"Destroy me!" Xue Yun roared angrily, except for those sword accidents that took the initiative to fly up and merge into the golden dragon, wherever the golden dragon passed, all sword intent would be instantly slashed and turned into spiritual light and merged into Xue Yun's golden dragon.

And this scene, even those sword intents that did not have sanity seemed to be deeply affected, and in the blink of an eye, more sword intents flew out, actively merging into the golden dragon. And the tree it was originally inhabited dissipated directly out of thin air as if it had lost its roots in an instant after the sword intent left.

At the same time, due to the active integration of the sword intent at this moment, the speed was even faster than when Xue Yun was in his heyday at the beginning!

In just a few breaths, a small half of the last circle of trees collapsed directly, and the golden dragon under Xue Yun's feet was even more hideous, swooping towards the remaining trees with a roar.

One breath and two breaths

Twenty breaths of time passed in a flash, and when the incense was about to be completely burned, Xue Yun was holding a flying sword in his hand, and his black hair fluttered in the wind. And the five-clawed golden dragon under his feet also held his dragon head high and looked at the sky with Xue Yun.

There was not a single tree around them! All sword intent dissipated!

The next moment, this illusion suddenly collapsed, like a mirror shattered by a punch, and it was torn apart. Everything dissipated like a mirror. And Xue Yun also opened his closed eyes.

At this time, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and he only felt a flower in front of him, so he immediately sat on the ground and meditated cross-legged to breathe. The mind consumed in the illusion can be said to have suddenly exploded after waking up at this time, which has already made it feel exhausted, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to even stand up for the time being.

But at the same time, the ten Tian'a Sword Mountain monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant were all looking behind them at the same time. Even Xuan Fuzi, who was closing her eyes and recuperating, opened her eyes with a dazed expression.

And inside Tian'a Sword Mountain, at this time, the people who cultivated above the Yuan Infant seemed to feel something, and they all looked solemn, raised their heads to look at the scattered divine sense, and stared at the most central peak of Tian'a Sword Mountain.

The mountain is extremely high, and even more steep, like a sharp sword reaching into the sky. Just above this peak, in the midst of the mist-shrouded peak, there were three swords standing quietly. At this moment, the sword on the left of it suddenly shook, and a cyan sword intent on it suddenly came out, heading straight into the sky.

The speed is so fast that even the Fake Divine Sword Cultivator can't compare to it, one moment it was still at the top of the mountain, but the next moment it appeared in front of the mountain gate. And a solemn voice sounded: "The pass of sword intent has sword cultivation to kill all sword intent, and the sword of intent hereby appears, and the sword intent of Heaven A Sword Mountain is passed on to those who are destined!"

The sound was not loud, but it resounded in the ears of every monk, and in an instant all the monks opened their eyes in unison and stared ahead. And there were some monks with extraordinary backgrounds and well-informed, who were extremely shocked to look at the sword of intent that was erected and floating in front of them, and opened their mouths wide but could not say the slightest words.

It was as if in front of this sword, all the monks who could not be recognized by it had no right to speak. can only let his sword intent run rampant and override him.

Xue Yun's expression was also shocked at this time, he endured exhaustion and reluctantly stood up, bowed to this sword with a fist, and said in his mouth: "Junior Xu Yao, thank you for your predecessor's preaching!"

Xue Yun knew that what the sword said was not a sword spirit, but an opportunity for the predecessors of Tian'a Sword Mountain to survive to future generations. The moment he saw this Yi Sword, he used the Liuyang Golden Pupil to confirm this, which is why he was so respectful, after all, he must be able to give a good impression to the high-level officials of Tian'a Sword Mountain who were looking at him at this time.

"Even the head of Tian'a Sword Mountain is looking at me intently at this time, presumably those Supreme Elders who have turned into gods don't know where to pay attention to this, so it's okay, I have decided to make a thorough show here, without reservation!" Xue Yun thought firmly in his heart, and at the same time, his eyes lit up, and the sword intent on his body suddenly appeared, turning into a five-clawed golden dragon and directly holding it up, floating in the air.

