A huge mountain stream blocked the way.

Outside the mountain stream, there is no cloud, the breeze is blowing, the wind is angry in the mountain stream, and the fog is continuous.

Looking left and right, a stone pillar in the distance plunges into the mountain stream, and there is a staircase hovering on the stone pillar, and the staircase extends down to an unknown position.

Long Qing'er also saw this stone pillar, and without saying anything, she went straight to the stone pillar.

Seeing this, everyone asked, "Brother Lin?"

Since beating Qingluan to tell all these facts, Lin Luo's heart has calmed down, she Long Qing'er has her own thoughts and goals, and she is not good, of course the taste of being used by others is not comfortable, but he does not understand the truth that if you come to peace.

Your life is your own, and of course you can't let others lead you by the nose.

Leaving here?

It's impossible, not to say if he can get out, but when it comes to the danger of this burial immortal, he doesn't think he has the strength to find the abandoned entrance alone.

This is an experience for himself.

Revolt? This is just the beginning.

"Let's go, no matter what, this mountain stream is to be crossed. ”

After speaking, he carried the dragon spear behind his back and walked towards the stone pillar.

The little turtle stopped doing it, "I won't go if I kill the master, obviously this is a pit, you guys are stupid and jump in." ”

The others hesitated, but Lin Luo had already walked away, so he had to follow quickly.

From a distance, the spiraling downward steps are quite stable, but when they get closer, they find that this step is completely carved out by life, although it seems that this stone step is extremely ancient, but the carved mark still exists.

When everyone actually stepped on the steps, they were a little panicked.

The steps were so steep that the first step could only accommodate one person.

Walking down the stairs, the sun above his head was long gone, and the darkness was shrouded in an instant, and the gusts of yin wind hung by, which was extremely terrifying.

Long Xue'er walked last, stepping down the stairs, and a pair of eyes carefully looked around.

"Hey, look!"

When everyone heard the sound, they stopped, only to see Long Xue'er approaching the stone wall, and said in surprise: "There are words here." ”

"What word?"

A voice came from behind Long Xue'er, and Long Xue'er was startled.

Long Xue'er turned around, but saw the little turtle staggering down.

The font has been seriously eroded by the years, and it has long been unclear, Long Xue'er just wanted to wipe it, but was stopped by the little turtle and scolded: "Don't die." ”

The little turtle stretched out his head to look at it and said, "This is the text of the ancient period, let me take a closer look." ”

"I was enlightened by the sword, but I was mistaken by the sword. ”

After reading it, he no longer hesitated, and urged: "Let's go, it's just the helplessness of a cultivator who has no ambition, there is nothing to study." ”

Then he reminded everyone: "These things can't be touched, this is something left by the ancients, all of them remain their obsessions, and I don't know why I lost my life carefully." ”

Long Xue'er stuck out her tongue, and with a little turtle behind her, Long Xue'er felt a lot more at ease.

All the way down, there are many, many portrayals, all of which are full of feelings, regrets and obsessions.

"What kind of place is this?"

After about two hours, I finally saw the ground.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A huge stone monument stretched out in front of everyone.

"Heavenly Sword Valley!"

The three quaint characters are integrated, like a giant sword, straight down.

Lin Luodan felt that there were countless long swords slashing at him in front of him, and hurriedly drew his spear, but in the blink of an eye, these long swords disappeared again.

"Too powerful!"

Lin Luo walked in front and reminded, "Be careful." ”

Step over the stone monument, flying sand and stones, so that people can't open their eyes, and the sound of a long sword unsheathed in their ears is endless.

When I opened my eyes again, the scene around me changed greatly, the sky was still gloomy, but there were no more mountain streams, the dark red ground under my feet was as hard as iron and stone, and the surroundings became clearly visible, and when I looked up again, a huge long sword hung in the air.

This sword is too ancient, and the ancient symbols on the sword body exude bursts of light.

Lin Luo reminded again, "Be careful. ”

At this time, the little turtle was wearing no more armor, and the whole thing was tightly wrapped.

'Ding,' the greatsword flashed.

A long sword conjured up.

The long sword traveled into the air, turned into nine, and directly slashed at Lin Luo and his group of nine.

The dragon roar spear was wrapped with gold wires, and it was handed out directly, and with a little effort, the tip of the spear swayed, and Lin Luo wanted to use this to shake the long sword away.

With a 'bell', the momentum of the long sword remained unchanged.

In desperation, the spear retracted, leaped forward, and flashed to the side.

The long sword was in hot pursuit, and Lin Luo turned the gun into a stick and smashed it directly at the long sword.

With all his might, the sword finally stopped.

But without waiting for Lin Luo to breathe, the long sword jumped into the air and slashed straight down.

The spear is mounted overhead.

'Bell, snort, boom,' Lin Luo knelt on one knee, the sleeves of his arms shattered.

Lin Luo gritted his teeth, "This sword is too domineering!"

Looking at the rest of the people, they were all struggling to resist, especially Long Xue'er, who was almost killed by the long sword a few times.

The easiest thing was the little turtle, but seeing him hiding in his armor, letting the long sword stab or split, except for leaving some traces, there was really nothing to do with it for a while.

Lin Luo struggled to raise it, and the long sword withdrew, but then approached again.

Handed out the spear again, the tip of the spear pointed directly at the tip of the sword, the two tips were opposite, the speed of the spear slowed down, but it was still forward, and the barrel of the spear in Lin Luo's hand had been bent and deformed.

