At this time, Yang Ning only felt exhausted, his whole body had no strength, and between his limbs, it was like being filled with lead, which was extremely heavy.

The flesh and blood blurred palms, like a machine, are only left with instinct, the instinct to survive.

In the endless abyss behind him, there was the sound of continuous collapse, roaring through the entire space, echoing, distant and abnormal, and lasting for a long time.

There was no night and day, there were only gray stones in front of him, and as Yang Ning gradually crawled, he kept falling, falling into an endless abyss.

There is a white mist floating around, giving people a feeling of endless fear.

Yang Ning has begun to feel a little tired, because this boundless white practice is really desperate.

There is no end at all, like a huge mouth that devours people, waiting for food to come in, and this precious mountain of boulders is like a sleeping beast.

Yang Ning didn't know how long he had been crawling, but in short, Yang Ning felt that his soul was tired, very tired and tired, and wanted to sleep......

But can you sleep?

The roaring sound behind him is like a life-threatening note, as long as you sleep, I am afraid that you will face an endless abyss.

Yang Ning crawled instinctively, and a pair of eyes closed weakly, because he didn't want to look at it anymore, and it made people really desperate to see it.

Out of sight is out of sight.

Incarnated as the most primitive crawl, Yang Ning felt that he had crawled no less than a hundred miles of mountain roads, but there was still no hope at the end.

Is this really the road with no end in sight?

Yang Ning asked himself more than once in his heart, but the voice behind him was already very close to him.

"Ah......h

Yang Ning's heart was roaring, because he couldn't scream anymore, and he didn't have the strength.

Within three or five feet behind him, two lines of blood spread, dragging his body up gradually, but soon the blood stains would fall into the endless abyss with the continuous collapse.

Can you climb out?

Yang Ning didn't know, because he didn't have the energy to think about these things at this time.

Bai Lian is straight, and there are no other forks in the road.

Yang Ning closed his eyes and crawled instinctively, the bones of his whole body seemed to fall apart, crawling mechanically.

There is no groping, because only by moving forward, will you not die.

The abyss is endless, but if you don't look at it, you can make Yang Ning's subconscious feel that he is one step away from death.

The path of cultivation is boring, but the path of heart refining is even more boring, because there is nothing else here, only infinitely approaching death.

This reminded Yang Ning of his seven-day sword drawing in the past, in order to practice sword drawing, Yang Ning worked tirelessly, in seven days, destroyed thousands of iron scabbards, and finally drew the sword Xiaocheng, and now the mountaineering is not the same?

There is no way to take advantage of cultivation, only endless perseverance and countless sweat will you see the success of the other side.

If you want to stand at the peak, you must step by step, down-to-earth, and experience the road of mountaineering, so that you can be at the top of the mountain and see the mountains at a glance.

Any halfway, any distractions, will be an obstacle on the road to the mountain, only by chopping the thorns and waves, can you be qualified to climb to the top of the mountain, overlooking the unparalleled scenery.

Yang Ning closed his eyes, finally calmed his heart, closed the six senses, and only had one thought left in his heart: to go up.

Even if the road ahead is boundless, even if the mountain road is endless, you have to climb it, because you still have unfulfilled long-cherished wishes, and the sentence "Accompany Jun Bamboo Forest for a lifetime" left by Huini, and the lovely person who said that he would stay with him for a lifetime, so he must climb it.

Although the road ahead is long, there is no regret at all, the self in the previous life can be, and the self in this life must also be able to.

The moment Yang Ning closed his eyes, his belief was extremely firm.

Climbing, Yang Ning only has one action left, the only action Yang Ning can make.

The limbs alternated, leaving two long lines of blood, meandering and twisting away.

……

At the mountain gate outside, Jian Jue and his party had been standing for nearly an hour without any sound.

It can be seen that the prestige of Jian Jue, in the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, there is no one to compare, even if Jian Wuxiu has a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, but Jian Jue is like an invisible mountain, which makes him breathless.

Jian Wuxiu, as the head of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, as the first person of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, but because of the arrival of the sword, all the power disappeared in an instant, and Jian Wuxiu was naturally dissatisfied in his heart, but the desire for power for many years made him lost, and for more than ten years, he had no progress in cultivation.

It's just that this point, the sword will never be explained, because such a person is not worth it, and it is not worth reminding himself, because a cultivator does not have the determination to go against the sky, how can he stand on the top of the mountain and overlook everyone.

Jian Biling may have been too bored by this aimless waiting, and gradually felt annoyed, and a pair of eyes rolled wildly, looking around.

Suddenly, as if he had seen something, a pair of eyes instantly widened, with a look of disbelief, he pointed to the corner of the sword stone next to him, and blurted out.

"Is this the Intentional Sword?"

In a word, several people were awakened.

"Sword?"

"How did it end up here?"

What is the status of the Chengyi Sword in the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, but now it actually appeared next to the Sword Solving Stone.

Among the six people, except for Jian Bifu, who glanced at it, all of them looked at it with disbelief, and looked at it for a long time, and finally turned around, and their eyes fell on Jian Jue in front of him.

The Chengyi Sword has always been in the hands of the Supreme Elder of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, but at this moment, it appeared next to the Sword Stone, which means that this sword was not brought by the Sword Peer.

But who could it be besides Elder Taishang? Could it be?

