In the darkness, there was mourning everywhere, but the scene in front of him was strange.
I saw that in the darkness, countless sword demons kept retreating, and under the rays of light, their bodies continued to emit a large amount of black gas.
Surrounded by them, there are a group of sword cultivators whose number is far less than that of the sword demons, and the strength of both sides is fundamentally disproportionate.
Above the head, the rays of light converge into swords, like the great sun beneath the ground!
If the outside world were shocked by the changes in the two rankings, the sword cultivators who were stunned and unbelievable would definitely be shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.
There is no bloody fight, this is simply a walk with a lightsaber over the head, and all the records are in hand.
Not to mention when the Sword Prison is out of control, even under normal conditions, no sword cultivator can live so easily in the Sword Prison.
But at this time, Qin Yu's face was not relaxed.
Because, although the sword demons were still mourning and suffering under the light, their retreating speed was getting slower and slower.
Moreover, the number of sword demons is too many, and they are endless. They seem to be lost in the vast ocean. Batch after batch of dead, and can not be seen at all, there are signs of a decrease in Sword Demon.
Intuition tells Qin Yu that the killing of the sword demon by the lightsaber may continue forever. But their retreat will stop at a certain moment... Because, as the sword demons retreat more and more slowly, the darkness in the sword prison is also becoming more intense.
It is thick like ink, and it can engulf everything in the tumbling.
These thick darkness, covering the surface of the Sword Demon's body, probably acts like a protective film, and now this film is getting thicker and thicker.
Qin Yu was not sure whether the power of the lightsaber could support them and enter the core layer of the sword prison. What Xu Jing said, the legend about the seal of Yanran Mountain is likely to be true.
And the flesh, since let him go deep into the sword prison, perhaps the purpose is to exist in the sealed artifact in the core layer of the sword prison.
A peerless fairy sword
…
Open Heaven Sword Sect.
The great formation of the sect opened, countless sword breaths raged, and the interior turned into a sea of swords.
Not far from the stone steps, at an open-air round table, Rou Rou sat opposite and took a sip from his teacup.
"Hello? Don't you want to be so ruthless, everyone is a sister, and they used to play together in the world back then."
The sound of anger sounded, gentle and gentle, revealing the slightest grievance.
With that said, the teapot was grabbed and poured himself a cup of tea.
This hand is so beautiful, it actually gives the feeling that it is perfect. Even every texture of the skin on the hands is just right.
Adding a little bit, or making the slightest change, is a blasphemy against beauty.
"Can you drink it?" Rourou was expressionless.
Jiao anger sounded again, "It's my business whether to drink it or not, give me tea or not, that's your problem."
After a pause, she smiled "hee hee", "Meat, don't say, your name sounds very interesting. After all, as a ferromagnetic sister, you know me well, and we are born meatless. A sweet girl."
Rourou raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, "So, you just want to eat me?"
"Oh, don't say it so directly, people just thought about it, but they didn't do it."
"If you think about it, it's enough."
"Don't be angry, Rourou, how dare I eat you, we are good sisters, I'm still waiting for you to save me out."
Rou Rou put down the teacup and made a light "snap", "Qin Yu, you can't eat it either."
Holding the beautiful palm of the cup, he paused and said helplessly: "Good sister, are you a little too domineering? People have been suppressed for all these years, and they have been hungry for a long time. I finally encountered one, and the taste is not bad. boy."
Rou Rou's eyes became colder, "If you don't agree, you can do it now and try to eat me... or be killed by me."
A dead silence.
In the air, countless invisible sword breaths like swimming fish gathered from all directions, and kept slashing on the beautiful palm holding the teacup. At the moment of contact, it was directly smashed into pieces, but it failed to cause any damage to the palm.
There is really nothing, not even the root of the cold hair is intact.
"Okay, okay, then listen to my sister, I don't want to eat him." The beautiful palm put down the cup and tapped the table lightly, "Sister, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"Will he dare to go in?"
Snapped-
He snapped his fingers, and the voice was full of laughter, "Sister is smart, no wonder she is more comfortable than me now, as long as he dares to go in, I will lend him this hand for a period of time, and I will definitely not make things difficult at all. If he doesn't dare..."
Rou Rou said lightly, "If he doesn't dare, I'll cut off my arm and make up for your body."
"Sister is happy, let's make a promise!"
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Frost Sword Sect.
When the Protectorate Great Array was opened, Han Zhengyang declared to the outside world that he retreated to seek a way to open up the Sword Prison. On the main peak, fourteen sword sect elders were summoned, and according to the guidance of the sword breath, they stood in the corresponding positions.
They didn't know what to do next, but no one dared to disobey the Sect Master's order.
The belly of the mountain was hollowed out, and a sword formation was secretly built and hidden in it. Now Han Zhengyang, who has announced his retreat, is standing at the hub of the sword formation.
Opposite him was an old sword cultivator with pale white hair and an extremely shriveled face. He felt like a piece of rotten wood with extremely weak vitality and would die at any time.
But in this pair of extremely withered body, there is an incomparably terrifying, sword breath like a vast river and sea.
"It's here, the day has finally come, okay, hahaha, okay!" Lao Jianxiu laughed and breathed hard.
The fragile body can't even stand it, and the pulling caused by the ups and downs of the chest at this time brings bursts of heart-piercing pain.
Han Zhengyang said solemnly, "Master, please take care of your health."
The old sword cultivator in front of him was the previous sect master of the Frost Sword Sect. He had a great reputation of "swords springing out of the spring", but more than a thousand years ago, he had already claimed to be a sect master.
