Ye Futian nodded seriously when he saw everyone, then looked towards the abyss again, and said: "Go around!"
After all, he walked in another direction without risking.
In fact, he could try to clear the way with the imperial soldiers and attack the abyss, but to do so, one is not sure, the big hand stretched out in the abyss is too terrifying, if an accident happens, his life will be ruined here.
As the cultivation base grows stronger, and the responsibilities he shoulders become greater and greater, Ye Futian is also more and more cherish his life, and will not take risks easily.
Secondly, he retains awe of the tomb of the gods. The legacy of the emperors in ancient times will be inherited if they can be inherited. If not, he does not want to destroy it.
A group of people took a detour instead of crossing this abyss. They would rather take a long road instead of taking risks. The strange sounds in the abyss still attract people’s attention, like the call of death. If they are attracted to the past, they are afraid that it may be possible. Being taken into the abyss, beyond the tribulation.
They changed directions, walked a long distance, and came to another area. Ye Futian's divine thoughts covered a very vast area, and they were looking for the relics of the great emperor as they moved forward.
The tomb of the gods may be the battlefield of the gods, left over from the battle of the gods, the relics here will be unprecedented.
"Sword intent!" At this moment, Ye Futian spoke. He sensed a sword intent, and then walked in one direction. Other strong men followed closely behind and followed Ye Futian.
Before long, several mountain peaks appeared on this barren land. This area was enveloped by an extremely powerful sword intent, as if it were a sword domain. When you approached here, you can feel it. Upon reaching a strong kendo coercion, it seemed to have stepped into the realm of swords.
Many of these mountain peaks were split apart, but they were not destroyed. If you look closely, you will find that there are a series of sword marks in the middle of the mountain peaks. These sword marks are extremely clean, but the mountain did not destroy them, leaving only amazing swords. meaning.
On the highest mountain, there is a broken sword. The broken sword has been stained with dust. After countless years of wind and frost, it looks like a plain broken sword inserted there, but Ye Futian clearly perceives there. , Is the root of the sword domain.
"The sword intent that has not dissipated for countless years seems to be eternal and immortal." Ye Futian whispered, the sword intent of the great emperor will naturally not decay.
They approached this mountain area one after another, Ye Futian walked in the forefront, feeling a strong pressure on him, the strong behind him was not as relaxed as Ye Futian, Chen Tianzun and Hua Jieyu were okay, and the others were in a difficult situation. Row.
"This broken sword should have been left by the emperor, and the sword intent here is also the sword intent left by the emperor. You can understand your practice here and see if you have a chance to get this broken sword." Ye Futian said, "However, Don't force it, if you can't bear the sword intent inside, just withdraw."
This time, a lot of them came, the tomb of the gods appeared, and the core powerhouses of the Purple Star Territory came here, not only the powerhouses who crossed the robbery, but also many top figures of the emperor.
Here, you can borrow it for practice.
"Yes." Everyone nodded, and then some people realized it on the spot, and some continued to move forward, approaching the broken sword.
Ye Futian also continued to move forward. As he got closer to Broken Sword, his sword intent became stronger and stronger. This sword intent was extremely pure, and it was the purest sword intent Ye Futian had ever felt so far, as if it were kendo itself.
This extremely pure kendo seems to have the power to destroy everything and destroy all the avenues, even if the sword is broken, the sword will remain the same.
Ye Futian stood there, closed his eyes, and realized that it was relatively early for them to set foot on the tomb of the gods. There are only a few great emperors who are about the same time as them. The top powers of other worlds need to learn from each other. The large space channel came, so I didn't meet other practitioners.
However, seeing the scene on this ancient continent, a broken sword is a relic. If possible, he hopes to seize the opportunity this time, so that the core figures of the Ziwei Imperial Palace will be like the emperor. Baptism, in the future, will have the opportunity to move forward.
After all, many people are still subject to talent checks and balances, and if they are baptized by the emperor's will, some transformation can occur.
Closing his eyes, Ye Futian felt relieved. Soon, he felt the horrible sword intent everywhere, and even the pressure he was under increased, as if the stronger his perception of sword intent, the pressure would respond accordingly. Is more powerful.
At this moment, Ye Futian suddenly felt that Broken Sword had life. In his perception, at the top of the mountain, it seemed that it was no longer a Broken Sword there, but a person, sitting quietly. That seems to be an eternal existence.
Even in that powerful and pure sword intent, Ye Futian felt a summoning power, as if that sword was waiting for someone to wake up.
"Sword Soul?"
Ye Futian's heart trembled. This sword may have bred his own sword soul, taking the form of the master of the sword and becoming a spirit body. If this is the case, this sword can even be cast into the sword soul of a cultivator.
