"How so, I can't see anything!"

Blood flowed from Lingyun's body, and the wounds opened and closed, making people feel her danger.

Leng Qiu looked ahead, his brows furrowed, his expression became extremely solemn, and said:

"There must be a formation, but unfortunately I'm not proficient in formation!"

Thinking that in the thirty-three-story palace, after obtaining the outline of the formation, he didn't take a look at it, so he had to enter the next level.

If you can study it for a while, maybe it will have some effect.

There was no way, so the Qinghai magic lamp was summoned again, which instantly illuminated the whole world.

He was afraid that after the strange treasure came out, it would be destroyed by the ubiquitous sword intent, so he refused to take it out for a long time.

Now it's time to take a chance.

Maybe because it wasn't a living thing, the killing intent was not targeted, and it was quietly blooming with brilliant light.

Everything in front of me changed in an instant, and it was completely different from what I had just seen.

Although the mountain peaks still rise into the sky, they are even more majestic, reaching up to a thousand meters, and are shaped like long swords magnified countless times, straight up and down.

It was covered with a layer of blood, scarlet and dazzling, and I don't know when the blood flowed out.

This blood forms rows of handwriting, just as those crazy people say:

"Immortals are hard to bury, demons are hard to destroy, gods are not destroyed, they are all dead!"

"Don't come, there are many white bones on the road to hell, no matter how proud you are!"

"Heaven and earth are collapsing, the world is gone, where is our path?"

The bloodstains are like the sad songs of endless people, unspeakable helplessness and sadness.

Those who once wrote in blood did not know what kind of despair they had to endure to write like this.

The two of them looked at the handwriting on it, some of them were golden, some were black, and some seemed to glow green.

It's not ordinary blood!

"What has the bloody master experienced, to be so desperate!"

Lingyun's scalp was numb, her expression was solemn, her face was pale, and she could feel the endless despair between the lines.

How could Leng Qiu know, and said in a deep voice:

"Maybe it's a big change between heaven and earth, let's go see the other peaks!"

It could be that they didn't take a step forward, so they didn't feel anything, they just saw it.

With endless doubts in my heart, I walked around the periphery and walked to the foot of another mountain.

The handwriting on it is still written in blood, but the meaning contained in it is very different:

"I am a sword immortal, from ancient times, passing by the prosperity and silence, to see the avenue!"

"Ascend to the sky, walk on the song, even if there is no road, move forward!"

"The fog on the road ahead, the bones turn into dust, the avenue is at the foot, and I will also go to the sky!"

......

On this mountain, patches of rhetoric seem to be moving forward.

Positive statements make people's hearts full of pride.

Leng Qiu frowned when he saw it, what is it like?

Don't you say that Sword Mountain contains great opportunities?

It's in these handwritings?

What did Master Yuansheng realize in the first place? Or is it just a trap?

With everything at the moment, I can't figure it out at all!

Even though the handwriting on the mountain peak looks very heroic, it still hasn't entered.

Lingyun said lightly:

"Let's take a look around the perimeter, maybe we can get some clues, and then go inside?"

She didn't want to get into it quickly, she wanted to see more of the peaks.

Leng Qiu only had one word of indifference: "Go!"

The two of them did not take a step beyond the thunder pool, and still went in other directions.

"The phantom beast is dead, the formation is buried, the ban is destroyed, the divine path is collapsed, the immortal path is broken, and the road is broken!"

"All things are born, all things are long, the demon road rises, and the soul is immortal!"

"I lead the magic knife to the heavens, and the blood stains the sky will not be destroyed!"

......

On each peak, there are different bloodstains, which make people feel the tragedy, heroism, despair, high spirits, and peerless nature of the bloodstain owner.

They even saw eighteen epochs that had ever existed, and the more ancient they were, the longer they were.

From 100,000 years, to hundreds of thousands of years, to millions of years, to tens of millions of years.

If you don't look at the handwriting, they simply don't know that there was once so much history, hidden in the long river of history.

Leng Qiu's heart was full of shock, and the development of ancient history was far beyond his imagination.

It may have existed for much longer than the so-called Earth Time.

Come to think of it, the earth is just a small fragment after the Xuanhuang Continent was shattered, and it is nothing.

What he saw and heard in front of him simply burst his heart.

The two men walked around the perimeter, scattering a trail of blood and heading in other directions.

Cuihua and the others, one hundred and eighty meters away, with the help of the light of the Qinghai magic lamp, also saw a lot of bloodstains, felt the breath above, and couldn't calm down in their hearts for a long time.

They are just ordinary cultivators, even if they are stronger than ordinary people, they are still just ordinary cultivators, and they can't even reach the Immortal Realm, so they can't get in touch with many secrets at all.

Their hearts were shocked, they didn't know what had happened in history, only that a world that they had never touched before had quietly opened its door.

In the shock, Leng Qiu and the two of them walked to the far left, and they couldn't see their figures at all.

One by one, they came back from the shock, and their eyes fell on each other's eyes, and they found that everyone was very shocked.

"There's a lot of history, gods and demons, formations, phantom beasts, prohibitions, stone people, demon paths, etc., where did they collapse, and they have to change from generation to generation?"

When Ye Feihua saw it, her head couldn't turn around.

Since the destruction from generation to generation, there must be some terrible reason, otherwise it would not be so cruel.

"Who knows what happened in history, only that we don't have access to it now!"

Yin Miaoyi was working how to keep the Heavenly Demon Sect, and he didn't think so much about it in his heart.

I can't even live by myself, I think too much, I'm just too ambitious!

"Although I am the chief disciple of the second-order sect, I have not been exposed to these histories. Are we outdated, or are there too many hidden secrets!"

Sikong Phantom thinks that his identity is superior, and said quite proudly.

"You wounded, don't think too much. Our master is the chosen son of the Aragami Temple, and he doesn't know anything, and he thinks he's good!"

Cuihua despises him very much, is that identity interesting?

A sentence passed over, and he closed his mouth and said no more.

"Say less, seize the opportunity, experience the sword intent, and improve yourself. It is possible to know what really happened in history!"

Chrysanthemum gave her a blank look, there was no need to change her mind for others.

After the shock, everything was in my heart and I was ready to breathe.

It's too early to say that, it's better to improve yourself.

What they thought, Leng Qiu and the two didn't know, and when they slowly walked forward, they saw more bloodstained characters.

Of course, in the other direction, I saw others trying to explore.

"Look there, it's not like any other mountain!"

Walking past the foot of a mountain, Lingyun pointed between the two peaks and suddenly exclaimed.