Night falls.

Mu Keqing was flattered and stood in front of the door of the sword mound, looking at the smiling and kind Huang Fuxiong, and thinking about what Huang Fuxiong had said before: "I should have given some meeting gifts to the juniors, the most powerful thing in Shenjian Villa is the sword, but the Songtao Sword of Gu Qingquan is enough." So, you go in and choose a suitable sword, your strength will become stronger, and it will be good for him. ”

Faced with the opportunity to enter the sword shrine, I believe that no matter how strong the concentration is, it will be difficult to refuse, unless that person already has a very good sword.

"But I don't know how to use a sword. Looking at the gate of the sword mound, Mu Keqing said softly with some embarrassment.

Huangfu Xuan smiled lightly, "Shan'er's Demon Moon Knife is also from the Sword Shrine. Some of the spirit swords in the sword mound have changed over the years, go in and take a look, maybe there is a unique opportunity for you. ”

There was a hint of non-refusal in his gentle tone.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Fuxiong bowed to the gray-clothed old man sitting at the door of the sword mound, only to see the gray-clothed old man take a palm-sized cyan stone from his arms, put it in the groove on the sword mound door and turn it gently, and the huge stone door slowly opened a crack in the squeak.

Only then did Mu Keqing discover the existence of the old man in gray, the old man in gray did not have any aura fluctuations, at first glance he looked like an ordinary person, without any sense of existence. But the moment the gray-clothed old man stood up, an invisible coercion came out of him. What kind of realm has this old man reached?

While thinking, a powerful sword qi suddenly poured out from the crack in the door, and Mu Keqing only felt like a violent tornado blowing in front of him, instantly draining the air around him, and the feeling of suffocation spread in his body, and every cell was squeezed by this burst of sword qi, as if it was about to burst in the next second. Mu Keqing couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the flow rate of blood slowed down rapidly in an instant. Suddenly, the blood-red crystal on Mu Keqing's neck lit up with a purple-red faint light, helping Mu Keqing block the powerful sword qi.

As if reborn, Mu Keqing gasped for breath, looking at the gate of the sword shrine in front of him with palpitations, and a wave of fear spread from the bottom of his heart. How many spirit swords are there here? I'm afraid that if any one comes out, it can be compared to a division-level master.

"Go inside, if you find a spirit soldier who is destined for you, the gate will naturally open, and if not, the gate will open automatically in an hour. Huang Fuxiong said to Mu Keqing.

Mu Keqing took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the sword mound. That back has a sense that a strong man is gone and will never return. As soon as Mu Keqing stepped into the sword shrine, the door slammed shut.

The old man in gray looked at Mu Keqing's back and pouted: "I don't know how many people in Lu Dao want to go in and take a walk, this little girl is not happy." ”

"Hua Lao, is it really that thing?"

"Nonsense, will the old man still hallucinate?" As soon as he finished saying this, the old man in gray who was called Hua Lao twitched the corners of his mouth, not to mention, he was really hallucinating some time ago, and he clearly felt that there were people outside the castle, and after probing it, there was not even a bird. As everyone knows, this is not Hua Lao's illusion, it's just that Gu Qingquan's weak water thousand strikes just happen to be a special treatment method for dealing with soul power.

"Why are you so sure it's this girl......?

"It can't be that kid, haven't you noticed that thing is for women? Ever since these two little babies came to Excalibur Villa, that thing has been in a state of excitement. At first, the old man thought it was an illusion, and then he also thought about whether this thing had been in it for a long time and wanted to come out, but after the old man opened the door, it didn't move, but it was full of excitement with strong anxiety, I thought, there must be some prohibition that caused it to not be able to come out, and could only be taken out by others. ”

Listening to Hua Lao's words, Huang Fuxiong smiled and nodded, that thing is indeed not suitable for men.

Moreover, the moment the door was opened just now, the old man clearly felt that the excitement of that thing was unprecedentedly strong, it must be this girl who is right. After Hua Lao finished speaking, he closed his eyes again, and sat motionless at the door of the sword shrine like an old monk who had settled down.

"Dad, are you talking about the long silk that sneaked into the sword mound more than ten years ago?" asked Huangfu Xuan as he listened to the conversation between the two.

Huang Fuxiong nodded. Hua Lao snorted coldly, speaking of which, this long silk also left a small shadow in Hua Lao's heart. This time, seeing that Chang Aya had a special sense of Mu Keqing, she couldn't wait to send Mu Keqing into the sword mound.

Sixteen years ago, a cyan shadow suddenly crossed from the sky, and at that time, it happened to encounter the opening of the sword mound, and the cyan shadow rushed into the sword mound, and never came out again.

Later, Hua Lao, who was in charge of guarding the sword mound, found that the sword qi of the sword mound seemed to be suppressed by something, so he went in to take a look, only to see a cyan long silk hanging on a sword, and a strange aura emanated from the long silk, and the aura on the sword was suppressed by the long silk, and it did not overflow at all.

