"What's wrong?" Ling Yichen stopped and looked at Ling Chuxi suspiciously.

"Falling Dust Sword, it seems...... In cheers. After Ling Chuxi said this, he was a little unconvinced. However, this is the case. At this moment, the Falling Dust Sword is cheering and shouting. She didn't know what Lu Dao was doing, and she could read the mood of the Falling Dust Sword at the moment, but she just felt like this. The Falling Dust Sword now seems to be alive and has a mind of its own.

Ling Chuxi walked back and forth from the seven passages, and after the last one, he stopped at the third one on the right.

"Let's get here." Ling Chuxi said and walked forward. Just in front of this passage, the cheer of the Falling Dust Sword became extremely strong, like an ignorant child who was about to get the long-awaited toy.

Although he didn't know the reason for the Dao, Ling Chuxi intuitively felt that the treasure they were looking for must be in this passage, and the Falling Dust Sword might also have something to do with it.

Ling Yichen only hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward quickly and grabbed in front of Ling Chuxi. Ling Yichen was also shocked by Ling Chuxi's words in his heart. Falling Dust Sword, how could there be such a strong reaction? What is this weapon of Chu Xi?

Continuing along the passage, a powerful pressure began to diffuse, and the more they went inward, the greater the pressure, and even their strength and mind in the Great Perfection Realm became rapid in breathing under this pressure.

The two of them ran their battle qi with all their might, resisting this pressure and continuing to move forward, and their mood became more and more excited, ahead, it must be that treasure, otherwise how could there be such a strong pressure.

Finally, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the sunlight penetrated through a round hole at the top, illuminating a square stone room, and on the stone platform in the center of the stone room, the tip of a slender ancient sword pointed straight to the sky, and the powerful pressure emanated from this ancient sword.

Just a sword can release such a strong pressure, what kind of sword is this?!

Looking at the ancient sword in front of them, Ling Chuxi and the others had a strange feeling, this sword was in front of them, even the patterns on the sword body were so clearly visible, but it gave people an ethereal and unreal feeling, as if it didn't exist at all, all this was just a phantom.

Ling Chuxi clearly felt that the Falling Dust Sword on his waist was trembling and humming. It seemed to be cheering, and it seemed to be shouting, as if it was about to come out of its sheath in the next moment.

The two of them were on high alert, and cautiously walked towards the long sword.

Suddenly, a chilling killing intent erupted from the ancient sword, dazzling white light burst out, and a strong qi surged out from the ancient sword as the center.

"Be careful!" Ling Yichen exclaimed, blocking in front of Ling Chuxi, the long sword that had already condensed a powerful battle qi cut a substance-like aura in front of him.

"Bang", in the muffled sound, Ling Yichen was actually knocked out of the air by the air current, and slammed into the stone wall. As soon as Ling Yichen landed, he immediately turned over and got up, but he stumbled under his feet and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Chuxi also drew out the Falling Dust Sword at the same time, and slashed out towards the oncoming air current. A force like a landslide and tsunami came, his arm was numb, and Ling Chuxi involuntarily strode back, until his back was against the stone wall, and he stabilized his figure. If it weren't for Ling Yichen who resisted part of her strength first, her current situation would definitely be as embarrassed as Ling Yichen.

(I wish you all a happy New Year's Day, all the best in the new year, and a good mood every day!) )