Unexpectedly, he actually lived to this day.
Lao Jianxiu took a few breaths and waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm going to be my teacher soon, so don't worry about it."
He looked directly at Han Zhengyang, his yellow eyes bursting with gleam at the moment, "You remember, this time, my Frost Sword Sect has been waiting for countless generations of sword cultivators for many years, and finally I have waited for you."
"No matter the cost, you must take the Sealed Artifact into your hands. As long as you refine it, you will definitely be able to break through the gate of heaven and man and become the world's first emperor sword cultivator. In the future, you can be called the Patriarch of the Dao and take my Frost Sword. The lineage of Zong has been carried forward and established as the orthodox swordsmanship!"
Han Zhengyang bowed and saluted, "Please rest assured, Master, the disciples will do their best to live up to the expectations of you and the ancestors... It's just that all the elders outside Jianfeng are the pillars of my sword..."
"Women's kindness!" Lao Jianxiu stared at him with stern eyes, "Remember, everything in this world has to pay a price, and this is a very fair deal. A group of Jianzong elders, even including Including the old man, you will die if you die, you must get the Sealed Artifact, you must not lose it!"
Han Zhengyang lowered his head, "Yes, Master."
…
The Sword Prison is deep, pitch black as ink.
The sword demon retreated more and more slowly. Correspondingly, the lightsabers were on the heads of everyone, and the coverage area continued to shrink.
The limit is almost reached!
The deep darkness is extremely depressing, and it is extremely difficult to breathe. Except for Qin Yu, no one knew why they came here.
The members of the fish belly team did not dare to disobey the meaning of the first elder, and Qin Yu chose to go deeper, it was impossible for them to leave.
As for the people of the South Sea Sword Sect... they have no choice. They can go whenever they want, but I am afraid that as long as they leave the range of the lightsaber, they will be torn to shreds in an instant.
"Sect Master." Zhang Xiashan said suddenly.
Qin Yu turned to look at him, "Is it the limit?"
On their foreheads, the radiant runes are now releasing high temperature, drying up the surrounding flesh and blood, and everyone is suffering.
And this is only what we can see on the surface. The drive of the runes also requires them to lose their own strength. Although it only acts as a catalyst, the consumption is not too large. It can be maintained for a long time, and it will also cause a heavy burden. .
Zhang Xiashan glanced at the other members of the team, gritted his teeth and said, "This disciple can hold on for a while..."
Qin Yu thought for a while, "If there is still nothing for half an hour, we will leave here."
"Thank you Sect Master!" Zhang Xiashan showed gratitude.
The extremely depressed atmosphere in the team was also relieved with these words. Going deep into the Sword Prison all the time, without knowing the goal or the end point, is a huge torment for everyone.
Now there is finally hope.
Time passed quickly, and in the thick darkness, accompanied by the shrill and painful roars of the sword demons, the team slowly moved forward little by little.
Half an hour passed.
Qin Yu stopped, the darkness was still darkness, and there was no change from before, at least in his induction, there was no difference.
Did it fail
Qin Yu was a little unwilling, but he knew very well that Zhang Xiashan and others had indeed reached their limit. To be more precise, it was already the limit half an hour ago.
It was only because Qin Yu gave hope and stimulated their potential that he persisted for half an hour.
We can't continue to move forward, or Zhang Xiashan and the others will surely die. After losing the lightsaber, Qin Yu was not sure, and he was able to forcibly kill a bloody path in the countless circles.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Yu's eyes were fixed, and just as he was about to speak, the darkness in front of him suddenly surged.
As if a big fish swam past, the darkness quietly separated from it, and the sword demon stepped aside, revealing a bright light not far away.
Qin Yu frowned slightly, and looked forward intently. The bright spot was a particularly lush moss on the rock wall, which was densely piled up so that it could barely illuminate a small surrounding area in the darkness like ink.
There, there was a cave.
In the very depths of the Sword Prison, behind countless sword demons blocking, suddenly such a hole appeared... The core layer of the Sword Prison!
Seal!
In Qin Yu's mind, this thought flashed in an instant.
At this moment, Xu Jing suddenly realized, he finally understood why Qin Yu went all the way to the sword prison.
This is what he's looking for!
The entrance to the core layer of the Sword Prison... But now, the sword cultivators of the Kaitian Sword Sect have obviously reached the limit, and even if it seems not far away, there is no way to support them.
What's more, the darkness ahead took the initiative to separate, and the sword demon gave way, no matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of inviting you to enter the urn.
Does Qin Yu dare to go there
You must know that Yan Ranshan once dispatched a powerful team of sword cultivators to kill the core layer of the sword prison, but none of them came back alive in the end!
"Zhang down the mountain!"
"The disciple is here."
Qin Yu turned around and said, "You all leave the Sword Prison immediately. This is the order of this sect. If the first elder asks for a crime, you will report back."
call out-
When his figure moved, he rushed out of the coverage area of the lightsaber, and the next moment the darkness closed, engulfing him.
"metropolitan!"
Zhang Xiashan widened his eyes, his face shaking.
Xu Jing also had a shocked expression, never expecting that Qin Yu would be so decisive, he made a decision.
Isn't he afraid of death
Jin Hua and other South Sea Sword Sect disciples fell silent.
Zhang Xiashan took a deep breath, "The disciples of the Kaitian Sword Sect are instructed to exit the Sword Prison!"
A group of people slowly retreated outwards.
In the very depths of the sword prison, it fell into darkness, and there was no sound.