Qingshan Yuandai, in the distance, many people are walking in one after another, Chen Fan climbed to a slope, looked down, Pang Yuan was beside Chen Fan, Chen Fan groaned slightly.

Pang Yuan couldn't help but say, "Mr. Mo, what's wrong?"

"It's not a small pattern here. Chen Fan said in shock, this will be whispered.

"What pattern is not small?" Pang Yuan next to him was stunned for a moment, a little unclear So, Chen Fan shook his head, without explanation, Chen Fan looked at it with his own eyesight, the mountains here are stacked on top of each other, and it is clear that someone has deliberately arranged them, with mountains as the source and water as the pattern!

The trend of mountains and rivers is the horns of each other, and there are very few people who can do this kind of means.

"Moving mountains and reclamation of the sea, such a big stroke, ordinary Xuanying monks can't do it. Chen Fan was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but say in his heart, looking at it like this, Chen Fan felt a little shocked, this scene is not small, and some of it exceeded Chen Fan's expectations.

It's not just monks in the Baodan realm? But in this small world, are there even people in the Xuanying realm, or even people in the realm above Xuanying? Chen Fan stopped slightly.

This is also the momentum of this piece of mountains and rivers for too long, and the power of heaven and earth under this cloth has gradually dimmed, which will almost dissipate, otherwise with the momentum of this piece of mountains and rivers, it will not be a problem to trap these people in the world for thousands of years.

Even if you ask the old sect master of the Sword Sect to break through, you will definitely be able to return in vain!

After all, what a powerful arrangement!

"Nothing. Chen Fan shook his head, "Let's go." It's just that Chen Fan is already full of solemnity for this line.

"It's just ahead. After trekking for a long time, Pang Yuan reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead, panting, this place is already quite deep into this mountain range, and this is also thanks to the failure of this mountain trend.

Otherwise, even if a person goes here for a year, he will not be able to touch the door of this mausoleum.

Pointing to the front not far away, Pang Yuan said, last time he was here and found this ruin, but in the end he couldn't get in, because at the door of this ruin, there was still a force that had not completely decayed and blocked.

"Hmm. Chen Fan nodded, and had already followed this finger and saw a mountain in the distance, which had been cut from the middle and cut into a boxy altar, in the right direction, surrounded by lofty mountains, on the "altar", it was quiet and terrifying.

Such a great place is hidden in the depths of this mountain, and it has not been discovered for so many years.

"Let's go, let's see. Chen Fan said in a deep voice, for so many years, Chen Fan really hasn't discovered this place, and he hasn't had it in his memory. Following Pang Yuan to this approach, the ruins have been opened, the prohibition has disappeared, and many people have already entered.

At the mouth of this ruin, there stands a huge stone stele, on which is engraved a line of words, "I, always stand on the sword hill......

Just such a line of words, standing at this door, seems to be showing to those who come after.

Many people passed by here, just glanced at it in a hurry, and immediately went in, but Chen Fan, standing in front of this stone tablet and looking at this line of words, his eyes gradually became a little more distracted, this handwriting is full of sword energy, this is the owner of this ancient tomb, once used his two fingers, carved on this stone tablet, in one go!

These words reveal the deep understanding of the sword of the owner of this stone tablet! Ordinary people can't see it at all!

In front of this stone stele, Chen Fan froze his footsteps and stopped moving, just tilted his head and looked at this stone stele with a confused expression, Chen Fan was not in a hurry about the things in this ancient tomb, it could not be anything too precious.

On the contrary, on this stone stele, a trace of kendo sword intent can be figured out.

Chen Fan turned a blind eye to the people who came in and out next to him, so he raised his head and looked at this stone tablet fixedly, many people from the ancient martial arts family saw this scene, first confused, then followed Chen Fan and looked at it twice, and finally sneered, no one cared about it, and they all went in.

"Mr. Mo?" Seeing that Chen Fan was not moving, Pang Yuan next to him suddenly became anxious.

But Chen Fan didn't realize it......

In fact, at this moment, Chen Fan's whole person seemed to be settled, and his pupils gradually dilated, and his pupils became blank, and the whole person did not move at all.

