Although the Sect Master returned from the siege of the demons, he was also seriously injured. After seeing the end of the destruction of the Sword Sect, he slaughtered the murderous demon clan in the Sword Sect with a sword, and sat alone on the top of the mountain all night. ”

The winding sword was still excited about this past, and the crescent-like sword body couldn't stop shaking.

"He would rather the Sword Sect disappear forever than the Spirit Gathering Array here, where the Divine Treasure and Inheritance will become the stronghold of the Demon Clan in the future and become the nightmare of the Human Race. Therefore, he transformed the Spirit Gathering Array, sank the entire mountain gate into the ground, and buried the entire Sword Sect and himself. ”

"The white chains you see and the sword spirit that has lost its memory at night are all handwritten by the sect master in order to protect the sword spirit. Even my sister and I are no exception, and we only welcome those who disappear..."

Bai Mu looked at the winding sword spirit that wanted to speak and stopped, and couldn't help asking, "What's the only?"

The upper sword spirit spoke: "The real pivot sword, and the body of the sect master. ”

Bai Mu's scalp tingled for a moment: According to the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect sank into the ground, and the Sect Master should also sit here. The upper and lower strings, which are the two important additions to his "Pivot Sword Diagram", are trapped in the sword mound by the formation, how could the most important pivot sword be missed?

Since even the upper and lower quarters of the moon can survive, it is impossible for the more powerful pivot sword to disappear in ten thousand years. Where the hell is it? Why did such a powerful sect leave only a copy of the "Pivotal Sword Diagram" that could barely be successfully cultivated?

Bai Mu asked another crucial question: "Have you ever heard of the spirit vein?"

Both the upper and lower string sword spirits showed puzzled eyes, obviously they had never heard of this name. However, the bamboo leaf sword spirit who was slowly eating the fragments of the spirit body spoke:

"I've heard that. The Demon Clan began to invade the human realm immediately after the spiritual energy was exhausted, and the Sword Sect was extremely powerful, and it was the first target for them to destroy, so you didn't experience the battle afterward. ”

"The demon clan took advantage of the view of the gateway between human sects and families, and bulldozed many sects of those who held bull's ears on the path of immortals with an astonishing speed. It wasn't until the Sword Sect, Yuheng Daomen, and Bingjia Mountain were razed to the ground by the demon tide that the human race realized that the demon clan had united like never before, and if the human race continued to separate, it would definitely be broken by the demon clan. ”

There was some sarcasm in the eyes of the Bamboo Leaf Sword Spirit looking at Bai Mu: "Human beings only know that selfishness is the root of destruction when they are facing an existential crisis. ”

Bai Mu: "??? my business!"

These 10,000-year-old Mi Xin Bai Mu sounded like a book commentary, not boring, but it didn't help Bai Mu's current predicament. The current situation is that Bai Mu has nothing to eat! It is impossible for him to survive in this sword mound, the Sword Sect Master's large array is extremely powerful, and it can make the sword spirit that should have been wiped out long ago survive, but it has no effect on the monk.

Bai Mu didn't want to be starved to death after embarking on the immortal path. He thought about the dried fish in those cans now, and he almost wanted to swallow his tongue.

"It's hard to get out of the sword mound. The sword spirit said truthfully, "It can only be opened from the outside world, but it is difficult for monks below the Imperial Weapon Realm to open it, and monks above the Imperial Weapon Realm will ...... as long as they enter the Sword Shrine."

Before she could finish speaking, the black ink suddenly cracked a crack, and a deep voice entered the sword mound, echoing over the vast wasteland:

"Apprentice Bai Mu, reply if you don't die!"

Bai Mu heard Jian Laohuai's voice and jumped three feet high: "Here, the master will take me out!"

I don't know if it's too much or what, Jian Lao Huai muttered to himself: "It seems that he didn't enter the sword shrine, it's me who is too worried, let's go look elsewhere." ”

Bai Mu: "??? bastard old man!"

A hand came in from the void, but another somewhat old voice hurriedly shouted: "Don't!"

But it was already too late, countless sword spirits looked up at the golden pill aura that appeared in the air, and the broken sword and the hidden chains in the night rushed up, allowing Bai Mu to see the real "Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect".

The sword spirit didn't expect that there would really be such a tiger guy, she choked for a moment: "When a monk above the Imperial Weapon Realm enters the sword mound, he will take the sword equivalent to the sect master Da Rao's sword ......."

Bai Mu looked at the arm of Jian Laohuai, who was locked by ten thousand swords, and thought that there should be suona here.

Part of Jian Laohuai's body entered the enchantment, Bai Mu finally had a chance to transmit to him, Jian Laohuai had been locked by the qi machine of the mountain reclamation, and he only felt that he wanted to stay in this hidden sword pavilion forever, and suddenly heard Bai Mu's voice a little eager:

"Pick me up!"

Wan Jiansheng gathered momentum, a short sword came to Bai Mu's feet, he just stood still, there was only the sound of breaking wind in his ears, at this time, the sword formation equivalent to the sword of the Sword Sect Master finally took shape, chasing the short sword under Bai Mu's feet, vowing to completely remove the invading golden pill breath.

Sword Lao Huai transmitted the sound into Bai Mu's sea of knowledge: "Good apprentice, what can you do to stop this sword?

Bai Mu didn't have time to explain to Jian Laohuai, he just had a guess, but he definitely couldn't let Jian Laohuai die under the Sword Shrine Formation, it was a great loss to the spiritual veins and human beings!

"Stop!"

With the memory fragments conveyed by the winding sword spirit, the "Thousand Faces" of Bai Mu's "Nine Transformations through the Xuan" was quietly activated, and he looked back at the dense ancient sword and the angry sword spirit, and his breath changed instantly while he scolded.

A handsome man stood with his hands in his hands, stepping on the short sword of Jian Laohuai, his breath was under his eyes, there was the brave aura of ten thousand people, and there was the change of the abyss.

The moment this figure appeared, the entire sword mound fell into absolute silence, and the anger in the eyes of those sword spirits retreated, replaced by awe that penetrated deep into the soul. As for the upper and lower quarter moon sword spirits floating behind Bai Mu, they were even more dumbfounded, and there seemed to be mist in their big eyes.

"Sect Master...... Sect Master......"

The lock of the sword move was canceled, Jian Lao Huai withdrew his arm as quickly as possible, Bai Mu jumped through the gap in the enchantment, the emptiness of the sword mound was restored to its integrity, and those sword weapons were still trembling, slowly returning to the ground.

The blood-red void lit up, and chains dragged the swords back to the ground, and these ancient swords from 10,000 years ago returned to the cycle of day after day, waiting for the time to see the day again.

Bai Mu collapsed on the ground on the sixth floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and along with him was the Jindan Peak Sword Cultivator Lao Huai. Jian Lao Huai rolled around very unvividly, and said viciously to Han Jun next to him: "Old thing, if you dare to go out, I won't finish with the Han family!"

Before Bai Mu had time to take a breath, he saw the Upper and Lower Quarter Moon Sword Spirit, whose demeanor was originally gentle, viciously:

"Change back!

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