"This is the sword intent of this son? It is actually the intention of the dragon, this son has a great opportunity for great creation!" Most of the monks only felt an astonishing surge that suddenly appeared from the ground, but that day, Xuan Nadeshiko, the head of Ah Jian Mountain, was eyes flashed slightly, and it seemed that his complexion had not changed much, but in fact, he secretly exclaimed.

With Xue Yun's actions, the sword of intent spun rapidly in the air, and bursts of extremely pleasant sword sounds came out one after another. All the monks watched this scene intently, and Xue Yun, who caused this series of changes, attracted the attention of the world at this moment!

Zhuge Yuan looked even more sluggish, but the next moment he turned into excitement. For him, getting acquainted with Xue Yun, whether or not he can enter Tian'a Sword Mountain in the end, is definitely of great benefit. I am afraid that even if I return to the family without success, I will be greatly praised for this matter.

After all, Xue Yun got the sword intent of Tian'a Sword Mountain, and it can be said that eighty percent of them will already be selected into Tian'a Sword Mountain, even if they don't, after this incident, I don't know how many powerful sects want to recruit Xue Yun in. However, the latter is naturally quite unlikely, and in the eyes of the monks here, Xue Yun has already stepped into the Tian'a Sword Mountain with half a foot.

Xue Yun stepped on the golden dragon at this moment, and his body was about ten zhang in front of the place where the sword was floating, his eyes were closed, but the place on his forehead was constantly oozing sweat.

In Xue Yun's sea of consciousness, all of Xue Yun's divine consciousness could not be emanated at this time, and he was fusing the majestic sword intent inherited from the place of the sword with all his might. Although this sword intent has already been passed on quite slowly because he has to take care of Xue Yun's cultivation, its fierce intent still makes Xue Yun feel unbearable.

At this time, Xue Yun only felt that in the sea of consciousness, it was as if a small sword appeared out of thin air, and his consciousness seemed to have turned into a furnace. And these small swords are like moths to a fire, one after another into this furnace, and every time they melt in it, their sword intent becomes stronger.

But this process was quite difficult, and it took three hours before this extremely huge sword intent was fully fused by Xue Yun. At this time, the golden dragon under Xue Yun's feet suddenly increased by more than two times, more than ten zhang long, and the momentum was amazing.

"This is the inheritance of sword intent? This son has been inherited through this, I am afraid that at this time, the sword intent alone can be compared with the early stage of the Yuan Infant."

Even with Xuan Fuzi's fake god cultivation, when he saw the five-clawed golden dragon under Xue Yun's feet at this time, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes slightly. This kind of sword intent is enough to be comparable to a monk who is a great realm higher than his own cultivation, and it is extremely terrifying in sword cultivation, no matter what other means the sword cultivation of the same level has, it can be directly defeated with sword intent alone.

After all, if a sword intent is such an intangible thing, if a sword cultivator of the same level does not use sword intent to oppose it, the Dao heart will definitely have a crack in his heart because of this, but if he forcibly uses sword intent to fight against a monk like Xue Yun, then he can only be directly overwhelmed by his extremely strong sword intent.

As for other people who are not sword cultivators, although Xue Yun can't exert an overwhelming advantage like fighting against sword cultivators, the strength of the sword intent will also drive his sword cultivation supernatural powers to become stronger, and it can also have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, not to mention that Xue Yun is not just a sword cultivator.

And at this moment, the sword of intent that had ended the inheritance of sword intent also soared directly into the air, flew back to its original place in a flash, and stood on the top of the mountain again, as if waiting for the arrival of the next person who could get its inheritance.

"The juniors have been a little delayed, please continue!" At this time, Xue Yun, although he was still a little dizzy, after taking back the sword intent that had been conjured, there was a supreme sword intent faintly contained in his body, and even more golden light flashed all around his body.

"It's okay, I see that you haven't fully absorbed all the inheritance, and you still need to go back and experience it slowly. So let's end today's meeting, and it's getting dark, so let's continue tomorrow. Xuan Fuzi nodded to Xue Yun with a smile, and then said loudly to all the monks.

As soon as these words came out, all the monks immediately gasped. From Xuan Fuzi's words, all of them revealed the importance of Xue Yun, and they directly stopped today's disciple collection meeting, this move couldn't help but make most of the monks look at Xue Yun with a trace of unkindness, and even more jealousy.