"The death energy at the hilt is in sharp contrast to the vitality below. I have been to this place before!" Ye Shaohan whispered as he took a step forward.
This giant sword seemed to have some incredible power, and a feeling of despair and depression filled the hearts of Ye Shaohan, Zhang Ming and others.
Under the infection of this despair, the expressions of Zhang Ming, Xiao Fatty, Xiao Luoxue, Qing Jue and others all changed slightly. What kind of despair is this? It has been hovering in the sky for a long time.
"Maybe I understand this kind of despair!" Zhang Ming whispered. When he lost Li Zishan, his heart was broken and he was left with only despair.
"The despair of facing the person you love is gradually dying, but you are powerless!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly, and Yue Luoxia's voice appeared in front of his eyes again.
The snow grew heavier in vain, and the whole world was dyed into a vast expanse of white.
But the snow still couldn't cover up the giant sword that reached the sky and the overbearing and terrifying sword intent.
His mind moved slightly, and the inexplicable emotion once again filled Ye Shaohan's heart, a kind of calling.
"This sword is calling me!" Ye Shaohan took a step forward again, his sword intention permeating his body. Ye Shaohan's breath suddenly resonated with the giant sword, and a crisp sword chant was in vain on the giant sword.
Floating above.
Ding ding! The four pieces of the Moon Goddess Jade in the Kirin Necklace were vibrating crazily. If not for the existence of the Kirin Necklace, these four Moon Goddess Jade would have burst out of the sky long ago.
"Gather the Moon God, open the sword tomb! Gather the four Moon God jade, open the sword tomb!" Standing in the wind and snow, Ye Shaohan could feel the pressure from behind getting more and more terrifying.
"It seems they can't help but show up!" Fatty Xiao whispered as he could also feel the pressure from behind.
"Because the Sword Tomb is about to be opened!" Ye Shaohan's eyes still showed no panic, but a look of calm: "From the beginning, they regarded me as a chess piece to collect the Moon Goddess Jade, but they didn't know that it wasn't just they who wanted to
I want to open the sword tomb, and I do the same! To a certain extent, my purpose is the same as theirs!" At this point, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly, and the scene of the fourth generation burying the ice sword once again appeared in his eyes, "The burial place
, vitality still exists!”
Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the ghost sculpture carved on the hilt of the sword, where the four sword intentions faintly flowed out, which were the sword intentions of several generations of moon gods.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan looked at Zhang Ming, Fatty Xiao, Xiao Luoxue and others behind him, and said in a deep voice: "If the sword tomb is opened, do you want to stay here or enter the sword tomb!"
"Of course you have to enter. This sword tomb can attract such attention from the three major halls and major sects. There must be major opportunities in the sword tomb!" Fatty Xiao said with a chuckle.
Zhang Ming didn't say anything, but just took a step forward. The same was true for Xiao Luoxue, and Qing Jue and others showed determination in their eyes.
Along the way, Qing Jue and others were silent and practicing crazily. After experiencing the battle a few months ago, Qing Jue and others realized that they were the guardians of the fifth generation, but their cultivation was so weak.
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"The Sword Tomb of Opportunities exists!" Qing Jue took a step forward without any hesitation.
The group of people all chose to enter the sword tomb. Ye Shaohan turned around, looked at the ice sword again, and whispered: "Opportunities always coexist with dangers. No one knows what is in the sword tomb!"
"If you enter the Sword Tomb, you must always be vigilant!" After saying that, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes again. He was not in a hurry to take out the Moon God Pendant, but was waiting for the arrival of those people.
The snow dyed Ye Shaohan's long hair white. Ye Shaohan still closed his eyes, practicing, comprehending and inferring magical powers.
It wasn't until dusk that the sharp sound of breaking wind sounded again from the sky and the earth.
Snowflakes were flying, and the Prince of the Moon Goddess came on the snow, followed closely by Luo Rui and some elders of the Moon Goddess Temple and members of the princelings.
Terrifying pressure filled the air, and the surrounding snowflakes stood still in vain. The prince raised his head and whispered: "Snowflakes are really beautiful, and only snowflakes are the purest existence in the world, aren't they?"
Holding the snowflake between his slender fingers, the prince walked slowly towards the giant sword, his eyes fell on the slightly thin figure, and he smiled faintly: "Fifth generation, we meet again!"
The surrounding flying snow flew around the prince in vain, and the wind blew by, picking up the fallen petals on the ground.
Clamping the petal, the prince smiled slightly and pointed with his sword. The petal immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Ye Shaohan. It was just a petal. Wherever it passed, the space was torn apart in vain.
Space ripples filled the air, tearing the void apart! At the moment when the petals were about to touch Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, looked at the petals lightly, raised his long and slender sword finger, and moved forward lightly.
Click on it and land on the petals.
Ding! Like the explosion of metal clashing, the petals gradually turned into nothingness.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked along the broken space, his eyes fell on the prince, and he said lightly: "Some people have not arrived yet!"
