At sunrise, the golden glow seems to light up the earth in an instant.

The sun shone over the top of the mountain, dispelling the cold mist little by little.

In a valley, a figure gradually appeared in the cold mist, sitting cross-legged.

At this time, a warm breeze suddenly swept by, raising gusts of dust and completely dispelling the mist, revealing the identity of the person in the mist.

With sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome appearance, he is Shen Yuanxi, who has been separated from Shao Heng for a long time.

Shen Yuanxi, who has always been calm, was a little embarrassed at the moment, not only did he have several cracks on his dark purple Cunwei Taoist clothes, but even the left sleeve was cut in half.

The sun's rays were projected on the Yanyang Immortal Sword erected in front of Shen Yuanxi, and there was a faint flash of white light on the sword body, and under closer inspection, there were even some golden silk threads attached to the spine of the sword.

Shen Yuanxi closed his eyes tightly, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was enduring something.

On the ground around him, there were countless rusty broken swords of the soldiers, and there was even a broken flag lying quietly in the distance, like a battlefield that had gone through countless battles.

Suddenly, Shen Yuanxi's fingers on his knees moved slightly, and an extremely faint purple mark appeared at the center of his eyebrows, which was a phenomenon that would only occur after cultivating one of the "Three Canons of Cunwei".

At this time, the true qi in Shen Yuanxi's body was firmly constricted in the dantian, as if he was deliberately suppressing his cultivation.

Suddenly, the body of the Yanyang Immortal Sword lit up, and a golden ray was reflected on Shen Yuanxi's eyes.

Shen Yuanxi suddenly opened his eyes at this time, his hands were instantly closed in front of his chest, his fingers jumped like dancing, and the Yanyang Immortal Sword suddenly bloomed, swallowing snow-white sword light, like the rising sun in the sky.

"Buzz!" An invisible wave spread out in a circle around Shen Yuanxi, and wave after wave of buzzing sounds echoed in this valley.

The broken sword remnants around Shen Yuanxi made a violent trembling sound, as if they were about to spontaneously jump out of the ground.

The Yanyang Immortal Sword suddenly jumped high and hovered above Shen Yuanxi's head, the tip of the sword spinning like a compass that had lost its direction.

"It's coming!" Shen Yuanxi's eyes suddenly burst into essence and said softly.

Before the voice fell, the surrounding changes protruded.

In the void above the broken swords of those remnants that were shaking violently, one after another suddenly transformed into golden figures in battle armor!

Some of these figures were armed with swords, some were carrying spears, some were carrying huge shields, and some were even riding horses!

The wind whistled through the canyon like a trumpet.

These figures in the void also seemed to have been called, moving in unison, like thousands of horses galloping, and at the same time rushing towards Shen Yuanxi from all directions!

"Kill!" a deafening shout rang out from the void, and the entire valley shook violently with the inexplicable battle!

Shen Yuanxi stretched out his hand to hold the Yanyang Immortal Sword, and the dantian true qi instantly turned from static, as if the river was surging.

At the same time, the Yanyang Immortal Sword shone like a scorching sun, and the light swept away the three golden phantoms that were the first to kill nearby, engulfing them all.

After the golden phantom was engulfed by the Yanyang sword, it immediately turned into nothingness, and then the corresponding remnant in the valley also stopped shaking at the same time.

Three strands of gold floated in the air like dust, drifting towards Shen Yuanxi's body.

However, Shen Yuanxi didn't have time to care about this, because there were hundreds of golden phantoms around him that were constantly rushing up.

Shen Yuanxi raised his right hand high, and the Yanyang Immortal Sword suddenly shook, shaking out exactly the same eight sword shadows, hovering above Shen Yuanxi's head in a circle.

The sword light suddenly swirled, and it shot out like a shower!

The huge sword qi pierced through countless golden phantoms, and even after piercing through one golden shadow, it continued to penetrate another golden shadow without the slightest decline.

With just one shake, the Yanyang Immortal Sword had already killed dozens of golden shadows conjured up by the remnants of the soldiers here.

The golden pearls of mountains and rivers fell to the ground like beads falling on a jade plate, and some of the remnants of the valley had quieted down.

However, there were still hundreds of golden figures around Shen Yuanxi, and the remaining remnants of the broken swords in the valley that were not quiet suddenly shook in unison, and all the voices seemed to converge into a line, like a golden iron horse and a war song coming from the ice.

This high-pitched beep made Shen Yuanxi's ears a little uncomfortable, but it didn't delay the sword in his hand.

The sword qi shot out, and the dust rushed up, as if wolf smoke was everywhere.

"The god monarch reigns, warding off evil spirits and demons!The wind and rain are like obscurity, and the sword turns to the sun and the moon!" Shen Yuanxi snorted.

The original golden sun shone on the fierce valley, and suddenly the sky and the earth changed color!

The sky in the valley suddenly darkened, and the Yanyang Immortal Sword shot straight into the sky, breaking through the thick clouds that appeared at some point.

With a thunderbolt, the sword was like rain, piercing through the dark clouds and shooting down, sweeping without giving those golden shadows the slightest space to dodge!

"Whew!" the golden shadow let out a final wail, and finally disappeared with the "click" of the flag, and there was not a single golden phantom left in the valley.

The mountains and rivers fell "jingling" and rolled to the ground, each of which was of similar quality to the guard demon spirit that Shen Yuanxi killed when he crossed the boundless forest sea.

The Yanyang Immortal Sword fell from the clouds and slanted into the ground in front of Shen Yuanxi.

At the end of a thrilling battle, Shen Yuanxi still sat cross-legged and did not get up.

