The gaze of the young phantom fell on Wang Mo, and it was not until a long time passed that a trace of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he said, "It's nothing... Since you are already the new master of the Xiang Yao Sword, you are naturally the new master of Ah Yang and Yin'er..."

Wang Mo sighed lightly and said, "Sword Soul senior... Wang just got this sword by luck... How can he..."

The young phantom suddenly interrupted Wang Mo's words, and his tone became a little hurried again: "You are... You are the master of the Xiangyao Sword and the Yin Yang Sword God..."As he spoke, Wang Mo saw that the eyes of the sword soul were slightly red, and his face was strangely excited, and he swallowed back the words he wanted to refuse!

After a moment, the young phantom nodded, "You remember, this sword is called Xiangyao Sword... It is the natal artifact of the Creation Heavenly Venerable between heaven and earth! This sword has two gods, yin and yang... I'm not a sword soul... It's the sword god of the sun who is the sword of the sword.. My Yin is the Yin Sword God of the Sword!"

"This sword is the creation of the world in order to resist the demon god with the first stone of heaven and earth as the material, a collection of 100,000 divine beasts and 100,000 fierce beasts essence blood forging, this sword and heaven and earth with the same life, the original creation of the first sword qi between the heaven and earth, in the heyday of the year, even this heaven and earth, can also be split between the tea......"

"But these are more than 100,000 years ago, I have been tortured by the seal for tens of thousands of years, and I can only remember these few things!"

The young man's phantom sighed lightly, and his body turned into nothingness, blending into the ancient black sword.

"At the bottom of this abyss, I can feel an extraordinary aura, this can be regarded as a gift from me, let's go!" The young man's phantom was integrated into the sword, and in a flash, he went straight to the abyss.

Wang Mo was in a state of confusion, but when he saw that the Sword God of the Sun had left, he didn't think much about it, caught up with the Sword God of the Sun, and flew straight to the bottom of the abyss.

The sword god of the sun was in front, all the way to the sword qi, all the obstacles in the place of retreat, directly to the bottom of the endless abyss, here, is a huge corridor, in the middle is a pitch-black pit, deep inside, even if it is immortal, can not penetrate to see the bottom.

A faint suction came from the huge pit, although it was very faint, but it was present all the time.

Stepping on the path bordering the stone wall at the edge of the pit, the fine grains of earth were pulled by the suction force of the pit and fell into the pit.

Wang Mo took a deep breath, he looked at the deep pit, and with his mind, he almost immediately guessed that the entrance to the Gouya Endless Realm was caused by the eruption of this seemingly boundless and huge deep pit.

In Wang Mo's mind, he seemed to see the picture of this deep pit erupting once in thousands of years, and every time it erupted, there would be unimaginable suction, along a strange channel, this suction force was displayed in the starry sky outside, thus pulling countless things alive.

The strangeness of creation made Wang Mo feel his own insignificance at this moment, what kind of supernatural power can resist the suction force that occurs once in thousands of years...... What kind of supernatural powers can achieve such magnificence.

"Even if the master respects his old man, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it... I don't know if he can be in the mouth of the emperor..."Wang Mo exhaled deeply, looked at the deep pit, and was silent.

In this pit, where it leads, Wang Mo doesn't know, and he can't guess, he only knows that if he falls into it, if he wants to get out, it is simply impossible!

"This pit is very strange, the master should not check it for a long time!" The voice of the Yang Sword God came from the Xiangyao Sword in front of him.

Wang Mo retracted his gaze, his eyes flashed, and he looked down at the huge pit beside him again, which was pitch black, and his eyes were gloomy.

After a little groaning, Wang Mo retracted his gaze, shook his body, and chased into the distance.

"There is a strange force in this pit that can affect the mind, and if the mind is not strong, the hope will be lost. "In front of the sword, the voice of the Yang Sword God came.

"Master don't look at it again, fly with all your heart!" the Yang Sword God reminded again.

Wang Mo nodded, tightened his mind, and as the Yang Sword God flew away quickly, as he continued to go deeper in this corridor, the suction power in the deep pit also became stronger and weaker.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly the Yang Sword God in front of him accommodated the Xiang Ya Sword, and immediately paused, Wang Mo's footsteps also stopped, here, it was already the east of the corridor, and it was dark in front of him, and he couldn't see the path clearly.

"Master be careful, there is something strange in this deep pit!" The voice of the Yang Sword God had just come out, but he saw a thick purple mist suddenly emitting from the deep pit, and this mist filled the surroundings.

The voice of the Yang Sword God came out of the mist, becoming a little ethereal.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, this mist came too strangely, and under the pervasiveness, the vision was blocked, and even the immortal consciousness could only be dispersed less than three zhang, and then it was dispersed outward, and it immediately disappeared as if it was swallowed by the mist.

Even if it is only three zhang, under the immortal sense, it is a little vague.

At the same time, in the deep pit next to it, the suction power seems to gradually increase with the appearance of the fog, but this suction power is ineffective against the fog, which is extremely weird.

The sword light flashed in the mist in front of him, and the sword of the sword god of the yang flew in, turning around Wang Mo's body, and the consciousness of the sword god of the sun came out of it.

