Lu Ming nodded, and was a little looking forward to meeting the strongest Hidden Sword Sect who had obtained the resource supply of the entire Hidden Sword Villa, and to see what kind of strength the strongest sword species in the Supreme Sword Realm would have.

The Blood Plum Sword Saint simply reported some news about the Desolate Ancient Sword Intent to Lu Ming, but most of it was rumors and difficult to verify.

Lu Ming listened for a long time, suddenly raised his hand to interrupt the Blood Plum Sword Saint, thought about it seriously, and opened his mouth to ask: "It's just that the Ancient Sword Intent that appears in these rumors must have been targeted by countless forces, I want to go to the Desert Sword Species, so I must now also find a place where I can improve my strength, I must quickly cross the obstacles of the Primordial Sword Venerable and the Heart Sword Venerable, and break through to the strength realm of the Void Sword Venerable." ”

The Blood Plum Sword Saint secretly sighed in his heart that Lu Ming was taking it for granted, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that Lu Ming was quite serious, and his expression couldn't help but become serious.

Thinking about Lu Ming's age, he was almost the same age as him, but he had already reached the strength realm of the Primordial Sword Venerable, and from his subordinates, he heard that Lu Ming single-handedly challenged the three Heart Sword Venerables and turned the Red Earth City upside down, Lu Ming's words were not too exaggerated, as long as Lu Ming was given a chance and enough resources, he really had a chance to quickly improve to the strength realm of the Void Sword Venerable.

The Blood Plum Sword Saint immediately recalled the information in his mind, his eyes suddenly lit up as he thought about it, he turned his head to look at Lu Ming and said seriously: "If you want to have a place that contains the Ancient Sword Intent Heavy Treasure, I really know a bitter water swamp, but it is a peerless fierce place in the Ancient Sword Realm, and all the swordsmen of the Ancient Sword Realm know that there must be a Heavy Treasure in the core of that swamp, and the power is absolutely extraordinary." But there is only one point, since ancient times, none of the swordsmen who have entered the Bitter Water Swamp to impact the Void Sword Realm have been able to come out alive. ”

Hearing this, Lu Ming looked at the Blood Plum Sword Saint, and his eyes suddenly became extremely serious: "I just want a place where I can break through the Sword Realm." ”

Seeing Lu Ming's determined expression, the Blood Plum Sword Saint thought about it and took out a map from his arms and spread it out in front of Lu Ming: "Although countless genius swordsmen have died there, I'm pretty sure there is the opportunity you want." ”

Lu Ming carefully took some of the places marked on the map into his eyes, and finally stopped at a coordinate pointed by the fingertips of the Blood Plum Sword Saint.

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Okay, this is where I'm going." ”

The air in the Ancient Sword Realm was always dim, and Lu Ming only found out after spending most of the day that there was no difference between day and night in the entire Sword Realm. The entire Sword Realm is like a world that is fixed in the daytime. There were no stars or moons, only the dim yellow sunlight shining through the misty clouds to the ground.

The Blood Plum Sword Saint had a good understanding of the Desolate Ancient Sword Realm, and after Lu Ming decided to go to the Bitter Water Swamp to try to break through, he immediately gathered the people who were searching around. The whole team headed west.

About three or four days have passed. Lu Ming was taken by the Blood Plum Sword Saint to the outer edge of a rancid and damp swamp in the Gobi. The whole team stopped and probed.

Lu Ming looked around, and the entire bitter water swamp was endless, like a swamp kingdom independent of the Gobi. The dull gray fog was filled with damp water vapor, making the visibility distance in the swamp extremely short.

The swordsmen sent by the Blood Plum Sword Saint to patrol around gradually rushed back, and not far away, they found some traces left by the swordsmen when they entered the swamp, and the time varied, most of them chose to enter after the opening of the Desolate Ancient Sword Realm.

"It's all some bad guys. The Blood Plum Sword Saint muttered, and then raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Ming, this is also a guy who doesn't want to die.

Lu Ming felt the gaze of the Blood Plum Sword Saint and turned his head to look at it.

The Blood Plum Sword Saint immediately stepped forward and briefly reported the findings around to Lu Ming, and it could be seen that neither of them actually cared much about this matter, after all, the Bitter Water Swamp was quite dangerous, and even if there were more swordsmen entering, they had never seen anyone or come out.

"Are you sure you want to go into this swamp?" the Blood Plum Sword Saint looked a little hesitant, and finally couldn't help but ask Lu Ming out loud.

"Of course. Lu Ming smiled firmly in his eyes, raised his hand and patted the body of the Blood Plum Sword Saint, and the Blood Plum Sword Saint jumped.

However, the expression of the Blood Plum Sword Saint immediately relaxed, and when he raised his eyes to look at Lu Ming, he looked a little surprised.

