Qin Yun walked out of the Nine Heavens Star River Diagram, and the surroundings were still pitch black, and no anomalies occurred.

Qin Yun circled around, and there was nothing strange to discover, so he walked towards the door.

It is a stone gate made of a huge stone, three meters high and two meters wide, not huge but very heavy.

It can be engraved with a pattern of a real dragon bowing its head, with nine real dragons prostrate on the ground, bowing their heads in one direction, as if to worship a certain person or creature.

Qin Yun was very surprised, he didn't understand what this picture portended, but the strength of the person who could make the nine true dragons bow down must be very extraordinary, maybe the person who worshiped the nine true dragons was the master of this immortal burial place.

Although Qin Yun's heart was shocked, he didn't stay here anymore, and he used all his strength to push open this stone door.

But when he opened the stone door and saw what was behind it, he was stunned.

This is a very empty underground palace corridor, a hundred meters high, a thousand meters long huge stone wall erected in front of him, the stone wall does not know what stone is made of, but the hardness is above the meteoric iron.

Of course, this was not the real reason for Qin Yun's shock, what really shocked Qin Yun was that the patterns carved on this huge stone wall made him speechless in shock.

In fact, it is not right to say that it is a pattern, because the pattern on this stone wall is actually a long sword mark, which crisscrosses and spreads from one end of the stone wall to the other.

Qin Yun roughly counted it, and there were three thousand eight hundred in total.

These sword marks all exuded incomparably fierce sword intent, and the further you went in, the stronger the sword intent on those stone walls.

Qin Yun just glanced at a sword mark fifty meters away, and his heart felt as if he had been slashed with a sword, and the whole person flew out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"This ...... Who the hell is this sword intent left by someone?How can it be so terrifying?Could it be that this is left by the owner of this immortal burial?" The shock in Qin Yun's heart was beyond words.

The owner who left these sword marks was too powerful, Qin Yun just glanced at a sword mark fifty miles away, and was injured by the sword intent emanating from this sword mark.

One can imagine how terrifying the sword intent emanating from this stone wall is?

If sword intent is necessary to use water, then the sword intent that Qin Yun comprehends is nothing more than a glass of water, and the sword intent comprehended by the owner of this stone wall is a lake, and the entire avenue of swords is an endless sea.

Qin Yun took a deep breath, walked to the front of the stone wall, and stretched out his hand to touch the first sword mark.

Immediately, his hand felt a sharp sword intent coming from the sword marks, cutting through his fingers.

"It's such a terrifying sword intent, the owner who left this sword intent has at least reached the level of the Great Dao. Qin Yun was shocked in his heart.

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A strong person who can reach the Great Dao level must at least be at least the Immortal King level, which means that this immortal burial is at least an immortal king tomb?

Qin Yun couldn't help but gasp, and his heart was only full of shock.

However, he really didn't understand, how could an immortal burial place at least the level of an immortal king appear in this mortal realm, and it was located under this dragon slaying island?

Qin Yun couldn't figure it out, unless Qin Yun saw the owner of this tomb before he could know his deeds.

But what I see now is only the tip of the iceberg of this immortal burial, and under the entire Dragon Slaying Island, there is a fairy palace of this immortal burial.

Of course, the discovery of the tip of the iceberg alone is already priceless, even if this stone tablet is placed in the fairy world, it is definitely a super priceless treasure, and it will definitely attract the big forces of the fairy world to fight for it, after all, the sword intent left by the fairy king is not comparable to other treasures.

This stele is completely equivalent to an immortal king-level sword cultivation (日rì) record, if you can understand all the sword marks on it, qr1

Even Qin Yun was eager to move this huge stone tablet away, so that he could carry it with him, and slowly comprehend the sword intent on it after he could carry it.

However, this huge stele is obviously connected to the entire underground palace, and if you want to move this stele away, unless Qin Yun has the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea, it is impossible to do it.

Qin Yun felt slightly regretful, and felt a burst of regret in his heart.

However, since he can't move away, it's better to stay here for a while, anyway, this is the second day he enters Dragon Slaying Island, and the thirty-day (日rì) period is still very long.

So Qin Yun no longer hesitated, and sat down cross-legged directly in the air, carefully observing these sword marks, and feeling the sword intent on the sword marks through the power of his soul.

The sword intent of the first ten realms was not very strong, and Qin Yun already had sword intent, so the sword intent on these ten sword marks was easily comprehended by him.

However, when Qin Yun began to comprehend the eleventh sword mark, his brows furrowed tightly.

Qin Yun sat in the void, looking at the eleventh sword mark, and at the same time using his soul power to perceive the gaps and veins of the sword mark, so as to feel the sword intent emanating from the sword mark.

Closing his eyes slightly, Qin Yun seemed to see a middle-aged man in a white robe with a fairy spirit, holding a very ordinary iron sword, standing a hundred meters away from this stone tablet.

His eyes were sharp, like a sword flashing, and he gently slashed out a sword, as if he didn't use the slightest aura.

In an instant, a brilliant sword light came out through the sword, cutting through the void and hitting the stone stele, leaving a sword mark three feet wide, and the sword intent lingered on the sword mark, which lasted for a long time.

Qin Yun frowned, he had seen this sword mark many times, but he still couldn't understand why the middle-aged man in that picture didn't use his aura and gently slashed out a sword with such a huge power?

You must know that this stele is not an ordinary material, the hardness is completely comparable to that of the Star Sword, with Qin Yun's strength now, even if he uses all his strength, he may not be able to leave a gap in the stele, let alone leave a long sword mark.

Qin Yun closed his eyes, trying to recall the picture just now in his mind, every subtle movement of the white-robed middle-aged man, every wisp of breath appeared in his mind one by one.

Qin Yun sat for three days, and for three days he had been sitting in the void, not moving at all.

Finally on the fourth day, Qin Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

A powerful sword intent burst out from his eyes, and Qin Yun (身shēn) quickly retreated, and at the same time, a star long sword appeared in his hand, directly slashing out a sword.

Similarly, without using a trace of aura, a sharp sword light instantly came out through the Xingchen Long Sword Storm (Shooting shè).

The sword slashed through the void at a rapid pace, like a flickering starlight, leaving a foot-long sword mark in the blank space of the sword mark stele.