The sky is boundless, and the sea is vast. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky is blue because the sea is blue.

The sea is blue because the sky is blue.

The sea and sky are the same, boundless!

Under the boundless blue sky, above the vast ocean, there is a remote and barren island.

The island is really remote, at a glance, within thousands of miles, there is no second island, it is an isolated island on the sea!

The island is also really barren, under the blue sky, on the blue sea, this island is black, the whole island is only black stones, nothing else, even the surrounding sky and sea, there is not a single seabird!

The island is also very small, far smaller than Zhuge Zhi said, maybe it is already very small, it is just a mountain on the sea, so that sword immortal slashed down with a sword, and only this half of the mountain remained!

"That's it!"

In the sky in the distance, Zhuge Zhi and Jian Qingyu stood side by side on the back of the "Flying Sky Peng", and Zhuge Zhi smiled and pointed to the half-wall peak in front of him, which was only ten zhang high.

After five days and nights of traveling, Jian Qingyu and Zhuge Zhifang finally saw this remote and barren island.

"Is it it?"

Jian Qingyu looked at the small island that did not look like an island in amazement.

In other words, no one would have thought that on this vast sea, there would be such a small island that does not look like an island, and it was once the place where two peerless immortals fought each other!

"How's that? I can't see it!"

Zhuge Zhi smiled proudly and sighed lightly: "In the first battle of the year, the spiritual veins of this immortal island were completely destroyed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth faded, and it became an ordinary desert island. ”

"In the first thousands of years, because there was still the sword intent of that sword immortal on the cliff of that mountain, many monks came to comprehend the sword intent!"

"Later, this sword intent dissipated and restrained, and this deserted island was gradually forgotten!

As he spoke, the "Flying Peng" had already flown to the smooth wall of the half of the mountain.

"What a strong sword qi!"

Looking at the more than ten zhang mountain wall that was as smooth as a mirror, Jian Qingyu's face couldn't help but show a look of amazement.

The power of a sword, to this point, shows how powerful that sword cultivator's sword intent is!

Thinking of this, Jian Qingyu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, after a million years, the sword intent on this mountain wall has disappeared, although Jian Qingyu can speculate on the strength of that sword immortal's swordsmanship, but he can no longer feel the sword intent of that sword immortal!

"Brother Qingyu, you take your time here, I'll go down and look for it first, maybe I can find some clues about the Poor Yong Immortal!"

Zhuge Zhi smiled at Jian Qingyu and hugged his fists.

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, hugged his fists and said, "Brother Zhuge please!"

Zhuge Zhi smiled slightly, tapped the back of "Feitian Peng", and flew down towards that half of the peak!

On the back of "Feitian Peng", Jian Qingyu's gaze first slowly fell on the top of the mountain, and then looked down along the mountain wall.

It is a black mountain, the whole body is made of black stones, the mountain wall is also black, and there is not a single plant or animal on the peak that is more than ten feet high.

Dead silence black peaks!

According to what Jian Qingyu had seen in the past, such an isolated island on the sea must have been surrounded by waves, constantly slapping and scouring.

However, around this small island where only half of the lonely peak remains, the sea water is extremely calm, and since Jian Qingyu came here, there has not been a single wave!

Jian Qingyu's gaze repeatedly looked at the mountain peak, his brows gradually furrowed, but his gaze was always fixed on the smooth black stone wall.

"Hey, Brother Qingyu!"

Zhuge Zhi didn't know when he had already flown back, and patted Jian Qingyu's shoulder in surprise.

Jian Qingyu was slightly startled, and quickly turned his head to look, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother Zhuge , you finished looking for it so quickly?"

"Fast?"

Zhuge Zhi looked at Jian Qingyu suspiciously, and said with a smile: "Brother Qingyu, what have you been staring at that mountain wall back and forth?"

"Brother Zhuge , don't you think this half of the mountain seems a little strange?"

Jian Qingyu frowned and said, "There is no trace of sword intent left on this mountain wall, but I always have a faint feeling that there is a strange aura on this mountain!"

"Strange feelings?"

