Author: Battle of Tiandu

Lin Yunchen made some decisions in his heart, and suddenly raised his head and headed towards the sky, only to see a golden ball of light hovering in the air.

He immediately reacted naturally, immediately raised his hand to block the dazzling golden light emitted by it, frowned slightly, and said with a slight shock:

"Isn't that my own Great Wilderness Ancient Sword, how could it appear here, let's get it back first, so as not to be coveted by others when we get it."

As he spoke, he quickly pinched the finger of the Mixed Yuan Sword Technique with one hand, and with a little white light urging him with spiritual power, it suddenly flashed out on his fingers, Lin Yunchen's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, and he pointed straight towards the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword in the sky and pointed a little finger.

At this time, the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword wrapped in the golden light in the air still exuded an amazing ancient sword intent, and under the urging of Lin Yunchen's sword technique, the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword still did not move, as if it had not received his sword technique.

Lin Yunchen, who had a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes, suddenly noticed that the mental connection between him and the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword had disappeared, and he couldn't help but become anxious.

The next moment, Lin Yunchen's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, "What the hell is going on, why is there no reaction."

This is also the first time since he got the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword that he has not listened to his call.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, and decided to try a few more times, his ten fingers quickly pinched like a wheel, and one after another sword tricks went straight towards the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword.

Not long after, he tossed and turned, but he still couldn't get any mental contact with the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword, but the mana in his body was almost exhausted, and he was sweating profusely at the moment.

Lin Yunchen watched the movements around him vigilantly, and after thinking about it silently, he muttered to himself:

"Since the mind can't connect with the Great Wilderness Ancient Sword, let's ignore it for now, my own life matters, let's sneak away first."

He glanced at the golden Great Wilderness Ancient Sword again, and the next moment, its behavior was like a thief's heart, and it fartfully headed towards the Spirit Sword Peak, quickly escaping.

He walked quickly along the way, and everything he saw in his eyes was still, not even the slightest movement of the wind and grass.

Lin Yunchen suddenly felt that the entire sect had stopped, and he was much more relieved.

For the current situation, he is very complacent.

It seems that it is the right thing to do to leave the speculator there, and he is really a genius and he is blinded again, and only he can move around at will." Lin Yunchen walked along the winding downhill, thinking so in his heart.

About seven or eight hours later, Lin Yunchen saw that the small bluestone courtyard of Spirit Sword Peak was in front of him, and he muttered breathlessly:

"It should be safe to come back here."

Lin Yunchen calmed down, his divine sense felt slightly, and he felt that his mental connection with the Sky Speculator Mirror in the back mountain of Heavenly Sword Peak was still there, and then his mind moved, and he cast a spell in that direction.

Lin Yunchen cast this spell, and suddenly felt that the pure mana in his body was emptied at this moment, his face was instantly pale as paper, and even the breathing in his mouth and nose seemed a little difficult.

In the back mountain of Tianjian Peak, the peep mirror that emitted time stagnation, suddenly felt the call of the master, and the next moment, almost between the electric light and flint, buzzed, and its surface trembled.

The time lag power emanating from it suddenly and rapidly decreased, turning into a point of light almost in the blink of an eye, and the twelve pillars of light that rushed to the sky disappeared in an instant.

With a swish, the Sky Speculator Mirror, which turned into a little white light, flew towards Lin Yunchen in the direction of Spirit Sword Peak, and flew away at great speed, its speed was like shrinking into inches, and it took less than a breath to reach Lin Yunchen's face.

The moment of time stagnation was lifted, the time of the whole world suddenly returned to normal, and the whole world continued to operate as if nothing had happened.

Whether it's people, animals and plants all over the mountains, mountain spirits and monsters, what should you do, continue to do what you should do.

At this time, it was in the back mountain of Tianjian Peak.

The monks present who were under control did not feel anything wrong in their minds at all, and continued to fight together, the sky was covered with thousands of flying swords, and they continued to cut and strangle the three of Baili Ziming according to the original trajectory.

The next moment, the Sky Speculator Mirror suddenly turned into a white point of light, and it seemed to open its own consciousness, and after beating a few times in front of Lin Yunchen, it disappeared towards Lin Yunchen's eyebrows.

At the moment when he submerged into the sea of his divine consciousness, Lin Yunchen, who was surprised, had not yet reacted to his consciousness, and his body suddenly shook and spasmed.

His mind was instantly followed by a burst of dizziness, and his eyes immediately turned black, and with a plop, he fell to the ground on his back.

At the same time, on top of a towering verdant mountain peak that is not known how far away from here.

Two high-ranking monks were sitting opposite each other, looking attentive, playing chess.

Sitting on the left hand side of the chessboard is a man in his thirties with a purple and gold crown on his head, dressed in a brocade robe, with long hair on the top of his head, bright phoenix eyes under his eyebrows, and a tall figure and a white face.

He was holding a black chess piece between his white fingers, and he seemed to be about to drop the pawn, when his brows suddenly tightened, and his face showed a puzzled expression, and then his brows slowly relaxed.

