A bronze greatsword covered with rust left by the years was plunged straight into the gray-brown earth, and the gray-brown earth was also centered on the place where it was inserted, with circles of imprints, and the outermost perimeter was still surrounded by spatial barriers.

The greatsword may be hundreds of feet long, regardless of the part where it is inserted into the ground. And on the ground next to it, there are countless swords that are either straight into it, or stabbed diagonally, or half-hidden on the ground, and the whole scene looks like a magnificent sword tomb, where generations of sword cultivators buried their swords when they died, accompanying each other in the passage of time.

Qin Ping flew to the hilt of the giant sword, and when he looked closely, the hilt was not the color of wood like an ordinary long sword, but the color of rusty metal that was similar to the body of the sword. Qin Ping didn't dare to touch it rashly, since he carved these images, there should be information that he wanted to convey, or an organ or something.

Qin Ping secretly wrote down the general pattern on the hilt of the sword, and began to fly down slowly. After the hilt of the sword is the sword grid, the rust on the sword grid is relatively less, but there is no extra carving on the sword grid except for the giant elephant, only a piece of golden jade is inlaid, I don't know if it is because of the long time, the golden jade has almost no luster, and the jade is still as if it has been polluted, obviously dark. The two sides of the sword grid stretched out in a long way, and the cloud and thunder style jumped on it.

Qin Ping continued to fly downward, after passing the sword grid is the sword body of the giant sword, time has rendered it with mottled rust traces, and you can still see the carvings on the spine of the sword, from the roaring lion to the leaping horse, from the swan with wings flying, to the majestic dragon with five claws, one by one the images are still lifelike after the baptism of time, and the blade of the sword has been smoothed by time, it looks very wide, but there is no trace of sharpness.

Qin Ping fell to the ground, and beside him was the huge sword. Qin Ping walked towards the normal-sized swords next to him, most of the swords were broken, some were broken, some were gone, some were gone, and some were just a small section of the tip of the sword, embedded in the ground, black and green rust spots appeared on each sword, whether the sword was bronze or iron or a unique material.

Qin Ping leaned down, didn't rush to touch it, or first used the blue-gold vitality to touch a sword with only the sword body, and the vitality could only be wrapped around the sword body, feeling like a piece of mortal iron that had no strength, but it was difficult for the vitality to penetrate into it, and it was not like it was because of any special attributes or imprints, but it seemed that the texture was beyond imagination and dense, which made it difficult for the vitality to penetrate.

In addition, Qin Ping didn't feel any other characteristics of this sword, Qin Ping held his hand on the fault of the sword body, and slowly exerted force outward, but he didn't pull it out at once.

Qin Ping continued to exert strength, not only did he not succeed in pulling out the sword, but he did not even have the slightest damage to the sword body under such a huge force, until Qin Ping used eighty percent of the force, he let go of his hand and stopped pulling out.

Qin Ping's hands were sealed, and the three points between his eyebrows were on fire, this time Qin Ping did not throw out the essence fire directly as before, but controlled it in his palm, and a little bit of flames also gathered from all around, and pushed the strong fire ball on the sword body with his palm, and kept scorching.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature is getting higher and higher, but the broken sword is unmoved, and the temperature of the sword body has not risen sharply, but it is slightly hotter, seeing that the fire is getting bigger and bigger, Qin Ping did not continue, but withdrew the essence fire between his eyebrows, and the flames that gathered suddenly dispersed.

The Broken Sword is still the same fragile appearance that has been eroded by time, but it is much stronger than countless divine soldiers. Qin Ping didn't feel surprised, all this seemed to be taken for granted. In the first layer, the trees were almost indestructible, in the second, the water was almost indestructible, and in the third layer, it was not surprising that the broken sword was extremely strong.

Qin Ping got up and walked around, looking around to see if there was any unusual sword existence. There are so many broken swords in this layer, it is completely unrealistic to want to explore them all, and if there are any key clues hidden in it, there should be something special to make it stand out.

Qin Ping turned around and didn't find any sword with a very special place, but found a magical rule, except for the giant sword in the middle, all the swords in the audience were broken, and the broken parts of the broken swords were exposed, and each sword was fixed on the circular notches on the ground, arranged in a circle, like a meticulous formation.

Qin Ping thought silently for a while, but he didn't think clearly about the effect that this formation could achieve, and this idea was temporarily shelved by him.

Qin Ping still cast his gaze back on the bronze giant sword, which should be the key to this layer.

Qin Ping flew up, the blue-gold vitality was entwined upward, he thought that he would activate some pattern or mechanism, but nothing happened, the giant sword was also similar to countless broken swords, there was nothing special, but the texture was dense, and the vitality was difficult to penetrate.

Qin Ping slapped his palm directly on the spine of the bronze giant sword, only to hear a loud sound of metal striking, buzzing, and lasting for a long time, this big sword was not as strong as those small swords, and it trembled when he hit it.

The trembling of the greatsword slowly stopped, and not much change occurred. Qin Ping continued to fly up, and came to the front of the dark golden jade inlaid on the sword grid, the yuan force slowly poured into the jade, and the dark golden jade slowly brightened, Qin Ping was overjoyed, this should be a breakthrough, and when he wanted to continue to convey the vitality, a feeling of palpitations hit his heart, and Qin Ping stopped transporting.

It doesn't make sense that it's that simple, this ancient emperor likes this style of subtly influencing people, if one of his levels is to let the test taker send vitality into the jade without any scruples, then he really violated himself. Qin Ping didn't continue to convey vitality, this was already an obvious trap.

But Qin Ping also thinks that this sword is the key to opening the problem, since the gem is a trap, then the key should be somewhere else.

Qin Ping flew to the hilt of the sword and carefully examined the engraving on it again. Suddenly, a very hidden image appeared in front of him, that image was trapped in a large circle of notches on the hilt of the sword, if it was not for careful observation and could not be found, the thing drawn on the image was even more interesting, it was actually a person standing in front of a giant sword surrounded by a circular array, giving vitality to the gem.

It was really three hundred taels of silver here, and Qin Ping was even more determined to think that it was a trap.

But in that case, the question is, where is the key to solving the puzzle?