Mu Qianxi felt very surprised, "Why is there no need for assessment on the seventh level?"
She was ready to accept a super difficult test, but she didn't expect it to be so easy?
"Yes! Because you have passed the assessment."
"Why?"
But the weapon spirit of Wanjian Tower began to lie, "You will know this. Why don't you go up and take a look first?"
Mu Qianxi said to Gu Baiyi: "Xiaobai, let's go!"
The seventh floor of Wanjian Tower is a transparent space.
Stepping on it was like stepping on transparent glass. Looking down, she realized that Wanjian Tower was so high.
From the top of Wanjian Tower, you can overlook the entire lower city of Yancheng.
The lower city is extremely quiet, with the smell of still earth.
Qi Ling said: "The lower city of Yancheng is also called the Buried Sword City. The upper city is a place for humans to live, but the lower city is a place for spiritual weapons and weapon spirits to live."
"What do I need to do to become the master of Yancheng? Is there a contract?"
"The stone pillar at the core of Wanjian Tower is its core. As long as you find the right sword at the core and drip it with your blood, you can complete the contract. There are ninety-nine thousand swords on the stone pillar. You
But choose carefully and don’t make the wrong choice!”
Mu Qianxi walked towards the stone pillar at the core of the Wanjian Tower. There were indeed many swords carved on it, in various shapes.
When Mu Qianxi scanned all the swords, her eyes were attracted by one of them.
Mu Qianxi whispered: "Yanlong!"
It looked like the Flame Dragon Sword. It had been with her for so long, and she recognized it at a glance. Even though the various swords around it were dazzling.
Gu Baiyi also noticed that sword. Isn't this sword Xi'er's sword?
For some unknown reason, she is not using it now, but he knows very well which sword is the most suitable for Xi'er.
When Mu Qianxi said these two words, the little guy hidden in Mu Qianxi's sleeves came to life, and a humanized expression of shock flashed across his pair of watery blood-red eyes.
Seeing the Yanlong Sword, Mu Qianxi cut her finger without hesitation, and the blood dripped on the tip of the Yanlong Sword.
Qi Ling said: "The contract has been completed and I have met the master."
"As expected!" Mu Qianxi whispered.
How could these tens of thousands of swords compare to the Flame Dragon Soul-killing Sword? Master Yan would naturally choose it.
Mu Qianxi said: "Wan Jian, I want to see the situation in Yancheng, and I want to find someone."
"yes!"
In the blink of an eye, patterns appeared on the transparent glass around the seventh floor. What she showed was the situation in various places in Yancheng.
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Master Yan is really amazing. He actually created such a comprehensive monitor."
"The master's future achievements will not be lower than those of the previous master."
Many of the places shown around are deserted.
Finally, a place appeared. In that place, there were at least a thousand people.
Mu Qianxi said in a deep voice: "This is it."
When the screen zoomed in, Mu Qianxi saw a few familiar people, including her second uncle and Feng Yunxiu.
They were rushing to a place. Mu Qianxi looked to the side. As the Lord of Yan City, she naturally knew Yan City very well.
Mu Qianxi said in a deep voice: "The place they are going to is the Sword Burial Altar."
"What is there in the Sword Burial Altar that is worthy of all of them rushing there?" Mu Qianxi asked.
Wan Jian Qi Ling said: "Nothing? There are just some spiritual weapons that failed to be refined by the previous owner. The truly successful works are all in Wan Jian Tower. I don't know why these humans rushed there?"
Mu Qianxi said: "Keep reading and you will find out."
The entire six-story wall of the wide Wanjian Tower displays everything that happened in the Sword Burial Altar at a 360-degree angle, which is more realistic than a 3D movie.
A large number of people rushed to the Sword Burial Altar one after another, where there were countless swords stuck on the stone slabs of the Ten Thousand Sword Altar.
Even though these are Master Yan's failed works, they still have considerable value. This is not what makes their hearts move. What makes their hearts move is the sword at the core of the Ten Thousand Swords Altar.
It was wrapped in balls of flames, but it exuded an aura that would make thousands of years surrender.
The terrifying flames made everyone feel like their souls were about to be burned to ashes and extinguished.
They saw such a powerful sword, and some people exclaimed: "This is the eternal sword, the Flame Dragon Soul-killing Sword!"
"definitely is!"
The sword body was hidden in the flames, and they couldn't see the shape clearly. But with such power, besides the Eternal Sword, could there be any other swords?
Suddenly, countless piercing sounds were heard, and many people rushed towards the sword crazily.
A sharp light flashed in Bai Wuhai's eyes, "This eternal sword is beyond our control in Dongji Palace. If you don't let it go, then the master of this palace will never show mercy!"
The flames were so scorching that their eyes became hot, and their greedy hearts were beyond control.
"Eternal artifacts can be obtained by those who are destined to get them! Although you in Dongji Temple are strong, you may not be the ones destined for them. We will not let go!"
"Yes! We won't let go!"
In normal times, Bai Wuhai could still be a deterrent, but now that they saw the Eternal Sword, they went completely crazy.
As long as they get the Eternal Sword, do they still need to be afraid of Dongji Palace?
At this time, the Great Elder of Beihan Palace also gave an order, "Zero! I want you to do your best to snatch the Eternal Sword. Anyone who dares to compete with us will be killed directly!"
In addition to the scorching flames, I also felt the overwhelming killing intent affecting everyone.
Ling frowned slightly, thinking of what Xi'er said, and he knew that the appearance of this sword was definitely unusual.
However, if he disobeys the Great Elder's order, he will probably be killed directly by the Great Elder, so he has to take action!
"Boom!" As they fought, fought, and scrambled, the Sword Burial Altar was filled with a vast aura of killing.
This murderous spirit infected them, making them fight more and more inhumanely.
Blood was scattered everywhere in Wanjian Altar, and the situation was very tragic.
Looking at the sword wrapped in flames, Mu Qianxi said in a low voice: "This sword is definitely not the Sword of Eternity. Why did Master Yan put such a sword there?"
The weapon spirit replied: "No! The master has never forged a sword with such a terrifying killing power. Even if the master wanted to, it would be impossible to forge it. How could it appear here?"
Mu Qianxi said: "That's what Sword Soul did! He is indeed here, deliberately releasing bait for everyone to fight. That guy is really evil!"
Mu Qianxi looked at the dark red figure nervously. Although the second uncle had to obey the orders of the elder, he knew how to avoid danger and did not rush towards the fake sword. But Feng Yunxiu, Feng Yunxiu...