Thinking of this, Jian Wuxiu couldn't help but think of the sentence that Jian Jue said just now, "A person who saved the Northern Xuan Sword Sect in danger", this sentence was like a morning bell at dusk, ringing on Jian Wuxiu's heart.

Could it really be him?

Jian Wuxiu's last gaze fell on Yang Ning's body.

The aura around Yang Ning is getting stronger and stronger, and he has reached the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm, but he has not broken through for a long time, as if he is deliberately suppressing it.

The sword had no explanation, just stood quietly, like an invisible mountain, exuding a faint majesty, full of ethereal charm, dressed in white, standing in the breeze.

Jian Wubo, who was in charge of the criminal law, stared at Jian Jue for a long time, and finally fell on Yang Ning. To be able to sit in today's seat, Jian Wubo is also not a stupid person, the role of the sword stone is the place where the cultivator's weapon is placed, and anyone who visits the Northern Xuan Sword Sect will leave their weapons here, which is the respect for the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

At this time, there was only one person in the Northern Xuanjian Sect who came, and that was the young man in front of him who was still on the road of refining his heart in the red dust.

But how could Elder Taishang hand over the Chengyi Sword to him? Jian Wubo was puzzled.

The aura around Yang Ning's body became stronger and stronger, the sword intent surged, and the whole person was more like a sword.

Zheng!

A dark sound woke several people up again.

"He broke through ......"

Jian Biling seemed to be muttering to himself, but the six of them were so keen, they naturally listened to it sincerely.

Unexpectedly, the Hongchen Heart Refining Path, which had never been able to be used to improve cultivation, was broken today, and it was still a young man, a little-known young man, how could he not surprise everyone.

At the same time, he was also shocked as to why the Chengyi Sword was in the hands of this young man.

Sword intent is high-level.

It is only one step away from the peak of true sword intent.

This kind of sword talent, even if it is the Northern Xuan Sword Sect at this moment, only one or two people can reach it.

Genius, the person who can make the sword absolute send out the sword of multiplication, can it be an ordinary person?

Suddenly, just when the six of them were still quiet, suddenly there was a sudden sound in the sky above the entire Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword.

The crisp and loud sound of the sword.

It was like a morning bell struck on everyone's hearts.

"Where is this the sound of the sword groaning?"

"Could it be that someone is attacking our Northern Xuan Sword Sect?"

"Can't ......"

……

On the square, countless disciples were suspicious, and they all raised their heads and looked at the sky.

The sword in front of the mountain gate was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed, and he instantly became extremely happy, laughing, and couldn't help it.

"Good, good, good......"

"Elder Taishang, what the hell is going on?" Jian Wubo asked.

Because of this situation, since the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, Jian Wubo has never heard of it.

Jian Jue raised his head, looked at the sky, and said lightly: "This day is not going to be quiet after all......"

The six of them were in a fog, not understanding what Elder Taishang meant by this, and looked up at the sky with Jian Jue's gaze.

I saw that with a sword groan, the sky gradually changed color, and finally in the clouds, a sword appeared.

The sword body was blood-red, as if it had dyed half of the sky red, like a sea of blood, turning the clear sky into blood.

A giant sword covered the entire mountain of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, as if it had put on a blood-red robe for the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

The giant sword appeared, accompanied by blood, and gradually condensed, attracting countless eyes on the mountain of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, and it felt like the end of the world.

"Elder Taishang, what the hell is this ......?"

Jian Wuxiu was already completely shocked by the sight above his head. Because he not only saw the color of blood, but also saw a peerless divine blade, only such a description is enough to be worthy of this sword.

"Kill the sword out, kill the road ......"

The six words of the sword are eloquent, as if they are warning the world, reminding everyone, and as if they are telling an ancient and distant legend.

Zheng ......

The sword is emerging, like an ancient battlefield, a sword piercing the long river of history and coming into the world, showing endless edge.

Nine sword groans sounded in succession, and the giant sword gradually dissipated.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Legend has it that in our Sword Sect, there is a sword that no one has ever controlled, could it be this sword?" Some people recounted the legends they had heard and explained them to the people.

"A sword that no one controls?" The surrounding disciples were shocked.

"Is there really such a sword? If no one controls it, how strong does it have to be? "Filled with a sense of yearning, looking at the blood-colored greatsword that is gradually dissipating.

"I don't know, that's what the legend says." The disciple who had just explained to everyone said.

"It's terrifying......" One of the disciples had palpitations and looked at the blood-colored sky just now.

Talk......

"This is the secret of our Northern Xuan Sword Sect, the Sword of Slaughter." Sword Path.

"Killing Sword?"

Jian Bifu seems to be interested.

"Yes, Killing Sword, Divine Rank Sword ......"

Jian Jue never imagined that the Killing Sword, which had never appeared in hundreds of years, would appear today.

Jian Jue said, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Yang Ning's body.

Because until this moment, Jian Jue couldn't see through this young man, and the appearance of the Killing Sword was definitely related to Yang Ning.

"His name is Yang Ning, and he will be the eldest disciple of our Northern Xuanjian Sect in the future, and he must not be changed." Jian Jue said, like an order, but from beginning to end, he didn't look back, and he didn't even have the interest to glance at the six people, as if what he said was a holy decree that could not be changed.

"Yes."

The six didn't even dare to resist.

But on the inconspicuous side, Jian Wuxiu and Jian Wubo showed a strange haze at the corners of their mouths.