The red-haired yaksha slapped very seriously, and the high convex dirt bag slapped 'bang', and I was afraid that I would not give up if I didn't slap my claws in this posture.

Qiu Xiaobai couldn't bear to see its miserable appearance, and learned from the previous demonstration of the night walker, knelt down lightly facing the stone tablet, folded his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, a burst of black gas suddenly appeared on the stele, and several traces engraved on the stele also gushed out blue light, and the light flashed away, and Qiu Xiaobai's figure disappeared in front of the stele.

The endless corridor is wide and majestic, like a golden strip, but the color is black instead of gold.

The walls of the corridor were ruined, countless high walls collapsed in an instant, and piles of rubble spread all over the dark avenue.

Qiu Xiaobai walked on this dark avenue at this moment, the avenue was bumpy, but the rubble under his feet was extremely hard, and there was a soul floating on each piece of rubble.

The rubble is black, the soul is also black, the rubble is big and small, the soul is big and small, every piece of rubble is one with the avenue under the feet, and every soul is also integrated with the avenue under the feet.

Walking on such a dark avenue, Qiu Xiaobai's lichen also became pitch black, and it looked as if he had become one with this avenue.

The twin swords he was carrying behind him were also gone, replaced by a black sword held in his left hand.

The spikes of the black sword swayed with his steps, and the ownerless souls floating under his feet also floated with them, and wherever he went, these souls floated.

There was not a single figure on this long corridor that stretched as far as the eye could see, and there was a white mist everywhere, and black souls constantly floating under their feet.

The soul floated in the white mist, and everything in front of him expanded in the darkness and dissolved in the white mist.

Qiu Xiaobai walked along the road ahead, and he had a very strong feeling in his heart, which told him that there was something he wanted to encounter at the end of the corridor.

The corridor was covered with white mist, and Qiu Xiaobai ran quickly with a trace of incomprehensible emotion in his heart.

When he looked back and couldn't see the starting point, the soul floating in front of him suddenly turned into a swordsman.

Although their shapes were different, each of them had a sword in their hands, a fast sword that could feel the edge even if they could only see the phantom.

Their forms were just a phantom in Qiu Xiaobai's eyes, and when the vision changed sharply, the two swordsmen who were facing the illusion had already rushed over.

The sword light flashed again and again, and the two swordsmen stabbed over with swords on the left and right, and the attack was as fast as a flying eagle pecking, and the distance of one zhang passed in an instant, and the tips of the two swords respectively slashed towards Qiu Xiaobai's head, carrying the momentum of a pincer.

It was already difficult to escape from the left and right sides, Qiu Xiaobai only stepped out of a sliding step and quickly retreated, and easily pulled out the black sword held in his left hand.

The Void Sword in their hands danced extremely quickly, and the coordination between the attacks of one move and one style was also very smooth, if they were stabbed by this illusory sword blade, Qiu Xiaobai would not dare to guarantee that there would be no harm if they fell to the ground.

The black sword in his hand is light and dexterous, although he is not as skilled as the double sword in his hand, but it seems to be much more handy than the double sword when he wields it, Qiu Xiaobai retreated while thinking about a strategy to break the enemy.

The enemy blade is in front of him, Qiu Xiaobai's left hand stretches out his two fingers against the sword body, and his right hand stands in front of him with a horizontal sword, this kind of single sword block is a little slower than the double sword block in terms of speed, but the effect of blocking is much better.

"Ding ——!"

In the flash of light, the three blades collided with each other.

The black qi on the black sword surged, covering the entire sword body with a mysterious dark power, and suddenly swept towards the other two sword shadow earth sword bodies.

When the swordsman composed of the two phantoms saw this, his expression suddenly burst, and his hands that were originally clenched by the force of the sword blade were urgently withdrawn, and his body had quickly retreated, and he wanted to abandon the sword and flee.

It's a pity that the sword qi covered by the black sword is not limited to the sword surface, the hands of the two swordsmen have just come out, and before the human body has turned around, the dark power has swallowed them at all.

The white light on the ground on the sword body flashed and disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it was calm again.

With this dismount, the soul bodies that were about to move in front of them avoided one after another, and the souls that occasionally roared hoarsely did not dare to step forward easily.

Qiu Xiaobai returned the scabbard and walked forward as usual, this time he felt even more in his heart, the front should have come to an end.

At the end of the broken promenade is a curved arch bridge, the arch bridge is still dilapidated, but there are a few sporadic scarlet colors on it, which is different from the dark promenade.

On the side of the arched bridge was a rickety old woman, wearing a gray-black dress, so old that no one knew about it, and the position on her chest could be vaguely seen as the word 'sword'.

Beside her lay a box, as old as the clothes on her body, and three copper locks connected to each other outside the box, and the old woman was holding three keys in her hands.

The old woman's face was the same as the clothes on her body, so old that she could not tell her age at all, she stood quietly aside, her demeanor did not move in the slightest, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she silently seemed to be asleep.

The box is hung with copper locks boxy, made of the most original copper materials, the appearance and shape of these three copper locks are exactly the same, and it is difficult to distinguish the difference with the naked eye alone.

The key in the old woman's hand is also made of copper, the length is about three inches, the whole body is dark yellow, and the appearance of each one is exactly the same.

That's kind of weird.

The three keys must correspond to the three keys, and it seems that you still have to start with this old woman next to you to have a chance to get these three keys, and then open this red box.

"Descendant of the Black Sword, you're finally here." Just as Qiu Xiaobai was about to speak and ask questions, the silent old woman had already spoken before him.

"Huh? I wonder what the old lady commands? Qiu Xiaobai was slightly surprised, so she tried to talk.

"The heirs of the black sword have gone through more than 1,500 years since the opening of the star of Astan, but anyone who can become the heir of the black sword must be a genius who is unparalleled in the world. But even if you are a genius, you still need the blessing of good luck to be blessed. In the world of swordsmen, if you want to stand in the world, you must rely on powerful weapons to complement each other and achieve the realm of human and sword unity. ”

The old woman's tone was silent, cold and without the slightest emotion:

"Every ten years, the Black Dragon Hall will hold a black dragon banquet, and the descendants of the black sword from all over the world will come here to conduct a good luck assessment, and only those who have good luck can open the copper lock and obtain a peerless sword. Only the peerless heirs who have obtained the Divine Sword are eligible to walk on the Dragon Seeking Bridge and go to the Black Dragon Hall to rest the supreme exercises. The latest chapter of the "Hundred Plating" online game Legend Claw Book House is free to read for the first time.