When the monks of the Kalpa heard this, they looked at the fourth anti-yuan stone sword carrying, and their faces became strange.

I saw a line of small words below the indestructible sword:

"The first sword cultivator in Tiannan has come here"

It seems that it is being carved by someone, with sharp fingers like a sword, and it feels tense and hidden but not released.

"What's going on... It seems that there was no such word before..."

"Could it be... what were the inner sect elders who came to test just now?"

"Impossible, Deputy Taoist Master Xiong once said that although his anti-yuan stone sword has no attack power, it is indestructible and comparable to an immortal weapon!"

"Who did this?"

"I remember everything. This matter is rotten in my stomach, so I just pretend that I didn't see it. If Deputy Taoist Master Xiong knows about it, we will not be able to take care of it!"

"That's natural!"

"Yes, yes, absolutely not to say."

"By the way, you said Tiannan...what is this place?"

"It's probably a small place in a corner..."

Amid the sound of getting lower and lower, this line of monks in the Jiedan stage carried the fourth anti-yuan stone sword and walked out of the square in the afterglow of the sunset.

...

Xiong Shan, Elder Moxie and Han Li, did not fly far away, but landed directly at the foot of the back mountain of Tianjian Peak, standing in the void in front of a golden mountain wall.

His sleeves shook, and four golden sword energy suddenly flew out of his sleeves, and they coiled into a certain part of the mountain wall ahead.

At first, the mountain wall did not change at all, just like the golden sword energy that had entered the sea. But the next moment, the surface of the mountain wall was bright, and countless dazzling golden runes jumped out from the surface of the mountain wall. After intertwining and entangling in the air, it formed a somewhat strange pattern, like a formation diagram of a sword formation.

In the place where the golden light shrouded, the mountain walls gradually turned translucent.

"Haha, it turns out that this is the entrance to Brother Xiong's famous Tianjian Tomb. Today is really eye-opening." Elder Moxie smiled when he saw this.

Xiong Shan's face was solemn, and he did not respond to Elder Moxie. The sound of spells kept coming, his sleeves were dancing, and golden sword energy flew out from it, sinking into the array map, making it clearer.

"Tianjian Tomb..."

Han Li looked at the array map that appeared in front of him curiously. Through this map, he seemed to see a black corridor faintly emerging on the mountain wall.

However, Qi Liang, including Zhu Feng and others around him, had a little excitement in his eyes.

"Brother Qi, what's wrong?" Han Li asked in a voice.

"Brother Li has not been in this sect for a long time, so I don't know that the Tianjian Tomb is normal... Deputy Taoist Master Xiongshan is a famous sword tycoon in the sect. It is said that he has collected countless famous swords. This Tianjian Tomb is the place where he hides his swords and is very famous in the sect. However, this place is extremely mysterious, and there are almost few people who have seen it in the sect... I didn't expect that he would take us to the Tianjian Tomb today. It seems that he wanted to sacrifice and refine his magic weapon in it." Qi Liang said in a voice transmission.

"Oh, so that's it." Han Li nodded thoughtfully, and was also aroused a little interest.

At this time, Xiongshan's spell casting had reached its final stage. The golden light on the mountain wall became brighter and brighter, gradually turning from transparent to a thick layer of golden light curtain, and countless prohibition runes flashed on it.

Several muffled sounds!

Seven sags appeared on the golden light curtain, forming a circle.

The sound of spells in Xiongshankou suddenly stopped, and with one hand, seven balls of white light flew out, but they were seven and a half moon-shaped golden talisman-shaped objects.

He made a little trick, and seven golden talismans flew out, embedded in the sunken place on the light curtain, tightly fitting.

Buzz!

Countless runes spewed out of the golden light curtain, gradually becoming thinner. It took a quarter of an hour before the light curtain completely disappeared.

A black corridor appeared, and the black hole was unknown where it led, and the spiritual consciousness could not detect it. It was obviously imposing some mysterious isolation prohibition.

"Let's go!" Xiong Shandang walked in first.

Elder Moxie stepped in without saying a word, and Han Li and others followed closely behind.

After everyone stepped into the corridor, a golden light flowed on the mountain wall, and the entrance of the corridor turned into a mountain wall again.

The black corridor is not short, and it takes a quarter of an hour to reach the end. At the end is a huge blue stone door with countless runes engraved on it, which looks extremely ancient.

Xiong Shan waved his hand and took out a token from his waist and shook it gently towards the blue stone door. A blue light appeared on the surface of the stone door, as if he had woken up after a long sleep.

After all the green light was twisted, it gradually condensed into a more complex array diagram than the mountain wall outside.