However, his slightly undulating chest also showed that Shen Yuanxi's move of blocking a hundred was not as easy as it seemed.

The sky cleared, and the dark clouds that appeared for no reason had also dissipated, and the Yanyang Immortal Sword still had countless invisible gold filaments attached to it, like dust under the sun.

Shen Yuanxi's expression was slightly relieved, he had been rumored to have come here since he was separated from Shao Heng, and he was not stuck in that desert like Shao Heng.

However, as soon as he entered this valley, Shen Yuanxi found that the aura of the soldiers here was strong, and the qi was violent and chaotic, sharp and never returned.

If you move at will, it may affect the instantaneous disorder of the qi in this place, causing unpredictable consequences.

And what happened after that was as he expected, this valley was like a battlefield ruin, and these remnants of the broken swords were full of incomparably sharp Jin Yuan Qi, and they also had the ferocious aura of the ancient battlefield.

These ferocious spirits have already given birth to the spirit of these remnants, just as the owners of these weapons did during their lifetimes.

And these soldier spirits will reappear every once in a while, Shen Yuanxi has been caught off guard at the beginning, and now he seems to be lightweight, and he has already fought with these soldier spirits no less than dozens of times.

That's why he looks in disarray at the moment.

However, by this time, the qi in the valley had gradually calmed down, and Shen Yuanxi finally didn't have to stay where he was at this time.

He stood up, returned the Yanyang Immortal Sword into the scabbard behind his back, stretched out his hand to touch the void, and pocketed the mountains and rivers all over the ground, and muttered: "Although it was a bit embarrassing at first, this harvest is worth it." ”

I saw that in his storage bag, large and small golden mountain and river beads were piled up together, full of them.

"I can finally leave this valley, but why was I being transported here directly?" Shen Yuanxi thought as he moved his muscles and bones.

The mountains and rivers here are all golden, and it is clearly a golden land, not a local land as he originally expected.

"It's unexpected, but it also saves a lot of effort. After that, at most two or three tests, you will be able to reach the mountain mentioned by the head of the sect. Shen Yuanxi was thinking about it, when suddenly his ears moved, and the whole person shifted to the left.

Almost at the same time, a sword qi grazed Shen Yuanxi's ears and shot into the soil, exploding a pit the size of a bowl.

Shen Yuanxi looked at the small but half-meter-deep pit, turned around slowly, and saw a figure walking out of the canyon at the exit of the valley.

In the past few days, he has been dealing with these soldiers alone, and no one has ever come here, but he has forgotten for a moment that there are other monks in the cave.

"Sword cultivation?" Shen Yuanxi's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Papapa!" The person who came applauded and approached and said: "It is worthy of being a talent that occurs once in a thousand years in Cunwei Mountain, and it should be the famous Cunwei Sword Technique Demon Seven Styles, right? It is rumored that the ancestor of Cunwei used this sword technique to drive the five sects of the Demon Gate out of the Central Plains of Shenzhou, forcing them to draw the cloud Mengze as the boundary, although today they only saw two moves, but the real name is worthy of it!"

Shen Yuanxi fixed his eyes and saw that the person who spoke was wearing the Taoist uniform of Taiji Pisces, and the piping edge was Xuan, but it was the Jindan Sword Cultivator sent into the Lingji Cave Heaven by Yuxu Mountain this time, and the great disciple of Xuanbai Zhenren Sword Domain.

At this time, he came alone, and there was no inseparable junior brother Long Yinqing beside him.

Shen Yuanxi had heard Shao Heng mention what he had encountered in Jinyun City at that time, and he had also known from the side that this person in the Sword Domain was fond of swords, and his temperament was better than Nangong Beidou.

I heard that since he and his junior brother Long Yinqing left the Qisha Cave Mansion, the famous masters in Yuxu Mountain have been selected by him regardless of their seniority. If it weren't for Long Yinqing seeing that the situation was not good, he went back and moved Xuanbai Zhenren as a rescuer, and this sword domain would even have to fight with several elders of Yuxu Mountain.

Shen Yuanxi knew his mind as soon as he saw the Sword Domain's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, but the expression on his face was still clear and detached: "It turned out to be the Sword Domain Senior Brother of Yuxu Mountain, and I would like to thank you for your kind words for my Senior Brother Heng, which saved me a lot of trouble." ”

"Oh?" Sword Domain's eyes lit up, "That kid is very good"

The Sword Domain and Shao Heng set the ratio of the three swords that day, on the one hand, they were happy to see the hunt, and on the other hand, they really wanted to test the storage of the micro-sword technique before the Lingji Cave Heaven opened. Although he was interrupted by those black-clothed people halfway, it was enough for the Sword Domain to put away his pride and face up to the swordsmanship of Cunwei Mountain.

On this trip to Lingji Cave Heaven, he concluded that Shao Heng would also participate, and he wanted to try sword confrontation again, but before leaving, Shen Yuanxi's appearance made the sword domain change his attention.

What could make him more excited than competing with this disciple who was a genius on the first day of Cunwei Mountain?

Although he has risen Shen Yuanxi by age, it can't stop his rising emotions.

Especially at this time, the nasty junior brother who was mischievous was not there, especially when he saw Shen Yuanxi's earth-shattering ghost and god's seven demon styles from afar.

"Since you know that boy well, you should have guessed my temperament. With a move of the right hand of the Sword Domain, the Forgotten Dust Immortal Sword swallowed the silver sword qi, "Fight with me, the winner can continue to move forward, and the loser will stay here, how about it?"

Hearing Sword Domain say this, Shen Yuanxi only smiled and responded with the Yanyang Immortal Sword in his hand.

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