Wushan Cave Palace, the core area of the sword formation.
The Xiaoyun Sect and his team, from the elders of the sect to many elite disciples, were still fighting fiercely and tensely.
The nine purple stone sculptures around the altar are shockingly powerful, and each one has a perfect cultivation level in the shadow realm. The nine purple stone sculptures, combined with them, are enough to burst out with terrifying strength close to half a step of Tianpo.
Fortunately, these are dead objects, and they do not have real intelligence and do not master the sword of the domineering sword, otherwise there would be no possibility of being broken.
But even so, except for Ouyang Hao, the elders of Xiaoyun Sect suffered from various injuries. Some unlucky people have already lost their fortunes and died here in vain.
After paying a lot of costs, the nine purple stone sculptures were finally killed. Only the last one was left, and they were still fighting stubbornly, fighting to the death to resist Xiaoyun Sect and his party approaching the altar.
"Can you stop it?"
Ouyang Hao, one of the seven shows of Tianling, is extremely arrogant at this moment, with an excited expression in his eyes.
The stone sculptures guarded alone are so terrifying. The stone box in the altar really dares not imagine what kind of treasure it contains. Once you get it, it will be a huge opportunity that will be enough to re-rank Tianling Qixiu.
hey-hey.
Ouyang Hao sneered in his heart, thinking about this kind of secret treasure, if it could be refined on the spot, maybe he would be able to swallow the terrifying thing that the senior brother and Chen Ziyu were fighting for in the core area.
At that time, let alone Tianling Qixiu, he will be enough to dominate Tianling City alone.
Then he gained great reputation in Leizhou. If he thought further, he might not have a chance to reach the top twenty in the feast of the dragons.
If you think about it carefully, it is not an exaggeration.
Many times in the world of martial arts, it is so magical, you can have no talent, no understanding, but you must have adventures. As long as the adventure is big enough, an ordinary person can emerge like a comet, and Gaia's entire peers will shine brightly, and the world will be
Zongheng.
"Hurry up and smash the stone sculpture hard for me. I want him to crush his bones and ashes!"
His eyes fell on the last stone sculpture, and a cold look flashed in Ouyang Hao's eyes, and he didn't know that it was the plan set by the old guy.
What do you say? Let him go alone and be able to survive before he can get the opportunity here.
If you can't break through, you will die.
How could he accept such a test? He immediately decided to break through. But he didn't expect that these nine dead objects were so difficult to deal with. They fought for nearly half a day, and they paid dozens of casualties to let him see the dawn.
"The Sword Sect's dead ghosts are really bastards. They are dead and they will even cheat the younger generation."
Ouyang Hao looked ferocious and cursed indignantly, with disresatisfaction in his words.
Kick!
Being surrounded by several elders who had perfect Yin-Yang realm, the last stone sculpture gradually disappeared, and cracks appeared in the body.
"die!"
A cold light flashed in Ouyang Hao's eyes, turned into a red light, and he stabbed the spear in his hand hard.
Bang!
A blood-colored light bloomed like a flower at the tip of its gun. The moment the flower bloomed, the stone sculpture was immediately blown into countless pieces.
boom!
Before the fragments could be stirred out, Ouyang Hao's body was filled with another terrible momentum, shaking all the fragments into powder without exception.
Such thunderous methods made the other elders beside him frightened.
After a while, a strange color flashed in the elder's eyes and he said in surprise: "Nephew Ouyang, have you practiced the Xiaoyun Art to the seventh level?"
The Xiaoyun Sect’s martial arts technique, only the core disciples can practice it. There are nine levels in total. The three levels are one Kan, the first three levels of true essence are white, the middle three levels of true essence is purple, and the last three levels of red. According to legend,
There is also the strongest tenth level, which can evolve the three-color true essence.
With one shot, the white light, purple rainbow, and blood light lingered, with boundless momentum, which could easily break through the sky.
However, this kind of peerless genius has not appeared for many years.
Although Ouyang Hao's gun just now was a shocking glance, the sharp edge of the gun was as bright as blood, which clearly marked that he had been promoted to the seventh level long ago.
The seventh level
Is it?
Ouyang Hao sneered in his heart and nodded slightly, without denying it. He looked at the altar, where the flames were burning, and there was half a stone box in the flames.
His eyes suddenly became extremely hot, and the air inside the core of the sword formation seemed particularly solemn.
Everyone's hearts were beating wildly, and they were curious about what awesome treasure the stone box in the altar would have.
"At least a treasure comparable to the Star Bead."
"Impossible, look at this altar and this sword formation... it will be the place where Star Lord sits and transforms. The secret realm of the Sword Sect, many Star Lords died in the wild and did not receive such heavy treatment at all."
"Maybe there is a seventh-grade spiritual pill hidden!"
"It may also be a magic sword that surpasses treasures, or a heavenly-level sword technique."
"Hmph, I see a elixir of elixir. It is refined with the fire of the altar for thousands of years, waiting for its birth today."
"Senior Brother Ouyang, this time I really encountered a great fortune."
A group of disciples from Xiaoyun Sect were extremely envious and talked about it, and were curious about what the altar stone box was.
Many elders had their eyes flashing with light, and they were also extremely jealous. Although they were elders, Ouyang Hao was too strong and his strength was even stronger than them.
There must be no good fortune here.
Ouyang Hao listened to all kinds of discussions, felt proud, but his face tried hard to pretend to be calm, and said lightly: "Let's take action."
After the words came, the five elders of Xiaoyun Sect each took a palm and fell on the altar. They wanted to shake the stone box down directly.
Suddenly, a dull sound broke out, and five palm lights seemed to hit the mountain made of metal. The altar trembled and produced terrifying sound waves.
