How is it possible, Xue Ning is just a disciple of the middle stage of Jindan, these are all famous swords left over from ancient times, and he has fought with the gods and ancient demons, how can he be afraid of such a little girl?

The two pavilion guards were puzzled, could it be something wrong?

Xue Ning looked at the fallen sword in front of him inexplicably, and thought to herself.

It feels like it's scared of me.

Also, didn't the Pavilion Keeper say that these swords are difficult to draw? Why did it collapse on its own before I touched it?

Could it be that the sword spirit of this sword has dissipated, and I will try another one.

Xue Ning thought about it, and came to the sword shrine next to him, and there was a majestic and simple big knife standing in front of him, which was engraved with lifelike fierce beast patterns, and it looked very murderous, and there were some blackened blood stains on the blade.

This looked very awesome, and Xue Ning couldn't wait to walk up.

Seeing this, the pavilion keeper gasped.

That's the famous general of the demon race 10,000 years ago, the saber of the Black Moon Demon General, the sword spirit in it is extremely bloodthirsty, and the monk who is weaker in cultivation can't get close at all, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will be killed by the sword spirit in seconds.

She's so dead!

"Xue Ning, you." The cabinet keeper was about to stop it.

Xue Ning's hands had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and he used his strength to eat milk suddenly, his body took two steps back in an instant, and the big knife was immediately withdrawn from the soil, extremely relaxed.

"Huh?" Xue Ning raised the big knife with one hand, his expression was a little strange, "Why is it so light?"

The two pavilion guards behind him were as silent as death.

What the hell is this Xue Ning!

Even the Black Moon Demon General's saber can be easily drawn!

"Well, it doesn't seem to be very powerful, and there is no sense of oppression at all." Xue Ning couldn't help scratching his head, and then inserted the saber back into its place.

"Big brother, you won't lie to me, will you! Are these swords really ancient swords?" Xue Ning was suspicious for a while.

The corners of the Pavilion Guard's eyes twitched twice under his mask, "Lying to you is a dog!"

"And what other powerful swords do you have? Tell me about it?" Xue Ning turned around and asked the pavilion guard.

Seeing that she still wanted to be powerful, the pavilion keeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear, and then pointed to the sword mound behind him, "The one behind is full of ancient gods, not to mention tens of thousands of years old, you can try it."

"Old gods, tens of thousands of years of history! Then I'll take a look!" Xue Ning ran over happily, and she found that some of the sword bodies and scabbards in the sword mound behind her were rusty, but the aura seemed to be stronger than the previous one, and the level of the sword spirit was also higher.

Sure enough, it's a divine sword, is there one that belongs to her?

Xue Ning rolled up his sleeves and immediately pulled it out.

Something shocking happened, and the pavilion guards saw that Xue Ning only needed a little force, and pulled up those divine soldiers one by one, and all the way down, he sweated a little, and he was unharmed.

Those who don't know still think that these divine soldiers are a pile of broken copper and iron.

Xue Ning pulled out the sword mound behind him, but he was still not satisfied, so he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "These swords are powerful, but I always feel that something is missing."

The pavilion keeper looked at Xue Ning in horror, unable to speak for a long time, and a watermelon could be stuffed into the mouth under the mask.

There are so many ancient swords, she actually pulled them all out, and she pulled them out so easily, which is simply appalling.

Even their Pavilion Master couldn't pull out every sword, this girl was terrifying!

Is she really just a small disciple of Shushan?

The guards were suspicious, their hearts couldn't help beating wildly, and the two of them looked at each other, as if they had made an important decision.

"Miss Xue Ning, since you are not satisfied with these swords, do you want to try this one?" One of the cabinet guards said solemnly.

Xue Ning inserted the divine weapon in his hand back into the soil, "Which one?"

The two pavilion guards suddenly raised their hands to cast spells, and four golden rays of light came from their hands

Fingertips flew out and shone on a wall at the edge of the burial chamber.

Suddenly, a strange magic circle appeared on the wall, and strange runes rose up, and the magic circle rotated twice out of thin air, and the wall was pushed open to both sides like a stone door.

A sword box made of stone stood in the middle of the rock wall, it was about two feet high, the body of the box was engraved with strange ancient characters and strange patterns, the outside was entangled by layers of black chains, and not only that, but the seal of the sword box also had a yellow symbol with blood characters pasted on it.

The moment the sword box appeared, Xue Ning felt a terrifying deterrent, and the blood that had been silent for a long time finally boiled, and his heart beat wildly.

Although she couldn't see the sword inside, she could imagine how strong the sword spirit inside was through a layer of stones.

"What kind of sword is this?" Xue Ning couldn't help but be curious.

"This sword was found by our Pavilion Master from the cold and hot waters near Buzhou Mountain, and no one knows its origin except for the Pavilion Master himself."

"Not Zhoushan?" Xue Ning muttered.

Isn't that where the Nine Heavenly Immortal Pillars are? I heard that it is the closest place to the upper realm, and ordinary mortals are not allowed to approach it.

The pavilion master of this Tongtian Pavilion was able to go there, it seems that he is not an ordinary person.

"This sword, since the establishment of our Tongtian Pavilion, no one has been able to pull it out, not even my pavilion master, it depends on your luck." Shouge is humane.

After Xue Ning heard this, he was extremely excited, "Anyway, it's all here, so let's try it!"

The Pavilion Keeper immediately cast a spell to untie the black chains wrapped around the sword box, and the moment the chains were removed, a terrifying Weiya shook out, and a gust of wind was set off in the tomb.

With such a strong sword qi, Xue Ning sighed in his heart, and looked at the sword box in front of him more and more excitedly.

