Luo Han nodded, not verbose, and responded directly, "Dean, then I'll go first." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the place where the spear of the vengeful candle had been inserted into the mountain.

He knew very well in his heart that this was definitely an incomparably big sinkhole, such a powerful thing, he would give it to him if he said that he would give it to him, just because he took the first place in martial arts?

"Mountain Soul, Kenshin ......" he thought in his heart.

That mountain soul can't even deal with the revenge of ten thousand candles, it is a half-step emperor god realm, and no one can get close to it right now, only Luo Shen's phantom can, and the danger in this can be imagined.

But even though he knew that it was a sinkhole, he still jumped in without hesitation, of course, not for the so-called righteousness, but more importantly, for the earth-shattering power that the blood sword had shown.

He will never let go of all the opportunities that can make him stronger, just because he has never forgotten his goal, to obtain the Luo Shen inheritance and dominate the Star Luo Continent, only in this way can he have the qualifications to call the thousands of worlds.

The longing Yiren was still lying in the ice coffin, and the haunting shadow appeared in his sleep countless times, he wanted to revive her, let her wake up, he wanted to take the hand of Qianqianyu again, look at her, and smile at him.

Not to mention the power of the origin of life and death, go to the Dead Skeleton Clan and recapture the wisp of remnant soul that was captured, this is a sharp thorn in his heart, stinging him all the time, reminding him all the time.

Xuan Cang looked at the back that was rapidly moving away, and asked to his side, "Old Qiu, did you really decide to send him like this?"

Qiu Wanzhu was also looking over there and asked, "Could it be that you can't tease me with him?"

Xuan Cang smiled awkwardly and responded, "It's not true, but I don't understand why ......."

Qiu Wanzhu raised his hand to interrupt him, sighed, and said, "This is the old man's fault, but I need to let a weak-crowned young man bear it, I feel ashamed!"

Xuan Cang was stunned, "Just because of this?"

Even if you feel guilty, there are many ways to compensate, and the most undesirable is to promise to give away something so important.

He didn't believe that this could be Qiu Wanzhu's true thoughts, and even if it were, it could never be the only reason.

Qiu Wanzhu glanced at him and said, "You should think of it, taking the sword heart is very dangerous, only by promising this benefit can he be desperate, otherwise it is very easy to give up his previous achievements, it's not that I'm worried, after all, even I have been embarrassed." ”

Seeing that Xuan Cang still had that expression, he continued, "Besides, don't forget, who handed over this great barren mountain to the academy, with Luo Shen Xiu, if she doesn't know the existence of this desolate ancient sword heart, do you believe it? Anyway, I don't believe it." ”

Xuan Cang suddenly realized, "So you always push the boat along the river, maybe the secret of this can only be solved by this son." ”

Qiu Wanzhu nodded, "I know that he has a heritage, and it is not too much to give him any benefits, since he has chosen to become the target of the public, we must turn him into our supreme help." ”

Xuan Cang felt that there was something in his words, "Old Qiu, you ......"

The corners of Qiu Wanzhu's mouth raised slightly, and he snorted, "Are you really old and confused? From the moment you decide to set foot on the West Shatter Heaven, the undercurrent of the Star Luo Continent will come to the fore. ”

When Xuan Cang heard this, his face gradually became solemn, he recalled Tianshu's visit, it was those words that made his thoughts completely change, but Qiu Wanzhu had already seen through it.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Old Qiu, why have you suffered for the past three thousand years?"

Qiu Wanzhu sighed, "How can I not know your good intentions, but there are some things I can't give into, this is my promise to Huangfu and Leng Yang." ”

He paused and continued, "Besides, without me, you can let go of your hands and feet, let everything in the academy follow your ideas completely, and after three thousand years of recuperation, it's time for Xishatian to pay for his blood debt." ”

When the others heard this, they couldn't help but be moved, "Elder Ten Thousand Candles......"

Even though the current leader of the academy is Xuan Cang, who has cultivated to the Emperor God Realm, Qiu Wanzhu is the true spiritual leader, he represents the inheritance of the previous generation, and he has personally witnessed the rise and fall of the academy.

Now, he came out to pacify the West and the sky, not only to avenge Huangfu and Leng Yang, but also to help Jialan Academy stand on the top in the upcoming chaos on the mainland.

Xuan Cang clenched his fists and was full of spirit, "The fire of war, burn, the sky is changing, I will cover the sky!"

Qiu Wanzhu looked in the direction of Luo Han and said, "That little guy has entered, let's do it too, I think you are like the old man, maybe you haven't had a good activity for many years." ”

With that, he took the lead in the vertical out, turned into a streamer, and swept towards the top of the mountain.

Xuan Cang looked at the other five people, and without any words, they looked at each other and flew up after them.

Luo Han had entered the mountain, a huge passage, straight down, without a trace of light and no end in sight, and the earth and stone on the four walls were deeply folded by the extrusion, which was caused by the spear that was like the mountain peak inserted upside down at that time.

He stepped on the dragon and fell all the way, and after a while, there were occasional remnants of the great battle around him, deep pits, and long marks, and as these appeared more and more frequently, a faint glimmer of light came into view.

"Is that the mountain spirit?" he guessed.

Then he stepped on his feet, stopped the fall, twisted his body, grabbed the mountain wall, and climbed down cautiously.

Qiu Wanzhu once said that this mountain soul was difficult for any life form to approach, he didn't dare to be reckless, but he didn't stop there, he thought of a closer critical position and then followed the Luo Shen Phantom.

Besides, there was no movement outside, so it could be seen that the dean and the elders hadn't done it yet, and he still had time.

The light grew brighter, and in a moment the passage began to slope and the terrain flattened, and he turned from climbing to walking, until there was no way under his feet.

A huge cavern appeared in front of me, with a straight pillar of light running through the center, reflecting the place as if it were day.

This cave statue has just been broken, and there are earth and stones falling off the wall, smashing out a sound echo, everywhere there are deep marks several zhang wide, similar to each other, the incision is as smooth as a mirror.

He couldn't help but recall the scene when he cut off the head of the Flood Desolation Blood Demon before, one after another sword qi pierced out of the mountain, the earth and stones burst out, the ancient trees flew sideways, and the sword qi castrated endlessly, reaching up to the nine skies, as if it was about to split the sky.

In an instant, it became clear that this should be the place where Qiu Wanzhu and the blood demon spirit fought for the last time, and that pillar of light was indeed the mountain soul.

Knock! Knock!

It was as if he heard the beating of his heart, and with this sound, the pillar of light flickered and dimmed rhythmically.

Between the changes of light and dark, an object is particularly conspicuous, it is embedded in the pillar of light, the size of the hairpin is visually measured, the shape is like a thin sword, the color is heavy and dark, and the light is extremely distorted around it, as if it is dodging, and it seems to be swallowed.

"Is this the Kenshin? I wonder if it can get closer?" he tried to reach forward, leaning his upper body into the cavern.

Suddenly, the pillar of light fluctuated abruptly, and the staggering of light and darkness became extremely disordered, almost violent.

Wind and thunder on the flat ground, and in an instant, the wind in the cave howled, the rocks pierced through the air, and a roar exploded, rapid and low, like a muffled thunder.

Luo Han was startled, and hurriedly retreated, and a whirlwind rushed out, rolling towards him, and the rolling earth and rocks, with amazing fluctuations, were not weaker than Wu Yuankong's last blow.

At the same time, everything around them began to shake violently, and the terrifying roar, the earth-shattering roar, passed down through the mountain, extremely clear, and even more terrifying.

At this moment, he felt like a boat in the storm, swept by the monstrous waves, swaying and swaying.