The majestic peaks are towering, thousands of feet high, and they are not tall in this wild mountain range, but the desolate aura makes them seem incompatible with the ancient trees around them.

The entire mountain peak was black, and above the mountain, under the slanting sun, the cold light was reflected, which made the temperature of the entire area seem to drop a lot, and a chill implanted in the depths of the soul spontaneously appeared.

Those cold lights are remnant swords, from the giant sword that is dozens of zhang long, to the small sword with fish intestines that is no more than a foot long, from the bladeless heavy sword as thick as the door panel, to the slender sword as thin as the wings of a cicada, and so on, distributed disorderly on the entire mountain peak. There are so many of them, in the millions, that the entire mountain seems to be made of swords.

It is a pity that these long swords were only as sharp as they used to be, but now they are all mutilated, their spirituality is completely lost, and even many of them have long been rusted and completely decayed, and they will completely dissipate between heaven and earth when touched.

Tianjiao is buried in the years, Shenfeng is buried in the dust, nameless for thousands of years, silent for eternity. A huge tomb of the sword sits quietly between heaven and earth, and it remains unchanged as time passes, as the years change.

The wind passed through the long sword that was stuck inverted in the dirt, bringing a trembling sound, adding a bit of gloomy and desolateness, like the helpless sigh of these divine soldiers in the vicissitudes of the sea, and the desolate aura diffused into the distance.

Burial Sword Mountain, a veritable burial sword burial place. How this Burial Sword Mountain was formed, and what era it was formed, has long been impossible to study, and no one has thought about it. As for how these countless broken swords came about, it is even more difficult to find an exact record.

If this Burial Sword Mountain was somewhere else, it might have formed a place for kendo cultivation, but unfortunately, this is already the depths of the 100,000 mountains, a paradise for demon beasts. Because of this, this Burial Sword Mountain was not occupied by any forces. Of course, not many people can come here, and it is an inaccessible place.

At this time, a group of about 50 people came to the outside of this burial sword mountain, looking up at that sword mountain from afar, the shock in everyone's hearts was beyond words, but at the same time, a trace of sadness could not help but rise in their hearts, like regret, like loneliness, mixed tastes, but I don't know where to go, I don't know what to say.

Xue Qinghan's eyes also stared at the mountain of ten thousand people, the divine light in his eyes flowed, and the dao patterns appeared, reflecting the avenue of heaven and earth, and looking directly at the origin of all things.

In Zai Xueqinghan's eyes, he saw that the Burial Sword Mountain was shrouded in a faint cloud curtain, but it was not a cloud and mist, but an endless collection of sword qi, and countless sword intents were mixed in it, and wisps of sword runes could be faintly seen.

"This is the Burial Sword Mountain, but now we are only in the outermost part, and you don't have to worry about the attack of the demon beast when you enter here, there are very few demon beasts within a radius of several miles of the Buried Sword Mountain, after all, the demon beasts do not have the sword cultivation theory, and the demon beasts in this place are generally not willing to come. ”

"Next, we will lead the way for you, after our many explorations, we know a little more about this burial sword mountain than all of you, and we also know the purpose of your visit, we are only responsible for pointing out the way up the mountain, and it is up to you to reach what kind of height you can reach. ”

"But I would like to remind you, this Burial Sword Mountain is not a good place, although these divine soldiers have lost their spirituality, they have a lot of weirdness You must not provoke it. In addition, everyone who cultivates the sword should also feel it, there is an extremely strong sword intent outside this burial sword mountain, once someone causes a sword intent riot, even the strong people of the Dao Palace Realm will die, no one can save you, I advise you to do what you can, with respect, and no offense. ”

"Alright, everybody, come with us. ”

The mercenary leader Lei Yuhe, the woman known as Lei Sanniang, led the way first, and everyone came to the foot of the Burial Sword Mountain.

Xue Qinghan looked at the three figures in front of him, and his eyes swept the young man named Xiao Yuqiu at the end of the team and the old man beside him without a trace, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and then he followed the team forward.

