Everyone has gone hundreds of zhang deep into the Heavenly Road, there is no concept of time here, and the majestic holy power envelops the Heavenly Road, but they can still see the vast starry sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Starry and dark, the night is deep, there are huge meteorites and heavenly paths passing by, and there are also various metal fragments floating in the universe.

There is a dead silence in the starry sky, cold and darkness are eternal topics, and the Heavenly Road seems to be the only human miracle that exists, leading to the unknown beyond.

At this time, there are only about thirty disciples left, and the holy power here is much thinner, and the power of the strange starry sky is pervasive, eroding corpses one by one, leaving only dry bones.

Vicissitudes of life, loneliness, boredom, this is the road of heaven, generations of heroes have followed the footsteps of the sages to set foot here, but most of them have become dry bones on the road, and the light of immortality cannot be seen.

The disciples also became silent at this time, the road to heaven was completely different from what they imagined, they were almost out of breath due to the thick dead silence, not to mention the existence of that terrifying unknown creature, killing people between lightning and flint, which made people unguardable.

I saw more and more dry bones along the way, the erosion power here has reached a very terrible point, and more than a dozen disciples have stopped moving, and the dry bones on the ground are one after another, some of them died in the hands of their companions, some died in the hands of strange creatures, and some were swallowed up by the power of the starry sky, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

The remaining eighteen people, each of them is the best among the disciples, eighty percent of them are the big disciples of each peak, except for Guan Shanyue, the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, Longhu Mountain, and Qiyun Mountain are not bad, and each of them has cultivated extraordinary.

Especially the eldest disciple of Dragon Tiger Peak, carrying a dragon-shaped ancient sword on his back, which is said to be made of imitation of his sword, has already had six points of divine power, and has always been the sword of the Zhenzong of Dragon and Tiger Peak, ranking twenty-eight in the Sword Pavilion!

None of these eighteen disciples were good at stubble, and at this time, walking on the heavenly road, the strange creature had not appeared, and it seemed that they were aware of their difficulties.

There are fewer and fewer stone monuments seen here, but the value is getting bigger and bigger, and no one wants their inheritance to be severed, hoping that future generations will come and get their own mantle and let their name ring in the world again.

There are a lot of sword tricks recorded on the stone tablet here, and there are also sword dao understandings and cultivation experiences, Ye Qingguan even saw a few ancient swords with extremely extraordinary textures, even the power of the starry sky has not been able to erode them, which is enough to rank above the Sword Pavilion.

Ye Qingguan didn't care too much about these, he couldn't chew too much, he had several powerful sword techniques cultivated on his body, and these were enough for him to use.

After all, what you learn is someone else's, and it is difficult to be 100% enlightened and thorough, and only the sword trick created by yourself is the most suitable for yourself.

Ye Qingguan's pace slowed down, watching the sword tricks one by one, realizing the essence of them, and he didn't learn the sword moves, but just finding the essence of them was considered a success.

He wanted to raise a hundred swords, collect the achievements of Tianlu martial arts, and then create his own swordsmanship.

If this spreads, it will definitely shock many people, how old is Ye Qingguan, less than twenty years old, it is too unbelievable to have such ambitions at such an age.

Those swordsmanship masters in history, which one did not become famous after the age of forty or fifty, even if a land sword immortal like Dugu Qiuqiu and Ximen Chuixue was at least twenty or thirty years old.

But Ye Qingguan didn't think so, those who ascended to the heavenly road were undoubtedly the people of the past dynasties, and the swordsmanship they cultivated was naturally the best, and when they were placed outside, it was the secret of the major sects, and they couldn't learn it if they wanted to, and now that they had such an opportunity to read a wide range of books, how could Ye Qingguan let it go?

Ye Qingguan's speed slowed down, and Guan Shanyue's people were already ahead of him, and they could barely see it.

Although he didn't know what Ye Qingguan was thinking, since he could walk in front of him, it was naturally the best.

There is no time in the road of heaven, and I don't know the passage of time, the head of the sect said that after fifteen days, the gate of heaven will be opened, and they will naturally feel it at that time, so Ye Qingguan cherishes time very much, and many sword tricks are only a few glances.

However, his memory is very perverted, and he saw an inexplicable scene in Wuling Pass when he was six years old, and he still remembers it clearly.

This is his biggest reliance, first write down these sword tricks, and then slowly understand them after going back.

After walking forward for dozens of feet, Ye Qingguan stopped, his eyes condensed slightly.

He crouched down, turned up a dry bone, and saw a few tooth marks in the arm bones, a few tooth marks that belonged to humans!

Ye Qingguan's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at several other corpses carefully, and finally found a few tooth marks in a hidden position, and it could be seen that the person who was in the mouth was very careful, each corpse only took a few bites, and they were all in a hidden position, which was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

If it weren't for Ye Qingguan squatting down to look at the sword trick on the stone tablet, he wouldn't have seen this scene.

This made his heart completely lifted, I had heard Uncle Thirteen say before that in the most miserable war years, food was cut off, and some frantic soldiers would eat human flesh, and they didn't want to be seen by him here.

Cultivators, the more advanced their cultivation is, the less likely they are to be starved to death, because they can absorb the essence of heaven and earth, after all, the grains and grains are also grown by absorbing the qi of heaven and earth, and there is no difference between the two.

It's just that everything has a degree, and it is not difficult for Ye Qingguan to not eat or drink for a month now, but it will be difficult to say after a month.

And on the road to heaven, it is closed everywhere, there are no living creatures, and if you stay for a long time, you will definitely not be able to stand it, and it is reasonable to eat human flesh.

After noticing this scene, Ye Qingguan's heart rose again, he had encountered strange creatures before, and now he had met people who ate human flesh, no matter how he looked at it, this heavenly road was not a good place.

Time passed slowly, and Ye Qingguan had more and more sword skills in his mind, and he didn't know how long later, he actually met those disciples of Tiandao Mountain, sitting on the side in twos and threes, each holding a stone tablet, fascinated.

When they get here, they can really see good things, and none of the people who can insist on coming here are weak, and the swordsmanship inheritance they left behind is naturally the top, which makes Taoist disciples greedy.

In line with his uncle's duties, Ye Qingguan told them what he saw, saying that there were cannibals here and hoped that they would be careful.

As soon as this sentence came out, many disciples changed their faces, people who eat people, that is the most intolerable, tiger poison does not eat children, a person who eats the same kind can no longer be called a person.

"Are you afraid that he is still alive now?" Guan Shanyue looked at Ye Qingguan, her heavy pupils flashing with a strange light.

Ye Qingguan said lightly: "I don't know, it's just a guess." ”

"It's unlikely, how long has it been, these corpses have also turned into dry bones, he has nothing to eat if he wants to, eighty percent is dead. A disciple said.

The other disciples also nodded when they heard this, feeling that Ye Qingguan's worries were a little too much, the corpse was not eaten, how could that person live?

Ye Qingguan didn't say much, reminding them that he was already merciful.

After moving forward for a distance again, Ye Qingguan stopped, and the ancient sword behind his back was unsheathed by an inch like never before!

On the heavenly road before him sat a man, a living man!