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It slowly sank two or three meters like this, and finally gently touched the bottom, and a cold breath penetrated into his mind and poured into the spiritual platform.

In an instant, Mo Xian felt that the whole world had turned azure, as clear green as the pool of water, and vaguely Mo Xian seemed to grasp something hard, and subconsciously held it in his hand.

Scold! The slight sound of the Sansheng Sword Fetus, of course, Mo Xian couldn't hear it, and the sound penetrated the water surface and was transmitted to the outside world, which was clearly audible, and spread throughout the eighth layer of the Sword Shrine.

"We are waiting for him here, this is an opportunity for him, we can only envy it, and we can't force it!" Mu Bai's expression slowly soothed, because this sword sound gave people a gentle and soothing feeling, swords generally have spirituality, and they will automatically make an uneasy sound when they encounter danger, so Mu Bai concluded that Mo Xian was safe.

Mu Bai slowly walked towards the last pool, at a glance the pool was empty, there was not a drop of liquid, and his expression couldn't help flashing a wisp of doubt, it shouldn't be! The first two are already extraordinary, and the last one is even more extraordinary, how can it be empty?

Mu Bai tried to shoot a spiritual light into it, and suddenly the surface of the pool shook and rippled, which could not be detected by the naked eye, but the keen divine sense of the Yuan Infant could catch a trace.

He thought that he had read an ancient book, which recorded that there is a spring in the world called the Reincarnation Spring, which can shine through the surface of the water to see his past and present lives! Only those who have made great merits and achievements in their previous lives can see it.

"Could this be the legendary spring of reincarnation?" This kind of spring water is unheard of in the mortal world, and no one has ever heard of it, so this is just a bold guess on the part of Mu Bai, and he is not sure that this pool is carrying the spring of reincarnation.

Because the cause and effect it carries is too great, it can illuminate its past life, which is equivalent to completely overturning the common sense of the cultivation realm that reincarnation is like a dream and the previous life is empty.

"What a spring of reincarnation!" Lu Yi's ears were sharp, and he heard Mu Bai's self-muttering voice, and asked softly.

Mu Bai shook his head and didn't speak, except for the amazing vibration just now, the cyan pool of water is now completely quiet, the entire eighth floor is completely quiet, and the sound of breathing can be heard, Mu Bai slowly sat down and entered a state of concentration.

At this moment, in the depths of the spring, Mo Xian's mind world was infinitely magnified, and in a trance, he seemed to have become a bird, flying freely in the sky, but the sky showed an abnormal cyan color, and he forgot everything and soared tirelessly in the sky.

The world is incomparably vast, but it is so silent, there is only one bird flying in the whole world, there is no wind, no rain, no clouds, only endless cyan, Mo Xian doesn't know how long he has been flying, a year, ten years, or a hundred years, he is just a bird, he wants to fly forever.

Mo Xian looked down, and suddenly he found that there were three lonely figures standing on a mountain peak, one was dressed in white, one was dressed in black, and the other was dressed in blue, the colors were all incompatible with this cyan world, Mo Xian flew down, his divine sense was getting closer and closer, and he could slowly see the faces of the three people, all of whom were handsome and chic, and their instruments were extraordinary.

Suddenly the man in white moved, the sword in his hand was like a shock, in an instant it was stepping on the snow without a trace, obviously the sword was extremely fast, as if it was extremely lightning, but the falling sword was extremely gentle, and then it was a sword, and in an instant there were dozens of ups and downs, and dozens of lightning-like white traces flashed out of the space, the sword momentum was like a rainbow, one sword after another, like a heavy snow, full of heavy charm, but it was not easy to hurt everything in the slightest, and vaguely deduced the meaning of the common sword.

