The white bones formed a huge gate to the sword tomb, and endless evil aura filled the bones.
Looking at the door of the Bone Sword Tomb just a few feet away, everyone looked a little solemn.
Stepping forward, Ye Chenyun walked towards the door of the Sword Tomb calmly. His Moon God mark was filled with a faint silver light. This silver light combined with the aura echoing from the door of the Sword Tomb.
Click! The void shattered in vain, endless sword energy surged, and the sword energy condensed to form ninety-nine steps, starting at Ye Chen's feet and ending at the door of the sword tomb.
Bang! Ye Chen took a step forward and stepped onto the steps.
Huo Qilin and others were about to take a step forward, but as soon as they took a step, his figure appeared strangely below the high platform.
Looking at the tombstones standing all around, Huo Qilin Sword frowned slightly, raised his head, and looked at the door of the Sword Tomb above the high platform, "It's weird, the sword tomb is surrounded by void sword paths. If we make the slightest move, we will be reported out of the high platform."
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Following Huo Qilin, Mu Chen, Fatty Xiao and others also appeared one after another and left the high platform.
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao closed his eyes slightly, and his powerful soul power rolled out wildly. In his perception, the space around the door of the Sword Tomb seemed to become a world of its own.
What surprised Fatty Xiao the most was that Ye Chen's aura actually overlapped with the world and was indistinguishable from each other.
More than ninety pairs of eyes were cast into the void, and a thought emerged in everyone's mind: "Can't these void sword formations affect the emperor?"
Squinting his eyes slightly, Ye Chen also noticed the strangeness in the surrounding space. He rubbed the Moon God's mark between his eyebrows and murmured: "It seems that this seventh-level sword tomb is specially prepared for the New Moon God. In addition to having the Moon God,
No one with the mark can step into it."
With his eyes slightly lowered, Ye Chen met everyone's gaze and chuckled: "It seems that I am the only one allowed to enter this seventh-level sword tomb. Don't worry, my current strength is enough to handle everything!"
"No problem!" Sensing the worry in Qianchuan Xue's eyes, Ye Chen shook his head.
"Just wait here for a while!" After saying that, Ye Chen stepped onto the steps again, until he reached the ninety-nine steps.
There was blood and snow, and the white bones were stained with blood. They stepped on the corpses. The sound of rattling could be heard endlessly.
Ye Chen took a deep breath and stepped into it without hesitation. The six sword corpses rose up in vain and shot straight at the door of the sword tomb.
The Six-Path Sword Corpse contained a trace of Ye Chen's soul and blood essence, so its aura was very similar to Ye Chen's. Those void sword arrays did not stop the Six-Path Sword Corpse's progress, just for a moment. The Six-Path Sword Corpse also disappeared through the gate of the Sword Tomb.
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The bloody snow fell, and the breath of Ye Chen and the sword corpse completely dissipated in the sixth level of the sword tomb.
"The Fourth Generation arranged the seventh floor of the sword tomb for Ye Chen's sake, so there shouldn't be much danger for this kid entering it!" Huo Qilin shrank his legs and sat cross-legged, suspended in mid-air.
"I hope so!" Fatty Xiao murmured. Looking at the door of the sword tomb made of white bones, Fatty Xiao always felt astonished. There was a very familiar existence on the seventh floor of the sword tomb.
The seventh floor of the sword tomb was completely silent, except for the sound of the cold wind blowing over the corpses.
The white bones drowned Ye Chen's sight, and Ye Chen looked around with vigilance. At a glance, everything looked pale.
Bone powder was flying like snowflakes! Ye Chen frowned slightly. The sharp wind blew out around him, dispersing the powder around him.
Even so, looking from a distance, the surrounding scene is a bit hazy.
Ye Chen stood there for a long time, and his strong soul power spread out. However, the death intention surging in the void blocked Ye Chen's soul and suppressed it into his body.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the gray sky. In the vast white world, life sometimes crossed the sky like a rainbow, rushing in a certain direction.
"Vitality, the vitality of the entire sword tomb was introduced into the seventh level of the sword tomb through the five sarcophagi!" Ye Chen murmured, his eyes revealing contemplation.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Chen raised his feet and walked in the direction of the surge of life, always vigilant and not making any noise.
The six sword corpses were like shadows, following behind Ye Chen.
With his breath completely restrained, Ye Chen cautiously approached forward, until a moment later, Ye Chen's figure suddenly stopped, his eyes like lightning, falling on the skeleton a hundred meters away.
A sword monument made entirely of corpses stands among the white bones, looking extremely eye-catching.
The snowflakes were flying around the bone sword monument. At this moment of surprise, Ye Chen found a figure sitting on the skeleton sword monument. The vitality in the entire sword tomb surged onto the skeleton sword monument.
