the most terrifying.
Lan Zenghui sat on the white eagle, glanced at the warrior on the ground, waved, sat down and the spirit beast flew to the depths.
After only a while, the spirit beasts in the sky disappeared from everyone's eyes. Looking from a distance, only small black spots were seen.
"What the hell did you give birth?" Xu Han muttered, thinking about the scene just now.
There were several figures in the air just now, and Xu Han couldn't see their strength. At least they were all strong in the middle of the spirit sea realm. Even warriors of this level are swarming, it seems that there must be a strange treasure in the depths of the sword ruins.
"Xiongtai, why are so many warriors swarming here." Xu Han grabbed a warrior in the Lingtong realm and asked in his mouth.
The warrior was panicked for a while, thinking that Xu Han was attacking and was about to draw his sword to cut it, but he could not help being shocked when he felt the strength from the hilt.
Seeing Xu Han being so young, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes, and he immediately said: "The sword is pneumatic, the force is determined, the world is shocking, the ghosts and gods are moving!"
"What do you mean?" Xu Han felt even more puzzled as he listened to the words of the martial artist.
Only then did the anxious martial artist see Xu Han's costume clearly, knowing that he must not be a resident of Jianshan City, and said anxiously: "Sword Qi riots, there will be many martial arts deep in the sword ruins."
"A lot of martial arts appeared."
Seeing Xu Han sinking into deep thought, the warrior immediately ran towards the depths, as if he didn't have his own part when it was too late, only for a while, the figure was hundreds of meters away.
"It seems to be speeding up." Xu Han muttered as he looked at the figure that had completely disappeared.
The warriors of the major forces in the city have already gone first. If you are late, you will definitely not be able to get any soup. It seems that they are stimulated by the aerial beasts, and the warriors on the ground bury their heads and rush toward the depths.
Xu Han speeded up and ran toward the depths. The warrior on the side saw a young man who suddenly rushed forward as if he had been beaten with blood.
Seeing his strength in the later stage of the realm, guessed it must have used some martial skill, and he couldn't help but contempt.
In the depths of the sword ruins, the aura in the air has completely disappeared, and every warrior has lost his own aura. No one can be like Xu Han. After all, the aura that uses martial arts is terrifying.
There are very few warriors in the field who will fight now. After all, the aura is exhausted and the strength is damaged. By then, there will be nothing to do in the depths of the sword ruins, and no warrior will be so unwise at this time.
Looking at Xu Han's attire, he guessed that he must have just arrived at Jianshan City. He didn't know the situation in the depths of the sword ruins. After entering the depths, the warrior had to absorb spirit stones to restore his aura.
Looking at Xu Han's disappearing back, a trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the warrior behind him. How many warriors come here every year die in the sword ruins, whether they die from the remaining sword aura of the ancients, or the warriors in the city, is not known.
For several days, the warriors ran day and night.
"Is it almost there?" Xu Han muttered, feeling the faint vigor in the air.
The dim sky was blowing vigorously, which should have been caused by the fierce sword qi remaining that night.
The scorched earth, the warrior who walked carefully, the cold wind blowing from nowhere in the sky, and the crisscrossing sword marks on the ground, outlined a broken scene.
Xu Han looked at the sword marks that were a hundred meters long, three meters wide, and tens of meters deep, with shock on his face, as if the earth had been split in half.
Under the split cracks, red magma burst out, and gurgling hot air floated straight up along the cracks.
At a glance, the ground in front of me was destroyed by thousands of holes, and there were countless sword marks scattered around. In some of the large sword marks, black smoke burst out, and the whole scene was like the end of the world.
"Is it all caused that night?" Xu Han muttered as he looked at the scene in front of him.
Dozens of miles ahead were shrouded in white smoke, and the red light reflected the sky. What happened that night, and why so many sword qi spewed out.
The warrior who came out of Jianshan City looked at the scene in front of them, more surprised than Xu Han, it seemed that this time was different from the past.
Looking at the tumbling magma underground, every warrior in Jianshan City smelled something strange from it.
