It rains continuously, and its drizzle floats in the Sword God Mountain Range.
A slender and tall figure stood on the treetops, and underneath it were corpses on the ground.
Among these corpses were humans and monsters. No matter what, this place was like a hell on earth, shocking.
The drizzle was falling, and the rainwater passed through the figure so lightly, it was an afterimage.
Holding the sword, a white figure floated in the Sword God Mountain Range, its sword light brought out blood.
At this moment, a cluster of Suzaku fire appeared in vain in the sky, a ripple formed in the space, and immediately, the figure of the fire unicorn spread out.
Looking at the white figure, Huo Qilin sighed slightly: "Seven consecutive days of killing, maybe this is the only way to release the inner anger and resentment towards myself!"
After getting along for several years, Huo Qilin dared not say that he fully understood Ye Chen, but he could still understand Ye Chen.
Because his own lack of strength caused all this, Huo Qilin shook his head slightly.
The killing is still going on, just like the rain that has been falling for several days has never stopped.
Tick tock! Tick tock! The sun shines through the clouds, and the rising sun, which has not been seen for several days, emerges, and a long rainbow stretches across the sky.
The sword fell, and blood dripped down the Qilin Sword. Ye Chen's feet did not touch the ground, so he floated quietly in the void.
Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the sky that was gradually clearing up and murmured softly: "It's clearing up!"
Seven days ago, Ye Chen took Shi Feixuan and left the Sword God Mountain Range. However, after settling Shi Feixuan, Ye Chen returned to the Sword God Mountain Range again.
And this killing started seven days ago. Whether it was a monster or a disciple of the Sword God Sect, the fate of meeting Ye Chen was death.
At this moment, the breath of Ye Chen's whole body was completely integrated into the heaven and earth, and a little white energy was flowing in his fingertips.
Raising his right hand slightly, Ye Chen pointed it forward at will, and the silver flames floated up. In just an instant, several miles around became a sea of silver flames, and the corpses on the ground were turned into ashes again.
Seeing this, Huo Qilin looked at the silver flame in Ye Chen's hand with some fear, and murmured softly: "This is the hun martial realm. This kid's growth rate is completely beyond my expectation!"
As if aware of Fire Qilin's muttering, Ye Chen raised his head, and a shocking sword intent burst out from Ye Chen's body, breaking through the space above, and a twisted space crack emerged.
"Hun Wu Realm!" A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. He obtained the Hun Wu, but he paid a huge price!
"Zhiyun!" Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but darken, he turned around and his eyes fell on the horizon, where there seemed to be a beautiful figure dancing a sword.
"Nowadays, the family disputes are becoming more and more intense, and the situation of the Ye family is not optimistic!" The figure of Fire Qilin appeared next to Ye Chen.
Hearing this, Ye Chen did not say anything, but looked in the direction of Sword God Peak and said lightly: "I know, but before that, I have to go to Sword God Gate!"
"Are you going to kill Yue Jingxian and others?" Hearing this, Huo Qilin's face changed slightly.
Shaking his head slightly, Ye Chen put the Qilin Sword into the Qilin Ring, turned around, looked at the Fire Qilin and said: "Although I have broken through to the Hunwu, I am by no means the enemy of Yue Feng!"
"Isn't it stupid to lose your life because of your blindness?" After saying this, a trace of self-deprecation appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.
If I didn't believe so blindly in my own strength, how could it have led to the results of that day?
Although you cannot be blind, you must firmly believe in your own strength. Ye Chen's face was indifferent and he said calmly: "Go and see a person, a sword, and a piano!"
Having said this, Ye Chen's body turned into a stream of light and flew towards the direction of the Sword God.
"Qin, sword?" Huo Qilin sighed slightly: "It's that Nizi!"
After saying that, the figure of the fire unicorn also turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the unicorn ring on Ye Chen's right hand.
Several days of continuous drizzle washed the woods on the Five Peaks of the Sword God. The leaves were washed crystal clear and the earthy air floated in the mountain stream.
Behind the Five Sword God Peaks is a relatively flat hillside. Although this hillside is flat, its area is huge and continuous.
There are densely packed stone monuments standing on this hillside, like a forest of stone monuments.
Looking up from the void, there are green grass, fragrant flowers, and lush green branches and leaves. They are swaying gently with the breeze, and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves is colorful and loud.
However, if you look closely, you will see that the tombstones here are like a forest. The tombstones are scattered all over the dense forest like stars in the sky. Weeds are growing around the gray stone monuments. The tall tombstones stand out in the sunset and are particularly eye-catching.