Finally merged into the shadow.
A creeping chill came over him, and Ye Chen squinted his eyes slightly. At this moment, he could not detect the aura of this phantom. If he closed his eyes, Ye Chen would not even be able to detect the existence of this phantom.
At this moment, Ye Chen did not deliberately restrain his aura. He knew that the moment he stepped into the area of 100 feet, the figure would notice his presence.
Dressed in white, as indifferent as snow. Looking at this figure, Ye Chen felt in a trance, as if this figure did not exist in this time and space, but came from ancient times.
The inexplicable vicissitudes of life permeate the air, and the white bones, the sword monument, and the figure in white become an eternal picture!
Phew! A bright sword rainbow flashed through the snow, and almost at the same time, Ye Chen's figure immediately stepped back.
Phew! The sword rainbow broke through the void and appeared at Ye Chen's original position. If Ye Chen stopped for a moment, this sword rainbow would be enough to pierce his neck.
Ding! The clear sword chant echoed, and the Qilin Sword quietly appeared in Ye Chen's hand. His eyes were like lightning, looking straight at the figure. This sword made Ye Chen feel inexplicably familiar, especially the charm contained in it.
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The sword rainbow that broke through the void did not stop, but still shot forward, arriving in front of Ye Chen in an instant.
With chills in his eyes, the other party's successive attacks had already touched Ye Chen's bottom line. He raised the Qilin Sword and Ye Chen thrust out with the sword.
Clang! Breaking through the sword rainbow, it was revealed to be an ordinary iron sword.
At the same time, the white-clothed figure sitting on the sword monument stood up in vain, and the fluctuations of life gradually emerged from his lifeless body.
Under the snow, this figure in white is extremely eye-catching. He is a young man who has not experienced sunlight for a long time. His face has a sickly pale color, and combined with his thin figure, he looks a bit frail.
"Not bad!" The young man's tone seemed a bit old-fashioned, and before he finished speaking, the young man's figure disappeared.
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly shrank when the biting cold came, and the Qilin Sword in his hand was raised again, turning into a rainbow that penetrated the void in front of him.
Click! A broken sound sounded, and a slender figure emerged from the turbulent space, and it was a young man.
There was an inexplicable smile on his pale face, and his slender right hand reached out from his clothes. The young man just happened to hold the sword that was shot out earlier, and at this moment, a melodious sword chant echoed among the white bones.
It resounded with an inexplicable vicissitude, "The sword intention, willpower, and physical strength are all good, the new Moon God!"
The world trembled in vain. Ye Chen sheathed his sword and retreated suddenly. The void around him was actually imprisoned at the moment when the young man held the sword, and the young man was the master of this world.
"This person knows that I am the fifth-generation Moon God. The most important thing is that this person can see my sword intention and will. This person must not be an illusion of the sword formation, but a real existence!" Ye Chen's eyes changed uncertainly.
The terrifying martial arts will condensed on the body and broke out, forming a huge martial arts sword shadow.
The shadow of the martial arts sword had just condensed, and as Ye Chen retreated, it penetrated and attempted to tear apart the confinement of the void.
Bang bang! The sound of the shattering void was heard endlessly, but for just a moment, the void around Ye Chen and the young man turned into a turbulent ocean of space.
Stopping, the young man had a smile on his lips, looking at Ye Chen who was retreating, but did not draw his sword again: "The eyesight and reaction power far exceed those of the so-called strong men, not bad!"
This was the third time the young man praised Ye Chen, but his voice was still a bit old-fashioned.
Hearing this, Ye Chenjian frowned deeper. Although the space was broken, the feeling of being imprisoned still did not dissipate. Although the young man stood there, he dominated the void within a thousand radius.
"The martial arts field dominates everything, but the fluctuations in the field are not in front of us, but more like the fluctuations of magical powers!"
"Who is this person?" Ye Chen stopped, six sword corpses gathered around him, and eleven martial arts wills gathered together. At this moment, Ye Chen's momentum surged.
"Regardless of the martial arts field or supernatural powers, I will tear them apart with my will!" Ye Chen murmured, raising the hanging Qilin Sword again and drawing out the sword.
The world fell into endless darkness in vain, and its extremely bright sword light emerged in the darkness, with a total of eleven sword lights.
Eleven sword shadows merged into a sword pillar that reached the sky, and suddenly swung down towards the young man.
At the moment when the eleven wills condensed on Ye Chen, there was finally a change in the eyes of the young man Gujing Wubo: "It's interesting that he can completely control these ten swords!"
The sword pillar reaching the sky continued to enlarge in the young man's eyes, until the moment it was about to touch the young man, the young man said in vain: "Master of a hundred feet, I will rule within a hundred feet, for five generations!"!~!
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