On this day, this figure crossed the protective layer of Huashan, and under the black and exquisite beautiful back, there seemed to be a dark shadow aura covering this figure.

The dark aura covered up the woman's breath, and the woman in the black robe went all the way up, but not a single demon noticed it, and it was easily avoided.

It's not so much to avoid it, but it's better to say that the woman crossed by, but the demon didn't make a move on the woman, because the woman's breath is not only too well covered, but also the body method is beyond the ordinary.

In fact, all the way up, the woman has some doubts. She went all the way up, although the mountains are steep, but after all, there is a place to stay, but there is a piece of land, smooth and terrible, and it is dumped to more than eighty, extremely terrifying, if it is not for the cultivation of the upper level, she has to go up from other mountains by a large detour.

It stands to reason that there will not be such a flat and terrifyingly inclined mountain range, but it just appeared, although the woman in black was confused, but there seemed to be a person missing between her eyebrows, and she didn't think much about it.

Not long after, the woman in black had already come to Huashan.

There is a huge stone in front of the gate of Huashan, which is dozens of meters high, and two big characters are engraved: "Huashan". This carved stone has been standing here for some time, and there is a kind of desolate atmosphere constantly coming from it. And if you just stare at these two words, you will feel the vicissitudes of life and the strong sword intent that permeates the surroundings.

This sword intent seems to have traveled through the ages, coming from the carved words, a power that has penetrated time. The two characters depicted are proud and uninhibited, but there is a kind of frankness that can be deeply felt, and the artistic conception inside seems to be constantly changing, representing the state of mind of the person portrayed back then.

Just from the words, you can see that the temperament of the carving predecessor must be a frank and righteous person, who believes in the way of chivalry all his life.

Magata's eyes looked at those two words, Ji Ye'an seemed to be bathed in sword intent, and the picture in front of him was constantly changing, no longer the original Nahua Mountain Gate, but on a green mountain, there was a white-clothed sword-robed figure.

The figure looked extremely ordinary, with a rusty sword in its hand. The white sword robe was very clean, without any special decorations, and this seemed to be a young figure.

The long hair was scattered around his waist, and in addition to his detached temperament, Ji Yean could feel that there was no breath on him.

Looking at the misty ridge in the distance, I saw that the white-clothed sword robe seemed to be frivolous, as if there was a wisp of sword intent flowing, this sword intent was very weak at first, faint and imperceptible, but soon, this sword intent was constantly climbing in a way that Ji Yean could not understand.

Wisps of sword intent slowly wrapped around the rusty ancient sword, and suddenly, a majestic glow began to emerge, and this glow went towards the sky, reflecting this ancient sword as if it was an ancient divine sword.

The young man moved, and raised his arm slightly, and the blade of the ancient sword followed a trajectory in the void. The young man's sword swinging movement was not fast, but it seemed to be natural, and every wisp of sword intent seemed to lead to an open-minded situation.

As the young man waved the ancient sword down, the sword intent began to brew, turning into infinite sword qi, these sword qi began to intertwine, and the terrifying sword light began to rise.

The young man's movements were very slow, but they seemed to be very fast, and for a while Ji Yean couldn't tell whether it was fast or slow.

When the young man's arm drew a half circle, the sword had already taken on a monstrous momentum, and the power of the sword produced by this sword crossed the heavens and the earth, like a moon arc and crashed towards a green mountain in the distance.

The sword was pure and extreme, and it gently slashed against the end of the mountain, and where it passed, an extremely smooth gap appeared on the high mountain.

Where the terrifying sword passed, the grass and trees decayed, the demons died tragically, the mountains were cut open, and a huge crack appeared across the entire mountain!!

The rift pierced downward, spreading and spreading.

"Boom Boom~~~!!"

The terrible roar seemed to shatter people's eardrums, and the half of the Qingshan Mountain Range, slowly separated from the original mountain, was actually pouring downward!!

The detached half of the mountain range fell, and in mid-air, it encountered the residual sword intent airflow, turning into countless stones, and only the half of the green mountain still stood there.

As if in a dream, the scenery in front of me began to change, as if it had been nothing more than a dream, an illusion without bounds.

