"Owner!"
Han Miaoyi grabbed Fang Yu's leg in nothingness.
"Let's get out of here first." Fang Yu said without thinking too much, "Babe."
"Wang!"
Bei Bei came out lazily, and lazily released a ring mark.
Now Fang Yu doesn't even need to say the destination, she knows where to send it.
"bass!"
The ring mark appears.
Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi passed through the ring mark and returned to the jungle outside smoothly.
However, the original bronze door has completely collapsed and turned into ruins.
And the towering giant trees around, most of them collapsed before entering the bronze gate.
This jungle is basically abolished.
"Brother Fang, that cultivator's identity is not simple." Han Miaoyi stood behind Fang Yu and said.
"Well, now I only know that he is one of the monks who entered the Taiyuan Mountain Holy Land twelve years ago." Fang Yu said, "The only thing that can identify him is the mark on his forehead, but Now it seems... very unfamiliar, I don't know what power it represents."
"Then where are we going now?" Han Miaoyi asked.
"This is indeed a problem. The jungle we chose seems to have no treasures and inheritance..." Fang Yu touched his chin, thinking about which direction to go next.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, an extremely sharp and harsh voice sounded.
This voice came from a great distance, but it was still very penetrating.
Even Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi felt obvious discomfort.
If you were a little closer, you might be dizzy by the sound!
"Brother Fang, look over there." Han Miaoyi turned to look east.
Fang Yu looked over and saw a rainbow light rising into the sky in the distance!
This ray of light shows colorful colors. Although it is very far away, it is faintly visible... The center of this ray of light can be seen, and there is a very clear outline!
It is the outline of a huge long knife!
The previous sound, I am afraid it is the sound of the sword after the birth of this long sword!
So long, so penetrating... As you can imagine, this is an extremely rare treasured sword!
"Buzzing..."
The sound of knives continued.
"Next, let's join in the fun." Fang Yu said to Han Miaoyi.
"Okay." Han Miaoyi nodded.
Such a sensational vision will inevitably attract the attention of many monks.
Fang Yu didn't need to think about it to know that a large number of monks had gathered at the location where the treasured saber appeared at the moment.
…
At this moment, it was thousands of miles away from the jungle where Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi were.
Here is a plain.
The colorful rainbow light, and the huge blade shadow... bloomed right in the center of this plain!
At this moment, in the mid-air in the center of the plain, there is a standing figure.
It is only incorporeal and cannot see the real appearance.
However, in the hands of this virtual body, there is a blade that glows with colorful rays of light!
From the handle of this knife, it is shining brightly.
And the blade part itself is made up of colorful magic energy!
This incorporeal body stands in the air, holding this treasured sword, releasing a very strong coercion!
The closest to this incorporeal body was a group of monks in black.
There are a total of thirty monks, and there are three stars on the back of their clothes.
If other monks saw them, they might be able to recognize from their clothes that they came from the Youxing Pavilion in Dayuan Prefecture!
The Youxing Pavilion is a powerful force in Dayuan Prefecture!
Although not the top, but it is already very strong.
And the vision that appeared at this time was triggered by them!
"Pavilion, pavilion master, that knife..." An old-faced cultivator was extremely nervous, and stared at the treasured saber in the empty body's hand in the distance in the distance, and said.
In front of him is the pavilion master of Youxing Pavilion, Yi Luo!
Yi Luo's cold face was also full of shock.
He looked at the virtual body in the distance, his eyes flickered, and he said, "The blade formed by the condensed colorful light, and the vision it caused... Could it be that this is the legendary Seven-Yuan Divine Sword!?"
"Qiyuan Divine Sword... Isn't that the legendary sword of the Sword Saint!?" The third elder of the Youxing Pavilion next to him said in shock.
"It's very possible." Yi Luo nodded lightly and said solemnly.
"Seven Yuan Divine Sword, in the legend, it can kill the sky and destroy the earth... But after the sword saint fell, it disappeared and became a legendary thing." The third elder said in horror.
"If we can get the Seven Yuan Divine Knife, it will be a worthwhile trip..." The sixth elder on the other side licked his lips, his eyes straightened, and said.
"It won't be so simple, that incorporeal body... Maybe it's a conscious body left by the Sword Saint!" Yi Luo narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "If you want to get the Seven Yuan Divine Sword, I'm afraid you have to defeat that conscious body first. !"
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"Knife Saint's consciousness... that's really scary," said the second elder.
"No matter what, the great opportunity is in front of us, we have to try it no matter what!" The Great Elder at the back said coldly, "The Seven Yuan Divine Sword caused such a strong vision, it will definitely attract the surrounding monks, if Attract some top forces, we will have no chance!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the monks in Youxing Pavilion changed.
That's true, their only advantage now is that they can get the moon first.
If you wait here, it will attract more and more monks to compete, and their chances are not great.
So, time is limited!
"The elder is right, the opportunity is in front of us, we can't give up! Although the sword saint is strong, it is only a residual consciousness after all, let's go together!" Yi Luo gritted his teeth and said, "Remember, Our goal is only the Qiyuan Divine Sword in its hands, not to defeat it! Once we succeed in obtaining the Qiyuan Divine Sword, we will retreat immediately!"
"Yes!"
A group of elders behind him responded in unison.
"Then we... let's go now!" Yi Luo snorted coldly and rushed out first.
"Half of you are responsible for forming the formation and restricting its movements, and the other half go with me to snatch the Seven Yuan Divine Sword in his hand!"
While approaching the conscious body in front of him, Yi Luo used his divine sense to transmit a voice and ordered the many elders behind him.
"clear!"
It was not the first time they had fought together, and they had already had experience with it.
Yi Luo stopped when he approached the conscious body with a distance of about 300 meters left.
Behind him, fifteen elders began to form a formation!