Chapter Seventy-Four: Burial Sword Mountain

Burial Sword Mountain, located in the eastern part of the land of Kyushu tens of thousands of miles away from the sea, shaped like a giant sword in the sky, towering above the sea, let your angry waves be raging, still like the sea god needle majestic.

The sword peak towers into the clouds, the top of the top is the snow all the year round, because the mountain is steep, the mountain scenery is strange and treacherous, there are more clouds and mist, the spirit birds are flying, the pavilions and pavilions loom in the clouds and mist, it is really like the palace of the gods.

The flying boat that Haotian and others took landed directly on a huge square above the sea of clouds, at this time there were no less than a thousand people gathered on the square, at first Haotian and others thought that this was a welcome ceremony for them, but when the flying boat fell, no one noticed them at all, everyone gathered in the center of the square, as if they were watching something, and occasionally made a burst of noise.

Ling Yunzi brought everyone here, but only told them not to move around and wait for the elders to summon him, so he took the boat and left.

Everyone has just arrived, and they are not familiar with the place, plus this is the legendary immortal cultivation sect, presumably there must be a strong person like a cloud, even if it is the strength of the innate void pill realm, I am afraid it is not enough to see here, so everyone subconsciously took Haotian and Gong Li as the leader and hugged a small group.

Originally, they were just waiting for the summons outside the crowd, but the little girl Qianxue Wuwu heard the constant exclamations from the crowd, and couldn't suppress her curiosity, so she had to go over to take a look, Haotian and Gong Li had no choice but to escort her and fly over the crowd, and the rest of the inheritor candidates naturally followed them, and they also flew off the ground under the escort of the Dao Protector, and flew into the air with Haotian and the three of them.

At this time, in the center of the crowd, there was a wide open space, and a group of young men in black robes stood there, which was particularly conspicuous, with a skull-like symbol on their clothes, and the leader looked like he was in his early twenties, with his hands on his chest and a long sword on his back, with a proud and sharp expression.

Opposite this group of people was a group of young people wearing the same clothes as everyone present, obviously the disciples of this burial sword mountain, but the sword-shaped symbol on their robes was slightly different from the people around them, and it could be seen that they were different from ordinary disciples, but at this time, several of them were seriously injured, and they had obviously fought with the group of people opposite.

A thin young man in the group of black-robed people looked at the people of Burial Sword Mountain proudly, and said coldly:

"You people who bury Sword Mountain don't deserve to have such a blessed land, so you should obediently give it to us Huangquan Sword Sect, lest you make a big move and force me Huangquan Sword Sect to drive you out, so you won't look good on your face. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of Burial Sword Mountain were excited, and a tall young man in the lead echoed angrily:

"Dreaming! Just because your little Huangquan Sword Sect wants to occupy my sect of Burial Sword Mountain, it is simply wishful thinking, if you have the ability, you will take your sect up and down to fight, and I will be waiting for you at any time in Burial Sword Mountain!"

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth in the lead hooked up a disdainful smile, and he snorted coldly:

"With your group of disciples with wine bags and rice bags, the strength of the Burial Sword Mountain is nothing more than that, since you don't know what to do, then wait for the elders of my sect to lead all the disciples to come and level your mountain gate, so that you all become the servants of my Huangquan Sword Sect!"

After speaking, they seemed to be about to turn around and leave, but at the moment when they turned around, they suddenly saw Haotian and the others standing in the air above everyone's heads, and their faces changed greatly for a while, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Their sudden nervousness naturally attracted everyone's attention, and following their gaze, everyone in Burial Sword Mountain also saw a group of people in the sky behind them, more than a dozen, all of them did not use flying magic weapons, and they were suspended above ten zhang with their physical bodies alone, could it be that this group of people were all strong people in the Jindan Realm?!

"Okay, what a burial sword mountain, for the sake of a few junior disciples such as us, even the elders of the Jindan Realm have come forward in person, it's really a great majesty!" The group of black-robed young men looked at Haotian and the others in mid-air, all of them looked nervous, but the leading young man was quite calm, he looked directly at Haotian and the others, and still spoke very arrogantly.

Jin Dan Realm, Elder?

Haotian heard this person's words, and according to what he knew, he suddenly realized that in the so-called Immortal Gate, there were not always Jindan Realm monks everywhere, at least so many people in the square, including the group of black-robed youths, none of them were congenital, and he thought that it should be easy for the monks in the Immortal Gate to step into the innate realm, but now it seems that this is probably not the case, after all, the Heavenly Tribulation is not so easy to cross.

The rest of the people behind Haotian also realized this, not only did they feel that the Innate Golden Pill Realm was very strong in the Immortal Gate, but even the Innate Void Pill Realm was not a weak person in the Immortal Gate, among the people present, there were only the black-robed young man in the lead and the tall disciple of the Burial Sword Mountain.

At this time, Haotian did not speak, Liu Changsheng behind him stood up and said:

"We are not the Elders of Burial Sword Mountain. ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Burial Sword Mountain, who were originally excited, instantly fell into disappointment, these people really didn't look like they were from Burial Sword Mountain, after all, they had never seen them before, and the group of black-robed young men also breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, Liu Changsheng continued to speak:

"With our talent and strength, how can we become an elder, it's just a mere registered disciple, I just heard Your Excellency say that I have no one in Burial Sword Mountain, then, Buried Sword Mountain Registered Disciple Liu Changsheng, please advise!"

As he spoke, the long sword behind Liu Changsheng was automatically unsheathed and hung above his head, and the powerful sword qi instantly rushed straight to Xiao Han, the momentum was amazing, and the master Jiu Jian Immortal was as kind to him as a mountain, how could he see his master being humiliated, and he was already angry in his heart.

"Han Yu, a registered disciple of Burial Sword Mountain, please advise!"

Another long sword was unsheathed, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal.

"Lin Xiao, a registered disciple of Burial Sword Mountain, please advise!"

"Tan Feng, a registered disciple of Burial Sword Mountain, please advise!"

"Buried Sword Mountain Named Disciple ......"

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One after another, a full seven Dao Protectors stood up one after another, they may not all be powerful sword cultivators, but they are all genuine Innate Void Pill Realm powerhouses, when the seven powerful auras appear at the same time, they can still create a powerful deterrent.

Seven Innate Void Pill Realm powerhouses! Seven Named Disciples!

Is it really just a registered disciple? The group of black-robed youths didn't believe it, but they couldn't help but not believe it.

At this moment, another powerful aura suddenly appeared, when this aura appeared, the audience was shocked, even if it was the breath of the previous few congenital void pill realm powerhouses combined, it was less than one-tenth of this breath, people looked up, only to see the tall man who was the leader of the dozen people in the air stepped out, the cloud pattern robe on his body was windless, and his indifferent and majestic voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"Buried Sword Mountain's named disciple, Haotian!"