Hearing this, the prince smiled faintly and closed his eyes as well, but there was a hint of evil smile at the corner of his mouth, "Interesting, only the fifth generation has such courage!"
The previous petal seemed soft, but there was a trace of the prince's martial arts will incorporated into it. Seeing Ye Shaohan's understatement of the martial arts will, Luo Rui knew that the fifth generation was stronger than a month ago.
"Compared to the Holy Son, his strength is even more unfathomable!" Ye Shaohan closed his eyes and ignored the prince and others a hundred meters away.
A few breaths later, several more sharp sounds of breaking wind resounded, and Murong Yu appeared above the ice field with several disciples of the Sword Temple, looking indifferently at Ye Shaohan and the prince below.
Murong Yuruo glanced at Ye Shaohan meaningfully, then walked aside and closed his eyes as well.
Following Murong Yu, more and more first-class sect leaders and elders arrived. These people all looked at Ye Shaohan, and just like Murong Yu did before, walked aside and closed their eyes.
More and more Spirit Emperor realm warriors gathered on this vast ice field. Even though these people deliberately restrained their auras, a terrifying coercion still came out, hovering over the ice field.
Qing Jue and others all had solemn expressions on their faces, and they all used their spiritual energy to resist this inexplicable pressure.
However, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, glanced at those people faintly, and said secretly: "The auras exuded by these people are not much different from those of the Holy Son. The Spirit Emperor Realm is worthy of being called a strong person in the Spirit Saint Realm!"
The snow was still falling, and as there were more and more people, ripples appeared in the surrounding space. Ye Shaohan still stood quietly in the wind and snow, never making a sound.
Xuan Wuye came with the elders of the Moon Temple, and space turbulence emerged under their feet. Xuan Wuye glanced at the prince thoughtfully, with a complex look in his eyes, "Even I am your chess game."
The winning piece?"
"Heaven and earth are chess pieces, and the common people are chess pieces! Who are you? No matter how talented you are, you will never be able to achieve your current achievements!" Xuan Wuye withdrew his gaze and stood aside quietly.
Bang bang! Huang Pu, the master of the Martial Arts Temple, walked out of the endless void with his pride, followed closely by several elders of the Martial Arts Temple.
The people of the Martial Temple have a strong smell of blood on their bodies, but in this world filled with fragrance, the smell of blood on their bodies is also dissipated.
Huangpu and Jiaozi stood up together, closed their eyes one after another, and said nothing. Among the three halls, only the Martial Hall was the most special. The legends and hall masters of the other two halls did not stand together.
The three major halls gathered together, and many first-class sects rushed there. Logically speaking, all the people who had to wait were here, but Ye Shaohan still did not open his eyes and continued to practice.
Perhaps Ye Shaohan is the only one who can practice like no one else under the pressure of hundreds of Spirit Emperor realm warriors.
The three palace masters had a tacit understanding and did not speak, but their eyes fell on Ye Shaohan one after another. The pressure contained in their eyes was enough to reverse the void around Ye Shaohan.
Feeling this majestic pressure, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes and glanced at the three palace masters lightly, "Some people haven't arrived yet!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes again. Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three palace masters changed slightly, and suddenly, an invisible wave spread in the void.
Several hazy shadows emerged in vain in the void. Loose black robes shrouded the figures of these people in darkness, making it difficult to see their true appearance.
The aura of these people was no stranger to Ye Shaohan, the aura of a mysterious force.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan still looked at these men in black with calm eyes. These people were all powerful in the Spiritual Emperor realm.
Bang bang! Several more sharp breaking wind sounds resounded in the sky. Hearing this breaking wind sound, Ye Shaohan knew before he even raised his eyes that someone was coming from the Jade Emperor Palace.
Five middle-aged men wearing golden military robes came through the air with swords, and their bodies were also filled with terrifying aura.
Gazing across the five middle-aged men, Ye Shaohan took a few steps forward, walking towards the huge ice sword step by step.
Ye Shaohan stepped out, and with every step he took, the ice field beneath him shook.
Endless death energy appeared in vain on the hundred-foot ice sword, which seemed to come from hell, with a cold and biting atmosphere.
Ye Shaohan glanced at the whole place, and he knew that now was the time to open the sword tomb.
A generation of Moon God Pendant appeared in vain in Ye Shaohan's hand, a generation of sword intent filled the air, and in an instant, the crisp sound of the sword resounded in vain.
The clear sound of sword chants was heard in the sky above the entire tens of thousands of feet of ice. This sound was so majestic that it reached the ears of all the warriors and reverberated like thunder.
Ye Shaohan's eyes fell on the hilt of the sword. A terrifying will surged out from the hilt. Under the pressure of this will, the surrounding warriors took a step back.
"What was buried in the sword tomb that has been buried for thousands of years will be revealed. Everything will be revealed!" Ye Shaohan whispered, and the image of the four-generation sealed sword tomb emerged in his eyes.