Ye Huan looked at the dense swords on his head in a daze, and at a cursory glance, there were as many as 10,000 swords. These swords have long swords, short swords, broken swords, big swords, small swords, some are wide, some are narrow, some are gorgeous and abnormal, some are simple and waveless, some are overflowing with aura, and some are like black sticks...... These swords come in a variety of shapes, and no two swords are the same.

Could it be that all the swords in this world are here, and an absurd idea appeared in Ye Huan's heart. Ye Huan even saw that his Tianhe Sword was also in this dense sword array, slowly spinning.

Ye Huan has been learning the formation above the Joyful Divine Wind for a long time, but after seeing the nearly 10,000 sharp swords above, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

These swords seem to be suspended in the air in a chaotic manner, but they give people the feeling that these ten thousand swords combine to form a huge array. Each of them has its own position, each has its own pendulum, each has its own rotation speed, and each has its own flight path.

At this time, the tips of these 10,000 swords were all pointing downward, aiming at Ye Huan, who had just come to this space, and the endless pressure made Ye Huan's heart almost stop beating in an instant. With such a terrifying coercion, even if the legendary immortals came here, in the face of the coercion of these ten thousand swords, I am afraid they would not be able to resist.

And at this time, Ye Huan was just a Taoist boy who had just come into contact with Taoism, how could he resist this huge coercion like the pouring of the sea, just for a moment, his back was already wet with cold sweat, and his whole body didn't dare to move a bit, and even the heart in his body stopped.

The terrifying pressure suddenly pressed on Ye Huan's body like Mount Tai pressing on the top, almost crushing him to the ground, and his knees gradually bent down.

"!" Ye Huan gritted the crown of his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead also protruded, sweat was rolling on his head, he roared in a low voice, his feet stepped on the path of golden light, and his hands were raised with great difficulty to meet the majestic coercion, desperately resisting the terrifying coercion like Pangu lifting the sky.

Maybe it was because he sensed that Ye Huan didn't want to admit defeat, and the coercion emanating from the ten thousand swords became even greater, if Ye Huan was on the gravity steps, it was the pressure on the body, then here, under the ten thousand swords, it was the pressure on the soul.

Ye Huan was unwilling, he had come here with great difficulty, and he must not kneel, maybe this is the last level, maybe there are other tests. If he can't hold on to his knees, then Ye Huan will have no hope at all.

Kneeling to the heavens and kneeling to the master, I will not kneel otherwise, let alone these 10,000 swords, how can Lao Tzu give in to you?

"Click!" "Click!"

The terrifying coercion seemed to be endless, growing as Ye Huan's resistance time increased. The bones in his body crackled under the tremendous pressure of the Ten Thousand Swords, and perhaps in the next second, his hands and legs would not be able to withstand the pressure of the Ten Thousand Swords and would be broken.

Boom, the pressure above increases again, and if the pressure is added slowly, it may be able to withstand some of it. But this coercion came suddenly, almost causing Ye Huan to collapse on the ground, and there was a sound like a soybean popping in his body, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

At this moment, a person appeared on the platform in front of Ye Huan, this person was dressed in a simple robe, full of silver hair, but his face was as young and handsome as a young man, he stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at Ye Huan not far away with a smile.

After another moment, finally when Ye Huan couldn't hold it anymore, the young man waved his hand gently, and the dense sword suspended on Ye Huan's head disappeared in an instant, and the terrifying coercive compartment instantly dissipated.

The pressure was suddenly empty, Ye Huan took a few steps back, and sat down on the Cotai Avenue, a little stunned, how could it be so good that these swords suddenly disappeared?

At this time, Ye Huan was a little embarrassed, his whole body was in abnormal pain, and he was not only greatly injured by this coercion, but also his soul. The recovery of the body is very simple, but there is no way to hurt the soul.

A soft light shone from the front, and under the illumination of this light, Ye Huan could clearly feel that his body began to repair, and even the wounds on his soul began to recover.

"You can actually use the gravity steps that others can't pass through to exercise your body, you can also walk out of the dark road, and you can resist the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect Array." The young man walked in front of Ye Huan, looked at the exhausted Ye Huan, and said with a smile of relief.

At this time, Ye Huan's body and mind were extremely tired, and he could only look at the white-haired young man in front of him.

The young man smiled: "Don't be nervous, Poor Dao is the fourth generation head of Shushan Xuanyue, since you have passed the test set by Poor Dao, the inheritance of my Shushan is naturally yours." If you are destined, I hope you will work hard to cultivate after you get my Shushan inheritance, break through the void as soon as possible, and soar in the day. At that point, you'll be able to know some of the secrets, but now you're not qualified to know. ”

"Close your eyes, relax your spirit, and accept my Shushan heritage."

The person in front of him turned out to be the fourth generation head of Shushan, who was a figure thousands of years or even 10,000 years ago, and he had been in this illusion all along? What is the secret he is talking about? Could it be the secret of the Crossing Ring? Or is it the meaning of the phrase "the human race is immortal"?

Ye Huan thought for a while and saw it, the head of Xuanyue had already said that with his current strength, he was not qualified to know the truth of these things, since this was the case, it was better to cultivate well.

Thinking of this, Ye Huan also closed his eyes and relaxed his spirit.

"Humanity is slim. Immortal Dao is reckless. Hell-witted.

When life is the door. Immortal Dao Guisheng. The ghost road is expensive.

……

Reciting the Demon Spirit. Slash the six ghosts.

The weather is turbulent. I'm thriving! ”

In Ye Huan's mind, countless voices sounded, including men and women, old and young, magnificent atmosphere, and desolate and low, and these voices actually recited the "Immortal Tao Sutra" together. With the recitation of the Immortal Dao Sutra, this golden world became brighter and brighter, and one after another light shone on Ye Huan's body.

It was not an ordinary light, but a majestic and incomparably majestic righteousness, and countless sealed memories rushed into Ye Huan's mind. In an instant, a large amount of information rushed to his mind, and the severe pain made him snort, but he still gritted his teeth.

I don't know how long it took for the golden light of this space to dim again.

"Ye Huan, remember, the human race is immortal!" Xuan Yue sighed lightly and waved her hand, Ye Huan disappeared into this space and came to the gate of the Taiqing Hall of Shushan, and Xuan Yue's figure gradually dissipated.

At this time, Hai Xin was still sitting in front of the hall at the gate of the Taiqing Palace, and saw a burst of golden light flickering, and Ye Huan's figure gradually appeared in the golden light.