In the Eastern Regions of the Heavenly Desolation, eight thousand miles of peaks stretch, nearly a thousand beautiful peaks are located between this heaven and earth, among which the most upright seven peaks are hidden in the clouds and mist all year round, and they are like pillars of heaven supporting this world.

The Sword Pavilion, the top holy land of the Heavenly Desolation, even if it is only in a corner, it also makes countless people in the entire Heavenly Desolation fearful.

The Sword Pavilion has 108,000 swords, spanning the world for 30,000 years.

However, today, there was a deep sadness in the entire Sword Pavilion, and the entire 108,000 Sword Pavilion swords on the Nine Peaks of the Sword Pavilion stood up and looked at the top of the Xutian Peak sadly.

The head of the nine peaks of the Sword Pavilion, the top of the Zhutian Peak.

An old man with white hair stood on top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, his slightly squinted eyes like two extremely sharp swords.

"I'm old, and I still can't stand the time after all!"

Looking at the sky above his head, the old man sighed.

Behind the old man, almost all the top powerhouses of the Seven Peaks of the Sword Pavilion gathered together, and more than twenty figures stood there like a dream.

"Master......"

Looking at the figure of the old man, Mu Baifeng, the contemporary head of the Sword Pavilion, heard in a deep voice, he was unwilling, in his eyes, the master who could break ten thousand laws with one sword should not be so feathered.

The old man turned around and looked at the juniors in front of him, now that the time limit has come, he is almost unable to suppress the sword intent in his body, and now the people who can stand in front of him are all first-class powerhouses of the Sword Pavilion, most of these people are his disciples and grandchildren, he has lived for too long, and the few disciples he once accepted have all been feathered and ascended to the sky, and the only disciple is also the closed disciple who was accepted in his later years.

Over the years, he has practiced all the way, he has traveled all over the world, and has seen too many scenery, but it is a pity that the avenue is alone, and no one has been able to walk with him for many years.

"On the road of eternal life, the avenue is lonely, it's really lonely!"

The changes in heaven and earth caused by the old man's feathering could not be blocked even by the Sword Pavilion's tens of thousands of years of mountain protection array, and soft glow descended from the sky, as if auspicious.

The sky above the entire Heavenly Desolate Eastern Region became extremely gorgeous, and at this moment, countless powerhouses in the entire Heavenly Desolate Eastern Region looked at the place where the Sword Pavilion was located at this moment.

Sensing the aura of the old man's imminent feathering, many of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was really that sword that had suppressed the entire world for too many years.

The old man had lived too long, so long that generations had forgotten the time.

As the aura on the old man's body became stronger and stronger, the sword intent that covered the sky and the sun directly covered the land within a radius of thousands of miles.

Thousands of miles away from the Sword Pavilion, the doors of the void cracked, and one after another figures stood above the sky, silently watching the last days of the old man's life.

On Zhutian Peak, Mu Baifeng's sword eyebrows suddenly condensed, and a monstrous sword intent emerged from the whole person, a shocking sword roared away, a sword went away for three thousand miles to shatter the space, and the sword qi swept through this world, and an illusory figure was directly shattered like a bubble, and then was directly shattered into ashes by countless sword qi.

"Who wants to be uninvited within 10,000 miles of the Sword Pavilion

Come, kill!"

Mu Bai Fengsen's cold tone resounded directly between heaven and earth, and several powerhouses of the Cave Heaven Realm under one sword were directly killed, without any room for defense, feeling the power of the head of the Sword Pavilion, no one dared to provoke at this time.

Those who originally had some other thoughts all calmed down their thoughts, and no one wanted to face the angry sword blades of the Sword Pavilion at this time.

The old man didn't care about Mu Baifeng's move, turned around, and then waved his hand, which can be regarded as bidding farewell to everyone in the Sword Pavilion, stepping out in one step, and ascending above the Nine Heavens.

That vast and boundless sword qi rushed directly above the Nine Heavens, and the top of the firmament and the top of the world could not withstand this boundless sword qi.

The old man was like a supreme divine sword, and a sword separated the heavenly vault.