Buzz!
As the sound waves fluctuated, eager eyes fell on the stone box, but the stone box was not shaken down, and it rose half apart.
The stone box, which was originally half a foot, grew to a full foot.
"this……"
Everyone was shocked and seemed quite surprised. This was a stone box? Why did it look like a stone cabinet?
"continue."
Ouyang Hao's face remained unchanged and shouted in a deep voice.
Buzz!
As the flames burned in the altar, the stone box stretched out several inches, growing a lot taller like bamboo.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Under the constant bombardment, the "stone box" grew taller and taller. When it was finally shocked, a terrifying cold air swept out, and everyone was shocked and retreated one after another.
Where is the stone box standing among the flames of the altar? It is clearly an ancient sarcophagus, cold and cold.
"Is it a coffin?"
"What's going on..."
Many people showed confusion in their eyes, and Ouyang Hao, who was in charge, also became shocked and suspicious.
"This... is it a corpse above a star king?"
But then many elders of Xiaoyun Sect couldn't help but shout, their voices trembling a little.
Above the Star Lord?
Nowadays, the Star Lords of the Ancient Region of Nanhua have become legends, and the Star Lords are even more misty, and they can be said to be mythical existence. Not to mention seeing them, there are very few mentions.
But thinking about it, it is not impossible.
Back then, the Sword Sect was extremely glorious, and many Star Lords died in battle on the ruins. You can imagine that Star Lord is not a legend. In other words, the Star Lord’s position within the Sword Sect is not as high as everyone imagined.
After the death of Star Lord, there may not be such a large formation, and a sword formation is needed to protect it.
If this is true, then this opportunity would be a bit terrible. Any burial objects on him would be enough to shock the Southern Region.
Even if he is not a powerful man above the Star Lord, the dead man in the sarcophagus is also a very extraordinary Star Lord.
After all, there are also differences in star lords.
If you can be treated like this after death, your status in the Sword Sect must be very high during your lifetime.
"Yes or not, you can tell by looking at it."
Ouyang Hao's eyes flashed, but he could no longer feel at ease.
He spent so long and lost dozens of disciples of the sect, which was already unpredictable.
Amid the screams of everyone, Ouyang Hao's true energy surged, and blood clouds filled the rest of his body. The breath became unfathomable, like a peak rising from the ground, instantly suppressing the altar on the altar.
.
boom!
When he stepped onto the edge of the altar, he could clearly see that the altar kept shaking. It is conceivable how terrible his current momentum was. Just falling down at will, causing terrible movements.
The blazing flames in the altar rushed towards him regardless of so much.
"spread."
Ouyang Hao slapped out with a palm, and the palm wind raged, extinguishing the flames in an instant.
"Ouyang, I'd better respect my seniors."
"Yes, be cautious, be cautious."
Seeing that he had no respect at all, he neither respected nor was solemn, he was careless and wanted to lift the coffin board, and several elders immediately spoke.
"Haha, just a dead ghost. If you have the ability, you'll kill me long ago."
Ouyang Hao was one of the seven-star Tianling showies. He was extremely conceited. He showed disdain and sneered a few times. He raised his hand and lifted the coffin board.
rock!
Two coffin boards fell to the ground, making a heavy sound, making people feel nervous after a sudden slap.
"It's a teenager..."
"No, it is rumored that martial arts practiced to a profound level is enough to return to old age and child. Even if you die, your skin will be as good as jade, and will not be melted for thousands of years or even for thousands of years."
"It feels like I'm still alive, it's really scary."
"Senior Brother Ouyang, I really got a big opportunity this time."
Ouyang Hao stood in front of the coffin, making people unable to see clearly and could only glimpse half of his face. But just this half of his face was shocking and shocking.
The half-face exposed was as fair as jade, with a rosy complexion, and it was impossible to tell that he was a dead person at all.
These are very similar to the bodies of some powerful people in the legend, which makes people frightened and shocked.
"Why do I feel familiar?"
There were also disciples with puzzled eyes and muttered in a low voice. But they quickly shook their heads and said intimidatingly that it was impossible.
Compared with the shock of everyone below, Ouyang Hao, who stood on the altar and opened the coffin at close range, felt a little furrowed in his heart.
Before, he was not afraid of heaven or earth, he was arrogant and extremely arrogant.
Now he is really a little cowardly, it is so weird. The dead body in front of him is simply unremarkable. He closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, not like a dead person at all.
But it is really hard to see so many fellow disciples.
Finally, Ouyang Hao mustered up his courage, stretched out his hand tremblingly, patted the other person's face twice, and then shrank back like lightning.
Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "A dead body is pretending to be a ghost, who should I scare you!"
call out!
But as soon as he finished speaking, the person in the sarcophagus suddenly opened his eyes and shot out two cold rays of light.
Ouyang Hao was stunned immediately, his face was pale, his body was stiff, and his heart was beating wildly, so scared that he was almost dead.
"Fore...Fore...Senior..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yun raised his hand and slapped him in the face like a thunderous thunder.
Bang!
The slap was like thunder on the ground, crisp and loud, trembling in everyone's ears, making people terrified and stunned.
Puchi!
Ouyang Hao was blown away, and a mouthful of blood was spit out, half of his cheeks were swollen like a pig's head. After he landed on the ground, he knelt on the ground with a thump and buried his head on the ground.
"Young man deserves to die. I'll disturb you from sleeping forever. Please forgive me."
This begging for mercy immediately spread the fear, and the entire Xiaoyun Sect all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
On the altar, Lin Yun's mouth in the sarcophagus twitched, as if he was having a big time playing.