"Why didn't your predecessors kill me?"

Lu Yun got straight to the point.

Since the other party appeared, she felt the killing intent on the other party many times, but each time the other party held back.

The repeated stimulation made her feel like she was walking a tightrope, and she would snap and fall into a pulp if she was not careful.

"What do you say?"

The smiling eyes fell on Lu Yun, making Lu Yun's brows tremble.

Here it is again, the kind of killing intent that wants to tear her apart, but is holding back stubbornly.

Lu Yun saw that Xiao Heishan was winking at him, as if he was hinting at something.

Lu Yun, who sighed lightly, flipped her hand, and the heavy sword appeared in her hand.

The sword body smashed to the ground, and this time she didn't use her spiritual power, and the tomb trembled a few times.

"Is it because of the sword?"

Intercession?

If she really had affection, it would be impossible for her disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect to enter this underground palace.

He turned the dungeon into a trap and watched them kill each other for the treasures left behind by the monks.

Isn't this scene the scene when the Black Mountain Clan was destroyed?

The difference is that the monk was the mastermind at the beginning, but now Montenegro is in control.

He can hide in the dark and not show his face, let alone talk so much to himself, killing himself is just a snap of his fingers.

But what is the other party worried about?

The source of this contradiction, Lu Yun can only think of the clumsiness he got here.

Montenegro said that the hidden statue was the patriarch of the Montenegro clan back then, and it could not be said that the humblergy was something guarded by the Montenegrin clan.

And now that this thing is in his own hands, the other party has restrained his killing intent.

But the gap between the two people's cultivation is too big, and the other party's killing intent, for Lu Yun, it is like rolling in a circle in the sea of swords and fire, which is biting and cold.

Seeing Lu Yun know each other like this, the smile on Montenegro's face deepened.

He walked up to Lu Yun and reached out to hold the sword.

Lu Yun let go, and opened his mouth wide in the next second, his face was dazed, and his back was stiff.

The black mountain, who was playing cool in front of him, was half-kneeling on the ground, his palm smashing to the ground with the hilt of his sword.

A pothole appears.

The burial chamber trembled again, and a few more times, the burial chamber was afraid of collapsing.

Lu Yun's eyes on the black mountain, she clearly saw the other party's hideous killing intent from those eyes.

But she seems to be innocent too.

She can pick up the sword, how can Montenegro not be able to hold this cultivation.

Unless......

With a flash of inspiration, Lu Yun hurriedly went over and picked it up from the other party's hand.

She couldn't use it, but she could use it as a giant piece of iron to drag.

His eyes swept over, and he saw that the bones of Black Mountain's right hand holding a sword were shattered and twisted.

However, for Montenegro, the injury was recovered in a flash.

"Senior, I'm sorry......"

She sincerely apologized.

The reason does come from oneself, and the splinter is part of the fragment, and the fragment recognizes itself as the master.

This fragment has a strange origin, like cold river snow, after recognizing the master, others can't touch it at all.

The same is true of non-clumsiness.

"Do you know that this sword has been stuck in the sword seat for hundreds of years, and the most powerful warrior of my Black Mountain clan cannot pull it out."

But this little girl easily pulled out her sword in front of her.

As Lu Yun guessed, the underground palace exists, but the underground palace is the tomb of their Black Mountain clan after their death.

The only thing that can be called secret in the tomb is this clumsy sword.

In the year he entered the Mahayana period, he tried, but there was no response from nothing.

"Ten years ago, after the ancient city was closed, a crack suddenly opened in the statue."

Black Mountain glanced at it, and stood with his hands in his hands again, looking like a master, as if he was saving his respect.

"Since this sword has chosen you, the mission of my Black Mountain clan will end here."

"If this sword is in your hand for a day, I will not touch you."

"As for the rest, huh......"

In the cruel mockery, in the light and shadow on the wall, Lu Yun saw several people die.

One of them was a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"It's really, it's ugly!"

This lamented that Lu Yun couldn't answer, she was thinking about something.

This stubble does not exist in the original text, but Montenegro said that there were cracks in the statue ten years ago, and when he calculates the time, it is almost the time when he came to the crossing.

It was also because of this crack that Montenegro advanced the plan of the underground palace to this time.

So, the day I appeared in this world, some things were already being rewritten.

Lu Yun, who put Wu Zhuo back away, bent down towards the black mountain.

"Today's kindness will be rewarded tomorrow."

She's not a bad character.

What if there is no clumsy recognition of the master, it is still easy for the other party to pinch himself to death.

In the end, it was the other party who spared his own life.

"Don't thank me, I just want to give comfort to the souls of my Black Mountain clan."

"The origin of this sword is only passed down to the patriarch, and I don't know how detailed it is."

The patriarch is dead, and he has not been able to pass on the secret before he dies.

Lu Yun also stopped asking.

"Get out!"

Montenegro was impatient, and under the other party's angry tone, Lu Yun left quickly.

"Daddy, do you still hate Auntie?"

After a long time, Xiao Heishan walked over and grabbed Montenegro's sleeve.

Hearing this, Montenegro bent down and picked up Little Montenegro.

"As long as you live, I won't hate your aunt."

What a life-saving benefactor, that female disciple saved him, just to get the things in the underground palace, and to escape from here.

Everything that comes after is a trade-off of pros and cons.

If it weren't for the inheritance of the Black Mountain bloodline, that person would have died back then.

She gave birth to a child, and she should wash away the sins of the year.

As for forgiveness, this is a fool's dream.

He had already figured out the origins of those people back then.

The people who are hiding in the shadows, from today onwards, he will come to the door one by one.

Black Mountain also disappeared into this tomb with the figure of Little Black Mountain.

Outside, Lu Yun's footsteps were fast.

She remembered the route she had taken and jumped to the upper floor.

She remembered the scene that Montenegro asked her to see, and she had a little impression of where Liu Ru was.

But when she looked for it, all that was left on the ground was the corpses of the two disciples of the Bodhi Cave, and Liu Ru was not there.

His gaze swept over the traces on the ground, and Lu Yun chased him all the way.

"Stop!"

The voices of a man and a woman came from afar, and Lu Yun knew the identities of these two people before he could see anyone clearly.

He was greeted by a man who looked like a monkey.

It's very short, that kind of shortness is not born, but what secret method is used to shrink the bones.

The other party crawled nimbly on the wall, running towards this side like an ape.

Behind him, the two sisters and brothers of the Miao family chased after him.

Both had injuries on their bodies, which were not serious.

"Ah Yun."

"Little rhyme!"

After seeing Lu Yun, the two spoke in surprise.

And the monkey that just reached the top of Lu Yun's head showed an unpleasant look.

The tail needle came out of his hand and blocked the other party's way.

When the other party was about to make a move on Lu Yun, the frost agitated, and the snow-white long sword was between the two.

The other party took another step, and Lu Yunneng took the other party's life.

"You!"

Feeling the breath on Lu Yun's body, there was surprise in the man's eyes.

Before entering the underground palace, this disciple named Lu Yun obviously only had the cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation.

And now it is approaching the foundation building period.

In terms of cultivation alone, the other party pressed half of his head, and he couldn't move.

(End of chapter)