After the crack, what is it?

A narrow passageway, a new fork in the road, another big hall, or a swamp or a cave?

Despite being mentally prepared to be shocked by this magical ruin again, Ling Qingyun, who had actually stepped through the darkness, couldn't help but be taken aback.

This is clearly a vast world full of vitality!

"Southwest Mountains?" Looking at the surrounding scenery, Ling Qingyun couldn't help murmuring, this fresh air, this blue sky and white clouds, this towering trees, this lofty mountains, all natural and familiar, you can hear countless birdsong, insects and beast roars, the grass is swaying in the breeze, there is the sound of gurgling water not far away, wild and peaceful coexist, this breath makes it easy to determine the field.

Did he come to the southwest mountains? Could it be that the underground ruins unconsciously led to the surface, or did the Khan Long ruins actually have the magical ability of spatial teleportation? For a while, Ling Qingyun thought about it, and then looked at the people around him, and he was also looking around, even Xiao Sheng, who had just walked out, showed a shocked face.

"What the hell is this place?" a man muttered to himself, who didn't quite believe that they could reach the surface from the ground in an instant, so silently, but they were stepping forward, how could they go up?

"Speaking of which, the way back ......" Some people looked back and were taken aback, and behind them was the forest field, where were there any cracks and doors?

Naturally, this caused a commotion and was unsettling, with some shouting that this place was dangerous and that everyone should be united, while others looked from side to side with their eyes from the grass and shrubs to the canopy of the trees and the distant peaks, apparently looking for the opportunity that was most important to them.

"This is here!?" There was also a new exclamation, and a new golden-body powerhouse appeared in this woodland out of thin air, without special brilliance or so-called spatial fluctuations, just appearing somewhere not far from everyone, with a shocked face.

The strange atmosphere lasted for a moment, and suddenly someone moved, and the agile figure like a cheetah pounced on the canopy that looked ordinary, and the next moment there was a sword light bursting, and the bombardment broke out in the agile figure.

"What are you doing?" there was a thud, and the attacker landed in mid-air, with a scorched scorched arm and glaring at the attacker.

"Heh, you rushed to the tree so quickly, you must have found something, right?" The person who shot the shot had a long sword in one hand and a small bell in the other, and his face was like a crown of jade, like a graceful man in white, but at this time, his face was hideous: "The treasures in the depths of the Khan Long Ruins, you also deserve to have!?"

In an instant, the battle broke out, and the white-clothed man swung his sword with one hand, strolling forward, one after another sword lights were like brilliant fire, with equal speed and power, which overwhelmed the golden-body powerhouse who tried to climb the tree, and everyone just watched coldly, and estimated the strength of both sides.

"The golden body is fivefold, but it's just normal here. Ling Qingyun glanced at the suppressed powerhouse, and then looked at the white-clothed man with a frantic smile: "The golden body is at its peak, but its strength has stepped into the threshold of Linghua, and it is a hidden character, this is like a brilliant sword light...... Could it be the Thousand Flame Demon Sword? If so, this person is not small......"

With another loud bang, the rock shield wall formed by the condensation of true qi fell apart, and the golden-bodied powerhouse who was attacked glanced at the man in white hatefully, and quickly retreated, obviously giving up this battle.

The white-clothed boy smiled with satisfaction, released the blazing long sword into the sheath, and the palm-sized small bell was carried by his left hand, constantly shaking and making a crisp and pleasant sound, he jumped forward, and the figure walked quickly back and forth between the treetops and the ground, but there was an extra thing in his hand, which was an orange-like yellow and clear fruit.

"I thought it was a rare treasure, but it turned out to be just this ordinary quality spirit fruit, and the vision of the countryside cultivator was really low. Shaking his head, the eyes of the white-clothed man swept over the gray-robed man, the one-eyed man, Xiao Sheng, the silver lizard and other strong people one by one, before he smiled: "In Xia Baiyan, from the Demon Sword Sect, entering the ruins of Khanlong today is coming for the spiritual weapon and mastery left by the lord of Khanlong, if there is any offense at that time, please bear with me." ”

This tone is quite big, although everyone present is eager for this kind of opportunity, but Ming Yan is too crazy, this Bai Yan obviously does not have this kind of awareness.

Many people are not at odds, although Bai Yan is strong, he is only the combat power of the threshold of the Linghua Realm, and he can't even rank in the top five here, what capital is so rampant? The gray-robed man suddenly spoke: "Could it be that Bai Gongzi is the young sect master of the Demon Sword Sect who cultivates in a low-key manner?"

"Exactly, it's not a secret, my Demon Sword Sect has strict rules, and as an heir, if you don't reach a certain level of cultivation, you are not qualified to be born. Bai Yan smiled, he really couldn't see the slightest bit of low-key from this expression, he suddenly looked at Ling Qingyun who was standing aside: "I heard Your Excellency's name earlier, and at that time, I wanted to understand how many catties and taels the mainland pride, I don't know if Your Excellency might give advice?" ”

"The Heroes Meeting?" Ling Qingyun calmly looked at Bai Yan who was hiding the sword in his smile, in his opinion, this Young Sect Master of the Demon Sword Sect was not as good as the Snow Wolf King Zhou Qi, his strength was comparable to Yan Xun of the Yan family at best, and his character cultivation was much inferior, he could be used as an opponent to sharpen himself, but if he wanted to participate in the Heroes Meeting, he was afraid that there was still a long way to go.

The so-called Demon Sword Sect is a well-known public-level sect located in Jinzhou, it is rumored that there is a mountain and river realm Taishang Sect Master sitting in the town, a thousand Yan Demon Sword burning mountains and boiling seas, ten thousand armies are easy to change, so that the world is afraid and awe, of course, this sect is not a demon cultivation, the word demon represents indulgence and frivolity, but also the characteristics of the monks of this sect, they also not only cultivate swords, sword cultivation, gun cultivation, but the most prestigious Thousand Flame Demon Sword.

