"Moan. www.biquge.info"Nine dragon moans sounded at the same time, and the huge white dragon eyes stared at the three trembling and humming cloud swords suspended above Wu Regret's head, and the large dragon mouth closed at the same time, no longer emitting a threatening long groan.

"What the hell is this?" I didn't regret it, I only felt that my scalp was numb, and the three Yuncong Swords that were originally quietly left in the sea of clouds on my right shoulder had never been so detached from the mind of Unrepentant as today, but on this day, not only Yuncong Sword, but also many things in Unrepentant's body were agitated, and they wanted to break through Unrepentant's body and appear in front of these Yunlong.

The Tianyun Dao Wheel rotated slowly, emitting an ancient heavy friction sound, since he did not regret swallowing the Dragon Soul Fruit to break through the Consciousness Realm, the "Tianyun Dao Sutra" condensed the Tianyun Dao Wheel to help him crush the dragon soul in the Dragon Soul Fruit to absorb the power, and it had been hanging in his mind to do nothing, and at this moment, it made a roar that resounded through the sky, revealing the body of no regrets, echoing in the sky above the sea of clouds. The nine cloud dragons completely closed their mouths, their bodies soared, and they turned into a big circle from end to end, arching the white stone tablet in the center of the ring, and the sword marks on the stone tablet were dense and still shocking.

"Go back." The natal cloud dragon thief poked out half of his head from his shoulder, looked at his own kind curiously, and was slapped back by no regrets, but it poked its head out again without giving up and was pressed back by no regrets.

Repeated more than ten times, without regret a little angry mobilization of his spiritual power, locked the cloud dragon in the sea of clouds, the sea of clouds in front of him looks no different from the sea of clouds in other places, the so-called cloud dragon can only be seen by himself, and Luo Hu still persistently attacked the stone tablet, and did not react to the threat of the cloud dragon. He didn't know what this stone tablet was for, and he didn't know what the nine cloud dragons meant, so he didn't want to release the natal cloud dragon, once something happened, he would be miserable, the natal cloud dragon and the little cloud dragon, there was an indescribable relationship between him and the little cloud dragon, and his life intersected!

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Hu suddenly came to such a sentence without a head, and he was not remorseful, subconsciously looked down at his body, and then couldn't help but let out a wail: "What the hell is it!"

The meridians of his whole body emitted a faint cloud qi, setting off him like a celestial man in the clouds, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind - the "Tianyun Dao Sutra" of the Yunluo Hall of the Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace resonated with this sea of clouds, or this white stone tablet! But what the hell is this stone stele!

"Hmph, I'll see what the hell you are!" Without regret snorted coldly, the spiritual power that bound the cloud dragon suddenly loosened, the cloud dragon let out a long groan, violently broke free from the sea of clouds on his right shoulder, and submerged into a large sea of clouds, half of his body leaned out of the clouds, and kept chanting to the nine cloud dragons connected to the head and tail, and a large cloud of dazzling light burst out from the white stone tablet, forming an illusory image, appearing in front of Wu Regret, this strange scene Luo Hu also could not see.

The clouds and mist under the feet of the two of them parted left and right, revealing an empty space where there was no land below, and less than a foot away in front of the two of them was a cliff! In the middle of the clouds, the stones were suspended, and a full sixty-four neat and smooth ashlars rose into the air one by one, forming a staircase leading to the white stone monument, which had been held up by the clouds and floating in the air before!

Luo Hu looked at him in surprise, his eyes were covered with a layer of white, his arms shook his sleeves, and he stepped on the first flying stone. Behind him, three flying swords followed, and the blades spread out towards the sky like fans. He tried to block it, but found that he couldn't move an inch, and he couldn't move his fingers if he wanted to, and the invisible force limited his every move, allowing him to let out angry screams.

There is also a tall stone tablet in the scene in the eyes of the unrepentant, there are also sixty-four square stones floating, there are also nine cloud dragon arch guard steles, there are also thousands of sword marks of different shades on the stele, a young man on the stone steps is dressed in a white cloud hall robe, a large cloud pattern is embroidered on the right chest, and the nine white flying swords without the slightest impurity follow behind him, and he takes the same frequency of steps as he does not regret, step by step and step on the stairs steadily, the stone steps under his feet are motionless as if frozen in the flowing wind, and there is an abyss under him, But I'm determined to move forward, and there is no need for hardships and dangers!

The young man in the image took out his sword, did not regret the same sword, and waved his right hand diagonally and slashed down lightly and seemingly without force, and the three cloud swords behind him came out casually, and fell on the stone tablet in a disorderly manner, almost negligible scratches, crooked flying cloud swords, and pale and weak strength, which were completely incomparable with the attack of the young man in his eyes.

"Boom!" The sky-high sword intent burst out from the young man's body, and the nine cloud swords slashed towards the stone tablet at the same time, a deep sword mark appeared on the stone tablet, and a terrifying aura that made people palpitate hovered on the stone tablet, echoing in the sword marks, nine cloud swords, a sword mark!

He did not regret that he drew his sword again, and once again left three subtle marks on the stone tablet, but he was not discouraged, stopped his movements, and looked at the young man from a distance.