Immediately after that, the man in black also moved, and in an instant, it was a lore, and the extreme sword rays intertwined like a seamless net to hit the ground, cutting the ground several meters lower, click! The sword aura is awe-inspiring, like a piercing ice pick, containing the killing intent of Sen Ran, obviously it is just a simple rise and fall, but Mo Xian feels as if he has stabbed out tens of millions of swords, just a few seconds, the man in black slowly retracted his sword, and in an instant, there was a loud bang, and a mountain peak opposite turned into powder in an instant, and the rolling dust spread in all directions, such a speed really reached the extreme of the way of the sword, even the divine sense was difficult to perceive, it was obvious that the man in black and the man in white were holding the same sword, and in the hands of the man in white was the sword of the common people, In the hands of the man in black, it turned into a killing sword.

Finally, the man in blue also moved! Qi is like a swimming dragon, rolling out a few sword rings in the air, and then exploding suddenly, countless fine sword marks hit the sky, like a brilliant star shower, the entire sky was rendered blue, and then the blue-clothed man raised the tip of the sword, buckled his wrist violently, and the sword body roared, like the sound of the waves of the sea, the sword momentum made people extremely awe-inspiring, and a brilliant sword shot out from the tip of the sword, like a ray of light, carrying the power of Wanjun.

Click! As if the sound of a mirror shattering, the sky was silent for a moment, and then suddenly cracked!

A sword slashes the sky, a sword splits the sea, a sword is eternal, and a sword is reincarnated! Mo Xian thought that this mythical and legendary sword realm was just the fantasy of the younger generation of monks, but he didn't expect it to be true, not relying on spiritual power, his own cultivation and other external objects, only relying on his own invincible sword intent, he really broke through the sky.

Mo Xian's consciousness became clearer and clearer, he got out of the unawake state of being lost like a bird, and what he showed in front of him was definitely a chance against the sky! These three kinds of sword intent have their own strengths and differences, but they are undoubtedly the best sword intent in the world, even Li Xiaobai's Qinglian sword intent is a little worse, not the improvement space of sword intent, but the pattern is too small, like these three kinds of sword intent, they all contain a real big pattern, revealing the grandeur in the hearts of those who use the sword.

The sword intent of the man in white is to protect the people!

The sword intent of the man in black is to destroy everything!

In the end, the man in blue is even more amazing, vaguely revealing the meaning of eternal loneliness, lonely and seeking defeat!

Swish! After Mo Xian figured out these three sword intents, the figures of the three people gradually blurred, and the light and shadow of the sword in their hands flickered, gradually merging together, and falling to the ground with a bang.

Mo Xian picked it up gently! The moment his hand touched the hilt of his sword, the whole world blurred, as if in a dream.

Mo Xian suddenly felt a tingling pain in his divine sense, and when he opened his eyes again, a dark blue dome appeared in front of him, and it was obvious that his divine consciousness had returned to his body.

Mo Xian's mouth and nose floated on the water, breathing greedily, it was not Mo Xian who floated up, but the water level decreased, and this three-life sword fetus almost sucked up this pool of spiritual spring liquid!

Mo Xian struggled to get up from the pool, of course, there was a sword tire in his hand, the sword body was like green glass, brilliant and dazzling, like the star of the nine heavens, the gods were gorgeous, and with a gentle wave, it was a buzzing sound, and a blue flow mark was scratched in the air.

Call!

Mo Xian couldn't hide his excitement, the power contained in this sword was too strong, so powerful that his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he even believed that as long as he urged his spiritual power to swing hard, the sword that bloomed from the sword could split the entire sword mound with one sword.

After all, it has already experienced three lifetimes of reincarnation, carrying the earth-shattering sword intent of three peerless sword immortals, and it is difficult to define the grade of this sword with a specific term!

Ha ha! Mo Xian laughed, like a spirit monkey, and jumped out gently.

Mu Bai slowly opened his eyes, his gaze flashed over the sword fetus in Mo Xian's hand, his expression changed in an instant, and a trace of envy that Mo Xian had never seen before flashed in his eyes!

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "The blessing of Daoyou is really deep beyond the reach of the old man, this sword already has immortal energy!" ”

What the! Immortal! Mo Xian's face suddenly became shocked!