The snowflakes were fluttering, and two figures in white were looming in the wind and snow.
The Lonely Emperor stood up and looked at the two figures with a somewhat bitter expression, "I originally thought I could sincerely bless you, but when I actually face them, I still can't be as casual as I imagined!"
"I still overestimated myself, but the only thing I can be sure of is that after losing you, I will be very lonely!" The Lonely Emperor held the sword in his hand tightly, and then let go.
Smiling indifferently, the Lonely Emperor stood in the wind and snow, letting the fluttering snowflakes dye his long hair as black as night.
The clothes were as white as frost, and Mu Chen's long hair was originally white. There was a rare smile in his eyes as he looked at Ye Chen and Qian Chuanxue.
There was a gust of cold wind. Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed the wine bottle and pointed at the ice road covered with white snow next to him, and chuckled: "Tell me, if you and I walked down that ice road, would we be able to walk down the ice road?"
Are you growing old?"
"You're all old?" Qian Chuanxue looked startled, his eyes fell on the ice road far away, and what he saw was the dancing snow catkins, "It will be dyed white!"
"I really don't know how to be charming!" Ye Chen muttered, grabbed the wine bottle and continued to take a long sip.
Hearing this, Qianchuan Xue rolled her eyes at Ye Chen unamusedly. When did this guy know how to speak romantic words?
In Qianchuan Xue's view, the most charming thing this guy did was dye the ice road red.
The tranquility after a killing always makes people peaceful. Qianchuan Xue closed her eyes slightly and let the snowflakes fall on her body, enjoying the baptism of the wind and snow.
When the wine entered the mouth, its slightly bitter taste spread and lingered in Ye Chen's mouth. Ye Chen tilted his head and looked at Qianchuan Xue's beautiful face.
The hanging black hair blocked the side of Qianchuan Xue's face, but it couldn't hide her snow-like temperament, which was unattractive to the world.
The wind blew and picked up the hanging black hair. The black hair was floating. Ye Chen could clearly see the perfect arc at the corner of Qianchuan Xue's mouth, revealing a confident and reserved grace.
Qianchuan Xue, who had her eyes slightly closed, turned her head in vain, and opened her beautiful eyes. A smile quietly flashed past, and she looked straight at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen immediately turned his head and continued to look at the dark sky absentmindedly, drinking alone.
A smile appeared at the corner of Qianchuan Xue's mouth. She had noticed the guy next to her peeking at her before.
Qian Chuanxue's smile fell into Ye Chen's eyes, which made Ye Chen annoyed for a while, and he muttered in his heart: "Why do I feel guilty? There is no need to feel guilty when looking at my own woman!"
Thinking of this, Ye Chen turned his head again. He stared at Qianchuan Xue's face that could subvert the world, and said without saying, "Would you like a few sips of hometown wine!"
The light smell of wine filled the air, and Qianchuan Xue took the wine bottle from Ye Chen's hand. The smell of wine lingered on the tip of her nose.
Encouraged by Ye Chen's gaze, Qianchuan Xue grabbed the wine bottle and took a sip. Its slightly bitter taste filled her mouth.
Qianchuan Xue handed the jug to Ye Chen. She just caught a glimpse of the smile on Ye Chen's lips, and suddenly realized something. This guy also drank from this jug before. Isn't this an indirect kiss?
Qianchuan Xue rolled her eyes at Ye Chen angrily, lowered her head deeply, her weak shoulders trembled slightly, this guy!
With a casual smile, Ye Chen took the jug, not minding that Qianchuan Xue had touched the jug before, and continued to drink. The sound of the wine could be heard clearly and reached Qian Chuanxue's ears.
The snowflakes were flying, and Ye Chen chuckled with a smile. He found that he had a bad taste and liked to tease Qianchuan Xue.
During his time in Lonely City, he did this kind of thing a lot.
After a while, most of the minor injuries on everyone's body were recovered, and their strong true energy circulated in everyone's body, and space ripples emerged one after another.
Putting away the wine bottle, Ye Chen turned around, looked around, and said: "Let's get going!"
Bang bang! Waves of powerful aura emerged. Although the Sword Tomb was extremely terrifying, its terror did not frighten everyone. Instead, it aroused everyone's inner fighting spirit.
Looking up, Ye Chen looked at the illusory door hanging high in the sky. His figure looked slightly silent. He took a step forward, and his figure immediately shot out: "Let's go!"
Whoosh! Dozens of sword lights soared into the sky, and were eventually swallowed up by the Illusion Gate without causing any ripples.
The dead frozen insect tomb immediately collapsed, turning into turbulent space flow, and finally became invisible and dissipated.
Stepping into the second level of the sword tomb, the shocking murderous aura rushed towards you, followed closely by the aura of vicissitudes of life.
