At this moment, everyone who entered the misty forest was shaken, no matter which powerhouse of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, or the sect master of the great sect, or the monk of the great sect, they all quieted down, not daring to interject, let alone controlling the Divine Rainbow to fly into the clouds.

In the white mist forest, almost everyone looked up at the central area, that unknown mysterious area, I don't know how many years it has existed, and now there is a voice coming out, alarming the world, it is actually the soul of the ancient sword emperor.

"There is still no one, can you become an immortal?"

"Perhaps, as you said, I'm just a wisp of sword soul, and it's really time to leave."

Sword Soul, when the Ancient Sword Emperor turned into a Dao, a wisp of obsession remained in the world, and a trace of soul was produced in the Emperor's Sword, and his voice was hoarse, full of endless regret.

"Where are you going, why don't you leave everything to the old man and the juniors?"

The latter voice was an old man, who could talk to the sword soul of the Ancient Sword Emperor, and everyone's hearts were extremely shocked, and they all asked themselves, who was the old man.

The figure of the old man was hidden in the white mist, although no one knew who he was, but no one dared to question his cultivation and strength, his words were calm, slightly unwilling, as if he wanted to keep something.

"You, hahaha...... You're good, but you're not that person, you can't drive me! In the depths of the misty forest, the sword soul laughed, shaking the clouds and mist, like a huge dragon carp swallowing divine light in the mist, swinging its tail happily, everyone saw the pupils shrink sharply, and they could breathe heavily.

"Who is that person, isn't the old man as good?" The old man's voice in the white mist trembled, and he was extremely surprised, and he asked suspiciously.

"I don't know about that person, maybe it will never appear again." The sword soul in the central area groaned and muttered to himself, flickering far and near, and gradually, his voice changed from talking to himself to laughing, and finally it was almost mad, shaking the heavens and the earth, and spreading all over the misty forest for 100,000 miles.

"Hahaha, even if that person doesn't appear again, my way is still the same, the Tao is natural, the sword is eternal, the weather is swinging, my Tao is prosperous, and the day is prosperous....."

He was smiling, and he seemed to be crying, thinking of his master, the Ancient Sword Emperor, as he spoke, his words became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be about to disappear and leave.

"You, don't, you can't go, you have to leave it to the latecomers!"

The old man in the white mist saw the incredible picture, he was extremely anxious, his voice gradually became louder, and he began to roar, he stood up in the clouds, his tone was arrogant, very anxious and unwilling.

However, the sword soul in the central area did not respond to him anymore and fell silent.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at each other, wondering what was going on over there.

"Weng!"

Suddenly, a sword roared loudly, shaking the heavens and the earth, emitting from the very center of the misty forest, sweeping up and down the left and right heavens and the earth, for a while, the white mist in the glow of the ten thousand ways, half of the sky was rendered, and the rainbow in the sky was particularly gorgeous.

In the forest, many monks were horrified when they saw this scene, and they sacrificed their talisman weapons to resist the sound of the sword.

"There is Emperor Wei in this sword sound, it is the Extreme Dao Emperor Sword of the Ancient Sword Emperor!" Someone exclaimed, excited, and rushed in as a rainbow.

"The person who just talked said that he was a sword soul, could it really be the Extreme Dao Emperor Sword?" There were old men looking up in the woods, uncertain openings.

"There really exists an emperor sword in this world, and it is said that a sword of that level can kill immortals!"

"This, it's terrible!"

At this moment, in the forest of 30,000 miles, many people's exclamations sounded, trembling continuously, looking very excited, and after a while, several divine rainbows rushed into the sky, cutting through the sky, and rushing towards the white mist in the central area.

On the low mountain in the distance, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling had a full view of everything, the two of them were silent, holding the two broken swords tightly, their eyes were blazing, and they looked at the central area of the misty forest with fire.

"The Tao is natural, and the sword lasts forever!"

These eight words contain a certain kendo regret!

A sword emperor's regret!

An ancient sword emperor died here, his emperor sword slept for 100,000 years, and now the sword soul has awakened, and his regret has been told to the world.

Throughout the ages, who is the Sword Emperor, who is it, he actually makes the sword soul of his Emperor Sword give a respectful evaluation, and wants to show the power of the Sword Emperor to the world, he can't blaspheme, or swear by this, and want someone to continue his sword path.

It's just that the sword soul didn't wait for the person he wanted to wait for, and he was about to leave.

"The Tao is natural, the sword is eternal, the weather is swinging, and my Tao is prosperous." Yuan Fan muttered in a low voice, his eyes were firm, and the blood in his heart was boiling.

Did the Sword Emperor really have transcendent achievements, and he actually made his Emperor Sword Soul tell about regrets, and wanted his sword inheritance to exist in the world forever, is he really so strong that he is invincible, but he is invincible, how can he turn into a Dao here.

"Boom!"

At this time, a bell rang, interrupting Yuan Fan's thoughts.

This bell rang louder and more powerful than before, as if it was about to shake the world, shocking the world, and the qi waves generated shook the mountains and rivers, and it seemed that the heavens and the earth would collapse in an instant. The power of the bell was terrifying, shattering the rocks and tearing the clouds, and everyone who saw it gasped and quickly retreated.

The towering trees near the center were shattered and flew horizontally into the sky, breaking off on the way, becoming sawdust fragments, densely packed, and then turning into powder and scattering thousands of miles.