Lu Ming smiled and said: "Although I have the confidence to come out of here, but I don't want you to worry too much, so I will undo the ban on you first, I have already got enough useful information from you, even if I keep you all around, I can't take care of you after entering the swamp, it is better to let you go." ”

The Blood Plum Sword Saint looked at Lu Ming seriously for a long time before he suddenly sighed and said, "You are a madman, so don't go into the Bitter Water Swamp and die." ”

Lu Ming looked at the Blood Plum Sword Saint with a smile, and slowly shook his head: "You go, I just need to walk in the rest of the way by myself, maybe we can meet again in a few days." ”

The Blood Plum Sword Saint felt that the sword qi prohibition on his body was lifted, and when he heard this, he just looked at Lu Ming and said seriously: "I came to the Ancient Sword Realm to join the family forces, and now the time is quite enough, I will wait for you here for seven days, if you can come out alive, I will accompany you to the sword shrine in the desert to see it at that time." ”

"Well, that's it. ”

Lu Ming waved his hand freely towards the Blood Plum Sword Saint, turned around and flew into the bitter water swamp, the soles of his shoes were covered with sword qi, and galloped away in the mud.

In the next two days, Lu Ming cautiously advanced towards the center of the swamp, and in the outer swamp range, he found that many swordsmen had also sneaked into the Bitter Water Swamp, and they all seemed to have similar thoughts as him.

However, it didn't take long to travel inward, and a sword aura appeared in the entire swamp and in the air, which was extremely difficult to detect.

Lu Ming carefully touched this sword qi and found that although these sword qi would not kill people directly, as long as you walked into the swamp, these sword qi would continue to infiltrate into your body, giving people an inexplicable pleasure of sword qi growth and strength surge.

Soon, the swordsmen who came into contact with this kind of sword qi began to explode in large numbers and die, these swordsmen were addicted to the pleasure of this surge in strength, so that when they reached a certain critical point, the non-attribute sword qi would be reversed, completely disturbing the sword qi in the swordsman's body, and making the sword qi circulation of these people out of control.

Lu Ming carefully observed the reactions of the swordsmen around him, and never let go of the sword qi shield on his body, this kind of sword qi gave him a feeling that was very similar to the sword qi of the cursed fire volcano, only a kind of violent, a kind of yin.

To be on the safe side, Lu Ming only absorbed a few wisps of sword qi and used the sword marks to analyze and simulate them, preventing these sword qi from disturbing the sword qi circulation in his body.

It was another day or so, and Lu Ming rarely saw a swordsman who could walk into the middle of the bitter water swamp, only feeling from afar that there might be a swordsman in a certain direction.

Stepping into this range, the cold sword qi in the air became more intense, different from the outside world, these sword qi seemed to give birth to an inexplicable aura here, and from time to time there would be a few wisps of sword qi fused together, and then turned into a dancing long sword or a dancing sword human form, practicing some unique swordsmanship.

It's a pity that these sword techniques are not complete, and the sword moves of each sword technique only appear in a small half or even a large half, and then they will disappear as the sword qi separates.

Many swordsmen were deeply attracted by this phenomenon and gave up moving forward, just pondering the swordsmanship moves that kept appearing around them, as if they were enchanted, and constantly deduced and simulated these swordsmanship.

Most of the swordsmen who can come in here have a deep understanding of the way of the sword, Lu Ming once watched from a distance as a swordsman forgot to cultivate and perfect the swordsmanship collected here, but before he could go far, he found that this swordsman had completely become crazy, and without hesitation, he used his long sword to wipe off his own neck, and his body burst like a punctured balloon.

After that, Lu Ming would encounter some powerful swordsmen from time to time, near or far, but in the middle swamp, these people were either crazy, or they couldn't bear the sword qi seeping into their bodies and exploding themselves, but even so, Lu Ming didn't see a single swordsman turn around and leave.

The damp fog in the swamp became thicker and thicker, and the cold sword aura gradually filled all the spaces near the swamp center.

Lu Ming was moving forward for another day, and the pressure he felt on his body was far greater than that encountered when he encountered the Curse Fire Volcano, and every breath was inevitable to inhale a stream of Yin Cold Sword Qi into his body, even if there were sword marks to help reduce it, it was still inevitable that more and more Yin Cold Sword Qi would remain in his body.

Finally breaking through the middle of the swamp, Lu Ming watched from afar that there was a small river valley standing in the center of the swamp, with entrances in both directions.

When he arrived here, the range became smaller, and Lu Ming saw more bones of swordsmen along the way, the bones of the corpses were spread on the ground layer by layer, and the palms of the dead bones of countless swordsmen were still pointing in the direction of Chuan Gu.

Lu Ming continued to move forward, and the cold sword qi in the air made it difficult for people to fly into the air, so he could only choose an entrance to the river valley and walked in step by step.

In the middle of the valley, there is a deep pool, the water does not know how deep it is, and it is dark and faint to see through.

Lu Ming's gaze fell on the three stone pillars standing on the deep pool at the first glance of entering the valley, the stone pillars on the left and in the middle were broken from it, and there was no residual information on the remaining half of the stone pillars, but on the complete stone pillar at the far right, there were several large characters with sword intent deeply engraved.

It's a sword!

Void!

Vertically lined with six characters of iron hooks and silver strokes, Lu Ming looked at it and felt as if a long sword had cut through the void and slashed directly at his body, and the biting coldness made him sober up immediately.

In an instant, Lu Ming only felt that the sword qi in his body was tumbling, and he almost lost control. (To be continued......)