In the main hall, Jun Qianlei sat cross-legged on the futon. His eyes were sharp and pressing, scrutinizing Mo Yun. In front of him, Mo Yun only felt uncomfortable, and a strong crisis rose in his heart. Even if you know that Jun Qianlei will not make a move, this feeling is inevitable.

Jun Qianlei sat there like that, but his breath was like a high mountain, which made people look up. He didn't dare to be careless, and bent down to salute.

Jun Qianlei waved his hand and said, "No need!Mo Yun, how are you recovering from your injuries?"

Old Ancestor didn't ask anything else, but paid attention to his body first, which made Mo Yun's heart flow through a warm current. An ancestor of a sect, with a lofty status, is still above the sect master, and is the most powerful person in the faction. Even if it was just hypocrisy, it was enough to move Mo Yun.

"The disciple has already entered the sixth-order sword master, and there is no problem with his body!"

The old ancestor bowed his head slightly, and said: "Very good, it didn't disappoint me! The assets of the spirit body are really extremely strong! There are countless sword weapons in the sword washing pool, they are born with spirit, they don't have enough strength, don't try to submit!"

"Disciple understood!" Mo Yun replied by bending down.

"You kid, you can try your hand at the lower grade spirit soldier, but everything depends on your luck!" Jun Qianlei frowned, and continued: "You don't need so much etiquette, your kid's cultivation will surpass me sooner or later! I am the ancestor of the sect, and my cultivation is only higher than you! No matter who you are in front of, you can't bend your waist!"

Mo Yun smiled, shook his head and replied, "If I don't want to, no one can let me bend my back!"

"Haha~!" Jun Qianlei was obviously very satisfied with his answer and laughed. A slightly domineering voice echoed in the main hall: "Mo Yun, you are very good!"

Speaking of this, Jun Qianlei sighed and looked at Mo Yun carefully. His expression revealed a lot of loneliness, and he didn't look like an ancestor at all.

"If the seniors of the sect are still here, why would I be so down-and-out as my Sword Xuanzong!" between the ancestor's tone, there was a trace of emotion and helplessness. An ancestor is the existence of suppressing the luck of the sect, and what they want is to revitalize the sect and carry forward what their predecessors have left.

"The heart is direct, the heart of the sword, this is the real way of the sword! The temperament is sharp, not to be looked at directly, just like a sharp sword out of the sheath, the brilliance shines, this is the real edge! Perhaps, my sword Xuanzong, will be a legend of the strong again!"

Legend is strong! Four words, heavy, this is the expectation of the entire Sword Xuanzong!

Mo Yun's expression also changed, and he was extremely shocked!

Knowing Mo Yun's doubts, Jun Qianlei nodded heavily, and said proudly: "You guessed right! My Sword Xuanzong has indeed produced a legendary powerhouse! It's a pity that even I didn't have the opportunity to see it!"

Legend has it that the strong man is in charge, and that is the spirit-level sect!

I can't calm down for a long time. Legend has it that the four words of the strong man have a strange magic power, which shocks his heart! What kind of realm is that? Perhaps, that is the power that needs to be looked up to! However, one day, I will definitely set foot in the legend and surpass the legend!

"In that case, then ......" Jun Qianlei interrupted Mo Yun's question and explained, "Now you don't have the corresponding strength! It's too early for you!"

Old Ancestor looked at Mo Yun and gave him an inexplicable pressure.

"Mo Yun, you have to remember that we won't harm you, that's enough!Leave the rest to us!" Old Ancestor's voice suddenly raised, domineering and exposed, "Those enemies you provoked, my Sword Xuanzong still doesn't care about them!

He stood up and continued, "I remember these things clearly!"

After understanding the ancestor's painstaking efforts, Mo Yun replied solemnly: "Wuwei Palace, I don't care about it, the Agni Sect, it's not worth lifting shoes for me! Hmph, if you want to be my enemy, you must have the consciousness of going to die! They are my enemies, and they must be solved by me personally, so why bother the sect to interfere!"

The consciousness of the strong is to practice what they say! The words they say will never be taken back!

"Hahaha~! We can't ask for it!" Jun Qianlei laughed again.

"Mo Yun, my expectations for you are very high!"

"I expect nothing from myself!" he replied with a calm face. It's just that in my heart, there is a flame burning, a passion of blood, because of the four words burning! Legend! Strong! This is the realm that needs to be looked up to, and it is the realm that needs to be conquered by me!

"In that case, then come with me!" Jun Qianlei did not drag the mud and water, and with a wave of his hand, he led him to the depths of the palace.

After opening a secret door, a two-meter-wide passage was revealed, extending underground. On both sides of the wall, there are bright gems that illuminate the passageway!

The two of them walked for nearly a quarter of an hour before they came to a huge and empty cave! In the cave, there was a light purple mist, and in the mist, there was a trace of sharp edge, wandering rapidly. In front, a stone tablet more than a foot high stands, and there are three vermilion characters on it, revealing a fierce atmosphere.

Ahead, there is a bottomless pool of water, the water is pitch black, and it flows deeper through a pipe. Next to the pipe, there are all kinds of swords. Each handle has its breath restricted, and it looks like an ordinary mortal soldier.

Jun Qianlei turned around and said: "Go inside, or dive into the pool, you can choose one! This pool is 3,000 zhang deep, and even I have never reached the deepest part of it! Along this pipeline, there are also 3,000 zhang, but I still have not reached the deepest point. It's up to you how you decide! Remember, you only have three hours!"

