Ladder to the sky.

What is a ladder to the sky?

As the name suggests, it is naturally a ladder that can reach the sky.

Originally, it was the cloud ladder passage summoned by He Tong to escape to the sky, but for some reason, even after He Tong's soul was scattered, it never disappeared.

But it still exists in this world.

Ascending the ladder to heaven can go from the earth to the heavens.

Naturally, it can also reach the earth from heaven.

I don't know how many feet high in the sky, at this moment, a bright light and shadow suddenly lit up.

The qi is solidified, and it is difficult to breathe.

Even his own sword intent is a little closed at the moment, and he can't feel it.

This is how Ye Wuwu really feels at the moment.

There was a figure that slowly descended from the sky at this moment, along the ladder to the sky.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Just three steps.

He had come to a place that was not more than a stone's throw away from everyone.

It was an old man in green clothes and white hair, standing in mid-air at the moment, his eyes were far away, and he did not look at the people present, but looked at the front of him many miles away.

It is not appropriate to say that he is an old man.

The man's hair was as white as snow, but his eyes were extremely sharp, but his face did not look old, but there were just a few vicissitudes.

But let Ye Wuwu, and even Ye Yin, Song Lao......

It is even said that the pupils of the people who used the sword present are shrinking, that person is not suspended in the air like He Tong, and there is a cyan long sword at his feet.

The cyan ancient sword was not brilliant, nor did it have a cold sword aura, but it had a thick and ancient aura, which came from above the ancient sword.

Coming from heaven.

This is the Sword Immortal.

is also a green shirt, but Ye Wuwu suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

The male swordsman who was also dressed in green clothes did not look at this side, as if they did not exist at all.

No, it's just that it doesn't exist, and it's never taken into account at all.

That's fine.

Ye Wuwu felt that in this situation of not knowing his position, it was better not to cause more trouble.

Now they can't afford to stand the second He Tong.

But someone still happened.

Song Lao, who was already scarred, had just taken an immortal pill and barely recovered a few points of qi at this moment, but his eyes were wide open, staring at the figure in the sky.

Tsing Yi, white hair, cyan ancient sword......

Song Lao's skinny body trembled slightly at the moment.

But not because of the injury, but because of the anger.

Song Lao almost gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Green! Dark! ”

At that moment, the figure standing on top of the cyan ancient sword was slightly stunned, and then turned his head with some confusion in his eyes, and looked at Song Lao who was looking at him with an angry face.

The sword immortal known as the Qing Ming revealed a thought in his eyebrows and eyes at this moment, but he soon realized it in an instant.

On the face that is not old, the corners of his mouth are slightly outlined at this moment, revealing a smile.

Laughing sarcastically.

"No wonder Ben Xian felt a familiar aura, I thought it was because of Penglai, even if thousands of years have passed, Ben Xian has never forgotten the tragic situation here."

Qing Ming's gaze swept over Song Lao, then he retracted his gaze and spoke again a little carelessly.

"I never thought about it, it turned out to be a criminal who was collected in the Nether back then, who escaped for a hundred years, and cultivated as a land immortal, Song Qing, this immortal really didn't misunderstand you back then, it was ruthless enough."

In everyone's long life, there are many unexplained heavy stories that have never been told to anyone.

But the increasingly heavy past is often between three words, which is casually told by others, and after that, only a scar remains.

Qing Ming's eyes were a little distant at the moment, and his face was a little emotional, he stroked his beard with one hand and carried it behind him with the other, and said happily.

"Penglai, Penglai, I never thought that thousands of years later, I would be able to return here again, thinking back to the beginning, I was just an earth immortal, but now it is ......"

Qing Ming said and spoke, but his expression suddenly paused, and then he closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something.

There was a sword intent that made Ye Wuwu almost feel suffocated erupted from Qing Ming's body.

But in just an instant, the majestic sword intent that was as thick as the sea and as heavy as a mountain dissipated without a trace.

It was as if something had dissipated this sword intent.