Immediately afterwards, Xiong Shan raised his hand and, with the sound of breaking through the air, nine small blue swords flew out one by one, piercing into nine places in the stone gate.

The array diagram on the blue stone gate flashed wildly for a while and gradually faded away.

Squeak!

The huge stone door slowly opened!

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly shone out from inside.

The light was too sudden, and everyone outside the door, including Elder Moxie, subconsciously closed their eyes, their bodies were shrouded in the dazzling light, and their bodies disappeared out of thin air in the corridor.

When Han Li opened his eyes again, he felt a whistling sound of wind suddenly coming from his ears, as if countless sword intents filled this world, and at this moment, he was attacking them head-on with an extremely sharp aura.

After he calmed down, he glanced around. He saw a green and green color everywhere, and in front of him was a vast grassland with a radiance of thousands of miles.

On the grassland, green tombs in the shape of steamed buns were bulging everywhere, and on each tomb, there was a flying sword inserted, with a number of more than a thousand handles.

Between these dense tombs, there are ten huge black stone pillars scattered everywhere, each with a distance of hundreds of miles. The entire Tianjian Tomb grassland is vaguely divided into ten areas with this as the core.

In these areas, there are three teams of monks stationed, each team with a Mahayana monk as the leader, leading another nine fusion stage monks, totaling 300.

Han Li's eyes swept across the grassland in front of him and saw the layout here. He was surprised on his face, but in fact he was shocked.

Among these tomb flying swords, some are as thin as willow leaves, some are as wide as palace doors, some are as cold as the body of the sword, and they freeze dozens of feet of grass around them into ice edges, some are still burning with raging flames, and a hundred feet of scorched earth...

The sword bodies swung slightly, making trembling sounds. The amazing sword energy rushed straight to the bullfighting, cutting all the white clouds above the sky into pieces of fine clouds, making it impossible for them to condense into shape.

There were even some flying swords in it that trembled violently from time to time, making harsh friction sounds, and they wanted to pull them out of the tomb. At this time, the monks stationed nearby would pinch magic tricks and jointly suppress them.

Unfortunately, there were too many flying swords on the grassland. When they pressed the gourd, they started to rise again. As soon as they were suppressed, the flying swords struggled again and even flew up, which seemed quite lively.

However, these monks seemed to have been used to this kind of thing, and they handled it in an orderly manner without any sign of panic.

No matter which one of these unruly flying swords is enough to make a monk in the fusion stage or even the Mahayana stage to exchange for it. Some of the higher-quality flying swords among them are even more jealous when they see them.

When these flying swords gather together and present them to the world, no matter how calm the mind is, people cannot help but be shocked, because this is no longer something that can be done simply by relying on strong financial resources.

Without exception, all of these true immortal cultivators are cultivators who use flying swords as their natal objects. Each of them is proficient in sword control. So when they see this scene, their shock is even more intense.

Seeing this, Zhu Feng's eyes changed again and again. He with difficulty, he took his eyes back to Xiongshan with admiration and exclaimed:

"I have heard that Master Xiong's Heavenly Sword Tomb is extraordinary. I have received my first meeting today. I realized that the past rumors are not only not exaggerated, but some of them are not finished. I am afraid that no one in our entire Zhulong Taoist Taoist can surpass Master Xiong's right. It is really amazing and amazing..."

His words were somewhat flattering, but everyone present did not feel harsh in their ears, because they thought so in their hearts, but they just didn't say it out loud.

"Nothing. This is also collected by me for tens of thousands of years of searching around and working hard. It is not easy to be able to integrate the thousand,080 flying swords needed for today's sword formation..." Xiong Shan waved his hand and said, but a hint of complacent flashed in his eyes.

Han Li didn't care about these things at this moment, and his eyes were fixed on the northwest of the Tianjian Tomb Grassland.

Because in the area there, a blue flying sword was inserted on top of the seventy-two round tombs, and the sword body kept trembling, and thin golden arcs ejected from all over their bodies, as if trying to break free from the tomb.

These seventy-two green flying swords are not other things, but the real name of the flying sword "Qingzhu Fengyun Sword" that Han Li was looking for!

At this moment, these flying swords seemed to sense Han Li's existence, and their struggle became more and more intense, and the electric lights around them were shining brighter and brighter, and they were about to explode completely.

Seeing this, Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, and his thoughts changed sharply.

Of course, he wanted to get his flying sword back immediately, but it was naturally impossible to ask Xiong Shan for advice. And forcing the flying sword to escape with his own strength was even more desperate.

These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. Almost the next moment, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart and directly cut off the soul connection with the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword.

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