Mo Yun nodded, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging in his heart. The opportunity to get the sword weapon is about to be firmly grasped! There is only one opportunity, and it must not be wasted!

"Ancestor, I'll go down first!" After speaking, he didn't stop, and followed the pipe, all the way forward. He was not a fool, so he naturally heard what the ancestor meant. The water in the waterhole is pitch black, the vision is not clear, and even if there are many precious sword weapons, it is not easy to obtain.

How did the sword weapon next to the pipeline come about? Naturally, the ancestor sneaked into the waterhole and salvaged it!

All the way on, there are gemstones on the walls for lighting. The sword weapon inserted in the ground made a buzzing sound, vibrating with each other, but it was suppressed by an invisible force and could not break free.

After moving forward for five hundred zhang, Mo Yun felt a trace of pressure! The fierce aura emitted by the sword weapon spread, occupying their respective regions, and each sword was ten zhang apart, or even farther away. Their breaths are not the same, whether they are fierce, or bloody, or fiery, or ice.

I picked one up casually, and immediately felt the resistance of the sword. It shook violently, and tried to break free and flee. But how could Mo Yun let it get his wish, snorted coldly, and reprimanded mercilessly: "If you dare to resist again, you will definitely suppress it!"

As he spoke, his own aura emerged, and he suppressed it fiercely with his sword. The latter gradually quieted down, releasing an aura of fear surrender!

This is a mid-level real soldier!

"Hmph~!" snorted coldly, inserted the sword weapon into the ground, and said, "You can't get into my eyes yet!"

As soon as the words came out, the sword weapons in this area all exploded wildly, shaking, and their respective breaths exploded, pressing towards Mo Yun. They, having a hint of spirituality, naturally know his contempt! They cannot bear this kind of insult!

"Presumptuous~!"

With a loud shout, the Frost Desolation Sword was taken out of the ring and stuck on the ground casually. As if understanding his thoughts, the Frost Desolation Sword suddenly burst out with its own momentum. The breath was as cold as ice, freezing the air. The sharp edge oppressed and suppressed the surrounding sword weapons.

With another cold snort, he picked up the Frost Desolation Sword and strode forward.

Soon, Mo Yun moved forward two hundred zhang, and after careful induction, this was already the area of a high-grade real soldier! He did not stop, and still moved forward.

Ahead, there was silence. The walls are no longer inlaid with gemstones, and it is pitch black. Each sword weapon is twenty zhang apart, and their momentum is comparable to that of the Sword King, and even surpasses it!

This is a spirit soldier, the power is far greater than that of a real soldier, and it is a sword weapon for masters above the sword king.

Mo Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he grabbed the nearest one. The latter sensed it, and suddenly there was a hum, and the incomparably sharp sharp qi appeared as a column of smoke, pointing straight at the top of the cave. In the pillar of smoke, there were several supernatural runes, which flashed, revealing a breathtaking power!

"In front of me, it's useless to resist!" Mo Yun shouted, his palm directly probing into the sharp qi, and clenching the hilt of the sword. The sharp qi immediately slashed, cutting his palm out of the Dao scar. The true power of his own sword surged, stopping the bleeding wound.

frowned slightly, and suddenly pulled up this spirit soldier.

In an instant, a strong force came to break free of his grasp. He could barely hold it, blood oozing from the tiger's mouth. , didn't speak, a battle intent rose on his face, and all the true power of the Qi Sea Sword in his body was poured into his right hand. The crimson golden edge qi is getting stronger and stronger, but it is difficult to suppress the spirit soldiers!

He finally understood the meaning of Jun Qianlei's words! A low-grade spirit soldier was equivalent to a sword king-level master! If he lacked strength, he would not be able to make him surrender!

A cold breath came from the spirit soldier, almost freezing his palm! This is an ice attribute spirit soldier, such a strong cold breath is not what he likes!

With a sigh, he thrust the spirit soldier back into the ground. Look at the right hand again, it has been covered with a layer of frost. He clenched his right hand into a fist, and with a sudden shock, the cold ice that had lost its strength and support suddenly shattered and splashed to the ground!

Walking and stopping, he met a spirit soldier again, and felt a trace of scorching breath around him, he probably guessed the attributes of this spirit soldier! Fire attribute spirit soldiers are also common types of spirit soldiers!

Slowly approaching the spirit soldier, but immediately angered the irascible guy. Within a dozen zhang, the temperature rose sharply, and bursts of white smoke rose from the steam.

This is to give me a horse!" Mo Yun said secretly, but he didn't stop, and approached step by step. Until the sword was held in his hand, it was not restless, but became more and more hot. The constant vibration burned his palm. At this moment, only the true power of the sword wrapped in the palm.

"The outside world is vast and boundless, and there are countless strong people, if you follow me, you will definitely drink the blood of the strong and laugh at the Sword Luo Continent!, how about it, are you willing to follow me?"

The spirit soldier was quiet for a moment, but suddenly burst out with a strong might, instantly broke free from his palm, and automatically inserted himself into the ground, and the blazing breath gradually dissipated, but he understood that this was a refusal!

Do you have to show your strength if you submit a sword?" he thought to himself. In that case, let's show you all the strength and show you enough! Let's see if there is a suitable spirit soldier for me!