Looking at this large piece of ice in front of him, the Jade Dragon Ancestor could be described as ecstatic. Here, there must be a sinking sword pool. If you can get the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Gate in the Sinking Sword Pool. Then his brilliant life can also begin.

"This place has been sealed for thousands of years, why was the stone gate at the bottom of this pool opened? It's not good, it's been taken first. ”

The smile of the Jade Dragon Ancestor instantly froze on his face. Because he also discovered that there was a passage under the ice. And the stone door of this passage has been opened. It can be seen that someone must have entered this stone gate before them.

The disciples of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect are all here now. Then those who enter this stone gate must be outsiders. The Jade Dragon Ancestor couldn't care about searching any longer, he hurriedly took the elders and disciples of the sect and headed towards the passage.

"Ancestor, this stone gate has obviously just been opened. The two palm prints on the stone door made the ice on the stone door show signs of melting. It is conceivable that the person who opened the stone door must have just entered. ”

"You still need to say, can't you and I can't see it? I'm still stunned about what to do, and I don't want to go in quickly. If outsiders are allowed to inherit it, the future of my Jade Dragon Sword Sect will be ruined. ”

Zhu Tailai's analysis did not get the slightest praise, but touched the ashes of his nose. Looking at this angry Jade Dragon Ancestor, he also dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Who makes the other party far higher than himself regardless of strength or seniority?

The Jade Dragon Ancestor was anxious, he was deeply afraid that outsiders would take away the inheritance of this Heavenly Sword Gate. I saw him swing out two palms and smash these two stone doors. He led the elder disciples to rush in, and rushed inward.

Not to mention, the cadres of the Jade Dragon Sword Sect also entered this stone gate. Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng, after entering the stone gate, walked through a long passage. After about a cup of tea, another stone gate appeared in front of the two.

Feng Luochen easily pushed open the stone door, he took Long Yimeng's hand and walked in together. The two of them just walked in, and what caught their eyes was an incomparably huge stone sword.

This stone sword is seven or eight feet high. It is pointing to the sky, incomparably majestic. Even so, it didn't have the slightest sword aura overflowing. It seems to be just an ordinary stone sculpture. Behind this stone sword is another vast ice cave.

Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng looked around curiously. I saw that in the depths of the ice cave, there seemed to be the sound of a sword groaning. They looked at each other and smiled, and then headed for the depths of the ice cave. As the two of them went deeper, the passage of this ice cave became narrower and narrower.

After walking for about half an hour, they came to a vast ice house. I saw that the four walls of the ice room were all frozen by solid ice. In the solid ice of the four walls, there are countless sharp swords frozen in ice. Some of the ice has been shattered, but the sword inside has long since disappeared.

Feng Luochen suddenly realized, presumably he had triggered the sword heart before, and it was also a resonance with the sword in the ice. As for these disappearing swords, I am afraid that they have already gone straight to the Nine Heavens, in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Cave.

In the Ten Thousand Swords Cave, there are thousands of sharp swords. There are also a lot of sharp swords in the sinking sword pool. Feng Luochen is on the stone tablet of the Ten Thousand Sword Cave, and he also knows the existence of this sinking sword pool. At this time, combined with the surrounding scenes, it is not difficult to guess that this place must be the sinking sword pool.

"No wonder the sword aura here is soaring, and the Chixiao Sword even emits bursts of sword groans. It turns out that the legendary Shenjian Pond is this place. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the water of this sinking sword pool has long since turned into ice. ”

"Brother Luo Chen, it turns out that this place is the Sinking Sword Pool. No wonder there are so many sharp swords. ”

In the hearts of Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng, they couldn't help but sigh. The location where they were at this time must be the bottom of the Sinking Sword Pool. It's just that there is such an ice room at the bottom of this Sinking Sword Pool.

This ice house is surrounded by ice, though. But under the ice, there are thick stone walls. Presumably, the water of the Shenjian Pond completely submerged this ice room. It is only after thousands of years that this ice house has resurfaced.

At this time, it was pitch black in the ice room. With the cultivation of Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng, the visibility is still extremely low. As they continued on their way, an altar appeared in front of them.

This altar is extremely huge, and there seems to be a huge black shadow on top of the altar. In Feng Luochen's heart, there was a faint trace of unease. The huge black shadow seemed to call him. But this black shadow seems to contain endless horror.

Feng Luochen didn't choose, and immediately went to this altar. He took Long Yimeng and circled the altar first. He tried to find a way out, but eventually found that there was no other way out of the ice house.

