"I just don't know which sword will recognize him as the Lord. Qingyang smiled, his eyes full of anticipation.

He had always wanted to avoid cause and effect and no longer participate in the disturbances of this immortal cultivation world, but he didn't expect that the random inscription left in the tomb of Wuhou thousands of years ago would actually attract such an apprentice for him. This apprentice not only killed the elders of his own sect, but also dared to attack himself......

Cause and effect, there is no escape. Even if Qingyang didn't care about Ximen Tian, the battle between the two sects of immortals and demons would force him to take action. What's more, since he left a sword mark, of course he has to fulfill his promise to accept apprentices.

"The heavens are in turmoil, and even I don't know if I can protect myself in the midst of such a catastrophe. Qingyang pinched the white chess pieces with two fingers, paused for a moment and landed on the chessboard.

As a great power in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, although he was the strongest known in the Eight Desolation Realm, he still couldn't feel what the outcome of this battle was, and what was threatening him in the dark.

Ximen Tian didn't care what the Sword Master was thinking, he just wanted to become stronger, so strong that he couldn't even imagine it.

"This Ten Thousand Sword Abyss has some origins. "When the teleportation channel gradually disappeared, a young man in white appeared in the most mysterious and famous place of the Sword Sect.

Several spirit swords were inserted diagonally on the cliff, which seemed quite sparse. Behind Ximen Tian is the enchantment of Wan Jianyuan.

Ximen Tian walked step by step, walking deeper along the somewhat damp earth. He could clearly feel that in the depths of the Ten Thousand Sword Abyss, there was an even more powerful sword spirit hidden.

Although the spirit swords inserted in the cliffs are all high-grade magic weapons, and they are the objects of competition for countless immortal cultivators in the outside world, in this Ten Thousand Swords Abyss, they can only be placed here at will. For the previous sect masters, although this kind of magic weapon was not bad, it could not enter their magic eyes.

These spirit swords were naturally not Ximen Tian's choice, his target was the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Sword Abyss.

"Time flies, time flies. After walking for a while, Ximen Tian suddenly stopped, looked back at these spirit swords that exuded a bright or dark luster, and his heart was quite touched.

These magic weapons will flow their own brilliance the moment they come into contact with their own breath, but they will soon dim. Simon God knew that these magic weapons were making way for him.

All the way forward, the spirit sword of magic weapon quality had gradually disappeared, and it was even rarer than when it came, until it came to a narrow corner, and the surrounding area was without the luster of the spirit soldier, and it was all some soil layer with a rich spiritual aura.

"Sword Spirit, why did you come in?" Ximen Tian suddenly stopped, and looked at the sword-wielding boy who was staring at the corner with some surprise.

"Why, can't those top-notch magic weapons just now enter your vision?" the sword-wielding young man said with a smile, not directly explaining his intentions.

Ordinary celestial cultivators use high-level magic weapons, and only a few immortal cultivators can have a holy weapon. Of course, the elders of the Sword Sect all possessed holy swords given by the sect master.

"I should say that they all respect me, and I respect them too. Ximen Tian smiled slightly, and his eyes were full of confidence.

"After that, it is the core area of the entire Ten Thousand Sword Abyss. Those swords have a basic sense of autonomy. The sword spirit in the sword array space wanted to speak and stopped, but he still blocked in front of Ximen Tian and refused to let go.

"What, are you afraid that my Dao heart is unstable and I can't withstand their power?"

"Just let you do what you can. "As a sword spirit with no lifespan limit, I have watched a candidate for the Sect Master walk in here in the endless years. All those who wanted to get the Tianyuan Sword in the middle were counterattacked by the sword group, and there were not a few who were seriously injured.

Tianyuan Sword is a legendary immortal weapon. Even if the Sword Saint Qingyang came, he didn't dare to act rashly. It's not that he can't control this Tianyuan Sword, but this Tianyuan Sword, as the head of the Ten Thousand Swords in the Ten Thousand Swords Abyss, has already been able to call on the swords, and when the Ten Thousand Swords Abyss riots, no one will feel good.

"I'll look for a sword that suits me. Ximen Tian threw down a sentence, pushed the sword spirit away, and walked into the corner without looking back.

"Alas. The sword-wielding boy knew that persuasion was fruitless, so he had to turn sideways and give way.

As soon as Ximen Tian turned the corner, he only felt a light in front of him, and the sharp sword qi was close to his eyes. In a flash of lightning, several more aggressive holy swords had already launched an attack on this outsider.

I saw that he was not chaotic at all, his white clothes flashed, and he flexibly avoided the sword qi that came from the swing. One hand grasped in the air, and the invisible power easily controlled these rebellious holy weapons.

"In the Eight Desolations, it's good to have these big deals. Ximen Tian nodded, and with a push of his palm, the holy swords that attacked him plunged into the mountain rock one after another. Then, several seals were struck out of his hands, forcibly immobilizing these restless holy swords.

In front of him, there was a semi-closed abrupt enchantment, and these enchantments were the self-condensation of these holy weapons floating in mid-air!

Ximen Tian stood in the dense group of swords, closing his eyes to feel the complex and powerful power. This is the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Sword Abyss!

He deliberately hid part of his aura and walked among these holy swords. Here, placing the worst sword in the Immortal Cultivation Realm would also arouse the covetousness of the Immortal Powerhouse.

A large number of holy swords exuded the aura of sword spirits, and Ximen Tian tried to communicate with these sword spirits as he walked. From the Yellow Rank Sacred Weapon, to the Xuan Rank Holy Weapon, and then to the Ground Rank Holy Weapon, the further you go, the rarer the number of swords, and the higher its quality.

Ximen Tian walked slower and slower, and his face became more and more lost. Although the holy sword in front of him was already stronger than the Qingluan Lihuo Sword that had been lost in the Netherworld before, he understood that no matter how strong the sword was, it would not be able to exert its due strength.

"Maybe this Qingluan Lihuo Sword is practiced by Qin'er, and she understands me best, so I don't think these swords are suitable. Ximen Tian sighed and moved his gaze to the highest point of the Ten Thousand Sword Abyss.

A sky-blue sword was at the highest point of the Ten Thousand Swords Abyss, and around it there were eight shackles made of the Chain of Locked Stars. Around it, circles of ripples spread out in all directions, and the space swayed with it.

Ximen Tian turned around and found that hundreds of holy swords were quietly suspended outside the innermost ripples, arranged in order, like courtiers above the court, looking magnificent. And the king in the center of the court is naturally the Tianyuan Sword that the sword spirit made Ximen Tian careful.

In terms of power, even the sword in the sword master's hand was much inferior to this Tianyuan sword. Comparable to it, I'm afraid that the only thing that can be compared to it is the immortal slashing circle released from the Pisces jade pendant.

"It's a pity that you're not suitable for me either, you're too domineering. Ximen Tian withdrew his divine sense as he tried to communicate it, and there was a slight regret in his tone.

"Forget it, just pick one, it's not in vain that scattered immortals' hard work. ”

"That's not right!" A strong and powerful hand instantly stretched out and leaned against the Tian Yuan Sword.

Wan Jianyuan's group of swords suddenly exuded a dangerous aura at this moment, and the tips of the deepest holy swords all pointed at Ximen Tian!

"Oh no, this kid really didn't listen to persuasion, and Wan Jianyuan's swords rioted. The young man holding the sword quickly returned to the sword array space, showing a rare look of helplessness.