"What is carved on this stone tablet?"

Everyone was puzzled, and when they looked at it, the ancient stone tablets stained with long years were blurry and contained countless dust.

Everyone was cautious and hesitated for a long time before finally agreeing and deciding to blow away this layer of dust.

It's not that they're too cautious, it's just that ......

This place is too dangerous!

There is no way, the ancient battlefield is too mysterious, many secrets and things have not been revealed, even the strong people on the first floor of the Yuan Ying can plant their heads in this sword mound, which shows that this sword mound is dangerous, and if you are not careful, I am afraid you will have to pay a heavy price for your life!

And the monk undoubtedly cherishes life very much.

No one wants to die, not even ordinary people, and even more so monks.

"Whew!"

Sword King Murong Yun exhaled lightly, blew away the dust on the stone tablet, and the stone tablet inscription that had been sealed for countless years appeared in front of everyone.

But here's the problem......

No one, know these words!

"This is an ancient text, is there a knowledgeable Taoist friend who knows this ancient text?" Murong Yun frowned and looked at everyone.

Lin Yi was silent, took the hand of the little witch Jiujiu, and leaned next to the two brothers and sisters of Senior Jing, very inconspicuous in the crowd.

"I ...... I would ......."

After a long time, a middle-aged man with a thin figure walked out of the crowd nervously.

"Look, what's written on this?" Murong Yun's tone had an element of command in it.

Although the lean man was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to say anything, he nodded seriously, and began to look at the line with a solemn expression.

Looking at it, the thin man's pupils suddenly contracted, bloomed and expanded, and he exclaimed, "Yes...... There are divine soldiers!!"

What the?!

Hearing this, everyone couldn't calm down, and there was a sensation.

Divine Soldiers!

What this means, it goes without saying, peerless weapon!

Since the Qin Dynasty, there have been very few divine weapons born in heaven and earth, and there are no rare and unique materials, and there are no master-level blacksmiths, so there are no divine weapons at all.

And the whereabouts of the divine soldiers recorded in ancient books in the past are also unknown, and no one knows where they are hidden, and even whether they really exist is unknown......

And this sword mound, the stone tablet is actually engraved, there is something about the divine soldiers!

Ask ...... How many people can be as calm as water?

At this moment, countless sword cultivators were already uncontrollablely excited, and the sword king Murong Yun was even more ecstatic, and the other cultivators, even if they were not using swords, were equally excited.

"Quick, let's be clear, what kind of divine soldier!?" Murong Yun urged impatiently.

The lean man faced countless pairs of hot eyes, took a deep breath, and said in amazement: "The sword mound is not a place where the sword is hidden, but a place where the sword is buried, the sword of the immortals, the dust is sealed here, this sword is a hundred miles long and five miles wide, no matter what kind of sharp weapon it is, it will be turned into rusty iron ...... in an instant."

"The Sword of Immortals, it turned out to be Immortals!!"

When this word was translated by the lean man, countless people didn't dare to gasp.

It's unbelievable!

There are immortals in the world, which belong to myths and legends, and even monks don't know whether the existence of immortals is true or false, after all, it is too ethereal.

But on the stone tablet at the entrance of this sword mound, it is clearly written, and the buried sword is a fairy sword!

"Say that again!?"

Suddenly, Murong Yun grabbed the lean man's neck and glared at him with murderous intent.

Stared at by the Sword King's fierce eyes, the thin man trembled with fright, and said stiffly, "Sword ...... Sword King, what I said is true, there is absolutely no falsehood, on this stone tablet, is engraved with this paragraph!"

Hearing this, Murong Yun snorted coldly and let go of the lean man.

"You'd better pray, you didn't lie to me, otherwise...... Hmph!"

The lean man was already frightened, and he retreated into the crowd with his head shrunk, not daring to speak again.

Now, all eyes are on the door.

"This gate is forged by a giant sword, could it be the fairy sword?" someone said curiously.

The vast majority of people shook their heads and disagreed.

"How is it possible, the rumored fairy sword will definitely not be placed naked at the door of the sword mound like this. Someone scoffed.