Zhuge Zhi stared at the black mountain wall, nodded and said: "This mountain is quite strange, I heard that millions of years ago, this mountain was covered with dense forests, and there were many elixirs, but since that war, all the trees on this mountain have gradually withered, and even the stones have turned black." ”

"That's why I wonder if the Immortal has left something written here!"

Zhuge Zhi smiled helplessly: "It's a pity, I searched all over this half of the mountain, but I didn't find anything, those black stones are also connected in large pieces, if there is really something buried in it, even if you want to dig it, it will be difficult to dig it!"

"Black stones, big chunks together?"

Jian Qingyu's spirit was suddenly shocked, and his gaze quickly swept over the half of the mountain, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"I see!"

Jian Qingyu said secretly in his heart, and with a sword point, the Skyfall Divine Sword flew out.

Sword Qingyu jumped down on the Skyfall Divine Sword, and slowly approached the dodge.

"This mountain is gradually not a mountain!"

Jian Qingyu's palm was attached to the smooth mountain wall, and he slowly closed his eyes, and the sword intent around his body slowly rose!

"There seems to be a sword intent behind the rock wall?"

Jian Qingyu's palm faintly felt a vague sword intent, and he couldn't help but move in his heart: "Could it be that the sword intent left by that sword immortal has not completely dissipated?"

A sword slashed through the mountain, and the sword intent left behind had not completely dissipated after millions of years, and Jian Qingyu couldn't help but have a trace of doubt, it was hard to imagine what kind of powerful sword path cultivation could reach such a level!

"This sword intent is also domineering, maybe I can try to trigger it to help me understand the way of the sword!"

Jian Qingyu said secretly in his heart.

No matter when it is a million years later, this sword intent still exists, and if you can draw it out, you can also use this sword intent to comprehend the sword path like the monks who came here to enlighten millions of years ago.

Moreover, this sword immortal's sword intent is also domineering, and it must be of great help to himself!

In the mountain wall, as the sword intent of the sword green jade was transmitted, the sword intent scattered throughout the mountain also seemed to be gradually awakening, and the black light gradually lit up, like a spark burning the plain, quickly spreading to the entire mountain.

As these black lights lit up, the black mountain stone suddenly became like black jade, and the fierce and domineering sword intent slowly rose.

And in the depths of the mountain, a figure shrouded in black light also seemed to be aware of it, and its body shook violently, and slowly opened its eyes.

At the same time, around the black figure, a white dragon shadow hovering around its body was also a white light.

The black figure sat cross-legged, his gaze swept over the white dragon shadow indifferently, with a faint hint of anger.

Immediately, the black figure raised his head slightly, looked into the void, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the space and saw the sword green jade beyond the mountain wall.

"This sword intent?"

The black figure's eyes lit up, and a look of surprise appeared on his indifferent face, and he muttered: "Providence, providence!"

When the black figure's gaze looked at the white dragon shadow again, there was a sneer on his face, and he sneered: "Xiao Yong, your abacus is going to fail after all! You can't trap me!"

As the words fell, the black figure pinched the sword fingers in both hands, the seal quickly changed, the black light around him was flourishing, and the fierce and domineering sword intent quickly rose up, spreading towards the mountain wall!

"Roar!"

Sensing that the black figure's sword was about to break away from his restraints, the white dragon shadow was also awakened as if it had been awakened in an instant, and suddenly opened its eyes, letting out an angry roar, and the white light around it was sheng.

The white light flew out in all directions, turning into miniature versions of the white dragons, and then they were connected from end to end, instantly turning into a huge white light shield, enveloping and sealing the black sword intent released by the black figure.

The white light mask slowly shrank, and the black light transformed by the black sword intent was constantly compressed back around the black figure.

"Damn the Poor Young!"

The black figure's face became unsightly, and his gaze turned to the white dragon shadow.

However, the white dragon shadow ignored the black figure's gaze at all, and circled around the black figure as always!

"Xiao Yong, do you think that just this dragon soul that has devoured the spirit vein can trap me?"

The black figure said in a deep voice: "This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if it is a fight to lose both, I will not hesitate to do it!"

As the words fell, the black figure's handprint changed again, and black flames quickly burned around him.