'Ghost Crossing Stream' is thousands of feet underwater, and a bright ball slowly sinks.

From a distance, the ball is no more than the size of a zhang, it is oval, and a light mask slowly wraps it, as if it is invulnerable to water and fire.

With a little effort, the light mask fell sharply and fell sharply.

There seemed to be a ripple below, and the light mask was bounced open as soon as it got closer.

Immediately fell again, as if a remnant sword showed a cheerful trembling sound, and the sword light differentiated and pulled Sima Yuan into the ripple barrier.

What was surprising was that under the piercing of the Immortal Sword, the barrier no longer had the power to resist, and it was allowed to drive straight in.

I don't know how long it has been, Sima Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a blue sky, the mountains and forests in his ears were quiet, birds were singing, warblers were flying, and buzzing cicadas were chirping.

He struggled to get up and looked around blankly, but saw that his house was in a lotus pond, surrounded by mountains and cliffs.

He raised his head slightly, and the blue sky seemed to be in a semicircle, more like a huge light shield barrier, enveloping the four heavens and the earth.

He pondered for a moment, especially remembering the ghost crossing stream that had fallen into the bottom of the 'Fallen Immortal Cliff' before.

Could it be that this place is the underground of the ghost stream?

Sima Yuan looked around, the size of the lotus pond was more than fifty zhang, hundreds of lotus pods were standing proudly, the lotus seeds were full of brilliance, and the fragrance of wisps of green lotus came to the nose.

He was in high spirits for a while, and secretly shouted that the fullness of this lotus seed's spiritual power was even better than that of Zijin Courtyard!

He looked up and saw that he was lying on a lotus leaf the size of a leaf and a half, swaying slowly.

Then lowered his eyes and landed on the nearest lotus canopy, his heart was slightly hot, and a covetous color occupied his mind.

I glanced at the blue pond water under the lotus leaves, which was quiet and clear, and the swimming fish were playing, splashing and rolling.

Sima Yuan was immediately shocked in his heart, and muttered to himself, "Small Secret Realm."

After thinking for a while, a sword light was scattered into the lake, and the water splashed everywhere with a bang, rippling and rippling, and it stopped for a long time.

Sima Yuan waited for a half-sound, but no foreign objects jumped out, and then he immediately poked his feet first.

A slight crispy and numb feeling penetrated into it, and Sima Yuan was refreshed, and his face showed surprise.

The spiritual water in the lake seems to speed up the healing of injuries.

He immediately did not hesitate, and with a puff fell into the lake, swimming merrily.

At the same time, while wandering, he also circled the lotus canopy and buckled down the jade green lotus the size of a dragon's eye.

Full of joy and joy.

Three hours later, Sima Yuan Huo Ran soared from the lake and immediately fell with a bang.

The lotus pods in the lotus pond have all been picked, a total of more than 60 pieces.

It's a catch.

And when Sima Yuan was about to walk out of the lake, a shadow the size of a zhang behind him quietly approached.

Sima Yuan didn't realize it, and suddenly the sword talisman in his head trembled, and he was immediately terrified.

Without thinking about it, he jumped and poofed, dodging the sudden attack behind him.

Until he rolled over and got up, landed on the lotus leaf, and looked back again.

It was a catfish the size of a foot that was eyeing it.

Sima Yuan was afraid for a while, and was about to snatch out the sword when he suddenly had an idea and took out a storage bag.

It's that Liu Quan's thing.

After rummaging through it, he took out a elixir.

The elixir was no more than the size of a pea, and there seemed to be a breath of intoxication that made the heart ripple, and Sima Yuan felt in a trance when he inhaled it lightly, and his body couldn't help himself.

Suddenly, he shuddered, and his gaze at this Dan was full of jealousy.

He muttered to himself, "Beast Control Pill."

The sound of splashing water sounded in his ears, and he looked up, but saw that the catfish was in a disordered breath, as if attracted by this pill, and was about to pounce.

Sima flicked it lightly, and the beast control pill was thrown out by him immediately.

Zhang Xu catfish suddenly jumped high and swallowed the spirit pill into his stomach.

Russia, after a violent turmoil of the water waves, slowly subsided.

Sima Yuan smiled lightly, and his figure floated down on his broad fin back.

He looked up and down, the wound on his abdomen was already scarred, and the residual sword qi in his body was completely cleansed, and there was no hidden danger.