"Whew!"

As soon as the bell rang out, a sword rang out.

This time, it was not just the sound of the sword, but also a wisp of sword qi and a sword light that flashed with ten kinds of illusions.

In the sky in the central area, the sword light was like a ten-colored rainbow hanging across the sky, crossing the sky, and where the sword light passed, the fairy mist dispersed, and the plants and trees all turned into nothingness.

That wisp of sword qi tore open the sky, and the storm vortex formed by the sword qi was as wide as a hundred zhang, extending all the way to the sky, as if it was about to break through the void and enter the immortal realm, shaking everyone's heartstrings.

The sound of the sword was even more terrifying, and it instantly dispersed the bell, causing the clouds and mist in the central area to spread out, forming a huge circle of fog and mist, and there was an earth-shattering sonic storm dancing wildly.

This scene was too terrifying, and the monks who saw it all felt a chill down their spines, and they were all harnessing the Divine Rainbow, or sacrificing flying magic weapons to retreat.

"No, you can't go, you have to be mine!"

The voice of the old man who was talking to the sword soul resounded in it, very hoarse, and shouted heartbreakingly, refreshing and refreshing, as if facing a deceased relative, full of reluctance and unwillingness.

"Weng!"

However, the sword soul still did not respond to him, and only a sword sound resounded again.

The terrible chime of the bell was dispersed by the sound of the sword, and the monks in the area no longer fled, but looked up.

Everyone's hearts were shaken and a shocking picture was seen!

In the central area filled with white mist, a three-foot long sword with a divine glow rose into the sky, and the sword body manifested immortal light, spreading ten kinds of brilliance, like a fairy sword that was about to fly into the fairy world, and it seemed to be a magnificent immortal who was up and down in the world.

"Nope! You're mine, you're mine......"

Many people saw that there was an old man who was roaring wildly, his beard was white, and his figure loomed in the storm of sword qi, and he also followed closely behind, stepping on the clouds, wanting to hold the sword in his hand.

"Weng!"

It's just that the sword was extremely terrifying, emitting a Dao sword sound, and the power of the Sword Emperor fell down, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths trembling slightly, and the old man was directly shaken away, spitting blood in his mouth, and his body formed a parabola, I don't know where he was shocked.

Seeing this scene, some monks with low cultivation couldn't help but prostrate on the ground, constantly kowtowing to the sword to show their awe.

"My generation of sword cultivators, I should become a sword emperor, even if I have no hope of becoming an immortal, I must become an emperor!"

"I must become the Sword Emperor and be invincible in the world!"

"Is that the Emperor's Sword, like a fairy sword!"

In the ancient and mysterious forest, there are young voices, immature voices, and old people's voices, all exclaiming in the forest.

It was a sword cultivator who embarked on the road of kendo, there were old people, teenagers, and children, they embarked on the road of kendo, this road is not easy to walk, it is very bumpy, and it is far away.

Despite this, although there was little hope, these young sword cultivators, after seeing the Emperor Sword, all wanted to become such transcendent beings, who had become emperors throughout the ages, all embarked on the road of seeking immortals.

Yuan Fan and Chen Ling stood on the low mountain, the two of them looked at the Xiaguang Emperor Sword, their eyes were hot, their whole body was shrouded in divine light, and the broken sword they were holding was trembling slightly, as if they were resonating with the person holding the sword, and they were also resonating with the Emperor Sword.

"Snort~"

The last sword sounded for a long time, and it didn't dissipate for a long time, as if it sounded from the end of time to ancient times, from ancient times to ancient times, and from ancient times to today.

At the end of the sword, you can destroy immortals, and a sword can cross the world!

The ten directions shook, the world was shocked, many people stood and looked at it from afar, but it was a pity that the Sword Emperor had lost his name and Taoism so far.

There are old people who have come to the end of their lives, constantly wiping away tears, there are young monks sitting in the rainbow light, beginning to enlighten, and there are monks who are flying towards the rainbow, all of them do not want to admire the power of the Sword Emperor.

Soon, the Emperor Sword that flickered with ten rays of light flew away.

The sword had a trace of sword soul, and it used all the power of its body, like an ancient sword emperor in person, to show its divine might, and break through the sky above the misty forest, where the void shattered inch by inch like a glass lens, revealing a pitch-black gap.

Some strong people saw that at the end of the gap, there was an endless sea of stars, dotted with starlight, dazzling, leading to the vast depths of the universe.

Eventually, the Imperial Sword flew into the gaps, into the starry sky, into the lonely and cold universe, where no one knew where it would go, no one knew if it would return.

"The only remaining emperor sword in the world, is it genuine, and it flew away like this?"

"Will it ever come back?"

The old man at the end of his life burst into tears, and there was a hint of pleading in his crying.

On the low mountain, Yuan Fan and Chen Lingmu sent the emperor's sword away, the two of them were shrouded in the brilliance of divine power, they were silent for a long time, and the broken sword in their hands also calmed down at this moment.

"Hey, how did this king hear an old man crying, something was wrong, how did this king smell the breath of the emperor's sword, hey, those two stunned humans over there, did the emperor's sword come out just now?"

At this time, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling heard someone calling for themselves, and they both turned their heads to look over. In the forest behind him, a white mist filled the air, and a flower-colored figure loomed.

When the colorful figure came out, the two of them suddenly looked at it in place, it was actually a bald yellow dog.