Seeing that the spear was about to be unbearable, Lin Luo withdrew the spear and hurriedly turned sideways, the long sword whistling past.

Lin Luodan felt a pain in his chest, a wound appeared, and blood was already pouring out.

The long sword went and returned, attacking or defending, stabbing or picking, chopping or chopping, every blow was extremely tricky, and every blow made Lin Luo overwhelmed.

At this moment, Lin Luo glanced at everyone again, only to find that the attack moves of these nine long swords were actually the same, and he couldn't help but suddenly realize, and hurriedly shouted: "Learn this long sword to make sword moves." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Luo replaced the sword with a spear, and fought with the long sword in accordance with the attack and defense of the long sword.

Everyone followed Lin Luo's example.

Gradually, everyone finally got the hang of it and gained the upper hand.

In a burst of shattering sounds, the nine long swords shattered and disappeared.

Lin Luo took back the spear, and then looked at everyone, all of them were full of energy, but when he heard Long Weiwang say happily: "This swordsmanship is too mysterious, it's really enjoyable." ”

The rest of the people nodded yes, and Long Xue'er jumped forward and asked, "How do you know this, it's amazing." ”

At this time, Lin Luo was a little absent-minded, because he looked into the distance, and he saw that outside the Heavenly Sword Valley, a thin child, unkempt, dressed in tattered clothes, bare feet, and a rusty iron sword on his back, was squatting on the ground at the moment, staring at his party for a moment.

Everyone followed Lin Luo's gaze, and they were all shocked, how could there be a child in such a place.

As soon as he learned a few sword style dragon prestige, he was about to step forward with his sword, "Wait for me to ask." ”

Long Ye grabbed him and said, "Everything is arranged by Brother Lin." ”

Seeing that Lin Luo and his party were staring at him, the child turned around and left.

When Lin Luo saw the child leaving, he said: "The burial immortal is too weird, since he is leaving, ignore him." ”

The long sword hanging in the air glowed again.

Then, in all directions, there were bursts of roars.

Lin Luo and his entourage were like being in an ancient battlefield, with fallen flags, broken corpses, and rivers of blood.

"What the hell is this place, how can there be such a picture?"

Rows of warriors in armor came from all directions.

These warriors all looked cold and murderous.

The little turtle poked his head out, "Good boy, this is the Predator of the God of War clan, and I have to die here now." ”

I saw a soldier at the head of the leader, draw his heavy sword, raise it high, and shout "Kill!"

There were 10,000 warriors, and they came straight to Lin Luo's nine people.

Lin Luo shouted, "Get together, remember not to disperse." ”

The warrior was in front of him, and the spear stabbed forward, piercing directly through the throat of one of the warriors, and then swept away, and four or five warriors were thrown to the ground.

A heavy sword slashed straight down, Lin Luo blocked with a horizontal spear, kicked out, and the warrior flew out upside down, knocking down a piece by the way.

But there were too many of these fighters, and even Lin Luo felt a sense of powerlessness.

A cup of tea, a stick of incense, an hour, two hours, a warrior fell, and another group of warriors swarmed up.

The hands of the people who have been killed are so weak that they can't even hold the long sword.

A few times, the spear in Lin Luo's hand was almost cut out of his hand by the heavy sword.

In this way, Lin Luo threw forward with a spear, and the spear penetrated dozens of fighters and directly pinned them to the ground.

With bare hands, gold wire entangled, fists killed.

Long Qing'er was also red-eyed, threw away the long sword in her hand, and shouted: "Use the natal technique!"

Seven golden dragons burst out of their bodies.

The long dragon went directly into the crowd, and everywhere it passed, there were no casualties.

But as time went on, the color of the seven golden dragons gradually faded, and their attacks were obviously not as good as before.

The leader of the warrior who had been standing at the end, watching the battle with cold eyes, moved, only to see him leap forward, swept directly into the air, the heavy sword slashed straight down, and a golden dragon howled, turning into a little golden light.

Long Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed from side to side, and he was about to stand unsteadily.

The rest of the people have no time to take care of Long Yi.

A heavy sword came straight to the abdomen, and Long Yi wanted to raise his sword to block it, but his hands were empty.

'Shhh,' the heavy sword pierced through his chest, blood dripping out of his chest.

"Long Yi!"

"I'm fighting with you!"

But even so, what can it be, there are too many fighters to pull forward.

At this moment, a dragon roar resounded throughout the Heavenly Sword Valley.

A gigantic golden dragon condensed from the sky.

With just a dragon roar, countless warriors exploded and died.

The dragon circled and rushed straight down.

In just an instant, all the warriors died, even the warrior who led the way, was dragged by the dragon and knocked off his head.

This piece of heaven and earth changed again, and the bodies of these tens of thousands of warriors began to fade until they disappeared.

But Long Yi's wound is so real, although the heavy sword is not there, the wound is still bubbling with blood.

The sword in the air began to glow again.

"Hmph, I could have destroyed you 100,000 years ago, and I still can. ”

An old and majestic voice resounded through the sky, and then the dragon soared upward, directly wrapping around the giant sword.

The giant sword seemed to be in extreme pain, and began to tremble.

A crack spread from the tip of the sword to the entire body, and the long sword was silent.

The dragon vanished, and a drop of golden blood dripped from the sword.

Long Qing'er stepped forward and directly put away the golden blood.

It's just that what everyone doesn't know is that outside this Heavenly Sword Valley, the thin and weak figure is squatting in place and quietly watching all this happen.