"Oops, my old waist ......"

The old farmer let out a miserable scream, and the whole person was thrown to the ground, but he soon realized that he was in danger at this time, and subconsciously closed his mouth again.

On the other side, the old knife and Liu Shuang slammed into a fierce spirit, looking around vigilantly.

Only Yunyang was alone, standing quietly, with a touch of solemnity between his eyebrows.

The way back had been blocked, and by now, they were in ruins.

The good fortune in misfortune, the danger in the mouth of the old peasant, has not yet appeared.

"Boss, what now!?"

The old farmer held the old waist, limped to Yunyang's side, and asked.

"Get in!"

Yun Yang was concise and to the point, and without waiting for the others to react, he took the lead in front, and the others also cautiously followed behind him when they saw this.

The ruins were littered with broken rubble and hideous vines, and it was hard to spot such a place without looking closely.

Walking along the rubble, a staircase made of boulders appeared in front of everyone.

Walking here, Yunyang stopped, picked up the rubble on the ground, and threw it towards the stone ladder.

Next, a scene that made everyone feel palpitations appeared, the fist-sized piece of rubble, when it was about to approach the stone staircase, it exploded and turned into powder.

It's dangerous!

The three old peasants looked at each other, and they were afraid for a while.

"You guys here, don't move around. ”

Throwing down a sentence, Yun Yang actually walked directly up the stone stairs in full view of everyone.

Is he dying!?

Be careful, Boss!

Boss!

The three of them blurted out, their faces shocked and worried, but the moment they saw Yun Yang stepping straight on the stone stairs, their worries turned into incredulity in an instant.

Have no bottom!

The faces of the three of them were full of disbelief, and they didn't know what kind of shock the teenager in front of them would bring to them who made them feel dumbfounded at first.

Da! Da! Da!

Yun Yang walked on the stone stairs casually, and the force that made the rubble burst just now seemed to have disappeared.

The old farmer didn't believe in evil, so he picked up a piece of rubble and threw it over, but as a result, the scene of the rubble bursting happened again, and the old farmer's face was dusty.

Yun Yang walked on the stone stairs, and only he could feel the pressure he was under at the moment.

The boulder under his feet is not ordinary, and after endless years, it still contains amazing power.

Ordinary monks in the Gathering Source Realm, let alone walking on the stone stairs, even if they step on the first stone staircase, their bodies will burst and die.

And because Yunyang has practiced the strength of the thick soil, and the soil attribute is the same origin as this stone ladder, he can walk on it freely.

There are a hundred steps of stone stairs, and it took Yunyang half an hour to reach the top.

At the end of the stone staircase, a huge square was attached, and above the square, there was a palace.

It's just that the once huge square and glorious palace have now turned into ruins.

Shout!

Suddenly, at the moment when Yun Yang stepped on the square, an invisible attack broke through the wind and instantly cut off Yun Yang's collar.

It's dangerous!

For the rest of his life after the Yunyang catastrophe, if Fang was half a beat slower to react, his head would be cut off.

Whoa!

Just when Yunyang was vigilant, a sharp attack from Ru Fangcai's side attacked him again, and this time, it was even more terrifying, locking Yunyang's retreat from three directions.

Treading water!

Yun Yang didn't think about it, he stepped directly into the body, held his breath and tensed, not daring to slack off.

Whoa!

Just dodged three more attacks, and what is even more terrifying is that there are several attacks following behind.

These attacks, each of them, were enough to make the Juyuan Cultivator hate, and even if the Condensing Source Monk came, he might not be able to resist it.

Yun Yang relied on his elegant body to dodge the attacks one after another, and at the same time, he was also looking for the root of the attack.

Finally, after dodging one hundred and eight attacks, he saw the root of the attacks.

A sword!

To be precise, Yun Yang could only see the first-order rusty hilt, and the sword body was inserted in the center of the square.

When he arrived here, Yun Yang knew that the attacks turned out to be the so-called sword qi.