At the same time, several sword wounds that were stabbed by the shadow also gradually disappeared, and the spiritual energy in the inner body was full, reaching the peak of qi refining.

The mana recovered as before, all the injuries were healed, Sima Yuan's fists were clenched, and the surging power vibrated out, directly causing the spiritual water in the lake to ripple.

Sima Yuan said to himself, "This is a good place."

Oh, an anxious urge suddenly came from his mind, and it was to ask the fairy sword.

Sima Yuan's heart moved, and he followed the instructions of the sword intent, jumped in the air, and landed on the shore.

When he turned back and saw the catfish sinking into the pond after a stroke, he strode forward.

Now that his strength has recovered, he is naturally fearless, and he has a hunch that this place may be the biggest opportunity since he cultivated!

Sima Yuan lightly stepped on the longitudinal sweep, and with a little effort, he reached the place where the fairy sword was.

However, the scene presented in front of him made his face change greatly and he was terrified.

But I saw a hundred zhang away, there was a cliff near the lake, the green vines on the cliff were entangled, the dead branches were flying, and there was a sword qi raging vertically and horizontally.

A palpitating breath popped out from the place where the fairy sword struck.

And looking at the place where it hits, it seems to be a cave with a height of a few feet.

Sima Yuan seemed to be familiar with that qi machine, and he was also shocked and frightened.

Master Jindan!

Sima Yuan's scalp was numb, and he almost roared at the Immortal Sword, "Come back quickly!"

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly flashed to the side, and a few people climbed to the side of the cave.

He immediately shouted, "Seniors forgive their sins, the boy sword is definitely not deliberately harassing the seniors Qingxiu." ”

Immediately, as soon as he grasped the Ask Immortal Sword, and was about to pull it away, his figure suddenly froze.

Through the light curtain, there was no living person inside, only a suspected corpse sitting cross-legged.

Sima Yuan's heart moved, and he called out again, "Senior?"

No one answered, only the fairy sword trembled.

Sima Yuan's forehead turned black, "silenced".

The sword groaned again, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the cave.

Sima Yuanfu was heartbroken and blurted out, "That is your last sword master?"

The sword trembled slightly, as if it meant to mourn.

Sima Yuan sighed lightly and rubbed the fairy sword a little, "I see, no wonder you asked me to flee here before." ”

Suddenly, his fingertips moved, and a sword intent shot out, striking the light mask.

In an instant, under the cheers of the Immortal Sword, the light mask exploded after a few flickeres and turned into invisible.

With a whoosh, the Ask Immortal Sword was the first to sweep in, and Sima Yuan followed.

The cave was empty, moss and rattan hung all over the cave walls, and a smell of dampness and decay hit the tip of his nose, Sima Yuan frowned slightly, and stepped in lightly.

The sound of stepping echoed in the cave, and the figure caught Sima Yuan's eyes.

His body was tall, and the skeleton skeleton sitting cross-legged was more than three feet, and the dust on the silver-white sword robe that only the peak master could enjoy was piled up, and the sword robe had long been dimmed.

At this moment, the Ask Fairy Sword is flying around the skeleton and trembling, like crying, mourning and grief.

Sima Yuan's heart was shocked, and he sighed in his heart, this may be the master of the Sword Peak in the past, but he didn't know why he was sitting here.

His expression was solemn, and he respectfully bowed, "Sima Yuan, the sixth generation disciple of Sword Peak, greets the peak master!"

The corpse was silent, and only the fairy sword trembled lightly.

Sima Yuan stepped forward and grabbed the Ask Immortal Sword and gently comforted him.

He sighed in his heart, and asked the immortal Youling, he already knew, and when he saw the old master again this time, he naturally couldn't help but feel a burst of sorrow.

He looked around, and the terrifying aura in the cave had long since disappeared, on the other hand, the fairy sword seemed to be slightly imposing, comparable to building a foundation.

Sima Yuan was sincerely pleased, since he chose this remnant sword as his own saber, he naturally hoped that it would regain its former glory and regain its majesty.

In the future, you can also play against others like a tiger and outperform others.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of will on the skeleton, Sima Yuan was terrified, and almost ran away, but he pinned his house to the spot.

Then, a gust of wind came slowly, blowing away the sword robe and also blowing the skeleton.