Glancing at Chang Aya strangely, Hua Lao exuded his soul power to find out what grade this Chang Aya was, but at the moment when his soul power came into contact with Nagaya, he felt a strong revolt. At the same time, a trace of chill rushed out from the soles of his feet, reaching the depths of his soul, and he couldn't help but feel terrified, and the hairs on his body stood up.

The surprise in his heart deepened, Hua Lao's right hand turned into a palm, and the aura was in the palm of his hand, and the air around him instantly solidified and turned into solid. The palm of the hand standing on the chest seems to be extremely slow, but in fact, it is extremely fast and incomparably fast, and the surrounding solidified air is split alive in the momentum of opening the mountain, and the palm wind is pumped into a vacuum everywhere it goes, and the popping sound continues to sound.

But when this palm slashed onto the long silk, it was like splitting into a vacuum, without a trace of resistance and resistance, and there was nowhere to focus. With a bang, the palm wind hit the wall, and Chang Aya just shook it slightly, like a light breeze, and then, a strange coolness hit Hua Lao.

What kind of feeling is that? Hua Lao's face immediately turned blue, and the strange coolness invaded his body silently, peeling off the slightest bit, and in a few seconds, it turned into a huge spider web, enveloping his soul, and that weird coolness made people dizzy for a while, and the feeling of nausea suddenly rushed to his heart.

Holding back the feeling of wanting to vomit, Hua Lao took a few steps back with difficulty, mobilized all the aura of Qi, and shook away this strange coolness in one fell swoop.

Since then, Hua Lao has never cared about this weird long silk. The strange aura of cyan Changya was also deeply engraved into Hua Lao's mind.

In this way, the cyan long silk was silent in the sword shrine for more than ten years, but at the moment when Gu Qingquan and Mu Keqing arrived, they became agitated, and a trace of intense excitement emanated through the heavy gate of the sword shrine.

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Listening to the sound of the door closing behind her, Mu Keqing couldn't help but feel a heartbeat. Looking up at the sword mound, this is a very large underground space, and it will not be crowded at all if two hundred people are put in. Although it was a basement, it was not dark at all, and it was illuminated by the light of the spirit sword, like a dream.

After looking around in place, Mu Keqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was worthy of being a sword mound, the cradle of all spiritual swords! The first thing that caught his eye was the large stone platform in the center, on which there were five long swords, each exuding the aura of five attributes. The style of each sword is different, and in the entire sword shrine, the strongest sword qi comes from these five long swords.

Looking around, there were all kinds of spirit swords hanging on the wall, long, short, wide, thin, heavy, light, and spiritual, and Mu Keqing's eyes were dazzled. The big black pearl-like eyes skimmed over each sword, but none of the swords could make their eyes shine, it seemed that there was nothing that belonged to me here. Besides, I don't know how to use a sword in the first place. Mu Keqing thought about it, planning to spend this hour watching the various swords, but suddenly, a smoky cyan slammed into Mu Keqing's eyes.

What is that, long aya? blue as smoke, like ink. As if it were a condensation of flowing aura, the graceful colors cannot be described in words.

Mu Keqing looked at the cyan long aya blankly, and her feet couldn't help but walk in the direction of the cyan long aya. The red crystal on his neck also suddenly burst out with a strange purple-red glow.

In the pale cyan smoke, there seemed to be a woman dancing, with a bumpy figure, a soft waist that could not be grasped, and her whole body seemed to have no bones, dancing infinitely bewitchingly.

In the looming smoke, Mu Keqing couldn't see the woman's face clearly. But the woman's long hair deeply attracted Mu Keqing's attention. The long cyan hair was like smoke, like ink, and like a green snake, writhing with the woman's dance.

There are dancing sleeves of the song and the city, and the people are dancing and the shadows are shocking. Mu Keqing looked at it dementedly, falling into a state of inextricability, and her hands couldn't help but touch the cyan long silk.

The moment Mu Keqing's hands touched Chang Aya, a very real sense of affinity and excitement came, as if this Chang Aya was a part of his body.

"Shadow Shock," Mu Keqing muttered distractedly, "How about calling you Shocking?"

As if she understood Mu Keqing's words, the cyan long silk rotated happily around Mu Keqing's body, turning faster and faster.

Suddenly, the entire Foggy Valley shook violently, as if an eight-magnitude earthquake was coming, and everyone in the Excalibur Villa opened their eyes in unison.

The heart of the earth, which was escaping happily, also stopped in this violent earthquake, Gu Qingquan was all about capturing the heart of the earth, this shock did not affect him at all, he controlled his soul power and rushed forward with all his strength, and captured the sluggish heart of the earth in one fell swoop.