The sword, the holy product of ancient times, has been inextricably linked with the development of human civilization from ancient times to the present. The supreme and noble, the emergence and evolution of the sword also symbolizes a kind of power.

There is an ancient book "Book of Sui and Etiquette" that describes in detail the types of swords and the differentiation of power. However, since the end of antiquity and the beginning of the Shang Dynasty, the bronze sword cast by bronze has not been included in the list of the powerful, and it is said that it has a great relationship with the gods in myths and legends.

At this moment, inside the sword formation of Heming Mountain. The bronze light is shining everywhere here, and the sword qi is all over the sky, as if it has come to the beginning of the ancient era, the bronze flashes with black light, and the huge bronze ancient sword seems to have stopped there since ancient times, and the twelve boulder swords exude an ancient and mysterious light.

This scene was too shocking, and the strong difference in civilization shook everyone's heartstrings. The body was eroded by an invisible force, unable to move, unable to move a single step.

"Who's going to save us!"

"I don't want to die yet...... Help me! ”

Some of the tourists nearly collapsed, screaming in horror and cries for help.

"Whew!"

At this moment, the bronze ancient sword suspended in the center of the sword array trembled violently, and the huge sword body emitted a vast sword light that swept in all directions, enveloping the entire sword array almost instantly. At the same time, everyone only felt dizzy, and their bodies involuntarily floated towards the ancient sword.

"Click!"

The ancient sword trembled violently again, and bronze shards fell from the rusty blade.

Then, a gap opened on the side of the three-hundred-zhang bronze ancient sword, and an extremely mysterious power overflowed, and the black light Dao was pulling towards everyone. After that, everyone only felt that the world was spinning, and then it was dark in front of them, and the next moment everyone was sucked into the gap in the blade of the bronze ancient sword.

"Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun, I just woke up...."

At this moment, the astronaut who was attached to the ancient sword in space opened his eyes, and he fainted again after scolding, and was also sucked into the sword body in an instant.

"Buzz!"

The bronze ancient sword is simple and unpretentious, with ancient and mysterious words and totems engraved on it, and the sword body is rusty, full of the vicissitudes of time. There was a sword roar, and then the gap in the ancient sword's body completely closed and recovered.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the ancient sword trembled violently again, and in an instant, another dazzling sword light went straight into the depths of the starry sky.

At the same time, cracks also appeared in the bronze sword array on the ground, visible to the naked eye, cracking one after another, chaotic stones flying, and twelve boulder swords emitted twelve sword lights that also shattered into ruins.

The sword aura of the bronze ancient sword flickered with divine brilliance, and it went straight into the starry sky like a road to the sky. There was silence for a moment, and with a bang, the sword array was completely shattered, and those words and patterns disappeared. The entire Heming Mountain shook violently, as if it was experiencing a 12-magnitude earthquake.

In the sky, the bronze ancient sword with a length of three hundred zhang also rose into the sky with the sword light at this moment, like an atomic bomb bursting out, the air waves surged, terrifying, and the clouds in the night sky were instantly broken through and spread, shaking the sky and the earth.

"......

The blood rain formed by the two cranes hitting the ancient sword was sprinkled continuously, and the heavens and the earth fell into a blood-colored mist. In the shattered sword array, after being eroded by the blood rain, grass and trees grew again, visible to the naked eye, and it was rapidly exploding, and after a while, it turned into a lush green pine forest.

The mandarin duck and the crane dedicated, the blood rained all over the sky, the ancient fairy blood urged the end of the sword array, the ancient sword crossed the sky, and set sail from here!

In the dark and uncharted night, this scene was seen by tourists fleeing the woods. They took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and the ancient and mysterious bronze giant sword was transmitted to every corner of the world through the network, which was destined to cause an uproar.

Heming Mountain, which has existed since ancient times, and Xianshan, one of the birthplaces of Taoism, will inevitably become the focus of the world's attention again. However, all this has nothing to do with Yuan Fan and the others who were sucked into the body of the ancient sword.

In the vast universe and the boundless starry sky, the bronze ancient sword walks alone in the sky, without an beginning, only forward.

Inside the ancient sword, there is a slight light, which is the light emitted by the reflection of patina, and the light source is two bronze ancient coffins that are firmly poured above the copper wall, and two three-foot bronze swords are inserted in these two ancient coffins.

All of them were made of bronze pouring in all directions, and it was hard to believe that such a square space could be inside a huge bronze sword.

There was a chilling cold, sobbing and choking sounds wafted through the room, and some timid women nearly collapsed, their bodies curled up in the arms of their companions and trembling; Although many men did not cry or shout because of this, they were so frightened that they gathered together in the face of the unknown, and did not talk to each other, so they could only remain helplessly silent.

Yuan Fan and Chen Ling did not get close to anyone, but leaned against each other against the copper wall. During this period, Yuan Fan pulled the unconscious astronaut to his side and waited for him to wake up.

Yuan Fan couldn't guess where the bronze ancient sword was carrying them, but in the face of the boundless starry sky, the astronauts must know much more than ordinary people.

After some time, the sound of crying and choking in the field gradually dissipated, and some bold men stood up and began to look around.

The bronze walls are three inches thick with rust, and on closer inspection, there is a milky white mist overflowing, and in some places there are even ancient totems and characters inscribed.