The ashes disappeared and melted into this world.

Sima Yuan was silent, sighed slightly, and said softly, "Peak Master go well."

A few quarters of an hour later, the Ask Immortal Sword swept into Sima Yuan's body and recuperated.

His heart suddenly jumped, as if some kind of ghost was quietly approaching.

He stretched out his sword sense, his eyes sank, and he glared,

"Who's here?"

After drinking hard, the cave house did not react.

Sima Yuan's face sank, he gently held the Immortal Sword, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't come out again, Hugh blames you for ruining this cave mansion!"

The words fell, and there seemed to be a qi machine slowly appearing in the cave.

A little bit of a figure appeared in the cave, and the Immortal Sword suddenly trembled, and it popped through its body with the man's muffled snort, and exploded with a bang.

However, after a little effort, it reappeared, as if it were immortal and immortal.

Sima Yuan made a slight move, and asked the fairy sword to fall into his hand reluctantly, but the tip of the sword was still up to the person.

Desecrate the spirit body of the former sword master, and kill him!

Sima Yuan said lightly, "Tell me, who are you and why are you hiding here?"

His eyes flashed with a fierce color, "If there is half a lie, I will let the Immortal Ask completely kill you, and there will never be a chance of reincarnation!"

The phantom, trembling and drifting away.

It seemed that he looked at the fairy sword with complicated eyes, and after glancing at Sima Yuan again, the man's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly said astringently,

"You are the sword master of this generation who asked the fairy sword?"

Sima Yuan frowned slightly, and after being silent for a while, "I only got half of the Immortal Sword in the next section, and the rest of it is not in my hand." ”

The figure looked at the immortal sword suspended in the air and asked the fairy sword eagerly, turned around and said, "You come with me." ”

As soon as the words fell, his big hand waved, and the smooth cave wall behind him suddenly emitted a burst of dazzling light.

After a moment's effort, the light dissipated, and a green and deep road appeared in front of Sima Yuan's eyes.

After taking a breath, he walked out of the corridor, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

But at this moment, he was falling into a palace shaped like a large hall, four or five red lacquer beams with the thickness of each other were completely independent, and they were divided into the fourth level of the main hall, and under the red lacquer columns, there was a stone-shaped divine beast suppressed here.

The red fire dragon in the east soars around the pillar, its eyes are blazing, and its cold and ruthless arrogant gaze is terrifying; in the west, it roars like an inky black tiger looking up to the sky, and its giant teeth glow with a cold and chilling light, which makes people tremble; in the north, the green and blue basalt camel pillar raises its head, and the heads of the spirit snake and turtle are intertwined, and its expression is awe-inspiring; in the south, it is a golden phoenix with a bewitching color, spreading its wings and dancing for nine days!

In the deepest part of the main hall stands a statue of a sword god about dozens of feet high!

The statue is made of Lingyuan jade crystal, the surrounding clothes are silver and purple, and there is a strange floating map that is suspected of Zhou Tianxingchen on the high crown, and the hair bun is flowing and disordered, and a brilliant immortal aura arises spontaneously.

His eyebrows were like swords, his plain gaze was full of vicissitudes and turbidity, the bridge of his nose was slightly upturned, and under his high nose was a wide and moderately thick thin lip, and the corners of his mouth were sneering and flashing.

Suddenly, the image of an image who regarded the existence of the heavens as an ant land reflected in Sima Yuan's mind.

The arrogance and disdain in this person's eyes, the sharp eyes that despise all existence, even the peak master Lu Hongli did not have in Sima Yuan's impression.

Moving his gaze downward, the long sword in his hand was blue and blue, which was quite similar to the sword of asking immortals, but this sword was more than 20 zhang high, which was as high as five or six storeys of attic.

Under the statue, the figure prostrate and bowed, his mouth trembled, and the gods kept chattering, as if he was remembering and mourning.

A light tremor came, but it was the fairy sword that was at a loss under the divine sword, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, and then it leaned back, and then fell directly down.

Sima Yuan's eyes were extremely shocked, and he slowly exhaled a turbid breath after a long time.

He silently walked under the idol and bowed to the sword.

After a long time, the man looked up, his eyes reverent and fanatical increased, and he said softly,

"This is the sect master of my Shenxiao Sect, and the sword he holds is the supreme treasure of my Zhenzong Shenxiao Sword. ”