Chen Fan's spiritual world has been completely pulled into this stone stele!

In his sleeves, Chen Fan's body trembled hard, and sweat fell like rain on his forehead!

At this moment, all the voices around him were far away from Chen Fan, disappearing, his pupils dilated, and he was only staring at this stone tablet, until he saw the words "above the sword hill", when the word "sword hill", the fantasy in front of him was shattered almost instantly, and Chen Fan was pulled into a world alive!

This is a gray world, as far as the eye can see, this is an ancient star, above the ancient star, full of corpses, here is an ancient battlefield, millions of corpses! And on the top of this battlefield of millions of corpses, a swordsman, standing alone, covered in blood.

The terrifying sunset, the molten sunset, was the size of most of the sky, almost devouring heaven and earth, and the entire horizon was integrated, and the afterglow of the setting sun was smeared on the bleak battlefield beside it, and all parts of the battlefield seemed to be smeared with scars.

Suddenly, this swordsman moved, and as soon as he moved, from behind him, nine huge shadows rose up from the ground in one breath, exactly the same as his own figure.

As soon as the Nine Shadows were in their true bodies, they formed a killing array directly out of thin air! The tragic aura soared straight into the sky!

The swordsman slowly moved, dancing the sword in his hand.

Nine shadows behind him moved with him.

The sword in everyone's hand was full of charm, and Chen Fan's pupils were dilating, and he kept watching blankly.

In less than a few seconds, this picture shattered, Chen Fan's body shook, and the entire spiritual world retreated from it, Chen Fan opened his mouth and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood!

"Mr. Mo!" Pang Yuan was shocked on the side, and he hurriedly rushed forward and grabbed one of Chen Fan's hands, Chen Fan's face was full of horror, and he waved his hand again and again.

The owner of this ancient tomb is so strong! Chen Fan has already realized it.

"The charm of the swordsmanship just now?" Chen Fan was sweating profusely, and felt more and more happy to see the hunt, the charm of the swordsmanship was extremely clever, even from the perspective of Chen Fan's real human realm, it was also commendable.

But it's a pity that this picture is too short, Chen Fan just snooped in less than a few seconds from a distance across time and space, and this picture was already broken.

In the realm of the ancient tomb owner, Chen Fan could hardly peep into it.

"This ancient star,...... It's weird. Chen Fan furrowed his brows deeply, just now in the picture, this ancient star Chen Fan wrote down, but it was definitely not the Northern Tribulation Star.

Could it be that the owner of this ancient tomb is not from the Northern Tribulation Star?

"Mr. Mo, let's go. Next to him, Pang Yuan said.

Chen Fan exhaled lightly, Chen Fan just now, in fact, was a little shocked, and after looking at this ancient monument again, Chen Fan turned his head, and noticed that the young man in black not far away would also look at this ancient monument fixedly!

Except for him, everyone just passed by this ancient monument in a hurry, and at most they only glanced at it hastily.

And the eyes of this young man in black were empty, and it was clear that he was the same as Chen Fan, and he was settled!

But the time he spent in meditation was obviously shorter, and the next moment, his body trembled, and the whole person withdrew, but his face was also pale and pale, and the whole person was panting roughly, and he was shocked. I don't know what he saw, whether it was the same as Chen Fan.

Chen Fan had already silently written down this person, and he would say, "Go in." ”

It's not good to delay any longer, Chen Fan took this Pang Yuan and entered from the entrance of this ancient tomb, there are a total of nine entrances to this ancient tomb, and the places where they enter are different, and the countless people who came this time have considered it and entered from different entrances.

After entering this ancient tomb, there is a cave in this ancient tomb, a lead-gray mausoleum, and the air is a little clammy and cold.

"Oh my God. Entering this mausoleum, Pang Yuan couldn't restrain his shock, what kind of realm of great monks can repair the mausoleum? Looking at it, the ceiling of the mausoleum is pitch black, as deep as the starry sky, and there are countless night pearls like stars inlaid on it.

"Seven stars swallowing the sun, this is one of the ten ancient tomb patterns. Chen Fan muttered, unbelievable.

In the realm of real people, the ten ancient tombs can be repaired after death.