The monk sitting on the other side was a man with thick eyebrows like an iron tower, with strong muscles and incomparably powerful power.

The thick-eyebrow man suddenly saw the Taoist friend in the game, with a puzzled expression on his face, he asked slowly and slowly in a tone that did not fit his figure:

"Long Han Daoyou, what's wrong with you, why was that expression just now, is there something wrong, you might as well tell me about it."

The monk, who was called Long Han, slapped the black chess pieces on the chessboard, chuckled, and said unhurriedly:

"It's nothing, I just felt that for a moment, time seemed to pause, I don't know if Huang Daoyou can feel it too."

"I also seem to feel it, just now there was a sudden pause in time, I thought it was me who felt wrong, but I didn't expect Long Daoyou to feel it too."

The monk surnamed Huang frowned and thought for a moment before saying.

"You and I are both the top existences in this world, and on this continent, there can't be anything else that you and I don't know about."

"There was a slight pause in the time just now, it shouldn't have happened, could it be that some heaven and earth treasure was born."

Long Han glanced at the chessboard and said slowly.

"Not necessarily, if it is a treasure born from heaven and earth, it shouldn't be like this." The monk surnamed Huang immediately dropped a chess piece and said in his mouth.

He pondered for a moment, and guessed, "Maybe it's from above, there are some powerful monks who are spying on the heavenly machine, and that's also possible."

"Huang Daoyou, is that what you are pointing to?" Long Han raised his hand slightly, stretched out a finger, and pointed to the sky above his head", Long Han's eyes flashed slightly, and he said meaningfully.

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm talking about."

Then the monk surnamed Huang sighed and said, "You and I, old and immortal old guys, have stayed in the god transformation stage for more than a thousand years, and I don't know if there is still a chance in this life to break through the last step of the god transformation stage, reach that realm, and fly to the world above."

Long Han frowned slightly when he heard this, silent, with a sad face.

At the same time, in a certain turquoise blue sea, under the sea water of more than thousands of feet, there is a huge crystal palace with golden splendor.

At this time, there was a golden-robed man with a crown on his head, sitting in front of the coffee table, holding a cyan jade slip in his hand, and was using the divine stone to check the information inside.

Hey!

The golden-robed man suddenly snorted in his mouth, frowned, and said to himself in confusion:

"How do I feel that my eyes are glazed and my hands pause slightly, am I getting old again?"

"Grandpa Long is not old, not old, still very young".

In the palace, a crisp and agile little girl in yellow said in a well-behaved and sensible voice with a cute little mouth.

This little girl in yellow looks like she is about eight or nine years old, and her palace dress in yellow is embroidered with cloud dragon patterns, and her black and bright hair is tied into a double.

A pair of smart big eyes, black and slippery, under the nose of the little Qiong, the small mouth is red, and the whole face is very pure and lovely.

On the fair skin that can be broken by blowing, there are patches of sparkling dragon scales, both on the forehead and cheeks.

"It's useless, Grandpa Long is old, it's useless", the golden-robed man glanced at the well-behaved and sensible little girl, and said self-deprecatingly.

Immediately, he put down the cyan jade slip in his hand and said gently: "Come on, come on, my precious granddaughter let Grandpa Long hug me."

The little girl in yellow grinned and ran quickly to the old man's side.

"Oops, it's already so heavy, grandpa can't hold it anymore, my baby Ninth Princess has grown up again." The old man in the golden robe said lovingly.

At the same time, in the back mountain of the Heavenly Sword Peak of the Supreme Sword Sect.

Xiao Jingshan hurriedly said: "The elders have increased the output of mana, and we must not let these three thieves have the slightest chance to breathe."

Hearing this, Zuo Yan, He Yiyuan and the other four quickly pinched their fingers, and one after another they were like meteor showers, hitting towards the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array.

At this moment, Shi Liquan, who was under the protection of the defensive magic weapon, suddenly changed his face suddenly, and he found that the storage ring he was wearing on the middle finger of his right hand was gone.

He hurriedly groped around with himself for a while, and also noticed that the three storage bags he was wearing on his body disappeared together, and his heart was half cold in an instant.

"What's the matter, Shi Daoyou, what's going on there", Baili Ziming's body was shining, his fingers quickly pinched, maintaining the defensive ability exuded by the magic weapon of defense at this time, and asked in a hurry.

Just before Shi Liquan had time to explain, a golden flying sword in the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array stood out from the chaotic Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, and the golden light on its sword body was magnificent, and the Dao runes hidden on the sword body were all lit up in an instant.

The next moment, almost after not breathing, the surface of the golden sword body stabbed and rattled, and countless golden thunderbolts wrapped around its entire sword body, sizzling, and the sky became brilliant under the halo of light that emanated from it.

At the same time, the thousands of flying swords that were flying regularly around the golden flying sword felt the terrifying coercion emanating from the golden flying sword, and they all began to avoid it, there was a tendency to avoid the edge it exuded at the moment, and there was a tendency to be ready to escape.