The huge crack above his head, countless chaotic forces surged, and the power of the void destruction made people's hearts palpitate.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, everyone in the world knows that the old man is very strong, but no one can know how strong it is, many people speculate that the old man has climbed many buildings in Tongtian, but they didn't expect that the old man's strength is still beyond everyone's expectations.

"What kind of state is this?"

"With such might, who in the world can be the enemy?"

"Five thousand years ago, the heavens and the earth changed greatly, and the heavens and the heavens were dim, how could we come to such a realm?"

......

Not only the powerhouses outside the Sword Pavilion were shocked, but even everyone inside the Sword Pavilion looked at the sky with incredible eyes.

"What kind of realm is the master and ancestor, can it be said that he has stepped on the throne of the god monarch?"

Jin Guangfeng's peak mouth widened, and he muttered in disbelief.

In the past five thousand years, the entire Heavenly Desolation has not even appeared with a Heavenly Emperor, and even the Saints have almost been cut off, under the whole world, in the vast and boundless Heavenly Desolate Territory, even the Sword Pavilion is a top cultivation holy land, Mu Baifeng is only standing in front of the threshold of the Holy Monarch of the Heavens.

Not caring about the shock of the entire Heavenly Desolate powerhouse, the old man took one last look at the world, and then stepped into the chaos of the heavenly firmament, the heaven and the earth resonated, and thousands of flowers bloomed.

Looking at this magnificent scene of heaven and earth, everyone couldn't help but sigh, the road to becoming an immortal is difficult, a strong man who they can't figure out at all can't still walk on the path of immortality, can they really do it?

......

......

Han Mo carried his hands behind his back, slowly walking among these mountains, waking up in the long darkness, a little trance, he never thought that he would be able to survive, and he didn't know why he was able to be reborn and return after five thousand years.

After opening his eyes, he heard that an unknown sword immortal had ascended to the sky in the Eastern Regions Sword Pavilion three years ago.

The Sword Pavilion is one of the top holy places in the Heavenly Desolation, and it is the holy place in the hearts of countless cultivators, he was a disciple of the Sword Pavilion back then, and now he wants to go back to see if it is still the same as it was at the beginning, and by the way, he is looking to see if the old man is the child in his memory.

Since the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion ascended to heaven with supreme cultivation three years ago, I don't know how many people in the Heavenly Desolation have longed for it

Joining the Sword Pavilion, the land of the four regions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and even the disciples of the Central Domain Divine Prefecture came here.

Today happens to be the annual opening ceremony of the Sword Pavilion, and the entire Shu Road has become extremely lively.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion are divided into the upper and lower mountains, and the so-called disciples on the mountain are naturally the disciples who have entered the Nine Peaks, which can also be called the inner disciples, and the lower part of the mountain is the outer mountain disciples under the Nine Peaks of the Sword Pavilion.

All the disciples who enter the Sword Pavilion, even if they are talented, have to hone themselves under the mountain for a period of time, and only by participating in the mountain ceremony once every three years and entering one of the nine peaks can they be regarded as official disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

Han Mo stood at the foot of the Trial Peak, calmly looking at the rugged mountain road above.

This path is the test of the Sword Pavilion's arrangement, and only by relying on oneself to walk to the top of the Trial Peak can one be regarded as entering the foot of the Sword Pavilion Mountain and becoming an ordinary outer disciple.

At today's apprenticeship ceremony, nearly 100,000 young people gathered under the trial peak to apprentice, and these people all had a little longing and pride in their eyes.

On the trial peak, three figures descended and stood in front of the crowd, dressed in green clothes, with sword aura lingering and lofty spirits.

"After a moment, the ban on the Trial Mountain will be opened, and you can enter the mountain after waiting for three hours, as long as you walk on the top of the Trial Peak, you will be considered to have passed, and you can become a disciple of the outer mountain of my Sword Pavilion. ”

The young man in the middle of the three said in an indifferent tone.

"Wait, on the road of immortality, it has always been the capable who go first, and people with outstanding talents should naturally have different treatment, and the talent of my son-in-law can definitely be directly worshiped in Jiufeng. ”

A middle-aged man with a proud look of a young man stepped into the air, standing proudly above everyone's heads.

