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The purple shadow showed an abnormal appearance, and the Sword Monarch was shocked!

Before the Sword Monarch could settle down, he had already passively entered the world in the stone, and this time, he had an extra purple sword in his hand!

"You're here......"

Three words, directly locked the Sword Monarch, and the surrounding environment is completely invisible to the yellow sand: Where is this?

The solid black stone wall, in the wide space, there is only a table and a chair, on the chair is a figure with his back to the sword king, and on the table is a spirit sword shrouded in evil energy......

[Senior, are you the way of ten thousand swords? Seeing that the purple shadow in his hand was held by that figure, the Sword Monarch knew that he was already in this current space, and not just a bystander. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmm...... You, very good...... The sword intent on your body is very pure, but there is no sword cultivation at all, and there is no sword path move, I waited for the successor for ten thousand years, and I didn't expect it to appear in just ten thousand years......" The figure did not turn around, but said indifferently, without any joy or sorrow.

[Senior, I have a ...... question]

"Needless to say, because I won't answer...... I said two things, as for whether there are any questions you want to ask in these two things, it depends on the will of God......" The back waved his hand to stop the Sword Monarch from continuing.

"First, this purple stalk can kill evil spirits; Second, destroy all the patterns on the stone door to open the stone door...... Finally, I want you to do one thing, after opening the stone gate, help the Spirit Clan to destroy the evil spirits, you can take the Martial Spirit Sword on the table, accept my original Martial Sword Vein, and then the creation will depend on your talent...... Go for it......"

The back said, flicked his sleeves, the moment the purple shadow flew into the hands of the Sword Monarch, and passively pushed out the world in the stone, and when the Sword Monarch fixed his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the secret tunnel of the Spirit Clan, and in his hands, the purple shadow in his left hand had already converged the light, and the stone in his right hand had turned into dust.

【Martial Sword Vein...... What a wonderful chance......] The Sword Monarch sighed, returned the purple shadow to the sheath, and then walked out of the tunnel.

The Sword Monarch did not have any concealment of what he had experienced in the Stone World, and Yu Yin was overjoyed when he heard it, and immediately brought the iron sword himself, wanting to destroy the stone gate pattern and open the secret room that the Spirit Clan had sealed for nine thousand years!

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ”

Yu Yin's swordsmanship is far more exquisite than Xuan Wai, but when she saw her three swords cut out, the pattern on the door did not leave the stone gate at the same time without interruption, and the falling pattern was like a complete stone carpet, thinking that Yu Yin wanted to collect this as a treasure.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~~~"

The stone door trembled, and finally opened slowly, there was no dust or smell in it, and the furnishings in it were exactly the same as what the Sword Monarch had just seen in the stone world, a table and a chair, and a martial arts sword on the table, but there was no evil spirit on the sword, and the chair on the side was without that figure......

Yu Yin stepped forward and found that about a hundred meters in front of the table and chair, there was a dungeon, in which a skeleton was tied, and the limbs of the skeleton were all entangled by a black chain, and both ends of the chain were hideous ghost head nails, one end of the ghost head nail was against the stone wall, and the other end pierced the bones of the skeleton's limbs.

"This skeleton...... There is evil energy in the bones...... I think it must be one of the evil spirits imprisoned by the ancestors...... No, it should be the leader of the evil spirits......" Yu Yin stared at the skeleton in the prison, as if she wanted to see everything in the past on the skeleton.

[Don't get too close, the evil aura above the skeleton has not dissipated...... That evil spirit is still alive......] As soon as the Sword Monarch finished speaking, the four chains in the dungeon began to clang, and countless evil qi overflowed from the skeleton, rushing straight to Yu Yin outside the prison door!

"Alien evils dare to run rampant!" Yu Yin snorted coldly and flew back, and at the same time, the sword qi at her fingertips burst out, but whether it was evil qi or sword qi, they all dissipated invisibly the moment they touched the prison door.

[The material of this cell door...... It's not simple. 】

"Shhh...... Yes...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill!! The skeleton's jaws trembled, making gurgling sounds, and finally it was such an earth-shattering roar!