Under the gray sky is a dark black mountain range. The mountains are undulating. Unknown tombstones stand on the undulating peaks, and the breath of death permeates them.
Each of these tombstones has a sword inserted horizontally, and a terrifying murderous aura is permeating these swords. It is obvious that these swords are stained with the blood of countless creatures, so that they are filled with murderous aura.
Looking up from a distance, this is a complete cemetery, where swordsmen are buried and swords are buried as well.
As soon as they stepped into this place, a depressing atmosphere hovered in everyone's hearts.
Ye Chen stood at the top, his eyes falling far away on the tombstones standing in the distance. The tombstone seemed to have been standing for a long time, and the lines carved on it were blown away by the wind.
However, Ye Chen felt a trace of fluctuation on his tombstone, a trace of aura. This aura contained the Sword God Sect's skills.
"Those buried in these tombs are disciples of the Sword God Sect!" Ye Chen's heart sank slightly, and his soul power spread out like a tide, covering an area of more than ten feet in radius. These fluctuations were almost the same.
The mountain wind rolled up the withered yellow weeds, and the weeds tried to bury the standing sword and fell on it. A crisp sword chant sounded. This was just the beginning. This sword chant drove a series of waves.
A high tide of sword chanting.
The sounds of these converging swords echoed across the nine heavens, causing ripples in space.
Xianxu and others immediately became alert, their eyes scanning back and forth on the surrounding graves.
"Alas!" Ye Chen sighed slightly, but he heard an inexplicable sadness in the sound of sword chants. The sword was there, but the swordsman was not. This was such a loneliness.
The powerful men who were once all-powerful have now turned into a wisp of loess and been buried here forever. The only thing that accompanies them is the sword of the past.
Qing Jue, Feng Ge and others also noticed the difference in those graves, and a lonely look appeared between their eyebrows. Buried here were the seniors of the Sword God Sect, those who held swords, threw their heads, and shed their blood to protect the Martial God Continent.
Under the astonished gazes of Lonely Emperor and others, Qing Jue, Han Jian and others suddenly bowed to the densely packed sword tomb in front of them as disciples.
Xianxu and Xianluo also realized the specialness of these tombs, and together with the seven warriors inside Xianluo, regardless of the so-called arrogance of martial arts warriors, they also bowed.
Seeing this, Lonely Emperor and others became more and more confused. Who is buried in these tombs?
"Hundreds of years of loneliness, a moment of brilliance, and a long time. Who has ever remembered it!" Ye Chen murmured, and the four inheritance objects in his Qilin Ring shook slightly. The members of the four ancient tribes were also buried here.
tribesmen.
A depressing atmosphere filled the air, and he was the first to speak sadly: "Who is buried here?"
"Some ancestors!" Ye Chen said lightly. His tone was calm: "The second level of the sword tomb, the immortal sword tomb!"
He raised his sword finger. Ye Chen pointed to the long ancient road and the numerous tombs and said, "Follow this ancient road, and there will be a sword pillar about three thousand meters away!"
"Just like the Frozen Insect Tomb, there are also several sword pillars in the Immortal Sword Tomb. The difference is that there are only three sword pillars here!" The aura given by the life and death dragons was extremely detailed. Ye Chen pondered for a moment and continued.
: "There is no Zerg here, but there is a group of swordsmen who have lost their minds. Perhaps these warriors were once all-powerful warriors, but they were buried here after all, and finally crawled out of the graves and wandered in the Immortal Sword Tomb! These warriors
Their strength is extremely terrifying, comparable to half-step martial arts, and there are even more warriors who are comparable to the martial arts realm. These warriors are also called those who bear the sword. Although they have lost their will, their martial arts skills have become the instinct of their bodies!"
Having said this, Ye Chen's right hand poked out from his sleeve, and its silver flame danced on his fingertips, flowing like water, and finally transformed into a shadow, which was the pattern of the entire Immortal Sword Tomb.
Seeing this, the eyes of Lonely Emperor and others changed a bit. The biggest reason why they were able to break through the Frozen Insect Tomb so easily was that they had detailed information to formulate strategies. This shows the importance of information.
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But Shanquan never expected that the emperor, who had never stepped into the Sword Tomb, would actually have the layout of the Immortal Sword Tomb.
The flames of reincarnation were roaring, and the mountain roads, peaks and rocks were clearly visible. Ye Chen pointed to a blood-red place, "This is the blood pool, and the sword pillar stands in the blood pool!"
"Beside the blood pool, there are nearly a hundred sword bearers, eight of whom are as strong as the martial arts realm!"
"Although these swordsmen can still use the sword style in front of them, the sword of a swordsman who has lost his mind is no longer a sword!" Ye Chen said calmly, trying to explain it as clearly as possible.