Ji Ye'an looked in a trance, and cast his eyes on the road under his feet, which was extremely steep and had gone through countless years, although the steep cliffs with great slopes had been overgrown with grass and trees, but now when I looked at it, it was clearly an incomparably smooth section!!

Suddenly, Ji Ye'an's body shook, as if she was trembling, and she finally understood why she had climbed Huashan all the way and encountered that vein, which was so weird.

It was cut out by a super strong man in Huashan, and it is very likely that the young man in the white sword robe is the ancestor of Huashan!!

Ji Ye'an's hook jade eyes were complicated, looking at the fast sword tablet, and his face was no longer as peaceful as ever. When he looked at it, although the picture did not appear again, Ji Ye'an could clearly feel the sword intent flowing on it, even if it had passed through the ages, it had not exhausted, but flowed with vitality.

Ji Yaan looked at the huge stone, and finally nodded silently.

It is worthy of Huashan, just this sword tablet, it is a priceless treasure, the cultivation of the originator of the mountain, is even more unfathomable, just this remnant of thousands of years, it can already explain its terrible cultivation.

Suddenly, Ji Ye'an was full of respect for Huashan, which was a tribute to a strong man, and his admiration for the strong man, even if it was in the past, remained the same.

Ji Ye'an was dressed in a black robe, the breeze fell slowly, and the black robe danced gently with the wind.

Ji Ye'an stood in front of the gate of Huashan and did not take a step forward.

Although there was no one, Himeya's good was waiting. This is the greatest respect for a force, if she didn't see this sword tablet, she would definitely step into it directly.

When Ji Yaan arrived, he was wearing his original clothes, and the pure black robe seemed to have been finely improved, highlighting the place that should be highlighted, and leaving the mysterious place mysterious.

The black clothes have a little hollow on the shoulders, reflecting the pure white that is better than the winter snow, just such a beautiful person, standing in front of the gate of Huashan, quietly waiting for a quarter of an hour, but never lost patience.

The beautiful face is as cold as frost at the moment, and if someone looks at it, you will find that between its eyebrows, you can clearly see a trace of anxiety, as if it is very anxious about something.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and a short figure slowly stepped out.

The steps seem to be a little weak, but with each step, the charm of heaven and earth seems to change a point.

The old man walked slowly, not in a hurry, and Ji Ye'an was not in a hurry, waiting quietly.

Finally, the figure of the old man came into the eyes of Ji Yean.

The old man was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, looking a little shabby, with gray hair and a stiff back, but despite this, Ji Ye'an noticed that the old man had a straight back.

Visible to the naked eye, the skin on the old man's body was withered and thin, and the skin was like a wrinkled orange peel, which was in stark contrast to Ji Yean's young, white and tender skin.

The old man looked very old, and he could say that half of his body was in the ground, but the words he spoke were sonorous and powerful.

"Miss Ji family, I don't know what you have to do in the old Huashan, if there is a place where you need help, the old man will definitely help Miss."

The old man called himself "old man", and said "old Huashan", and the identity of the old man was about to come out.

No one would have thought that this old man, who looked extremely thin and had stepped into the coffin, turned out to be Huashan, the helmsman of this transcendent force!!

If Liu Feng was here, he would definitely be surprised, because this old man actually called Ji Yean Miss Ji Ye, and Ji Yean also readily agreed, and did not refuse this title.

"I'm sorry." Ji Yean nodded, and saluted respectfully to the old man's identity.

"I'm coming for him."

Ji Ye'an took out a photo, which showed a young man in a black robe, and the appearance was exactly what Liu Feng looked like before mastering the qi of light and shadow.

"This young man ...... The old man remembered. ”

A trace of clarity flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, although Liu Feng in the photo had changed slightly in appearance and temperament compared to now, but the old man still recognized it.

Nodding, the old man asked, seemingly struggling to speak.

"I don't know if to ask, this handsome young man is ......"

"He said I was in vain."

Even Ji Ye'an herself didn't notice that when she said this, she was smiling, like a mother looking at her child, and also wanting to be a pure person, looking at the person she loved.

"I see, the old man knows, please here."