"That's it, master, come up, I'll take you there, the fog here is weird, with your strength, I'm afraid there will be danger. Wang Mo didn't talk nonsense, as soon as he stepped on his body, he stood on top of the Xiangyao sword, and a stream of immortal power came out of the sword, flowing down Wang Mo's feet.

"Concentrate your mind, open and close your mind!!" The consciousness of the Yang Sword God echoed in Wang Mo's mind, and Wang Mo immediately followed what the Yang Sword God said, and the immortal power that suddenly flowed into his body was shocked, and the meridians actually revealed out, forming a golden fairy curtain outside Wang Mo's body!

This immortal curtain not only contains immortal power, but also has sword power, and when it disperses, the purple mist around it suddenly disperses to both sides as if it was being played by a pair of big hands, forming a channel.

The Yang Sword God turned into a black mang, and rushed directly into the purple mist with Wang Mo in a flash, flying all the way, the purple mist dispersed one after another, even if there was an undispersed mist, after revealing a thick sword aura on the Xiangyao Sword, it also disappeared immediately.

The speed of the sword was too fast, so fast that Wang Mo only felt the wind blowing on his face, and the mist around him seemed to turn into purple dragons, flashing from the corners of his eyes in a few breaths.

After a long time, the Xiangyao Sword turned suddenly, flew up diagonally, and galloped in a spiral shape, and the immortal power in Wang Mo's body operated, so that he could stand firmly on the Xiangyao Sword without being thrown off.

"That strange breath, just ahead, master, you stand firm, Ah Yang is going to start at full speed!" After the Yang Sword God finished speaking, he gave Wang Mo a few breaths of time to prepare, and then the speed of the sword suddenly accelerated.

Its speed was so fast, and even afterimages appeared, as if teleporting out of thin air, Wang Mo stepped on the sword, and suddenly had the illusion that a hundred thousand mountains were rushing over, he no longer breathed, but closed a breath of immortal qi.

If it was really teleportation, Wang Mo would not be like this, but this is not teleportation, but the speed of teleportation has been reached!

The immortal curtain outside the body was even more distorted and deformed, clinging tightly to Wang Mo's body, and the speed of the sword reached an unimaginable level.

Wang Mo could even see that the fog around him had turned into a sea of fog, which was due to the difference caused by the speed being too fast.

This kind of feeling that he only had when he first stepped into the path of cultivating immortals almost two hundred years ago appeared again at this moment, which made Wang Mo feel quite emotional in his heart.

"This is the real Xiangyao Sword, this is the real Sword God! In the past, although the Xiangyao Sword was in my hand, it was just a slightly sharp weapon!"

At this moment, suddenly the purple mist around suddenly rolled up, expanding like a cloud, and then, in the boundless pit where the mist was emitted, a powerful suction force immediately emerged.

This huge suction appeared too suddenly, and the fog that was not originally pulled by it was also affected by the suction at this moment, and quickly shrank towards the deep pit.

The suction force in the pit became stronger and stronger, and a large amount of mist was instantly sucked into the deep pit, and at the same time, some small gravel on the surrounding walls also trembled and was inhaled one by one.

In a place in the corridor in the distance, a spear pierced into the wall, and at this moment, it also trembled slightly, and it was withdrawn from the wall little by little, and finally "bang", completely detached from the wall, and went straight to the deep pit with the suction.

At this moment, the sword of the Yang Sword God roared in, and Wang Mo, who was on it, saw the extremely strange blue spear at a glance, falling towards the deep pit.

The sword god of the sun did not hesitate, the sword body turned, and rushed directly to the deep pit, and ran to the spear, the suction in the deep pit, the difference between the inside and the outside is very great, at this moment the sword god of the yang flew into the deep pit, and the speed of itself plus the suction, it was so fast that it even exceeded the lightning.

In an instant, he directly caught up with the blue light spear, Wang Mo was on top of the Xiang Yao Sword, his eyes showed a trace of decisiveness, at the moment when the Xiang Yao Sword was close to the blue light spear, he grabbed it with his right hand, and the void grabbed the spear.

However, the spear was wrapped around the suction in the deep pit, and at this moment, Wang Mo's grasp was equivalent to grabbing the treasure with the deep pit, and fighting against the suction, at the moment when he grabbed it in the void, a strong force suddenly came, Wang Mo's body was suddenly unstable, and he was almost directly dragged and dropped the sword.

At the time of the crisis, Wang Mo took a deep breath, the mystery of life and death turned into black and white and wandered around him, under Wang Mo's finger, the mystery of life and death surrounded into a spiral, violently turning, a wind of life and death emanated from it, Wang Mo was in it, and the suction was slightly slow, and the blue spear immediately stopped falling, and was slowly grabbed by Wang Mo.

A low roar came from the sword god of the yang, and this roar seemed to contain the spell of the sword god, and in the flickering of the sword light, the sword god of the yang suddenly rushed and rushed towards the mouth of the deep pit with Wang Mo.

Wang Mo felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, and the spear grasped in the void in his right hand seemed to have infinite weight, and with the sprint of the sword under his feet, his face was swollen.

With the dash of the Yang Sword God, the spear was lifted little by little, Wang Mo's eyes showed firmness, at this moment, he must not let go, once he let go, this spear is afraid that there will be no more days of eternal life.