Now it seems that Bai Yan is only afraid of the inheritance of the peerless Thousand Flame Demon Sword, but his performance is really unsatisfactory, not much different from the normal cultivation of Tianjiao, Ling Qingyun can't help but think of Ji Le, Zhou Qi, Haoyang Gong and Snow God Seal, which one is not swept at the same level, invincible? The Yanbo Sword Technique he cultivated was also mysterious and magical, and he had tried to turn the tide again and again, compared to Bai Yan's Thousand Flame Demon Sword, it seemed to be at the level of ordinary top-level swordsmanship, which was inevitably disappointing.

"Could it be deliberately clumsy? Ling Qingyun frowned, there was no ordinary force that dared to call the "Sword Sect", in a sense, they were arguing with the Sword Sect of the Falling God Continent, wanting to cultivate the strongest sword cultivation and sword path! Such as the Demon Sword Sect, the Ancient Sword Sect, and the Immortal Sword Sect...... The Tianjiao cultivated by these sects is often extremely strong, no matter how it is, it should not be the peak of the golden body, but it is only the level of Linghua threshold combat power.

"It's just that bell ......" staring at the little bell that Bai Yan had never left his hand, Ling Qingyun's expression was a lot more solemn, because the legendary Demon Sword Sect's Zhenzong spiritual weapon was also a bell, it was difficult for people not to guess about the connection, and at this time, Ling Qingyun's silence caused Bai Yan to laugh even more wantonly: "What's the matter? Ling Qingyun, the number one sword cultivation genius of the contemporary era, doesn't he dare to have a little discussion with Zaixia?"

Arrogant, the geniuses that Ling Qingyun has encountered since he walked the world, such as Yan Xun, Zhu Bin, Xu Yanqing, and Zhou Qi, each of them is proud, but they have not written arrogance on their faces like this, Ling Qingyun's expression was cold, the long sword roared and the sword flower was fluttering, and he wanted to speak when he looked at Bai Yan.

Seeing this, Bai Yan's handsome but overly arrogant face also showed a triumphant smile: "This means that the ...... that is accepted below"

"Roar !!!" A terrifying beast roar interrupted Bai Yan's words, because the beast roar was frightened, and the people who were tumbling in blood couldn't help but look at the two fifth-order demon beasts, but found that they also had scales erected, revealing the appearance of a great enemy, and everyone was stunned Everyone had already felt a momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top, and suddenly looked up to see a black shadow covering the sky, and a huge claw containing unparalleled power fell from the sky!

The sound of "booming !!!" was like thunder, the earth trembled, and the momentum of many strong people broke out one after another, from the golden body realm to the Linghua realm, they could sweep a city together, but in front of the terrifying power that fell from the sky, it was like a flat boat drifting, and the true face of the black shadow could not be seen at all, but the giant claw was terrifying, and the terrifying power separated everyone present.

"!!!!!!!!Boom" giant claw completely slapped the earth, a terrifying crack several feet wide spread, a strong shock wave will destroy hundreds of forests and trees invincible, dusty, blazing, there is strong light, there are lightning flashes, there are also strong winds stirring waves, the giant claws are like covering the mysteries of heaven and earth, the absolute strength and mysteries of the blow made Ling Qingyun terrifying, at this time he was separated in the world of smoke, and he couldn't see Bai Yan, Xiao Sheng and anyone else present.

"Is it a spirit beast? or a ghost?" Ling Qingyun was throbbed by the figure that covered the sky and the sun, and he couldn't see much in the life and death crisis, he took his body to the extreme, his sword skills were like dancing to tear through the barrier, and even his body was sharp and turned into a meteor, at this time he didn't have the slightest reservation, just to escape from the claws of that terrifying beast.

Through the smoke, high-speed flight and even burning thunder and fire of gravel smashed his cheeks, and the suffocation was slightly reduced, but the terrifying pressure was still with him, and he could only run as hard as he could, leaving the terrifying threat behind him completely, and the great power that shook the mountains disappeared without a trace......

"Disappeared?" Ling Qingyun stopped in astonishment, and he was even more shocked when he looked around: Where is this forest? It is clearly a wide square, and there is no day when you look up, only the dim light shines on somewhere, and it is obviously still underground, in the ruins of Khanlong.

"Everything before, is it all illusion? No, so many strong monks have their own emotions and breath, it is difficult to simulate at all, or do they all enter a mirage that can be called an illusion?" Ling Qingyun couldn't help but think, and at the same time looked around, this square was much wider than the original hall and the bronze pillar hall, all around was dim, there were no doors, no decorations or human figures, the whole square was empty, it felt vast at first, but there was a strange sense of silence afterward.

As if he understood something, Ling Qingyun took a deep breath and continued to walk forward.

How long did it take? a cup of tea, a stick of incense, a moment of time, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, a thousand miles, and the square seemed to have no end, as if it was better than the magnificent buildings of Kyoto, and the infinite silence consumed patience and reason, but Ling Qingyun continued to walk until a white shadow appeared at the end of the dusk.

Like a traveler pacing back and forth, looking as tired as a desert trekking, the moment he saw Ling Qingyun, the eyes of the man in white lit up, but they quickly turned into a flamboyant display in his eyes.

"It turned out to be Ling Gongzi, you and I are really destined. The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, the sword and the small bell sounded at the same time, Bai Yan took a step forward, and saw that Ling Qingyun was like a fish meat on a cutting board.

"At this time, no one is disturbing, why don't you just decide the winner here?" With a smile, his aggressive gaze approached like a sharp sword: "By the way, who is the younger generation, the first sword cultivator!"