"It's the Sword Cultivation Pool!" The one-yuan infant monk's pupils instantly contracted, followed by ecstasy, and laughed:

"I didn't expect the old man to be able to see this legendary sword pond with his own eyes in his lifetime, it seems that one of these fairy swords must have a fate with the old man!"

As the laughter fell, the man's speed increased dramatically, and in a flash, he leaped past the collapsed building, rushed straight into the range of the sword cultivation pool, jumped into the flames in mid-air, and raised his hand to grab one of the clouds. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, before his fingertips could touch it, a scream suddenly came out of the man's mouth.

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked intently, the man's cry stopped abruptly, and he was instantly burned to ashes by the monstrous fire!

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and almost all the monks suddenly stopped, looking up in disbelief at the place where the man had been annihilated by the flames.

A few bits of inspiration were sprinkled, but they were soon consumed by the flames.

That's a primordial monk! How could it be so easily destroyed?

All the cultivators were shocked, and no one dared to rush forward at this moment.

Those who came from behind, though they didn't see the shocking scene, the screams of despair pierced the air and shook their eardrums.

Liu Ming stopped abruptly on a wall that had collapsed most of it, his back clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat, and a sense of fear welled up in his heart in an instant.

He was just right, and he was almost about to take off.

And Su Jiu also stopped not far away, and after glancing at Liu Ming, his eyes returned to the sky above the sword cultivation pool, looking at the fairy swords flying in the monstrous flames, his brows gradually frowned.

Didn't the Ghost Eye Ancestor mean that he wanted them to compete for these immortal swords?

But that sea of fire can be easily extinguished even by Yuan Ying, what are they capable of?

Su Jiu's brows became tighter and tighter, and his eyes were fixed on the sea of fire above the Sword Cultivation Pond, and he always felt that there should be some way to break through.

Otherwise, with the profound cultivation of the Ghost Eye Ancestor, he still can't see the power of this place?

Since they are allowed to come, there must be a certain reason, and it is impossible for them to come here to send them to death, right?

After thinking about it for a while, Su Jiu turned around and looked behind, at this moment, the disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect had arrived one after another, and even Feng Xing also spread the news that they were on their way to come, and they thought that they would arrive here in a short time.

And there are many monks from the rest of the forces, and in just a short period of time, nearly five or six hundred thousand people have gathered here.

Su Jiu looked around, but did not see Li Mu and the group of barbarian cultivators, as well as some of the power cultivators she knew, did not appear.

"It seems that not all of them are coming here......" Su Jiu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help muttering.

Come to think of it, I don't know how big the Immortal Palace Realm is, even if there is only a remnant realm left, but the opportunity exists here.

However, since the Ghost Eye Ancestor personally appeared to guide them here, presumably the opportunity here will not be weaker than other places.

However, although Su Jiu knew, he was helpless.

Yuanying Zhenren was burned in one breath, and she rushed up rashly in a golden pill period, didn't she even have ashes?

Time passed in the sorrow of the cultivators, and more and more monks gathered from behind.

During this period, many monks tried to tempt, and the spells or magic weapons continued to hit the sea of fire, but none of them were excluded, and the magic weapons could not set off the slightest ripple, and the magic weapons were all melted.

Seeing that the cultivators kept gasping cold, their hearts became more and more shocked.

Even in the end, several Mahayana ancestors joined forces to make a decision, but the result was still the same, and it was completely impossible to extinguish the monstrous fire.

There are also big clans who used the inheritance treasure of the clan, but they were almost burned, and the ancestor of the clan fought hard to take it back.

While seeing that the cultivators were even more shocked, the bottom of my heart was a different degree of loss.

Most of the monks secretly gritted their teeth, extremely unwilling, the fairy sword was obviously in front of them, but they could only watch it, and they couldn't even touch it, what kind of grievance was this?

"Ahhh

This sound also made many Yin Ghost disciples look forward to it, it would be good if the Ancestor was here, since the Ancestor let them come here, it was impossible not to know the situation here.

However, Liu Ming and the others just glanced at it indifferently, and knew in their hearts that the ancestor was so elusive, either he had the intention to test them, or he had something else to do.

In short, no matter which one it is, it is impossible to ignore them at this moment, if you want a fairy sword, then rely on your own ability to get it.

Not only the Yin Ghost Sect's side, but the rest of the forces were all noisy, whispering about how to extinguish that terrifying sea of fire, or overcome its terrifying power.

Under such circumstances, more than half an hour passed, and the forces of all parties tried almost all possible methods, but they still could not extinguish the sea of fire, and no one dared to approach rashly.

But suddenly, in the crowd behind, a strong man suddenly rose into the sky and roared madly: "Isn't it just a fire?

The cultivators could tell at a glance that this was a casual cultivator.

It's just that when they saw that he was only in the middle stage of Jindan's cultivation, many monks were suddenly surprised, should this person be looking for death?

Before this thought fell in the hearts of many people, they saw the man roar again: "It's not a loss to be able to see the fairy sword in your lifetime, it's just a big deal, and Lao Tzu really hasn't been afraid of anything!"

As soon as the roar fell, he kicked out, and the whole person turned into a ray of light, and rushed straight into the monstrous flames above the sword cultivation pool.

No one stopped this scene, only an exclamation came one after another.

"It seems to be a casual cultivation ......" Su Jiu was instantly determined, his eyes staring straight at the body cultivation that rushed into the sea of fire, but in the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Not dead?!" Su Jiu couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes locked on the sturdy figure in the sea of fire, he rushed all the way to a golden glow, raised his hand and grabbed it, and actually grabbed the fairy sword in it steadily.

"This!How is this possible?!" In an instant, the cultivators burst into a boil.

The Yuanying Cultivators who had tried it before were even more stunned, shocked in disbelief.

"How did he do it?!"

Looking at the body cultivator who was laughing and quickly retreating from the sea of fire, the same question instantly occupied the minds of all the monks here.

Their eyes were fiery one by one, and they wished they could rush to the body cultivator right now and ask questions.

Many people's eyes even faintly flashed a few traces of greed, quietly took out the magic weapon, staring at the body cultivation that was about to fly out of the sea of fire, ready to kill and seize the treasure.

Even many disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect paid attention to this, and inadvertently, they had already accumulated the spell and were ready, just waiting for the body cultivation to withdraw from the sea of fire.

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