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Oddly enough, I think it's a huge block of ice next to the campfire.

Ice Lingzi flicked his fingers, and a beam of vitality shot towards the ice cube at high speed.

"Smack!"

The ice cube split, and from it fell a golden token, which the black-robed man had snatched from the strong man.

Bending his fingers into claws, a suction force was sent out from the palm of the ice spirit, and the token shook and arrived in the hand of the ice spirit. Bing Lingzi played with the token in his hand and threw him to Zhang Yang.

"You take the token, it will be of great use in the future!"

took this token that made the black-robed man and the strong man fight for it, and he didn't know why.

"Senior brother seems to know the use of this token?"

Ice Lingzi turned around and looked towards the place of the Black Mountains in the distance.

"That's the key to the Sword Palace......"

"Sword Palace?

Zhang Yang looked dazed, he really hadn't heard of it.

"The Sword Palace is the most mysterious place in this Ancient Sword Forest, and countless martial cultivators have entered the Ancient Sword Forest for it. ”

Bing Lingzi pointed to the black mountain range in the distance.

"In the middle of that mountain, there is an extremely large palace complex called 'Sword Palace', but the entire Sword Palace is shrouded in a super formation, and martial cultivators who don't have this token can't enter it at all. ”

"There are all the opportunities that martial artists want in the Sword Palace, pills, exercises, secret arts, treasures, etc., all of which are rare boutiques in the world, which is why the martial artists who have entered the ancient sword forest over the years and can come out alive are all cultivators. ”

"Again, there are great risks, and if you are not careful, you will never recover. In short, if you go in, you must be careful and careful, don't ignore the risks under your feet for the sake of seeing the benefits, since ancient times, many martial arts cultivators have given their lives for some small profits, and have become a dry bone in this ancient sword forest. ”

Zhang Yang's heart sank, and he nodded in agreement.

"Senior brother, don't worry, junior brother knows, but senior brother gave me this token, how can you get in?"

"You don't need to worry about this, there is still a token on my brother's body. Keep in mind that you can bring three people into each token, which means you can bring two other people in addition to yourself. If you meet other junior brothers in the Sword Pavilion in the future, you might as well help!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Order!"

Bing Lingzi took a step back, looked Zhang Yang up and down, and frowned slightly.

"Senior brother, you have to change this sword uniform, walk outside, it's better not to easily expose your identity, in this world, I don't know how many martial artists who have gaps with my Sword Pavilion, although I am not afraid of meeting them, but after all, more is better than less, and it is still important to take the Sword Palace as the priority. ”

Zhang Yang's heart moved, remembering that the old man with the soul body recognized himself only when he recognized the sword suit he was wearing, and hurriedly thanked Bing Lingzi, although these words were not warnings, but the experience of an experienced martial arts cultivator, and it was these experiences that Zhang Yang lacked.

Bing Lingzi waved his hand, his gaze far-reaching.

"I still have some things to deal with, so I can't accompany you into the Sword Palace, you have to be careful on the road behind, let's see you in the Sword Palace!"

After speaking, he shook the hem of his clothes, turned to leave, and quickly disappeared from Zhang Yang's sight.

......

Three days later, the sky was still as dark as ever, and the oppressive heaviness was a little deeper.

"Pedal ......"

There was a rush of running, and a slender voice in the distance approached quickly, wearing a black power suit, carrying a long sword, shoulder-length hair, a few beads of sweat on the nose, and panting slightly.

The comer gradually slowed down, jumped up a high slope, raised his head, and showed a handsome face under the long hair on his forehead, which was Zhang Yang.

Looking at the endless mountains in front of him, Zhang Yang finally showed a smiling face, and his eyes were extremely bright.

"It's finally here......"

wiped the sweat off his face, lifted the long sword behind his back vigorously, Zhang Yang jumped down the high slope, and walked towards the mountain.

This is not a bare mountain, at least here, Zhang Yang finally saw something other than stones, dirt and animal bones.

The black tree, all black, covered with black branches and leaves, extremely dense, looking inside, deep and terrifying, like a secluded mouth, waiting for the prey to come to the door.

Pulling out the long sword behind his back with his backhand, he spread his spiritual power, and stepped forward cautiously, since he came here with great effort, it was naturally impossible to be blocked by some strange trees.

With his hand plucking a branch, Zhang Yang lowered his head and passed under a large tree with a crooked neck, which was extremely hard and could not be easily broken.

Zhang Yang tried the long sword in his hand, but with all his strength, it only left an inch of scar on the trunk, which really surprised Zhang Yang.

This ancient sword forest gives people an extremely depressing feeling, the gloomy sky, the barren land, the unbridled strange wind and the black trees all bring a great sense of oppression to Zhang Yang, as if facing a powerful martial artist, the vitality and power are as deep as the sea, so that Zhang Yang can't have the slightest sense of resistance.

Since entering this mountain range, this sense of oppression has become heavier, and every step forward has been subjected to the physical test of the soul.

Zhang Yang kept walking through the forest sea, although the mountain range was huge, but he didn't have to worry about the direction, since Zhang Yang entered this mountain range, the token in his arms began to give birth to an induction, guiding Zhang Yang to the direction of the Sword Palace.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's footsteps paused, and he stood still and did not move.

In his spiritual power perception, on a big tree eight hundred meters in front of him, there was a martial cultivator crouching.

What surprised Zhang Yang the most was that this martial artist didn't look like a person who was in a hurry to rest, his whole body was tight, lying motionless in the canopy, as if he was hiding there, waiting for something.

Zhang Yang stood there steadily, motionless, but his mind was spinning rapidly. Zhang Yang didn't know if the other party had discovered himself, after all, not all martial arts cultivators were like himself, a spiritual telepathic who defended the sky.

However, the world of martial cultivators Zhang Yang understands too little, and no one can guarantee that there is no strange secret method in this world that can be as insightful as his own spiritual power.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to change his route easily, in such a forest full of variables, no one knew what he would encounter next, and he didn't know what the other party had prepared in an unknown place.

Zhang Yang put the token into the inheritance space, clenched the long sword in his hand, and decided to move forward.

He also has his own advantage, that is, the opponent does not know that he has discovered him, and for Zhang Yang, this will be the key to changing the winner.

The long sword slashed left and right, carving out a path that could be walked, and the spiritual power of the show moved with the wind, and everything around him was in his eyes.

700 meters......

500 meters......

300 meters......

............

Zhang Yang chose this path, but also has his own self-confidence. With his current ability, as long as he doesn't encounter a strong person of the level of his previous soul body, he can completely retreat.

At that time, with his identity as a telekinesis, the role of this hunter and prey may have to change.

The lurking martial cultivator was on the tree five meters in front of Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang's right hand holding the sword tightened, and he walked forward five meters quietly.

"Woooo

A large silver net was used as a hood, just enough to close Zhang Yang in the net.