Cen Duxiao flew a little higher into the sky, and she was surprised to find that she was close to touching the clouds as soon as she stretched out her hand.

When did she get this high? Is this almost the first day?

She vaguely saw a cloud of black smoke mixed with clouds, like a shadow in the clouds, she couldn't tell whether it was demonic energy or dark clouds, and when she got closer, the sky suddenly fell a dazzling white light.

She didn't know if the gods in the heavens could hear it, so she subconsciously said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not from the Origin Tribulation Ascension!"

She spun around quickly to dodge, and was nearly hit by the white light. She stopped in mid-air, watching the white light smash towards the ground like flying arrows, didn't it come at her?

The Heavenly Tribulation of One Heaven was similar to these white lights, but it was far less powerful than half of the white light.

She saw the white light rushing out of the dark clouds, streaking across the sky in a steady stream, striking the fire that formed an arc in the air, one after the other, and she could barely see the white phantom flashing at great speed.

The rain evaporated quickly when it hit the white light, and because the white light fell, the rain fell a little less.

The muffled roar and shrill sizzle mingle in my ears, like drops of ice water falling suddenly on a hot soldering iron, or sharp objects scratching the smooth metal surface.

She was so close to the sky, and her voice was so harsh that her scalp tingled, goosebumps rose all over, and her hairs almost stood on end.

How did the gods in the heavens stand this noise, it was simply tormenting people with a keen sense of hearing.

She touched her body, took out a handkerchief, tore it into two long strips, rolled it up and stuffed it into her ear.

She took a closer look, and the place where the white light landed seemed to be in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Wulan Town was separated from Buzhou Mountain for more than a hundred miles, and she couldn't be sure that this white light was heading towards Buzhou Mountain.

Now that the mountain temples in the surrounding area have been washed away by the flood, she has no intention of worshipping the mountain god as Lu Li said and then going to Buzhou Mountain, she can't wait.

In addition, there are many unreasonable oddities here, and she must explore the truth and truth.

She imagined the scene of the mountain drawn in the book, but when she opened her eyes again, she was still in the same place, and it seemed that she couldn't be lazy to arrive in an instant, so she had to go over honestly.

Originally, she was not sure of the specific location of Buzhou Mountain, but she knew that it was roughly in the extreme west, and that white light could guide her in the direction.

Although the speed of her imperial sword could not keep up with the white light, the white light was dense and uninterrupted, and she did not fall behind.

Seeing the ups and downs of the mountain peaks in front of him, the Wangshu under his feet became more and more restless, staggering and trying to fly faster, but he couldn't withstand the inexplicable resistance.

She tried her best to keep her sword steady, and several times she almost fell, she stomped her foot hard, "Be honest!"

Wangshu seemed to be unconvinced, and returned to calm.

Sometimes her Wangshu listens to her, and sometimes she is very rebellious, so rebellious that she can't control it.

She thought about it for a while, and asked her to wait for the sword spirit to come out, is there really a sword spirit in this world?

The sword of a mortal monk is usually refined at best, and he can obey the verbal command of his master without pinching it.

The sword spirit only exists in legends, and she has always thought that the sword spirit is just some kind of anthropomorphism in the story.

Because of the words of Wuyan, she came to Buzhou Mountain resolutely, if she couldn't successfully cast the Heavenly Sword and give birth to the sword spirit, it could really be regarded as a desperate medical treatment.

She approached the Buzhou Mountain, and saw that the whole mountain was covered with barriers rising from four directions, like a wall shining on all sides.

It was strange that the white light passed through the barrier as if it were nothing, but it did not damage the barrier.

And if she doesn't stop, she may directly hit the barrier, which is really not lazy for a moment.

She had no choice but to fall to the ground and climb up from the bottom of the mountain.

There was a loud bang overhead, and she was still ringing in her ears with a strip of cloth in her ears.

Then, after the loud bang, there was a dead silence.

The silence didn't last a few seconds, and she stood still, looking up blankly at the height.

Her location was too low, and she tried to cross the barrier and go up the hill to see what was going on.

"Who are you? What a bold man to trespass into the forbidden land of the Heavenly Realm!"

A man in silver-white armor had angry eyes, and he threw a flying sword in his hand and stabbed at Cen Duxiao.

Cen Duxiao quickly swung a sword to resist, and the two swords made a clanging sound, and the sword qi slapped into her face like a wave.

She involuntarily slid backwards for some distance, and the Wangshu in her hand still collided with the opponent's sword.

A cold wind swept by, and she suddenly felt that her face was dry and cracked, as if she had been frostbitten in the snow and ice in winter.

She explained, "I'm here to find the Sword Immortal, not to fight. ”

The person who appears in Buzhou Mountain must not be a mortal, and if the man has no demonic energy, then he is a god.

The man was thoughtful and muttered, "Why did you come to find the Sword Immortal again?"

"Who else has been here?" Cen Duxiao saw that the man's face was friendly, not like the cold god in his impression, not only was he not nervous, but he was very relaxed, as if they had been friends in the past.

The man frowned slightly, and Cen Duxiao reacted when she was talking too loudly with a strip of cloth stuffed in her ears, arguing with this god.

She shook her head, shook off the cloth in her ears, and said casually, "This friend, let's take a step back and stop." ”

She took the look at Shu, and the man was stunned for a few seconds, not aggressive, and also put down the sword.

"You're here to forge the Heavenly Sword?" the man paused, "But your sword already has a sword spirit, but it lacks the opportunity to give birth to a sword spirit, and someone has already come with your sword before you." ”

"You...... Is it a sword immortal?"

Cen Duxiao originally thought that the sword fairy should be a fairy spirit, but he didn't expect that he was dressed as a general.

He said that someone had come with her sword, could it be Feng Yizhi, so he asked her to go back and wait for Wang Shu to give birth to the sword spirit.

Why did he do that, and why did he put the murder weapon in the hands of those who hated him?

She wondered why, what did Feng Yizhi want to do?

The man looked at her, his expression was in a trance for a moment, and he said lightly: "I'm not a sword immortal, in fact, I don't know who I am, who am I?"

Cen Duxiao saw that he looked confused, and let out a stunned voice: "Huh?"

Immortals also have amnesia?

The man seemed to realize that he had lost his words, and said in a deep voice: "You are just a mortal, you can't enter the mountain, go back, this is not the place you should set foot in." ”

As soon as the words fell, a ray of silver light fell, and another person dressed in the same clothes as the man appeared, and said with a panicked expression: "General God of War, we can't hold it! Fusang, he is about to attack the Heavenly Realm!"

Cen Duxiao was shocked, it turned out that he was Bai Ze, the god of war?

She looked up at the sky, wisps of black gas enveloped the white light, and the powerful force caused the white light to turn around and soar into the sky, throwing it into the sky at a faster speed than before.

Cen Duxiao laughed when she heard Wuya laughing: "No wonder you like Feng Yizhi, I am also starting to appreciate him a little, interesting, arrogant enough!