Wen Qingye couldn't help but walk towards the ancient bridge, every step he took, Wen Qingye could feel the existence of coercion, that trace of the aura was constantly spreading, and Wen Qingye finally determined that this coercion was slowly spreading from the ancient bridge.

Wen Qingye walked in slowly, only to see twelve women engraved on the left and right sides of the stone bridge, women with different expressions, beautiful postures, seductive spirits, adding up to about twenty-four beauties.

And there seems to be a sword inserted in the middle of the bridge, half inserted in the bridge body, the sword is just in the middle, impartial, the sword seems to be older than this bridge, it looks more quaint, but also vicissitudes.

Circles of cracks appeared on the upper half of the sword body, and the lower half of the sword body was directly and firmly inserted under the bridge, as if it had been a lot of years.

"Good sword!"

Wen Qingye saw at a glance that this sword was extraordinary, although this sword had cracks, but the blade was full of a touch of sword edge, Wen Qingye walked on the stone bridge, walked over slowly, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

"Huh?" Wen Qingye found that he couldn't pull out the sword, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled in his heart.

Wen Qingye used his vitality and exerted all the strength of his body.

"Snort~Snort"

The sword body was pulled out little by little, and the entire ancient bridge seemed to tremble slightly.

Wen Qingye also felt the tremor under his feet, and he felt more and more that this sword was extraordinary, and the surrounding earth was spinning, but it still couldn't stop Wen Qingye.

"Boom!"

The sword body was suddenly pulled out by Wen Qingye, and the ancient bridge also regained its calm.

Wen Qingye looked at the sword in his hand, feeling the momentum coming from the sword body, the frost blade started, capturing Jiaojiao and slaying the dragon, this is definitely a good sword, although it is a little broken now, but it is still an extraordinary sword.

"The top of the Nine Grades!" Wen Qingye said secretly as he looked at the broken sword in his hand.

Although this sword has been damaged a lot, it is still the peak sword of the Nine Ranks.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Wen Qingye felt the momentum in front of him condense, and the surrounding vitality surged wildly, forming a huge whirlpool, as if something was about to appear.

Wen Qingye couldn't help but raise his head, his brows furrowed, could it be that he pulled out his sword and touched some magic circle? Impossible, what formation can hide from my eyes?

The air flow was constantly turning, as if it was trying to drain all the vitality around it.

"Wow!"

A general trend in front of him slowly rushed towards Wen Qingye, and a huge scene appeared in front of him.

Towering ancient trees stand in the sky, a kind of desolate atmosphere permeates the earth, and there are giant birds flying above the sky, stretching out their arms, covering the sky and the sun, and the whole heaven and earth are eclipsed, shrouded by these wings.

And the ancient beasts on the earth moved, the earth collapsed and the mountains were destroyed, and the whole earth trembled, the ancient trees towered to the sky, the mountains rose from the ground, and the sun, moon and stars seemed to be all there.

The whole picture has an extremely penetrating sense of touch, and the average person will be horrified when they see this scene.

This desolate picture seems to be reflected in the sky, and the picture is constantly changing, as if it is really happening in front of you.

"Secret realm?" Wen Qingye looked at the scene in front of him, and said softly with his hands behind his back.

Wen Qingye stood on the ancient bridge, his eyes looked at it without blinking, and the breath of the ancient came to his face, reflecting on the surface of the lake, and it was like the lake surface engraved in the sky, making people indistinguishable and unclear.

"Killing Spirit!Demon Soldier?" Wen Qingye's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but think of the information displayed on the astrological signs that day, could it be that the secret realm of Fang Cai was the secret realm unearthed by the demon soldiers?

I don't know how long it has been, but this scene slowly disappeared and slowly became shallower.

The breath of the desolate is gone, the giant beast is gone, and the giant bird is slowly gone.

One thought arises, thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, one thought is extinguished, and the vicissitudes of life!

"From now on, you can call it a thought" Wen Qingye looked at the remnant sword in his hand and looked at the sky.