In front of them, warriors continued to leap toward the depths along the gaps in the cracks, carefully avoiding the deep cracks where magma was exposed.
Xu Han followed the crowd toward the depths, taking every step of the way with extreme care.
Wow??? Ah! help me!
Suddenly an exclamation came from behind, a warrior walking among the cracks stepped on a loose scorched stone, and the whole person rolled toward the depths.
"There is still sword aura in the crack." Xu Han looked at the sword aura drawn from the smooth cut surface of the crack, and said in shock.
That martial artist was only able to reach the realm of strength. Rolling among the rubble, how could he block the sudden emergence of sword energy, he was in a frenzy for a while, and his whole person rolled towards the magma.
To resist the sword energy that appeared, the warrior who fell into the crack could not stop his figure, and with a scream, he rolled directly into the boiling magma.
Everyone on the crack looked at the warrior sinking into the magma with pale faces, and was shocked in their hearts.
Sword Qi still exists in this crack, which has never happened before, and it seems that there has been a big change this time.
With lessons learned, every warrior passing by is more careful.
"The temperature is getting higher and higher." Xu Han muttered while looking at the magma beneath him. The more you go in, the deeper the crack, and the heat wave that blows on your face, the skin of the burned person is all red.
Everyone felt that as they continued to deepen, the air became more scorching, the whole person became a bit violent, and their minds could no longer be quiet.
Although every warrior who came in was cautious, there were still warriors falling into it, and there were no bones left. The dead warriors did not block the steps of everyone in the field, and they ran slowly toward the depths one by one.
They remember that the last time the sword qi riot, the warriors who entered the depths of the sword ruins, were all harvested and their strength greatly increased!
"Yeah!" Xu Han stepped on the huge boulder beside the crack and was about to step forward, when suddenly he felt a strong blow from the crack.
Xu Han stepped back, propped his right hand back, and turned his body back.
Pouch!
A sword aura spouted from the hot cracks over Xu Han, hit the chest of a warrior behind him, and directly cut it in half. The warrior's upper body was cautious, sliding along the smooth cut surface into the crack.
"I actually rushed out." Xu Han muttered while looking at the half of his body that fell behind him.
The sword energy that had cut through that warrior was directly dissipated by the following warriors and disappeared in the air.
"The strength of the late stage of the Lingtong Realm." Xu Han thought in his heart, feeling the disappearing sword aura.
The strength of sword qi is not very strong yet, as long as you are careful, you can still avoid it, but if you are not careful for a while, it is still extremely dangerous to fall into the crack.
I don't know how much sword energy there is in the crack, and the temperature of the magma in the ground seems to be very high. The warrior fell into it, it must be more ill-fortuned.
Walking alone in the cracks, carefully avoiding the sword aura erupting from the cracks, Xu Han's strength and Linghai realm can be easily avoided as long as he is prepared, but the warriors in the Lingtong realm and even the Lingzhi realm behind him can Not so lucky.
Sword Qi was originally spurted out suddenly, everyone had to be careful of the burnt stones under their feet, and also pay attention to the martial artists around. For a time, the martial artists died tragically under the sword Qi, or fell into the cracks, and were buried in the sea of flames.
"Why are there so many changes?" The warriors who were not strong enough behind him looked at the tragic deaths one by one, thinking in their hearts.
Forget about the huge cracks, there is actually a sword qi spewing out immediately.
Some low-strength warriors looked at the scene in front of them, hesitating in their hearts, some people slowly retreated back, but more warriors still gritted their teeth and moved forward.
With such a big change, there must be big changes in the depths of the sword ruins, and perhaps the martial arts that appeared will be the best one. The road of warriors is dangerous, as long as there is a one-tenth chance, everyone will try.
"Sword Qi appears more and more frequently." Xu Han murmured as he flashed the sword energy from under his feet.
Looking at the people behind him, Xu Han dispelled the idea of releasing Zi Yu.
With your own strength, as long as you are careful, it shouldn't take much time to step into the depths.