The vast Kunlun Mountain, the misty Ten Thousand Immortal Ancestors, this is the origin of Chinese mythology, the original heavenly court in the legend.

At this time, Ye Chen was standing in the sea of clouds between the peaks of Kunlun Mountain, and walked towards one of the peaks in the void.

Originally, Ye Chen planned to return to Huaxia with Zhao Wenyou and the others, and then come to Kunlun with Ye Yun and the others to explore the ruins of the Haotian Sword Sect, maybe they could also seek some opportunities for them.

Even though the Haotian Sword Sect was destroyed, only the ruins remained, and the treasures left behind in it were also extraordinary.

But when he passed through Kunlun Mountain, he felt that an inexplicable aura was summoning him below, Ye Chen was puzzled, so he said goodbye to Zhao Wenyou and the others, and went to the mountain that summoned him.

Zhao Wenyou originally suspected that Ye Chen's sword inheritance was related to the Haotian Sword Sect, so he was even more determined in his heart, so he naturally would not interfere in the matter of the ruins of the Haotian Sword Sect in Kunlun Mountain, and left directly with Lou Ge and a few people.

After all, in Zhao Wenyou's opinion, a prehistoric relic is far less important than a strong person like Ye Chen.

It's just that he didn't know that the place Ye Chen was going to was not where the ruins of the Haotian Sword Sect were.

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Kunlun Mountain Cloud Peak.

This is an extremely steep mountain peak in the depths of the Kunlun Mountains, which is magnificent and magnificent and goes straight to the nine skies, and the clouds and clouds are not as bright as all in the mortal world, so it is named Yunxiao Peak.

There are also rumors that the Yunxiao Fairy in the mythological era once cultivated here, and the Yuan Shen Tianxian was free and detached, so it was called Yunxiao Peak.

Ye Chen stepped into the vast sea of clouds and came directly to the peak of this cloud peak.

"That strange summoning power seems to come from here." Ye Chen looked at the surrounding scene and frowned and muttered to himself.

On top of this cloud peak. Except for the white mist condensed by pure vitality, this place, which has not been visited for thousands of years, is completely covered by ice and snow, but it is not steep, but very smooth, like a platform that has been deliberately cut out, which is very different from the overall steep peak.

"Sword intent?" Ye Chen muttered to himself, he stood on this platform, and through the thick ice and the howling cold wind, he felt a sword intent.

This sword intent is very faint. It's like a breeze. Even if he was not careful, he would ignore it, Ye Chen felt that if he hadn't refined the half-plane and had a strength comparable to the Sword Spirit Realm, he would have felt this sword intent at all.

But this does not mean that the sword intent is weak. On the contrary, in Ye Chen's opinion. This sword intent is simply incredibly powerful.

Although the sword intent is faint. However, the breath that exudes from it is incomparably vast and ancient, mysterious and unpredictable, and the Tao rhyme is hidden.

This is the sword intent left by a certain great supernatural person from an endless period of time. Time was afraid to be counted in the tens of millions, but this sword intent made Ye Chen feel extremely familiar.

This wisp of sword intent made Ye Chen feel the most primordial breath in heaven and earth, and it was also the most ancient aura, which was the most initial aura.

"Taichu ......" Ye Chen almost whispered, "No wonder I was summoned." ”

That sword pierced through the primordial eternity, desolate the universe.

Fairy Sword Prime!

This sword intent is the sword intent of the Immortal Sword Taichu!

His master, the Primal Sword Saint Li Xuanjing, was the Primordial Master of the Immortal Sword.

As a disciple of Li Xuanjing, Ye Chen was naturally very familiar with the Taichu Sword Intent.

However, his master was only more than three thousand years old, and it was impossible for him to appear on the earth before the eons of eternity, let alone use the Immortal Sword Taichu to leave a sword intent on this Cloud Peak.

Maybe it was the original sword master of the Immortal Sword Taichu. Ye Chen thought in his heart.

The origin of the fairy sword has become a mystery, and it was not cast during the kendo civilization, but it has appeared in the martial arts civilization period, and it is even rumored that this is the sword of the fairy family during the immortal civilization.

Later, after several twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of the Taiyi Sword Sect, but there were only a few people who could rule the Taichu for millions of years.

And Ye Chen's master, Li Xuanjing, is the contemporary Taichu Sword Master.

"But I want to see what the primordial sword marks on this Cloud Peak look like." Ye Chen's feet stepped on the ice, and the red sword yuan in his hand flashed.

"Boom!"

The void exploded, thunder roared, and the sword light of Wanhua Thunder Fire erupted.

The ice on the top of the Sky Peak had been condensed for thousands of years, and it was as hard as steel and gold, and it was impossible for ordinary flames to melt it.

But under the scorching of Ye Chen's Thunder Fire Sword Yuan, these cold ice actually began to soften and thin, and gradually melted.

The cold wind swept up into the sky, completely replaced by a rolling heat wave, and the ice on the entire Yunxiao Peak platform quickly melted.

"Click!"

The ice began to break, the freeze began to disintegrate, and countless pieces of ice turned into gurgling water and flowed down the mountain peaks.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, this was a huge piece of cold ice that fell directly on the peak of the clouds, penetrating the clouds and falling into the abyss.

"Whew!"

Ye Chen's output to Jian Yuan increased again, and the entire peak of Yunxiao Peak was dyed a fiery red, and the cold ice that had been condensed for tens of millions of years was only a thin layer.

The general outline of the entire peak platform had already appeared in Ye Chen's eyes.