"Bell!"

Suddenly, the blade of the sword made a slight trembling sound.

"Sword Spirit?" Wen Qingye raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Generally, if you want to improve the level of the sword, if you place enough ore, the metal will eventually reach a critical point, and after reaching a critical point, you must let the sword produce a sword spirit.

After having the sword spirit, the grade of the sword will be increased again.

After Wen Qingye put away the Yinian Sword, Wen Qingye found that the sky had slowly darkened, and the moonlight also showed its head slightly, shining on the pool water, sparkling.

Suddenly, Wen Qingye felt that there seemed to be a burst of flute sounds in his ears, the whiteness of the fog, the purity of the water, and the sound of the flute seemed to come from the fairy song of the blue sky.

And Wen Qingye's eyes seemed to have several wonderful people who began to dance, streamers flying, skirts fluttering, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it was so far away.

On the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where does the jade teach?

Wen Qingye couldn't help but look at the moonlight above his head, the moonlight facing the pool.

Pool water?

"Plop!"

Wen Qingye thought suddenly, and then jumped without hesitation, falling right into the place where the moonlight shone.

As soon as Wen Qingye entered the pool water, he immediately felt a cold breath rushing to his face, it was a kind of coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, directly stabbing the soul, and then there was the coercion, this mysterious momentum seemed to be more violent, and Wen Qingye's heart beat involuntarily.

"This water is so cold, I just don't know if there is water from heaven and earth," Wen Qingye looked around and said secretly in his heart.

Wen Qingye's pupils widened, and he continued to swim downward, and there was a dead silence around him, with no animals or plants, only the cold pool water.

I don't know how long I swam, Wen Qingye felt that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and the pool water was getting colder and colder.

"It's... Coercion, so strong" Wen Qingye's brows were tightly locked, as if it was a coercion deep in the soul, if the ordinary human spirit was not very strong, he would be directly crushed to death by this coercion.

What the hell is this thing?

The color of the pool water gradually darkened, and after a long time, the pool water became heavy, with a hint of heaviness.

"Squeak!"

Wen Qingye felt a pain in his knees, and made a slight sound of bone cracking and dislocation.

Wen Qingye took a deep breath, frowned and continued to row forward.

Suddenly, a bright light seemed to appear in front of him, and he saw a fan-shaped thing reflected in front of Wen Qingye's eyes, this fan-shaped thing-like thing exuded endless coercion, spreading towards the surroundings.

"Dragon scales!?"

Wen Qingye finally knew what this thing in front of him was, it was a dragon scale, which was a scale on the dragon's body.

It's this dragon scale, but it carries an extremely powerful coercion!

The dragon clan is a famous clan in the fairy world, of course, it is not the water dragon clan, or the Jiaolong clan, the real dragon clan is rooted in the demon world, although the master of the demon world is not the dragon clan, but the world knows that it is because of the retreat of the dragon clan.

The dragon clan has an extremely powerful influence in terms of strength and power, and the dragon scale in front of him is the dragon scale on the pure dragon clan, which is why it makes such a powerful voice.

Wen Qingye stretched out his palm violently and grabbed the dragon scales, and suddenly felt the coercion attacking Wen Qingye, and a trace of confusion flashed in Wen Qingye's eyes.

"Coax!"

The surrounding pool of water seemed to be boiling and was pouring out in all directions.

Wen Qingye grabbed the dragon scales violently, and suddenly felt a sinking palm and a pain in his mind.

I don't know how long it has been, Wen Qingye feels that his mind is clear.

Wen Qingye looked at the dragon scales in his hand carefully, and he found that this dragon scale was actually divided into several points, and it seemed to have been made into one-eighth of a gossip plate, and the dragon scale in front of him should only be one-eighth of a complete dragon scale.

This mutilated dragon scale is engraved with the word 'Qian'.

A piece of dragon scale is divided into eight parts, so where are the remaining seven parts? What will happen to these eight parts when they are gathered? Wen Qingye's heart couldn't help but start to be a little curious.

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