The young man at the head of the Sword Pavilion had a cold gaze, and looked indifferently at the middle-aged man in front of him, who could walk in the air so casually on the path of cultivation, at least it was also a cultivation above the Nirvana realm.

"The rules of the Sword Pavilion will not be changed by anyone, now all the disciples on the Nine Peaks are all selected through the Sword Pavilion Mountain Ceremony, even my Sword Pavilion peak masters also walked like this back then, what do you think he has?"

The indifferent tone made the middle-aged man's face extremely ugly, and the young man next to him was even more angry in his eyes, he had never dared to speak to him after being spoiled for more than ten years.

The young man stretched out his finger and glared at the young man, and scolded loudly: "Presumptuous, what are you, I am a child of the Shenzhou Great Zhou Imperial Family, you dare to doubt my talent." ”

Hearing the name of the Great Zhou, many people were secretly surprised, on the Heavenly Desolate Continent, there were a total of four major dynasties in the Central Domain, and the Great Zhou was one of them, the territory was vast and boundless, the absolute Heavenly Desolate overlord-level force, and the members of the imperial family of the Great Zhou were the real powerful people.

The two people standing next to the young man shook their heads with a smile, and one of them looked at the young man seriously and asked, "The Great Zhou Imperial Family, isn't it amazing? This is the Sword Pavilion, not the Great Zhou, so even if you are the contemporary prince of the Great Zhou, you must follow the rules of the Sword Pavilion." ”

"The Sword Pavilion is actually so pedantic, my young master was born with a clear sword heart, and he is a top genius who has not been encountered in sword cultivation for a thousand years, is such a talent

Isn't it allowed for the Sword Pavilion to make an exception?" The middle-aged man standing above the sky looked at the three Sword Pavilion disciples in front of him with some dissatisfaction.

Before the three Sword Pavilion disciples could speak, an indifferent voice came from the sky, "The sword heart is clear, it's a fart, my Sword Pavilion cultivation is against the sky, talent is only one of them, and it's just a sword heart, even if it is a natural sword fetus, it must come according to the rules of my Sword Pavilion, and if you want to say more, this seat doesn't mind giving you a ride." ”

The indifferent voice fell on the middle-aged man's ears like rolling thunder, causing the mana in his body to vibrate, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

In a word, the heavens and the earth moved, this was definitely the power of a Cave Heaven Realm, and it was not something he could compete with at all.

The young man on the side looked at the top with a hideous expression, his talent from childhood to adulthood was his proud capital, but today there are people who look down on him so much, how can this be accepted by him.

"Old guy, you dare to look down on this son......"

Before the young man could finish speaking, a golden sword light fell from above the sky, piercing the sky and destroying everything.

While!

A figure stood in front of the young man in an instant, and a Xuanhuang flag appeared in front of him, blocking the sword light that was galloping just now.

Click!

The sword qi was sharp, and the Xuanhuang Flag turned into a fragment directly between heaven and earth, scattering with the wind.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and he watched with some disbelief as the Xuanhuang Flag turned into flying ashes, this was a treasure personally made by an ancestor of the Fang family in their vein, and in his hands he could resist the full force of a Cave Heaven Realm powerhouse, but it was shattered by a sword.

"Be merciful, my son-in-law is not sensible, and I also ask the powerful subordinates of the Sword Pavilion to be merciful. ”

Under the danger of death, the middle-aged man hurriedly begged for mercy.

The young man behind him lost the hideous expression he had before, his face became extremely pale, he never thought that the Sword Pavilion would really dare to kill him.

"Get out!"

The indifferent voice above the Nine Heavens sounded again.

The middle-aged man hurriedly took the young man behind him and hurried away, not daring to stop at all.

Such a small episode made the teenagers below who came to learn the art even more excited, such a domineering momentum was the Sword Pavilion they yearned for.

Han Mo, who was standing in the crowd, raised a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Sword Pavilion, I'm back. ”

(End of chapter)