This burial sword mountain is from the foot of the mountain upwards, and the higher the position, the more intense the sword intent is flowing, and of course, the greater the pressure it faces. But not everywhere can climb the mountain, endless broken swords are laid out, no one is allowed to set foot at all, only a few stone steps carved out by unknown people all the way to the top of the mountain.

Entering the area of the Burial Sword Mountain, everyone naturally found the sword intent shrouded in the sky above their heads, like a sword curtain covering the sky, when people wanted to step into the air, the endless sword intent fell, making people feel broken. In other words, this place is forbidden to the sky, and no one dares to fly through the sky at all, unless you are confident that you can resist the rioting sword path air flow above. And the facts have also proved that people with this kind of self-confidence end up miserable, and most of them have no bones.

Everyone advanced around the foot of the mountain for hundreds of meters, and a white stone staircase finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes, looking up, it was like a ladder to the sky, wanting to go to the sky All the way to the top of the mountain.

"Okay, everyone, please, we are not sword cultivators, so we will accompany you up, just wait here for your return, and send each other back to the deserted city after a month. Yang Cheng, the leader of the mercenary group, who gave people a feminine feeling, said to everyone with a smile, and the mercenaries also dispersed, leaving a group of people stunned in place.

Then, everyone's eyes turned upwards, and their eyes were full of fiery meaning.

"Hehe, Lao Tzu is finally here, this time I must condense my sword courage here, and when the time comes, I will go back and see if those bastards dare to underestimate Uncle Ben, hahaha. A man with a heavy sword laughed, and then headed for the stone steps.

"Xiong came here once for more than half a year, and he was lucky with shit, and he actually let that kid condense a second-grade sword gall that can make that kid swoon, I really don't believe it, with him being able to condense sword gall here, this young master will not be able to, Xiong Da, wait, your kid's sword master has also remembered it clearly. ”

"With such a strong kendo atmosphere, this is really a good place to practice swords, and I really want to retreat here for a few years and directly become a sword master. ”

"Do you want to eat fart, do you want to die if you want to eat the body of ten thousand swords? Not to mention a few years, it would be good to stay for a few months without being devoured by the sword qi. ”

"What's on the top of the Burial Sword Mountain? Will there be any peerless sword immortal inheritance, or immortal swords or something? With so many divine swords, there are always a few that can still be used, right?"

"Don't think about it, the swords here are all broken swords, and there will be no trace of spirituality after leaving this place. As for the top of the mountain, it seems that no one has ever gone up to it, It is said that there was once a sword powerhouse in the Dao Palace realm who wanted to go up because they couldn't withstand the pressure of the sword path of the buried sword mountain and gave up. ”

“.......”

Most of the people who came here were young sword cultivators, and they were basically casual cultivators, after all, the children of the big family would have their own strong family powerhouses to send each other, and there were only a few who chose to follow the mercenary group here. A group of people felt the power of the extremely rich kendo rules between heaven and earth, and their faces were full of excitement, this place was tantamount to a kendo holy land for them.

"Let's go up too, I'm afraid this journey won't be too monotonous. Xue Qinghan looked at the figures behind him, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint arc, and turned his head to Dark Feather and said.

As he spoke, Xue Qinghan stepped out and walked towards the stone steps, and a sword intent on his body diffused out, shrouding his body, and the rhyme flowed, and he seemed to be a sword himself.

When he arrived here, Xue Qinghan also felt that his sword intent seemed to resonate with the entire heaven and earth, and his sword qi was particularly active, and there was a faint sound of sword roars in his body, causing wisps of sword dao air to converge between the surrounding heaven and earth, heading towards Xue Qinghan's body.

In Xue Qinghan's body, a sword gall emitted a faint light, and the nine lines on it were like fire, and a mysterious aura spread, and the power of the sword rules that gathered into the body all converged towards the sword gall, turning into a furnace fire that tempered and calcined peerless divine weapons, and forged a shocking edge through thousands of tempers.

It's just that the power of these gathered kendo rules is too weak, and the effect is not so obvious.

Xue Qinghan raised his eyebrows, stepped up directly, and his footsteps landed on the stone steps.