Ordinary monks, in order to exert their sword qi, in addition to their own strength must reach above the condensation source, their understanding of kendo also needs to reach an extremely high standard before they can emit sword qi.

And at this moment, an ownerless sword, even when the sword body is deeply buried, can still exude such a powerful sword aura.

The only explanation is that this sword is most likely a so-called source weapon, and it is not of low grade.

"Fan, Ling, Xuan, and Sheng, I don't know what grade this sword is. Yun Yang's eyes exuded fire, this was the first source weapon he had seen since he cultivated, you must know that even the hands of several giants in the Hexi Academy Palace did not have a single source weapon!

Thinking of this, Yun Yang couldn't help but speed up his feet, and instantly came to the hilt of the sword.

Yun Yang held the rusty hilt of the sword in his right hand, and the next moment, a stream of information appeared in his mind.

"Rusty Sword, Spirit Rank Low-level Source Weapon, Spiritual Collapse ......" Seeing this, a touch of loss swelled up on Yun Yang's face.

The rest of the information then appeared in his mind, but it made Yun Yang's face gradually begin to freeze.

"The sword of the emperor when he was young, the sword contains the emperor's rhyme, and if you use it for a long time, you can understand the origin of swordsmanship. ”

The sword contains the imperial rhyme!

The origin of kendo!

Yun Yang's heart was shocked, no wonder this embroidered sword could burst out with such an amazing sword qi in the case of spiritual collapse, it turned out to be the source weapon worn by the Great Emperor!

Next, Yun Yang used all his strength to force the embroidered sword out of the square.

The moment he pulled out the embroidered sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the divine power was majestic, and the entire ruins were surrounded by lingering sword qi.

The old peasant under the stone ladder was so frightened that he smoked, but he saw with his own eyes that five or six Juyuan monks died tragically under these sword qi.

"Boss...... It's going to be fine!?" Old Dao's face was solemn, staring motionlessly at the end of the stone staircase, looking forward to seeing Yunyang's figure.

But Yun Yang, who pulled out the embroidered sword, did not go down for the first time, but continued to go deeper and walked towards the main hall.

In the center of the main hall, there is an extremely terrifying crack, as if it has been split by life, although so much time has passed, Yunyang also has a feeling of daunting when he sees it.

Yunyang walked into the main hall step by step, and on the way, he found many corpses of birds and monsters, some of which had been dead for a long time and turned into white bones, and some of the corpses had a trace of temperature on them.

A large number of demon beast corpses, naturally there will be a lot of inner pills, but some of them have been washed by the years, and when Yunyang picks them up, they turn into powder, and the source qi has collapsed.

In the end, Yun Yang took about eight or nine demon beast inner pills in his hand, and the grade was not low, and the worst was also the inner pill at the peak of Juyuan, which could be sold for a lot of money if it was placed outside.

Immediately, Yun Yang continued to go deeper, but at this moment, the freshly drawn embroidered sword in his hand trembled violently, as if he had encountered something terrible.

Eventually, Yunyang reached the end of the main hall, where a stone monument stood behind a mound overgrown with weeds.

Grave?

This was Yun Yang's subconscious reaction, but he was not wrong, there was indeed a tomb in front of him.

On the tombstone, the dragon and the phoenix danced with the epitaph, and in front of the tombstone, there was a half-black mask emitting a cyan glow.

"This is the tomb of my wine immortal emperor, intended to be buried, cut off the red dust, chase the avenue, I was young in the Feiyun Sect here, three years of wasted time, suffered all kinds of humiliation......"

The living and the dead are graved!

Yun Yang looked carefully, and this epitaph talked about the experience of an emperor named Jiuxian Emperor when he was young.

After reading it, Yunyang sighed in his heart, could it be that the past of the strong is so similar? ?

The same three years have not awakened, and the same people have been bullied.

In the end, Yunyang bowed three times in front of the tomb where Emperor Jiuxian was buried, and took away half of the bronze mask in front of the tomb.