The young man is not an entity, the spiritual power in the translucent body flows without any difference according to the trajectory of the Tianyun Dao Sutra, he glanced back at his own unrepentance, the middle finger and index finger of his right hand are together, and the spiritual power in his body accelerates, like the Yangtze River surging up, the palm of his right hand folds upward, and the sword of the clouds gradually rotates around him, forming a sword fan above his head, and the tip of the sword is outward, glowing with a cold and cold light.

"Hurry!" The young man shouted vigorously, holding up the sky with both hands, the sword of the cloud cluster seemed to have been hit by the hilt of the sword, and shot out in nine directions, and sword qi appeared on each sword of the cloud cluster, and the sword light that spewed out was more than two feet long, there was no doubt that if he collided with such a murder weapon in the process of traveling at high speed, the end would be very miserable.

"The wind has no regrets! The wind does not regret it! Luo Hu roared behind him, the voice had the power to pierce the golden stone, but it could not reach the mind of no regrets, he stepped on the sixty-four stone steps step by step, standing under the white stele, his eyes were clouded with white light, and the three flying swords fluttering behind him slashed down at the stele again and again, and were bounced, cut off again, bounced again, over and over again, until there were cracks on his three flying swords.

Finally, after hundreds of thousands of attacks, he did not regret raising his breath, and the spiritual power of his whole body began to run the method of the Tianyun Dao Sutra, and the Yuncong Sword rose above his head with his mind, and the hilt of the sword was opposite, and suddenly a coolness poured into the Yuncong Sword without regrets, and the Yuncong Sword and the Unregretted Heart were connected, and he could feel the situation inside the Yuncong Sword without looking up.

The Yuncong Sword was originally condensed by cloud power, and its root cause was also a kind of magic, and it could not support its unlimited attack that was far harder than its own, and the Yuncong Sword was broken, and all the hard work paid on it would be in vain, and it could only be re-condensed and re-recuperated! However, this coolness poured into the Yuncong Sword, repairing the cracks on the body of the Yuncong Sword like a binder, and unconsciously enhancing the strength of the Yuncong Sword's sword body, pushing the Yuncong Sword to a higher level.

"Drink!" Don't regret snorting coldly, this time he is the same as the young man in the image, the two fingers of his right hand are together to form a finger sword, and he slashes at the white stone tablet, the cloud cong sword groans, the sword tears the sky, and the qi runs through Changhong, the three swords fly and shoot towards the stone stele, the three swords are connected, and the two cloud swords are fiercely drilled into the first sword after the moment of slashing, and the sword swells to a zhang long, and under the horrified gaze of Luo Hu, it slashes on the stone stele, and the stele releases a faint silver light and dust like a deflated leather ball, wrapping it in the cloud sword without regret.

The cloud veins cheered, and the cloud sword shook, like a hungry beast suddenly encountering a fresh, bloody bison that had been skinned, not caring if there were any traps, devouring these light dusts like hunger, and even without regrets, they could feel the restlessness of their bodies, the desire for light dust!

But after a sword, the Yuncong Sword appeared again, and this time the crack spread from the tip of the sword to the hilt, almost collapsing! With a large amount of light dust devouring, the Yuncong Sword was repaired again, and its strength kept increasing, and that speed made him feel unremorseful.

"This stele ......" muttered for a long time, until the spiritual power was restored, the cloud cong sword was repaired, and he did not regret slashing at the stele again, and sword marks began to appear on the stele, and the young man in the image saw this, nodded slightly to the unrepentant who was in the gods, and then disappeared, and the nine cloud dragons let out a high-pitched and joyful long groan and sank into the sea of clouds. No one knew that these visions had ever appeared, unless it was a disciple of the Cloud Spirit Hall who had cultivated the Heavenly Cloud Dao Sutra and condensed his eyes into a "cloud pupil" that could observe the clouds and look at the qi.

One sword, two swords, three swords...... Unrepentant against the stele endless sword, the clouds flew, as he swords faster and faster, each breath had two or three sword marks appear on the stele, the sky sword shadows continued to bombard the stele, thousands of sword marks appeared on the stele, a large amount of silver light dust spewed out from the stele to envelop the unrepentant and his cloud sword, his cloud veins and cloud swords have been qualitatively improved, the power of the three cloud swords in one, basically the same as the only weapon he has at hand, the demon sword blood crow, this is a very terrifying thing, Just like everyone in the world knows the black crow boy Yan Tiannan, but they don't know that the wind soul of Jiuqing Tianyuan Palace is cloudy, and the wind has no regrets! Surprise when facing the enemy is often the key to victory!

"Whew, whew, whew." After consuming a large amount of spiritual power in a row, he turned pale without regrets, and after devouring a large amount of silver light dust, the three swords of the cloud cluster were again differentiated and condensed under the support of the huge cloud power of the sea of clouds, and the fourth and fifth cloud swords were condensed, and these five swords swayed and flew back behind him, the hilt of the sword formed a sword ring relatively, and a layer of silver light was attached to the cloud-white sword, although the breath was still weak, but the sense of sharpness had begun to emerge!

"Is that your name?" Raising his head and looking at the white stele as high as dozens of zhang, he raised his right hand with some emotion without regret, and patted it gently, a large number of stone chips on the white stele peeled off, and two solemn and solemn, full of uninhibited arrogance, appeared on the stele.

Sword Monument!