"In addition, one thing worth noting is that these sword bearers must kill them in the blood pool, otherwise they will not be killed!" Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, his breath completely restrained, and with the help of his
Ye Chen's super sense ability allowed him to feel the existence of a blood pool and the overwhelming blood evil energy contained in the blood pool. This blood pool was always absorbing the murderous energy flowing on the swords next to the tombstone, so this gathering
Such a terrifying blood-evil spirit.
"Can't they be killed?" Xianxu Jian raised his eyebrows slightly. What kind of concept is this? Could it be that if their heads were cut off, these sword-markers could still survive?
"Even if the bombing breaks into pieces, according to the rules of the Immortal Sword Tomb, these sword-bearing ones will appear again!" Ye Chen reminded: "So when you kill the sword-bearing ones, the most critical thing is to be in the blood pool.
Kill it!"
"So everyone, how to lead the Sword Master into the blood pool is also a skill!" As Ye Chen finished speaking, the flames of reincarnation began to stir again, forming a miniature version of the pattern, with a sword pillar reaching the sky standing on it.
Below it is a blood pool more than a hundred feet wide. Wild grass grows wildly around it, and scattered tombstones are scattered. Ye Chen opened his eyes and pointed at the tombstone, "Although there is no terrifying sword formation in the Immortal Sword Tomb
, but there are also potential dangers. Among the surrounding graves, some corpses have become sword bearers. Once these sword bearers are alerted, they will crawl out of the graves!" Saying this, Ye Chen sighed slightly.
, looking at the tombs standing in the distance with a complicated expression. The ancestors of the Sword God Sect are buried in these tombs.
And these sword bearers are also the ancestors of the Sword God Sect. These were once all-powerful men, but they have become today's sword bearers who have lost their will.
"Why on earth are you willing to become the sword bearer even if you die!" As Ye Chen's sword finger changed, the flames of reincarnation rose up again, transforming into a new layout, with a ruined palace on it.
, broken wall accumulation.
Its four stone pillars are extremely prominent. In the ruined palace, a sword pillar of more than a hundred feet stands on it.
Ye Chen pointed to the surrounding stone pillars and said in a deep voice: "These four sword pillars form a sword array. Therefore, if we want to enter the palace and destroy the sword pillars, the first step is to destroy the sword array!"
Ye Chen then introduced some more issues, trying to explain the required details as clearly as possible, and even listed some assumptions.
Xian Luo had to admit that Ye Chen was extremely rigorous when doing things, which could be seen from his handling of details.
There was silence, and everyone was immersed in Ye Chen's introduction. Some frowned, and some looked thoughtful.
Ye Chen continued to stare at the tombs around him, focusing on the swords, especially the murderous aura flowing on them.
"I don't know if it will work, but you can try it!" Ye Chen whispered, closing his eyes, and his soul power rolled out wildly, covering an area of more than a hundred feet. He could clearly feel the wisps of murderous aura, which was extremely bone-piercing.
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After everyone got used to the environment of the Immortal Sword Tomb, Ye Chen turned around and said: "Life and Death Dragon, this time you will lead the team first and lead everyone to destroy the first sword pillar!"
"I will lead the team?" Life and Death Dragon looked stunned. He did not expect that Ye Chen would hand over the leadership of the team to him?
Shanquan, Xianluo and others all raised their eyebrows slightly, wondering what this guy was going to do.
"Yes!" Ye Chen said calmly: "After destroying the sword pillar, wait for me by the blood pool for a while!"
"You really want me to lead the team?" Seeing Ye Chen's serious expression, the life and death dragon chuckled and said, "Grandma, old dragon, I have long wanted to command these humble humans!"
"Let's go! Everyone move, let me, old dragon, destroy that bullshit sword pillar!" The life and death dragon was in high spirits, sweeping away the previous depression.
After the previous incident of the Frozen Insect Tomb, no matter it was Xianluo, Shanquan or the others, they no longer resisted Ye Chen's words. However, a few people still felt that something was wrong with letting the dragon of life and death lead the team.
"Won't Wu Dai go?" Xianxu asked slightly confused.
"I'll be there in a moment!" After saying that, Ye Chen closed his eyes and said no more words.
The dragons of life and death kept urging everyone to leave. Although Xianluo and others were unwilling, they still got up.
Mu Chen and Qian Chuanxue also stood up, following most of them. At the same time, Ye Chen also sent out the Heavenly Dao and the Hungry Ghost Dao to protect Qian Chuanxue's safety, leaving only the Hell Dao and the Human Dao.
It wasn't until everyone's figures disappeared that Ye Chen opened his eyes, looked at the tombs around him, and murmured: "The success or failure of the supernatural killing body lies in this Immortal Sword Tomb. I hope you won't let me down!" (..)