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Ye Xiang and the others looked at the mountain peaks in front of them, and couldn't help but be very surprised, what kind of scene could make these two peaks look like this. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After listening to the words of the Heavenly Providence Vientiane Soul, Ye Xiang already knew in his heart what kind of existence he was standing in front of.

A single sect can contend with the power of the entire Vientiane Heavenly Realm, which must make many people fearful.

However, Ye Xiang knew that what Tuoba Zhesheng said was not wrong, and there was really such a force.

"It sounds like there are two sects, which one are we going to?" Yan Ling'er said slowly.

"But I always feel that there seems to be some kind of connection between these two sword sects, let's go in and talk about it.

As everyone spoke, they entered it, and when they entered the door, the two people standing at the door did not say anything to them, and at that moment, Tuoba Zhesheng and others walked in directly.

Entering the valley behind the two of them, when they were looking, they suddenly found that there was a hole in this valley.

Entering the valley, in the valley, there is a neat road paved with bluestone slabs.

Behind the bluestone road, there is a large hall in front of it, and behind this large hall is the black and white mountain that everyone just saw.

On both sides of the main hall, there are also two palaces, the black palace under the black peak, and the white palace under the white peak.

When everyone saw this scene, they were very strange and couldn't understand why these two sects were in the same compound, and they were on both sides, and if they were not two sects, then why did these two sides seem to be hostile forces.

Among them, only Ye Xiang vaguely guessed something, but he was not sure, so Ye Xiang decided to observe.

"Welcome to the Ghost God Sword Sect. At this moment, in the central hall, there was a gray-haired old man, who looked like he had white hair, but he looked energetic.

Ye Xiang and the others saw that the old man's clothes were the same as those of the two disciples before, but there was only one difference, the clothes he passed on were neither white nor black, but black and white.

"Ghost God Sword Sect?" Tuoba Zhesheng seemed to vaguely remember where he seemed to have heard this name, but where he heard it, Tuoba Zhesheng didn't remember, but Tuoba Zhesheng clearly knew that this sect should be the power he was looking for, and it was hidden in such a deep place, and the disciples who watched the door were all strong people in the Soul Sect, so this old man, could it be a Soul Venerable, or a more powerful existence.

"Ghost God Sword Sect!" Long Xi was also thinking carefully about the name, he was the young patriarch of the Yaksha Dragon Clan, so since he was a child, he was the same as the whole book, there were many predecessors of the Heavenly Universe, and there was a distant history, Long Xi didn't know anything.

Therefore, when the two disciples just now said the Ghost Sword Sect and the Divine Sword Sect, Long Xi felt a little familiar, but what the place was, Long Xi couldn't say clearly, but when the old man in front of him said the Ghost Sword Sect, Long Xi suddenly remembered.

The Ghost God Sword Sect, a powerful sect that has disappeared for thousands of years, can rely on the power of the sect to compete with the powerful sect of the entire Vientiane Heavenly Realm.

"The Ghost God Sword Sect that the predecessor said, but that Ghost God Sword Sect?" Long Xi didn't expect that he would actually come to this legendary place, and at the moment, he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly saluted and said.

"Oh, is there a second Ghost God Sword Sect in this world?" the old man looked at Long Xi with a smile.

Although he didn't feel any oppression from the old man's eyes, Long Xi still felt his body tremble.

"The younger generation makes the second, I hope the seniors don't blame. Long Xi hurriedly saluted and said.

Tuoba Zhesheng knew Long Xi's temper and character, and at this moment, he saw that Long Xi had become like this in an instant, and he was thinking of the Ghost God Sword Sect, at the moment.

That self keeps saying that he can fight against the powerful forces of the Vientiane Heavenly Realm, and there is only one place in this world that can.

That's the Ghost God Sword Sect!

And he is now in the Ghost God Sword Sect, and what he is facing is the master of the Ghost God Sword Sect!

Of all the people present, only Ye Xiang knew where he was just now, and at the moment, he kept calm.

The old man looked at everyone with a smile, and when his eyes swept over Ye Xiang, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Because he saw the calmness in Ye Xiang's eyes, this was really calm, not pretended.

With his cultivation, he could naturally see whether Ye Xiang's calm was real.

"Under the ghosts and gods, welcome to the Ghost God Sword Sect?" the old man said with a smile again after sweeping over.

"Unpredictable?" Hearing the old man's self-registration number, everyone was stunned.

"Hehe, as soon as you enter the Ghost God Sword Sect, then the surname will naturally become a ghost god, this is the rule of the Ghost God Sword Sect. The ghost said with an unpredictable smile.

"It's been a long time since anyone from the Ghost God Sword Sect visited, please come in. The ghost said with an unpredictable smile.

Now that he has come here, Tuoba Zhesheng's heart, for some reason, has settled down.

The crowd followed the unfathomable spirit into the main hall.

In the main hall, there is only a statue, perhaps because of the passage of time, so the statue's face is very blurry, and the face cannot be seen clearly, but in the hand of the statue, it is holding a long sword.

When everyone entered the main hall, just a moment later, the long sword in the statue's hand exuded a faint brilliance.

At that moment, the ghost was shocked, and looked at the teenagers who came in with him in surprise.

At this moment, from outside the door, two old men also broke in.

"Unpredictable old man, what the hell is going on, who are they, and why do they arouse the resonance of the ghost sword!" the two said in unison.

Ye Xiang looked at the two old men who entered later, but they were different from this ghost and god, but like the two disciples before, one was wearing a black shirt, while the other was wearing a white shirt.

The three old men stood here, and in the entire hall, a powerful soul power fluctuation was formed, and the statue above the hall that was attracted also exuded that faint brilliance.

"These little friends are friends who have just arrived, and I don't know why they caused the ghost sword to move. The ghost shook his head slowly and said.

"What the hell is going on, just go there and see. As he spoke, the two old men's bodies moved, and they didn't see how their soul power fluctuated, but the figures were gone.

"Master!" This is the unanimous understanding of Ye Xiang, Tuoba Zhesheng, Long Xi and others.

Ordinary cultivators, whether it is action or battle, as long as it is related to soul power, then it is bound to trigger soul power fluctuations, so everyone can judge what level of master the other party is by virtue of soul power fluctuations.

And these two old men, when they acted, they did not have any soul power fluctuations.

To say that the two of them are not cultivators and have no soul power, it is obviously impossible, so there is only one possibility, that is, the cultivation of the two is too high, so that everyone does not notice it at all.

"These two old men are like this, they are in a hurry, let's go, let's take a look!" At that moment, the unpredictable ghost was a flick of the sleeves of the robe.

Ye Xiang and the others had not yet felt the unpredictable fluctuations of the ghost's soul power, but when they looked at it, they found that the surrounding environment had changed.

The cold wind was howling, and a bitter chill was blowing in the face.

When Ye Xiang and the others were looking, they found the land under their feet, which seemed to be demarcating.

A dividing line, evenly separating black and white.

In the distance, however, it was smoky.

The courtyard and valley below the hill seemed so familiar to them.

Only now did they realize that they had reached the top of the mountain they had just seen.

"This, how is it possible?" Yan Ling'er felt very incredible.

Ye Xiang looked at the black and white, but it was two extremely extreme colors of jade.

Black jade, black and thick.

White jade, white dazzling.

Ye Xiang didn't know how this Ghost God Sword Sect found such a special jade, but thinking of the Ghost God Sword Sect's ability, it didn't seem to be so difficult.

Ye Xiang and Long Xi have all discovered at this moment that at the top of this mountain peak, where black and white are divided, there is an altar.