"If that guy didn't lie, as recorded on the stone tablet, the description of the fairy sword is a hundred miles long and five miles wide, and the door cast by this giant sword is only a few dozen meters long, less than five zhang wide, far from being so big. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

100 miles long, 5 miles wide, what is that concept?

A city is so big!

Is this possible, but that's what the stele is carved like this, and it's not fake.

Could it be ......

The sword used by the immortals, is it really so imposing?

"It is possible that the words engraved on this stone tablet are bluffing, and the ancients are the best at playing this hand, and the credibility is ...... Not high!"

"Yes, who can swing such a big sword?"

"Not to mention swinging, it's even a problem how to hold it, a sword of that size, I'm afraid the hilt is not small......, right? How can you hold such a big hilt?"

"I think it may be true, after all, this sword mound is too powerful, even the powerhouses of the first layer of Yuanying can be refined, and it is weird and ......"

Listening to the fierce discussion in his ears, Murong Yun frowned slightly, and said, "Okay, no matter what, this door still has to be entered, what kind of appearance this sword mound is, you will know it once you go through!"

"Yes, I agree!"

"The Sword King is right, if you come here, there is no reason to return empty-handed!"

"The monk must go against the sky, he is afraid of wolves and tigers, and he comes out to cultivate what is true, anyway, Lao Tzu will not give up halfway!"

With everyone's unanimous approval, Murong Yun nodded.

Then, he grabbed the lean man who had translated the stone tablet from the crowd and scolded coldly: "You go in first!"

"I ......" The lean man's entire face turned bitter melon color.

There was no way, whoever let the stone tablet be translated by him, the monks present all reserved a certain amount of suspicion and would not fully trust him.

So......

It is undoubtedly the best choice for him to open the way and explore the way.

In the inconspicuous corner of "Heh......", Lin Yi smiled self-deprecatingly, the ugliness of human nature was vividly reflected at this moment.

Perhaps, these people didn't believe in the lean man, but they just ......

After all, he had to pick out a shield to come out, and the lean man just happened to bump into this opportunity, and was caught by everyone with the handle and reason, and he had to go inside!

"Can't you get in?"

Seeing that the lean man was struggling and hesitating, and he didn't dare to step into this unknown door, Murong Yun was a little impatient.

"Come in, I'll go in!"

The lean man gritted his teeth and could only push the door hard.

But......

No matter how hard he tried, the sword gate did not move at all, and seeing that everyone's eyes gradually cooled, the lean man was frightened and squeezed the strength of the flesh again.

But he even tried out the strength to eat, and the sword gate still didn't move, and he couldn't open it alive or dead!

"You're kidding us, aren't you?!"

At this time, before Murong Yun could speak, another old monster snorted coldly, and his killing intent spread.

In the crowd, Lin Yi narrowed his eyes.

This old man, he has also heard of it, is called Chunyang Zhenren, his strength is unfathomable, and he is not very good at dealing with the sword king Murong Yun, but the two rarely make a move, because ...... Rao is the sword king Murong Yun, and he may not be able to defeat him!

"This pure yang real person is very dangerous, can you take a detour as much as possible without provoking us......" Lin Yi's face did not change, and secretly reminded Jiujiu through the air.

Seeing that Chunyang Zhenren was about to slap the thin man to death, Murong Yun stopped him.

"What, what do you mean?" Chunyang Zhenren's old eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"It's not interesting, he's dead, who is going to explore the way?" Murong Yun said lightly: "This door may be really weird." ”

As he spoke, he also pushed a sword door, but he only moved a little.

In this regard, Chunyang Zhenren snorted coldly, but did not speak again, and the poor lean man trembled beside him.

"Everyone, work together to push this door open!"

Under Murong Yun's call, all the monks present made a move, and Lin Yi also silently blended in, pushing the door in a decent manner.

Crunch, crunch –

Under the power of more than a hundred powerful monks, the sword gate was gradually pushed open.

When everyone saw the scene in front of them clearly, they were undoubtedly not staring wide-eyed, everyone stared at the sword mound inside, almost red-eyed!

"Hiss......"

Countless people gasped, and even Lin Yi, who was calm, changed his face slightly at this moment. ()

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