"How do these words look familiar!" When a man looked at the copper wall around him, he recognized the form of the words on the copper wall, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing this, four or five men also stood up and boldly walked over to check on them.

"How do these words look a bit like oracle bone ......?"

The oracle bone script is an ancient Chinese script, also known as "Qiwen". In 1899 of the last century, Chinese archaeologists discovered the "oracle bone inscription" for the first time. This is an ancient script that was born 4,000 years ago, and is called "oracle bone script" because it is usually engraved on turtle shells.

"It's not an oracle bone inscription, it's an ancient Xuanwen that appeared in ancient times." The one who opened his mouth to argue was an older middle-aged man, looking forty or fifty years old, with a thin face, wearing a retro Tang costume. The middle-aged man frowned deeply, feeling that although these words were somewhat similar to oracle bone inscriptions, they were certainly not oracle bone inscriptions.

A young man beside him was full of ruffianism, and retorted with some suspicion: "Old man, how do you know that it's not Oracle, it can't be that it's old and dizzy, it's wrong!" ”

"Gu Xuanwen, I've never heard of it!"

Everyone's eyes showed a look of doubt, and they hadn't heard of any ancient Xuanwen at all.

When Yuan Fan heard "Gu Xuanwen", he couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man in Tang costume, although his face was calm and did not show any expression, but his heart had already turned over and was shocked.

In the past, he wandered around the "ghost market" and once bought a broken ancient book, made of animal skins. The words written in ancient books are called "Xuanguwen".

This is a mysterious script older than the oracle bone inscription, and there is no documentary record, only hidden among the people. Yuan Fan, by consulting a large number of existing written records, once deduced that this kind of writing only appeared in ancient times, that is, 5,000 years ago.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume in front of him could see the origin of the text at a glance, and Yuan Fan was naturally surprised and shocked in his heart, guessing that he was an archaeologist, and it was very likely that he was an archaeologist specializing in ancient characters.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume did not give any explanation, and in the face of the young man's rebuttal, no one would believe or recognize him even if he said it. This kind of writing is too old, and it is rumored that it is related to the cultivators in myths and legends.

At this time, a woman leaning against the copper wall on the other side stood up and said angrily: "When has this been, and those tattered words are still being discussed, now that everyone is trapped here, they should think of a way to get out!" ”

The woman's face is white, expressionless, her long black hair is scattered over her shoulders, she is wearing a light black suit, which is a little messy, the white shirt inside has been exposed, and her long thin legs are wrapped in slender trousers.

"Get out, do you know where this is? This is the inside of that greatsword, how to get out? You tell me! The man looked at the woman angrily and said with some blame.

The woman's face sank like water, and she said hatefully: "People at the bottom of society like you, will you only shout and scream in the face of danger? ”

When the man heard this, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and then his face suddenly turned cold, and he said angrily: "Little girl, Lao Tzu told you, it's best to pay attention to what you say, now that everyone is in the same boat, it's not certain who will die first!" ”

The woman laughed angrily, and said a little meanly: "It's ridiculous, I'm actually discussing this with a hooligan at the bottom of society." With that, the woman walked straight back to the copper wall and sat down, ignoring it.

Seeing the woman walk back, the man glanced impatiently, scolded in a low voice, and then sat on the ground, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the ancient sword where danger and the unknown coexist, in the face of such a quarrel, no one will come forward to block or discuss, usually everyone is in all walks of life, and the contacts are different, and they all have the mentality that more is better than less.

This is human nature, and if we don't know each other, no one will easily trust anyone, let alone help anyone.

Everyone knew very well that the bronze ancient sword had flown away from the earth, and the loud noise heard when he woke up was proof that in this unknown place, there was only defense, no cooperation.

"Woooooooo I don't want to die yet! ”

"Zhang Yang, will we go back?"

“……”

Men and women who knew each other snuggled up to each other, whispering to each other and encouraging each other. But everyone tacitly stayed away from the two copper coffins placed above the copper wall.

Coffins, where the dead live. In China's long history, it represents bad luck and bad luck, and if you get close to it, you may be contaminated with some bad cause and effect.

Yuan Fan looked around and whispered to Chen Ling beside him, "Ling'er, let's go to the copper coffin." ”

Chen Ling raised his head, a little surprised and puzzled, "Those two copper coffins have been placed there for a long time, and they didn't feel good in the past!" ”

Yuan Fan glanced at the five men on the other side, intentionally or unintentionally, and then whispered in Chen Ling's ear: "I just carefully identified the faces of those five people, they are somewhat familiar, as if they are A-class murderers who were wanted on the news some time ago. Don't look at them, just the two of us just have a casual past. ”

A-class murderer!

When Chen Ling heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble, knowing that this kind of murderer was contaminated with blood, and his crimes were extremely heinous, and they all regarded human life as a mustard. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but want to turn her head to look at the five men, but was stopped by Yuan Fan in time.

"Everyone, we are in the bronze sword, I don't know where we will go, for the sake of unnecessary trouble, I think we should pick a leader."

At this time, the five men slowly stood up, and the one who spoke was a bald head standing at the front, with a dark smile on his face, and a shallow knife mark on his neck, giving people a strong sense of deterrence.