As the ice melted away, an incomparably wide platform appeared in front of Ye Chen.

There is a stone platform in the center of the platform, and a stone bench on each side, but there is nothing else on the platform.

This is really a platform that has been cut out by a sword, and Ye Chen can even clearly see the sword light lines on the platform.

Primal Sword Intent!

This platform was cut out by someone with the fairy sword primordial.

After the ice melted, Ye Chen's sense of the Primal Sword Intent became even more obvious, and only then did he distinguish that there were actually two kinds of Primal Sword Intent on this platform!

The law of Tao rhyme comes from the same source, but the meaning is completely opposite.

One of the sword intent was contained in the entire platform, ubiquitous, and it was also the sword intent that Ye Chen felt at the beginning.

Zhongzheng is peaceful, warm and natural, with a touch of joy and warmth, containing the law of the avenue, the origin of the primordial.

The other was something that Ye Chen didn't feel at first, it was frozen in thick ice.

From a huge sword mark that pierced the entire platform at the top of the Sky Peak.

The platform is being split in two. At the same time, it is also a stone platform and a stone bench that run through the center of the platform.

What is contained in it is incomparable remorse and regret, desolation and pain, such negative feelings are almost condensed into substance, and they directly re-enter Ye Chen's sea of knowledge.

Ye Chen only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was almost unconscious.

At this time, he was already getting a glimpse of the divine realm for the first time, and his divine consciousness actually sank in an instant, falling into endless darkness.

"Zheng!"

A clear sword roar woke Ye Chen up, and a faint blue light wrapped Ye Chen's sea of knowledge, expelling that strong negative feeling.

"It's dangerous!" Ye Chen, who came to his senses, still felt palpitations, and was already shocked into a cold sweat.

If there is no Changming Candle Huang resident in the Mud Pill Palace. At this time, he should have been dissipated by that negativity. became a living dead.

Ye Chen looked at the sword marks on the platform in shock, what kind of sword intent did this leave by someone, it was actually terrifying to this kind of Cheng Dù.

Sword Immortal? Or is it the primordial gods?

Ye Chen set his eyes on the stone platform in the center of the platform again, and at the same time held the Everbright Candle in his hand. The golden light surrounded the body protection divine light of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. Then he slowly walked over like the stone platform.

"Chessboard?" Ye Chen sighed lightly.

There are lines crisscrossing the stone platform. It's clearly a chessboard.

In a trance, Ye Chen seemed to see the stone platform surrounded by elixir flowers and fruits, in the golden light of the clouds. There is a man and a woman playing chess against each other, and the movements of the two are all implicit laws and rhymes, which makes people indulge.

However, the man was dressed in white and carrying a long sword, but his back was to Ye Chen, and he couldn't see his face. And the woman was dressed in blue, although she was facing Ye Chen, but it only made him feel that her appearance was beautiful, and he couldn't see the specific appearance at all.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled slightly, the elixir flowers and fruits disappeared, only the cold wind remained, and the men and women of the game were gone, only the stone platform that had been cut into two sections.

"Sacred Realm Imprint!" Ye Chen looked at the stone platform with a solemn gaze.

The scene that Ye Chen saw just now was not an illusion, but something that really happened here before the Infinite Ancient Age.

At that time, the Yunxiao Peak of Kunlun Mountain was still a blessed land of birds and flowers, and the auspicious mountain was by no means as cold and piercing as it is now, and the cold wind howled and the mountain was silent.

Although time has passed, the vicissitudes of eternity, and even the people who were here earlier have gone more than anywhere, but the traces of their existence are still engraved by heaven and earth, and by chance, they will be seen by those who come after.

And those who can turn their own existence into a brand, and are engraved by the laws of heaven and earth, are only the masters of the holy realm who perform the way of heaven.

The Divine Realm does not have that kind of cultivation, and the Immortal Realm has long been transcended, and it cannot be engraved at all.

"This is actually the place where two saints play chess." Ye Chen sighed.

The Holy Realm is also an extremely rare existence on the Sword Yuan Continent, and there were actually two saints here before the eons of eternity.

He couldn't be sure what method the pair of men and women were cultivating, the Sword Saint, the Martial Saint, the Earth Immortal and the like naturally couldn't be called indiscriminately, and they could only be called more general saints.

"The long sword on the back of the man in white is the Immortal Sword Taichu." Ye Chen's brows furrowed, it seemed that the man should be the one who cut off Yunxiao Peak and created this platform.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Ye Chen's eyes was a flower again, and it changed its appearance in an instant.

This time, there was already some cold wind and ice on the top of Yunxiao Peak, and the elixir flowers and fruits had withered and withered, but there were still some branches left, and there was already a bleak and dead scene here, and there was no longer the past.

Ye Chen was standing on the top of the Yunxiao Peak, which was gradually getting colder, and looked up at the white-clothed young man in the sky who was holding the fairy sword in his hand, standing in the void.

His expression was indifferent, cold and ruthless, and his eyes exuded endless remorse and desolation.

"That's it, that's it, let her go!"

The young man in white muttered to himself, the fairy sword was raised at the beginning, and the light on the blade of the sword shone brightly.

The heavens and the earth began to tremble, the phantom shadows of the heavens manifested, thousands of avenues roared, and the power of the primordial origin condensed but did not disperse, contained but not released.

Ye Chen looked at the young man in white, his eyes were extremely shocked, and he said to himself in a trembling voice: "Master? Master!? (To be continued......)

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