"But your evil atmosphere is monstrous, and in front of the seal set by the ancestors, you are still just an ant!" Yu Yin snorted coldly, ignored the evil spirit in the prison, and instead scanned the other corners, and finally harvested a black wooden box, a black iron key, and a black token, on which was engraved the word "sword" in a seal.

"These are supposed to be the ones left by our ancestors...... Mr. Jianjun, that sword was originally entrusted to you by the ancestors, and the affairs of the evil spirits will bother Mr. Yu Yin said, the Sword Monarch nodded, and wanted to take the Martial Spirit Sword on the table, but found that his current grip strength was not enough to pick up the sword.

[Huh? It seems that I have found a sword that suits him......] The Sword Monarch said, walked out of the stone room, called the sword in the snow outside the Tiansha Palace, and brought it into the tunnel to the stone room.

[Sword in the snow, pick up the sword on the table.] The Sword Monarch glanced at the Martial Spirit Sword on the table, and motioned for the Sword in the Snow to take the sword, although Yu Yin on the side was puzzled, he did not stop it, if the ancestor's sword was really destined to let the Sword in the Snow pick it up, it would not be able to change it.

"Whose sword is this?" The sword in the snow stared at the Chuangwu Spirit Sword for a long time, but instead of making a move, he asked.

"This is your sword. 】

"Mine? Perhaps, you gave me this sword, but what I want to know is who the previous owner of this sword was. The sword in the snow shook his head, not satisfied with the sword king's answer.

[Hah! This sword has been waiting for you for nine thousand years, can you bear to abandon it? The Sword Monarch stretched out his finger and pointed at the spirit sword on the table, not answering the rhetorical question.

The sword in the snow once again set its eyes on the sword of the martial arts, nine thousand years is too long, if this sword is really just waiting for him alone, then the sword in the snow is willing to sacrifice his life even for this obsession!

"Good!" The sword in the snow was certain, and he reached out to hold the scabbard, and at that moment-

On the peak of the unknown, one person is isolated, one sword is lonely, and one life is lonely!

The sword in the snow is a certain eye, and it is actually an isolated person above the peak, looking down, the sword in the sheath beside him is like a part of itself, and it can be unsheathed with a random thought, and it can be driven and killed with a random thought.

"What the hell is ...... here?"

When he came back to his senses, the sword in the snow returned to reality, and at this time he had already held the sword in his hand, and the feeling he had in the last moment was actually more real in reality!

"Poof!"

The sword in the snow stared at the scabbard in his hand, and with a blink of thought, the sword came out with three points, and the golden blade reappeared with a lonely sound!

[Look, you are indeed the destined person for this sword. 】

"This sword...... What is your name? ”

[I guess...... It forgot, but now the sword is in your hand, and it's waiting for you to name it. 】

"Nine thousand years once opened, the golden blade lone sound to create an ancient spiritual rhyme...... This sword should be called: Jin Feng Ancient Rhyme! The sword in the snow couldn't put it down and stroked the three-point golden blade, and the sword trembled again because of the new master's attached name, and the rust on the scabbard also broke through the golden light at this moment, and the sword scabbard was full of golden light and atmospheric sword intent!

Nine thousand years, Jin Feng ancient rhyme; Conquering heaven and earth, crossing the legend of the ages, the former creation of the martial spirit sword, and now it is finally officially born.

"Whew-"

The sword in the snow held the handle and drew the sword, and selflessly rehearsed a set of "Creation of Martial Arts Style", this style has a total of four moves, but each move can be called the "pinnacle of the sword"!

[That's right! It's this kind of sword intent! The one that the swordsman used was one of the four moves! The Sword Monarch was ecstatic to see it, and when he saw the complete form of this sword style, the doubts in his heart were suddenly solved.

After the sword in the snow was collected, he quietly comprehended the mystery, this set of sword styles was practiced for the first time, and he didn't know when he learned it, or maybe it was the inheritance of the sword that taught him this style.