There is a sword standing around all the tombstones. The traces of time have made the sword rusty, but it cannot hide the shocking sword intention in the sword.
Within a few miles, this place is the destination for most of the ordinary Sword God Sect disciples. Disciples from Xiyue Peak, Sword God Peak, Star Peak, and Chaoyang Peak are all buried here. It can be said that countless warriors and countless swords are buried here.
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A wave of space appeared in the void, and a figure emerged. The aura of this figure was completely integrated into the world.
"Her aura is right here!" the figure murmured softly, and this figure turned out to be Ye Chen.
Stepping forward, Ye Chen fell to the ground, stepping on the soil washed away by the rain.
Ye Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the largest stone tablet in the center. On the stone tablet was carved the words "Sword Tomb" with dancing dragons and phoenixes.
Next to these stone tablets is a sword inserted horizontally. These swords are undoubtedly the swords of their original owners, and they were buried here with their owners.
The surroundings were lifeless, and Ye Chen could clearly feel the sadness coming from the swords around him.
As a sword, when a person is alive, the sword is also there; when a person dies, the sword is dusty.
The dusty swords and silent stone tablets constitute the sword tomb.
Ye Chen's eyes were slightly closed, and his spiritual power spread out, covering the sword tomb. Suddenly, his expression was slightly startled.
With both feet on the ground, Ye Chen took a few steps forward and jumped up to a treetop in vain. Under the treetops, there were two brand-new tombstones, with some writings carved on the two tombstones.
What surprised Ye Chen was the handwriting on the tombstone, which was Li Shiyue, Sui Feng!
On the tombstone on the right, Ye Chen felt a familiar aura, which belonged to Li Shiyue. A sword and guqin fell next to the tombstone.
Ye Chen did not go down immediately, but still stood on the treetops, because there was a scent that Ye Chen was familiar with below.
A girl with braids was surprisingly quiet.
The girl who lost her parents in the Battle of the Sword Gods, An Jing is still wearing a white dress today and holding two bouquets of pear blossoms in her hands.
Bend down, Anjing placed two bouquets of pear flowers in front of the tombstone. There were some dead flowers beside the tombstone. Obviously, Anjing had been here for the past few days.
"Peak Master, Jingjing came to see you, are you and Uncle Shiyue okay in heaven?" Jingjing murmured softly.
Immediately, Jing Jing kept talking to himself, recounting the sadness of practicing over the past few days and the interesting things in life.
Ye Chen did not interrupt, and stood quietly on the treetop.
It wasn't until half an hour later that Anjing stood up, bowed to the tombstone, and said: "Peak Master, Uncle Shiyue, Anjing will go back to take care of grandpa first, and I'll see you tomorrow!"
Turning around, An Jing carried the huge stone sword on his back and was about to walk towards Luoxia Peak. However, at this moment, he raised his head for some reason and happened to see Ye Chen on the treetops, with a look of astonishment flashing across his face.
Feeling An Jing's gaze, Ye Chen smiled slightly. This was Ye Chen's first smile in several days.
"Disciple Anjing of Luoxia Peak has met his senior brother!" Anjing made a sword salute to Ye Chen awkwardly, because Ye Chen's current appearance was definitely not Sui Feng's, which was why Anjing couldn't recognize Ye Chen.
Seeing this, Ye Chen's smile grew thicker at the corner of his mouth, he nodded slightly and said, "Well! Jing Jing, your cultivation has improved a lot!"
Hearing this, Jingjing looked at Ye Chen strangely, shook his head and said, "Senior brother, you are joking, Jingjing still needs to work hard!"
After a pause, he said quietly: "Senior brother, are you also here to visit the Peak Master?"
"Yeah!" Ye Chen responded softly, raising his fingertips slightly, and a stream of light shot out in vain, turning out to be a cluster of silver flames.
As Ye Chen moved his fingertips, the silver flame continued to change, and finally turned into a stream of light and submerged into An Jing's eyebrows, and a flame mark emerged from the center of An Jing's eyebrows.
Jing Jing only saw a flash of light, and then his forehead felt a little hot.
"Then I won't disturb senior brother, and I'll go back and take care of grandpa first!" For some reason, Anjing always felt familiar with the person in front of him.
Hearing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly and waved his hand. Seeing this, Anjing no longer delayed, carried the stone sword on his back, walked towards the path, and finally disappeared in the quiet path.!.