Qing Ming slowly opened his eyes, his face a little gloomy.

His gaze flickered a little, but in the end, he still sneered a little.

"Penglai, Penglai, I didn't expect that even if you die for thousands of years, you can still leave such a ban, but Qing really underestimated you."

Heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth are different.

No matter where you are an immortal in the sky, if you come to this world, you are only a land immortal, at most, but a celestial being.

This is the rule of heaven and earth, and it is also the rule of Penglai.

But that's enough.

Although it is a bit tongue-twisting to say, but.

Without Penglai, Penglai is no longer the original Penglai.

Everything here will belong to me.

After going back this time, the Great Sword Immortal? Oh, I'm afraid that the Sword Venerable can be easily broken, if it is an organic fate, even if it reaches the realm of the Heavenly Emperor, it is not impossible.

After that, he is in charge of a heavenly court, and he has nothing to do to collect leeks in the world, and he cultivates steadily and steadily.

It's a little exciting to think about.

But Song Qing's roar interrupted Qing Ming's beautiful thoughts.

"Qing Ming! You're damned! ”

Qing Ming, who was standing on the tip of the sword and was drunk and unwilling to wake up, flashed a trace of impatience in his eyes at this moment.

He crossed his arms across his chest, and turned his back to Song Lao, but his right hand flicked his fingers slightly.

Bai Ye's pupils contracted suddenly, and the figure that was about to step forward suddenly stopped in place.

He didn't come forward.

Ye Yin's expression was solemn at this moment, the sleeves of his arms were suddenly shattered, and the green tendons on his bare arms burst out, but a sword was handed out, across in front of Song Qing.

He chose to step forward.

In the next second, blood was overflowing, and in the huge sword qi wind, there was a broken arm, which flew up with the wind, and was then crushed alive.

……

Blind Liu was sitting cross-legged in the sword forest at the moment, his old face was as calm as water.

Between the breaths, there were two True Qi Swimming Dragons moving up and down with the breath.

This is a sword forest.

A sword forest that Wu Ye brought him to at the beginning.

There are tombstones in it, and every sword inserted horizontally on the ground is a tombstone of a sword immortal.

The sword intent is chaotic.

But in the chaos, it is full of sword intent, vibrant, and inclusive.

He didn't know how long he had been here, and he didn't know how long he would be there.

Liu Blind suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled and inhaled, and the two True Qi Jiaolong were all inhaled into his body at this moment.

He got up suddenly, his eyes flashed with sharp sword light, and he took a deep breath, but he suddenly laughed loudly.

"A flute and a sword level business, and fifteen years of crazy fame!"

Liu Blind looked slightly emotional, the time he had lost, how could it be fifteen years?

"I have lost you for the rest of my life."

The old swordsman muttered in a low voice.

He looked down at the sword in his hand, a long sword named Huai Yu.

The Huaiyu sword is very ordinary, it is an ordinary long sword that can no longer be ordinary.

Now, with his realm, he can't use this sword anymore.

Even in this sword forest, any sword is ten thousand times stronger than the Huaiyu sword in this hand.

What's more, now Liu Blind can clearly feel that in this sword forest, many spirit swords have already sent signals and requests to him.

Ask to take them yourself.

Do you want to change the handle?

Blind Liu shook his head, his old face suddenly grinned, he took out the Huaiyu sword, put it in front of him and looked at it again, and then raised it high and crossed the air.

His senior sister is called Chen Yu.

Liu Blind, or Liu Feng, looked a little distorted at the moment.

His face was obviously smiling, but his expression was a little indescribably desolate.

He laughed loudly.

"Senior sister, I am already the number one swordsman in the world, the master and his old man knew a fart back then, and always said that Lao Tzu was stupid, but I haven't become a sword immortal?"

On Huaiyu's sword, the sword light is simple, not too clear, but it looks extremely gentle, trembling slightly, as if responding to the old man holding the sword.

But the old man was not smiling at all at the moment, his expression was extremely sad, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

"But where are you?"

(End of chapter)