Ling Tian's divine sense shrouded the surroundings of the mountain peak, except for a few Law Phase Realm cultivators who were hidden in the shadows, no other abnormalities were found, it seemed that this sword mound should be the same as the Heavenly Pond of the Innate Sect, it was also a secret realm, and it required space treasures to enter.

"Inside is the place where the Heavenly Phoenix Demon is imprisoned, guarded by the three Motozuka sword envoys, take care. The white fat monk took out a token and was about to open the entrance to the secret realm, when the monk surnamed Shen said, "Wait." ”

The other monks, including Xiao Lin, looked at the monk surnamed Shan in surprise, not knowing what his intention was to stop suddenly.

The monk surnamed Shan smiled slightly, his spiritual power was shocked, and he stretched out his hand like a fan, only to see five extremely thin and long spiritual power silk threads scattered from his fingers, like five fishing lines.

At the same time, bald trees at the bottom of the cliff, bald trees on the top of the cliff, and grass growing along the road...... It turned out that there was no anomaly everywhere, and one after another green strange birds appeared, these green birds were half a human height, with a human head and a beak, a long bright red tongue stretched out, and the tip of the tongue was forked, and the appearance was extremely ugly.

"Tongue Pulling Wind Bird?" Xing Tiangang was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

The tongue-pulling wind bird is a kind of chocobo, born to learn human speech, not flying high, but can use the wind spiritual power, extremely fast, because the tongue is long, the speech is vicious, so it is named.

Five tongue-pulling wind birds let out strange cries and fled in all directions.

Everyone suddenly realized, how could there be no dark whistle in such an important place as the entrance of the secret realm, and other people had also swept it with their divine sense, but they did not find any abnormality, but the monk surnamed Shan saw through the dark whistle, indicating that his divine sense was far superior to everyone, and he was surprised and admired.

"Stop it, don't let them report it!" A bronze-faced monk said urgently, and several sword qi were pointed out between his words, but these tongue-pulling wind birds were galloping, and the bronze-faced monk was also a monk in the spirit infant four heart stage, and the sword qi couldn't hit.

"Trespassing on the forbidden land, beheading the whole family!" a tongue-pulling wind bird squirmed with its long tongue and screamed loudly.

"I've already reported that you're going to split up your corpses!" Another tongue-pulling wind bird turned over, flapped its wings, and suddenly accelerated, and was about to rise into the sky.

Seeing that these tongue-pulling wind birds were about to escape, Ling Tian was about to make a move, when an unexpected scene happened.

I saw that the tongue-pulling wind birds scattered in all directions invariably stagnated, as if they were choked by an invisible silk thread, it was the five spiritual power silk threads like fishing lines sent out by the monk surnamed Shan, even with the naked eyes of the monk of the Spirit Infant Realm, it would take a closer look for a while to see clearly.

Immediately afterward, the skin of the five tongue-pulling wind birds shrank inward, their skeletons collapsed, and they disappeared in an instant, leaving only a few green feathers floating in the air.

What a horrible spell!

Everyone was silent, and in the eyes of everyone, the five tongue-pulling wind birds seemed to have been sucked up all their essence and blood by a transparent monster in an instant, which was really weird to the extreme.

Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he became interested, he could see that in the spiritual power of the fishing line of the monk surnamed Shan, in addition to the skill of spiritual power to turn silk, there were also many things similar to the aura of the Yin and the Netherworld mixed in the spiritual power.

"Brother Wushuang, your Netherworld Whale Sucker has entered again, it's really gratifying, I think even if it is the prince of the Black Water Gate, it is far from it, and the position of the first person in the East China Sea is going to be changed!" the bronze-faced monk exclaimed heartily.

Shan Wushuang said humbly, but his expression was proud, obviously not polite to the title of the first person in the East China Sea.

"Brother Nan Wei, you have been traveling, and there are some things that you don't know, and the prince is nothing, he was killed by a sixteen-year-old boy. "The little monk said.

"Oh, and what is it?" Nan Wei's bronzed face froze.

"The young man who killed the prince is called the Silent Ice Emperor!" Flash Wushuang said, a little jealousy appeared on his originally proud face, "At that time, in the Yu family of Tiantai City, the prince sacrificed the Xuanwu Yang God, and he was close to the Sixfold Heaven and Human Realm of the Spirit Infant, and he was still killed by that young man, and the means of the Ice Emperor, I was far inferior!

"The person who can make Brother Wushuang pay attention to is definitely an opponent worthy of fighting with his life, and after taking the Heavenly Phoenix Demon and forcing him to find out the secret of the bloodline transplantation, we will go to find the Ice Emperor and strip him of the secrets. Nan Wei laughed.

Ling Tian was secretly funny, if you want to deal with me, you will be able to fulfill your wish immediately, I don't know if you should cry or laugh at that time.

"Thanks to Brother Shan's timely action, he killed these tongue-pulling wind birds, if they are allowed to report successfully, the monks of the Xuanjian Sect Brigade will be killed, but it will be a lot of trouble, without further ado, let's go in quickly!" Xing Tiangang said.

Ling Tian sneered, he had discovered these tongue-pulling wind birds earlier than Shan Wushuang.

Long before Shen Wushuang made a move, a tongue-pulling wind bird sent out a messenger, which was quietly intercepted by Ling Tian.

"For your sake, for the sake of being cannon fodder, let's help once. Ling Tian smiled in his heart.

The white fat monk activated the token, and after a strange spatial distortion, a spatial opening appeared in the hollow of the hollow tree.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shan Wushuang buried his head in and went in, and the other monks also rushed in, leaving only the fat white monk outside, and he was about to leave, when suddenly his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground, and a figure passed by him and also got in.

Ling Tian entered the sword shrine, and the surrounding area was dark and oppressive, as if it was a dark night without stars.

Ling Tian's spiritual power was focused on his eyes, his vision was a little better, in front of him was a huge tower, there were hundreds of stone towers, the towers were different, there were single layers, double layers, multiple eaves, etc., and there were squares, rectangles, octagonal, round, etc., none of them were the same, and many stone towers were engraved with the names of monks, as well as brief life experiences.

In other words, every stone pagoda should be a monk's burial place, and those who can be buried here must be at least above the Spirit Infant Realm.

What's even more weird is that the faint breath from these stone towers is similar to the monk's divine sense, as if the people inside are still alive.

Ling Tian wondered in his heart, since this place was called the Sword Tomb, literally, it should be the tomb of the sword, but this stone tower was buried with the bones of the monks, so it became a human tomb and a human tomb, which was contrary to the meaning of the Sword Tomb.

Is the Xuanjian Sect other deep meanings, or is it a false rumor.

I heard that the history of this sword mound is longer than that of Xuanjianmen, and some of the stone towers here existed before the establishment of Xuanjianmen, and some of them were erected after the death of Xuanjianmen monks, and I heard that Xuanjianmen excavated the legacy of the ancient monks in the sword mound and obtained a lot of benefits.

Ling Tian looked at Tallinn at the same time, and released his divine sense, wanting to find out the location of Shan Wushuang and the others, but found that his divine sense released a distance of more than ten zhang, as if he had encountered a dense fog, and he could not advance an inch.

What kind of power is this? It can suppress my consciousness to death.

Ling Tian's heart was shocked, only to feel that this sword mound was full of weirdness, and it contained great danger.

(End of chapter)