"This sinking sword pool is really strange. It's a pool, but there's an altar at the bottom of it. Could it be that there is some secret hidden on this altar? Brother Luochen, we can't find a way out anyway, so let's just go up to this altar and have a look. ”

Looking at this strange altar, Long Yimeng's heart was also very curious. She really wanted to go up and see what was on top of the altar. And what is that huge black shadow?

"For some reason, I felt a little uneasy in my heart. But there is no better way to do it now. Let's go up and have a look, but be careful. ”

"Hehe, Brother Luochen, don't panic, Meng'er will protect you well. It's really impossible to do anything, it's a big deal that Meng'er incarnates the body and dismantles this ice cave. The body of the dream is the frost white dragon. These solid ice and snow can't stop the dream. ”

Long Yimeng waved his small fist, which could be described as extremely domineering. Feng Luochen shook his head and smiled, he was also spoiled, and rubbed Long Yimeng's head. After the interruption of Long Yimeng, the feeling of uneasiness was alleviated a lot.

This altar has a total of eight staircases, which are distributed in the direction of eight trigrams. Feng Luochen was afraid of touching the mechanism, so he chose to go up from the birth gate. When I stepped on the stairs, it was calm and there was nothing unusual about it.

Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng walked up the stairs, only to see that on both sides of this staircase, there were many bronze statues of strange beasts. It's just that after years of erosion, many statues have long been decayed.

After walking the stairs, the two of them also came to the altar. This place is located in the middle of the ice room. The ice chamber is circular in shape, and the surrounding stone walls are made up of ice swords. And the top of this altar happens to be in the very center of this ice room.

Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng looked up, and naturally they had a full view of everything on the top of this altar. However, what appeared in front of them made them inexplicably frightened.

I saw that in the center of this altar, there was a sarcophagus hanging in the air. The sarcophagus is bound by eight iron chains, which are covered with golden mysterious runes. And these eight iron chains are distributed in the direction of the eight trigrams, as if they are combined with a strange array.

This sarcophagus is extremely huge, with a length of more than ten zhang and a width of six or seven zhang. The sarcophagus exudes a chilly atmosphere, incomparably eerie and terrifying. Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng only then knew that the black shadow on the altar before was this sarcophagus.

On top of this mysterious sarcophagus, there is also a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged. This person is dressed in a green shirt, has a short beard on his chin, and has a handsome appearance. In his body, there was a faint sword aura. This sword aura is incomparably fierce, overflowing with sword qi, invincible, and prohibitive.

The man in the green shirt had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping. And in front of him, there was a long sword that shone with a strange light. He held the hilt of his sword in both hands and stuck his sword in the sarcophagus. The sword body flickered with strange light, and mysterious runes flowed, indescribably weird.

This long sword, in this place where there is no light of day, I don't know how many years. At this time, it was not only undamaged, but even emitted bursts of cold light. The swords that were frozen around them all bowed their heads slightly, as if they were worshipping Qi. The sword is simple and sharp, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

At this moment, the Chixiao Sword in Feng Luochen's hand let out a sword groan. The long sword on the sarcophagus suddenly shone brightly. The two seem to have known each other for a long time, and they are like old friends, telling each other about their feelings.

"This sword is extraordinary, it should not be under the Chixiao Sword. Unexpectedly, at the bottom of this sinking sword pool, there was still such a peerless divine sword. ”

As a sword cultivator, Feng Luochen could naturally feel the extraordinaryness of this divine sword. This sword exudes bursts of cold light, and it seems to contain boundless sword qi inside. This sword aura echoes with the man in green shirt. It can be seen that this mysterious man in green shirt must be the owner of this divine sword.

Feng Luochen looked at the man in green shirt, and his eyes were full of solemnity. Although this person closed his eyes slightly, he revealed a kind of momentum of a peerless powerhouse. And this kind of peerless momentum, Feng Luochen has only seen it in Jian Taixu and Long Xiaotian. Even if it was his uncle Liu Fengyun, it was a little inferior.

"Brother Luo Chen, this man in a green shirt is so strong. Meng'er even felt that he was more powerful than my father. ”

"I don't know where this person came from, but Shen Jianchi has not been born for a long time, and he must have been here for tens of thousands of years. Although this person is still powerful, he is not angry at all, and he is afraid that he has already fallen for many years. ”

Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng's hearts were extremely frightened. This person has been dead for thousands of years, and he can have such momentum. When he was still alive, how strong would he be? How could such a powerful man fall here? And what kind of secrets will be hidden in the sarcophagus at his feet?

At this time, Feng Luochen also regretted that he had brought Long Yimeng. There is something strange about this place, and it is really not to be careless. He glanced at the sarcophagus, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.