"Sword Monarch...... Why did you give me this sword? The sword in the snow turned to face the sword monarch and raised the doubts in his heart.

[I can't say the answer to this question, but I believe that within these three months, you will get the answer.] The Sword Monarch smiled mysteriously, then turned around and left the stone room, and the sword in the snow thought about it: With the ancient rhyme of Jin Feng, will he return to the frozen world to kneel to death in three months?

The sword in the snow stared at the sword in his hand for a long time, but he couldn't find any answer in his heart.

"I will not fail this sword!" With doubts in his heart, with only an obsession in his heart, the sword in the snow stepped out of the stone room and stepped into the red dust rivers and lakes......

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In Tiansha City, in Yu Yin's room, Yu Yin opened the black wooden box with a black iron key, and there was only a piece of paper inside, which read: "If the person who peeks into the secret of the stone does not inherit the sword of the stone room, he will take the spirit sword as the new leader of the spirit clan, kill the voyeur, and retrieve the purple sword - the way of ten thousand swords." ”

"This ......" Yu Yin was frightened by the content on the paper, if it was said that the new leader was established, it was not the reason for Yu Yin's hesitation, but the request to kill the voyeur was too much.

The hesitation on Yu Yin's face gradually turned to indifference, and finally her face was expressionless, she casually burned the wooden box and paper, and collected the black token......

In the early morning of the next day, Yu Yin invited Jian Jun and Xue Zhongjian to meet the two of them.

"Mr. Jianjun, I really thank you for your assistance yesterday, if the Spirit Clan can quell the civil strife, most of the credit will be on you alone." Yu Yin said with a smile, but at this time, she was standing under the high platform, talking side by side with the two of them.

[The effort of raising my hands, it is an evil spirit, I still need to worry about your lord, I want to leave the desert later, the border city outside the Eastern Desert is my temporary residence, if the spirit clan needs help, you can go to inform at any time. 】

"Then thank you Sword King! However, Yu Yin still has a reluctant request...... I hope that the sword in the snow can stay in the Spirit Clan, and I can't hide it, the wooden box I got in the stone room has the last words of the ancestor, saying that I want to let the person who has obtained the inheritance of the martial sword vein stay in the Spirit Clan as the new leader...... But I don't know if Mr. Xue Zhongjian can ......" Yu Yin said, and the other two knew why she wanted to find two people.

[This matter depends on Xue Zhongjian's personal wishes, and I will not restrict anything. 】

The sword in the snow didn't even think about it, put Jin Feng Gu Yun in front of him, and said: "If it has to be like this, I can only choose to give up this sword ......"

Although he is reluctant, the sword in the snow prefers to follow the sword monarch to see more scenes and do more things for Shenzhou, although the sword can be met but not sought, but once the sword is chosen here, then he is destined to not be able to give full play to the greatest value of Jin Feng's ancient rhyme, but to destroy this sword.

"This ...... Sir no longer think about it? The Elves do not restrict Mister's movements...... I only hope that Mr. can make the ancestor's last wish come true......" Yu Yin's face was embarrassed, and she could only take a step back and say.

"I can assist the Spirit Clan with the Sword Lord, but I won't take over this unwarranted position!" The sword in the snow is righteous and righteous, and refuses to retreat at all.

"In that case...... Yu Yin can only say that the position of the leader of the Spirit Clan is reserved for Mr. Xue Zhongjian at any time, and I would like to send off the two gentlemen. Yu Yin said helplessly, Sword Monarch and Snow Sword turned around and wanted to leave Tiansha City, but unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them walked out of Tiansha Palace, they found that Xuan Wei had fainted to death on the ground, and the air around them was filled with a terrifying aroma......

[Danger! 】

Sensing the danger, the Sword Monarch pulled out the Purple Shadow and left a burst of sword wind in the air, slashing the deadly aroma in the air to the point of elimination!

"What do you mean?" The sword in the snow angrily pumped Jin Feng and questioned Yu Yin, but it was ...... who responded to him