However, great risks need to be taken.
Ye Futian now has a strong cultivation base, and many great powers are perfect. He doesn't want to take risks. Even if he incorporates the Soul of Sword, it will not be stronger than the Soul of Life he owns.
However, this meaning of swordsmanship can be felt, and it can make his sword intent more pure.
Of course, many people behind him are good at kendo, so they can practice here for a period of time. The Tomb of the Gods must have many opportunities. What he needs to do is to grasp everything that can be grasped.
Gu Dongliu, Ye Wuchen, Lihen Sword Master, and Yaya all practice kendo, and, except for Gu Dongliu Dujue, the other three are also the top cultivation bases of the emperor. Now they have the opportunity to feel here. Naturally, you can't miss it.
Even if a person who does not practice kendo, perceives the sword intent of the great emperor, there will still be no harm.
In a quiet space, a group of people practice quietly, there is no sound, and the powerful sword intent envelopes everyone. Time passes unconsciously. While they are practicing here, practitioners from various worlds have successively set foot on it. This ancient land, moreover, is endless.
This time, the powerhouses of all the worlds, but all came from the open channel.
However, this is not necessarily the time of luck. As the number of people on this continent continues to increase, some alien beasts begin to rampage, and many practitioners die under the alien beasts without getting anything.
But there are also super-powerful existences that can deal with alien beasts, and even punish them. They are all top figures in the world.
Finally, someone else came here, and after feeling the sword intent, someone moved forward, wanting to feel the sword intent.
But at this time, Tie Blind, Fang Cun and his son, and a few more people walked to different directions and directly blocked this space. As the protectors of the Ziwei Emperor's Palace, they naturally had to stand up at this time.
These cultivators from other worlds had never seen Ye Futian and the others, but from the breath of them, they all felt a ray of threat and did not dare to act rashly.
However, the number of people gathered has increased, and some people said: "In the land of relics, anyone who comes can practice. What do you mean?"
"This is already ours, you can change to another place," Fang Cun said.
"Humph." Someone snorted coldly. It was a powerful man from the dark world. A terrifying meaning of death appeared on his body, and he shrouded Fang Cun and others. His pupils were like the pupils of death, looking forward. , Turned into a field.
But at this moment, a figure stood in front of him, and also had a pair of terrifying eyes staring at him. Those were extra eyes, the eyes of reincarnation.
In an instant, many illusions appeared in the opponent's mind, and a magic weapon spear appeared in his extra hand, his figure flashed, his body disappeared from the place, and the spear slammed straight towards the opponent, as fast as lightning.
With this shot, countless gun shadows and countless phantoms appeared in front of the opponent's eyes, deep in it, the eye of reincarnation, the gun of reincarnation.
"Puff..." a clear sound came out, and the magic weapon spear penetrated directly above the opponent's body. A terrifying existence from the dark world had no time to release its powerful power and died on the spot.
"Wonderful." Fang Cun praised. They seldom fight against others. Last time they had a fight in the Shangqing Domain Lord's Mansion, and there was no opponent. Among the four Sifang Village disciples of Ye Futian, the superfluous practice was the purest.
With one blow, it demonstrated a powerful combat power, which made Chen Tianzun and others couldn't help but marvel at it.
The rest of the strong were deterred by this shot, and no one stepped forward.
"Who would dare to get involved in the Purple Star Territory, and kill without mercy?" Fang Cun said coldly, making the hearts of the powerful people tremble. Although they have not seen them, how could they have never heard of the Purple Star Territory.
A group of silhouettes turned around and left, very simply, and they all left soon, showing how strong the deterrent power of the Purple Star Territory is now.
Fang Cun and the others turned their heads and saw a figure walking towards the broken sword on the top of the mountain. His pace was slow but extremely firm, and he walked over there step by step.
"Wuchen." Ye Futian looked at the figure, and it was Ye Wuchen. He walked in the void, step by step to the front of Broken Sword on the top of the mountain, and was still moving forward.
Gu Dongliu and Lihen Sword Master also walked a few steps forward, looking over there with some worry.
"Let him try." Ye Futian said in a low voice, seeing that Ye Wuchen had already walked to Broken Sword, every step was extremely difficult, everyone was staring there.
Ye Wuchen stretched out his hand and held Broken Sword. In an instant, a terrifying sword intent raged on his body. He screamed, but the sword intent in his body resonated with Broken Sword. At the same time, His sword soul appeared, as if there was his phantom, as if the soul was separated from the body, and went towards the broken sword.
Seeing this scene, Ye Futian's expression was stiff, this lunatic actually responded to Broken Sword's call!