Bai Mu didn't know what was going on in the outside world, and when he fell headlong into this mysterious so-called "sword mound", he had no time to think about the consequences of his disappearance.

"So what the hell is this place!"

Bai Mu looked at the scorched earth in front of him a little collapsed: he had clearly entered the seventh layer of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and it stands to reason that the altitude should be about sixty or seventy meters below the horizon, but at this moment, he ......

Bai Mu looked up at the blood-colored sky, and he couldn't see the scorched black earth of the border spreading out from under his feet, except for the short sword remnant, there was nothing else.

"Did I cross over?"

Bai Mu muttered to himself, and suddenly he realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Sister Shangxian, Sister Xiaxian?" Bai Mu patted the two meniscus swords that had torn the seal and brought him in, as well as the bamboo leaves that had just awakened the sword spirit, "I don't know the name, big sister?"

Silence is the Hidden Sword Pavilion tonight.

Bai Mu was messy in the wind with a hint of fishy smell, if it weren't for the fact that the entities of the three swords were still there, he would have thought that he was reincarnated again, but this time it was a place where birds didn't lay eggs.

"Sword Shrine, what is it, and what is the Sword Sect in Shangxian's mouth?"

Bai Mu's head was big when he thought of it. After sorting out the thoughts, it is not difficult to speculate: the Sword Sect is the sect to which the author of the "Pivotal Sword Diagram" belongs, and it is even possible that the Sword Sect is the Taoist system left by the great guy who drank tea to eliminate demons, and the two strange long swords of the ancient sword, the upper and lower strings, seem to have existed for the Pivotal Sword Diagram.

In Bai Mu's previous difficult battle with Shang Xian, Shang Xian's obviously extremely long sword body was able to repeatedly dodge the impermeable attacks of Zhou Jian's formation, precisely because he lacked these two meniscus-shaped long swords in his Zhou.

After the upper and lower quarters of the moon on the left and the right joined the sword array, the already lethal sword formation was even more powerful, and there was no longer such a loophole that could allow the enemy to be bullied by the long sword.

Listening to the conversation between the two sword spirits, it was obvious that there were crises everywhere in this sword shrine, even if he had already shown the strength to resist the half-step imperial weapon realm, he was still considered by the lower string sword spirit to be walking a "dead end".

But after Bai Mu entered the Sword Shrine, he had been walking alone in this wasteland for a long time, and he had walked a short distance, and he only had a broken sword as far as his eyes could see, and nothing could threaten his life.

"Could it be that there has been some change in the sword shrine, and it is no longer as dangerous as the two sword spirits thought?"

Bai Mu was a little puzzled, he was a little careless, and kicked a broken sword that had sunk into the wasteland.

Bai Mu's cold hair exploded, and he instantly turned into a cat body, and Bai Mu's height from a normal human body to a cat body shrank a lot in an instant, so that he could avoid a sharp and incomparable sword qi.

That sword qi was aimed at Bai Mu's eyebrows! If this sword goes down, Bai Mu is afraid that he won't even be able to scream, and he will die with a whimper.

The ground shook slightly, and Bai Mu felt that the wasteland under his feet began to tilt, and he could only use his front paws to grasp the rapidly sloping ground, while looking up ahead:

The charred wasteland began to crack, and Bai Mu could make out the rare and gorgeous white jade fault beneath the thick layer of soil. Inserted in the wasteland, one sword after another was broken to almost pieces, vibrating and roaring to break free, countless sword spirits seemed to wake up from their false sleep, and the divine light in their eyes shot outward, as if they were about to tear apart the eternal blood-red curtain!

"This ...... It's all because I kicked it?!"

It was the struggle of those broken swords stuck in the wasteland that caused the land to crack quickly, and some invisible chains like the chains of law that Bai Mu had seen once locked these long swords of unknown grade in the wasteland, preventing them from flying.

"Kill!"

The sword spirit that was closest to Bai Mu and also suffered Bai Mu's head kick was very angry, but Bai Mu didn't think it was because Bai Mu unintentionally kicked it: its red eyes were even more creepy than the crazy sword spirit, it was a kind of hatred that wanted to tear everything in front of it.

It's not like being kicked by someone, but it's like someone dug up the ancestral grave and raised the ashes in front of you......

Bai Mu took a step back, but saw that the sword spirit was wearing a mighty armor, and the two fists were really as big as a casserole, and he waved his fists vigorously, but he was trapped by the chains and couldn't break free at all.

Bai Mu's face was strange, he jumped forward, the sword spirit was panting like a cow, and his fist was about to hit Bai Mu's eyebrows. Bai Mu summoned his "Mountains and Rivers Forever" seal, and this punch against the spiritual sense smashed on the mountains and rivers permanent seal, but Bai Mu was surprised: the mountains and rivers permanent seal was almost broken!

The silk threads wrapped around it swam and struggled like snakes, as if they had been punched.

"Is it so fierce?!"

Seeing that the roaring sword spirit was about to punch again, Bai Mu jumped back and let this punch hit in the air.

It's too strong! There is no way for such a sword spirit to free an entity from the chains, and it can still unleash a divine soul attack of this strength!

Bai Mu raised his eyes to look around, but saw countless similar sword spirits all showing their teeth and claws, eager to tear Bai Mu, an outsider who was incompatible with the sword mound, to pieces. The sword spirit in front of Bai Mu seemed to be weak among all the sword spirits.

But Bai Mu didn't panic at all, and even wanted to laugh a little!

"That's it!"

Bai Mu jumped forward and saw the sword spirit swinging his fist frantically, but he was lonely, because Bai Mu quickly jumped back again.

"Ha!" Bai Mu began to jump left and right here, which made this crazy sword spirit a little speechless: This person is sick, right?!

Bai Mu already felt lonely in this wasteland, there was no sword spirit to accompany him, and even shallow had no sound, as for Mingchen in the Mingshan Immortal Mansion, there was no movement, Bai Mu searched around the immortal mansion and didn't find Mingchen's shadow, it seems that this wasteland is specially restrained by the existence of the sword spirit.

Loneliness is always terrible, and it can drive a person crazy. When Bai Mu felt that he was under too much pressure, this incompetent and furious sword spirit appeared in front of him, and of course he found a way to relieve his loneliness.

When Bai Mu was enjoying the joy of jumping left and right, he didn't notice that the blood-red color was gradually fading.

The speed at which the big man in front of him swung his fists slowed down a little, and Bai Mu was still mocking: "You hit me?!"

Then the color suddenly changed, and a white moon appeared in the sword mound, followed by a crisp sound. Bai Mu, who was jumping happily, moved his eyes down, and saw that the chains that bound all the sword weapons firmly snapped and broke.

Broken?!

Bai Mu muttered: "Isn't it, boss, do you still have free time?!"

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【Xingeer】