"Over time, this place has become a kenzuka, and I don't know that tens of thousands of swords have been abandoned there. www.biquge.info"Zhao Xueqin flew with a sword while explaining to Yang Feng.

"It's a shame. Yang Feng sighed softly and said.

Zhao Xueqin didn't answer his words, just slowly turned her head, looked ahead, and made some slight adjustments to the direction of the flying sword's flight.

The distance of fifteen miles was nothing to the people of Edgeworth, and as they spoke, they had already come to the top of the Hidden Sword Peak. Looking down from above, I saw that this peak was much higher than the other peaks around it, and it was very wide, with a radius of about several miles. Outside the mountain peak is the sea of clouds surging, below the sea of clouds is the abyss thousands of zhang high - the mountain is 3,700 zhang high, they did not go down the mountain at this time, they are still on the white cloud platform, although they only flew a hundred zhang high, but if from the foot of the mountain is actually still more than 3,000 zhang high.

But there is a different scene in the Hidden Sword Peak.

I saw that the huge valley was like a black cauldron tilting towards the sky, and there seemed to be strange black clouds in the sky above the valley, and there was a faint sobbing sound from below the clouds, which made people have an inexplicable palpitation.

"Senior sister, here's ......"

"This is the Hidden Sword Peak, and the Sword Shrine is here - you stand firm, don't move, I'm going to lower the flying sword. ”

"Hmm. Yang Feng agreed, staring at the Hidden Sword Peak below, he was completely shocked by the strange scene below.

"This is the scene formed by the condensation of the resentment of the abandoned sword and the ruined sword, although the body of the ruined sword and the ruined sword are useless, the spirit of the sword has not dispersed, so that the resentment that permeates this valley is formed. Most of these sword abandonment resentments are around the fifteenth level, Senior Brother Yang, you can use them to practice the level, which is actually of great benefit to your cultivation. Zhao Xueqin looked back at Yang Fengdao.

Yang Feng just looked at Zhao Xueqin stupidly, obviously not understanding the meaning of her words.

At this time, Zhao Xueqin had already lowered the height of the flying sword to about one zhang above the ground, and flew into the valley with the flying sword, flying towards the depths of the valley. Zhao Xueqin knew where the Daoming Master said about the Doumen and the Weaving Gold Remnant Sword, although she had never been here, but her master had already told her about the situation in the Sword Mound Valley, and said that in fact, many of the remnant swords were ancient divine weapons, and if they could be taken out and repaired, it was not known that they might be able to reexert their energy.

However, the Tibetan Sword Peak is a forbidden place for the Five Elements Gate, disciples below level 20 are forbidden to come here, only those who have reached the level of 21 or above are allowed to enter, and only the master above the elder level can enter if the door is opened. Ordinary disciples who don't know how to open the Dharma can't get here at all. Therefore, Zhao Xueqin has never been here.

In addition, the abandoned sword of this sword mound was not allowed to be taken away from this place, but today there is an order from the Dao Ming Ancestor, so there is no need to worry about this section anymore.

Zhao Xueqin had also heard that the sword spirit resentment here was an excellent medium for cultivation, and under the siege of thousands of sword spirit resentment, the cultivation skill would grow unconsciously. However, the level of resentment of the sword spirit here is still a little lower, which is not suitable for her, but it is very suitable for Yang Feng.

After walking forward for a while, Zhao Xueqin landed the flying sword on the ground and said to Yang Feng: "Senior Brother Yang, let's change positions, you stand in front, I am behind you, you have to transport the protective air shield out, there may be a fight later, I can only control the flying sword wholeheartedly, and it will all depend on you to defeat the enemy." Zhao Xueqin deliberately didn't tell the truth, in order to see Yang Feng's ability.

Yang Feng agreed and exchanged positions with Zhao Xueqin. Now he is standing in front of Zhao Xueqin, and Zhao Xueqin is standing behind him. I saw Yang Feng transport out of the protective air shield with a solemn face, and also transported his sword to his front as a block, and the whole person had already entered a state of imminent battle.

Zhao Xueqin nodded secretly, it seems that Yang Feng is really fortunate to be under the sect of Dao Ming Master Ancestor, although his level seems to be only the peak of a tenth-level junior cultivator, but compared with a year ago, he has indeed entered the threshold of cultivation, and is no longer a rookie who knows nothing about cultivation.

"Senior Brother Yang, what skills are you learning?" asked Zhao Xueqin.

"I learned three skills: fire, metal, and water, with fire and gold as the main skills, supplemented by water. I have cultivated the small fireball of the fire-type Xuangong, the small waterball of the water-type Xuangong, and the condensation formation of the gold-type Xuangong to the intermediate level, and I have also learned to control the magic weapon at the primary level, the divine mind exploration at the primary level, and the True Qi Protector at the intermediate level. Yang Feng replied honestly.

"Well, it's already remarkable that you can cultivate to the peak of a tenth-level cultivator in such a short period of time, but you can't be complacent, you must know that the art is endless, you have to cultivate more, and you must not relax. Zhao Xueqin said. Although Yang Feng was a closed disciple of Daoming Master, in front of him, Zhao Xueqin still had the qualifications to teach him. She has this confidence.

"Senior sister has taught me a lesson, I will not dare to slack off, and I will redouble my efforts. Yang Feng replied.

At this time, Zhao Xueqin had already used his divine thoughts to detect that there was a large number of remnant sword resentful spirits rushing towards them, and hurriedly reminded him: "Senior Brother Yang, be careful, the remnant sword resentful spirits are already approaching!"

"Yes, I understand!" Yang Feng replied to Zhao Xueqin's words as his eyes widened and he looked around nervously. I saw that the black air in the valley gradually diffused, the sound of ghosts crying seemed to be in his ears, and there were gusts of wind blowing, which made people feel cold - he heard his ancestor say that although Buyu Mountain is more than 3,000 zhang high, it is not covered with ice and snow like ordinary alpine mountains, but all year round. This is because the aura of heaven and earth in this mountain is extremely rich, and the yang fire inside the mountain range is extremely vigorous. Under the scorching sun, the temperature is much higher than that of ordinary alpine mountains, so it has never been covered with ice and snow, nor has it been cold in the mountains covered by ice and snow.

However, the strange atmosphere in this valley made him feel a chill from head to toe. But he wasn't particularly afraid, after all, with Zhao Xueqin here, she was his reassurance!

"Senior Brother Yang, on the left, ten zhang away, there is a remnant sword resentful spirit, which can launch a small fireball to disperse it!" Zhao Xueqin commanded behind Yang Feng. Yang Feng hurriedly looked to the left - he saw that a looming humanoid shadow was floating towards him quickly in the black qi there, this humanoid shadow seemed to be wearing a snow-white shirt, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and a few strands of hair even covering his face, the whole image was like a legendary ghost!