Afraid of being affected by the sword aura of this sword, the pavilion keeper immediately retreated a few feet away and said to Xue Ning, "As long as you remove its sealing charm, the sword box will be opened automatically, you be careful!" Its sword spirit is strong!" Z.br>

After Xue Ning listened, he took a deep breath, took a step forward, and without hesitation, he suddenly ripped off the blood talisman attached to the sword box.

"Bang ——!" There was a loud bang, and the sword box in front of him burst open in an instant.

A huge impact force slammed into Xue Ning.

Xue Ning immediately blocked with both hands, releasing a spiritual pressure to block the attack of the sword qi.

A blue-blue sword shadow rushed out into the sky, and the powerful spiritual pressure was like a boulder, pressing on the three people in front of him.

The divine soldiers on the sword mound continued to roar one by one, and the sword body trembled violently.

After the smoke cleared, a sword covered in rust appeared in front of Xue Ning, although the dark red sword body was dilapidated, but the divinity and murderous aura it exuded made the three people present dare not despise it.

Feeling the coercion of the embroidered sword, the sword spirits of all the divine soldiers suddenly ignited colorful fires, and a layer of terrifying sword intent shrouded in the tomb.

"These swords fear it so much, and revere it as king!" Xue Ning couldn't help but sigh.

The embroidered sword was stuck on the ground, motionless, and its sword spirit had not yet appeared, which had already made Xue Ning have a sense of awe.

The murderous aura is stronger than the saber magic sword remnant rainbow in her previous life!

This kind of invincible momentum that looks at the world is something that Xue Ning didn't feel on those divine soldiers just now, and it is exactly what Xue Ning wants.

Xue Ning's eyes lit up with excitement that she hadn't seen for a long time, and she immediately stepped forward and reached out to hold its hilt.

But as soon as his fingers touched it, he was knocked out by a powerful and invisible force.

Xue Ning was so frightened that she immediately stabilized her body, swirled and fell from the air, covering her heart.

Is it resisting me?

The more you won't let me touch it, the more I want to touch it!

Xue Ning gritted his teeth and stepped forward, an aura ignited in his palm, and he once again clenched the hilt of the sword.

The sword qi shook again, impacting Xue Ning's body, but Xue Ning refused to let go, stabilized his body, mobilized the strength of his whole body, and fought against the sword qi.

The cabinet keeper couldn't help but be shocked,

She was able to resist the pressure of this sword! And fearlessly!

This woman's heart is simply different from ordinary people!

Ten fingers clasped the hilt of the sword fiercely, Xue Ning let out a low roar, and suddenly pulled it up with force, and the sword body was subtly loosened.

Seeing this, Xue Ning worked harder and harder, and a powerful aura ignited in her palms, she roared lowly, the green tendons on her forehead burst out, and she pulled back vigorously.

"Knort!"

The embroidered sword was pulled out of the soil with a long roar, and for a while, the sword light appeared, and the sword qi echoed like a sea tide, and the entire sword mound shook the mountains.

Oh, my God! She actually succeeded!

The jaws of the Pavilion Keepers are about to fall to the ground!

"I pulled it out!" Xue Ning was overjoyed and was about to cheer.

The embroidered sword seemed to sense her extraordinary strength, and the sword body ignited with a blue-blue flame, and a divine light rushed into Xue Ning's brain.

Xue Ning's face, which was still excited, suddenly froze, and the whole person was like a wooden pestle in place.

"What's going on?" One of the cabinet guards exclaimed.

The other furrowed an eyebrow, "Her divine sense has been sucked in by the sword spirit!"

Xue Ning only felt dizzy, when she came back to her senses, what caught her eye was a steep cliff, the turbulent waves hit the rock wall, suddenly the white waves splashed, the water mist was filled, the other end of the river was a broken sacred mountain, on the sacred mountain was standing a golden dragon pillar, the pillar was about a thousand zhang high, towering into the clouds, above the colorful clouds and mist was the invisible nine heavens.

"This is 。。。。。。 Don't you want to go through the mountains?" Xue Ning stared at the pillar of heaven that could not see the end, and sighed in his heart.

That is the Nine Heavenly Immortal Pillar that connects the human realm and the upper realm?

Suddenly a blue flame floated above the sky, and the flame had strange eyes and mouths.

"Are you?" Xue Ning was stunned.

Flame said, "I am the sword spirit of this sword, and this is the illusion I created!"

"Illusion?"

"That's right, this illusion is where my master is buried." Sword Spirit replied.

"What the hell is your master?"

Sword Spirit said, "My master's name is Zhenwu Tianzun, who died because he repaired the Nine Heavens Immortal Pillar and extinguished the Heavenly Fire."

Xue Ning always felt that this name was extremely familiar, and after thinking about it carefully in his mind, he was suddenly shocked, stared at the sword spirit and said incredulously, "Is your master the Chongyuan God of War!"

Sword Spirit said: "You actually know the name of my master, I see that you are extremely determined, since you can pull me, I want to come to you and I are destined, from now on, you are my new master!"

"Seriously!" Xue Ning exclaimed excitedly.

"I am an ancient divine soldier, how can I deceive you, what is your name?" Sword Spirit Dao.

"Xue Ning."

"Xue Ning, please call my name: Burning Valley!"

After Xue Ning heard this, he immediately smiled: "First meeting, Burning Valley!"

The sword spirit of the Burning Valley suddenly burst into flames, and a sword intent rushed into Xue Ning's brain, and suddenly a terrifying force rushed in.

Xue Ning only felt that an extra qi sword suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness, fused with her soul.

"This is!" Xue Ning was pleasantly surprised.

The Burning Valley Sword Spirit said, "This is my gift to you, and my master's remaining sword intent is 'killing'."