The middle peak, whether it is large or small, or the richness of the aura contained in it, is not at all comparable to the other forty-eight peaks.

And the biggest difference between this towering mountain and other peaks is that there are no pavilions below the top of the peak!

Some of them are just caves dug out of the inside of the mountain peaks one by one! But even these caves are not very many, and a cursory glance shows that there are about 300 of them.

Around the top of the huge mountain peak in the middle, Hao Ran inserted seven giant swords with a size of nearly fifty zhang.

The seven giant swords emitted a colorful glow, and a loud sword roar was often heard.

At the very center of these seven huge swords, there was an extremely luxurious nine-story pavilion.

Bursts of golden light radiated from this pavilion in all directions, and even the surrounding mist was dyed golden.

At this moment, on the eighth floor of the nine-story pavilion, a young girl wearing a red robe and a shawl with long hair is holding a wooden comb, as if she is combing her makeup.

The wall in front of her had a slight bulge that emitted a faint golden halo.

This bulge is like a mirror, and it reflects the extremely beautiful face of a young girl.

At this moment, the girl smiled slightly, this smile seemed to be able to reach people's hearts, can hook people's hearts, and even make sentient beings fall down.

The ancients said that a beautiful woman can fall into the city with a smile, this sentence is used on this girl, which is very suitable.

This woman is Luo Rou'er, and Luo Rou'er at this moment has changed a lot from her appearance three days ago.

In front of her, she has obviously been carefully groomed, not only looks more amazing, but also more mature.

"What I want, you can't escape!" Luo Rou'er said softly, while he looked at the palm of his right hand, and then the palm of his hand slowly clenched into a fist.

Time passed quickly, and when the last hour came, Wang Fei was already standing in the Seven Swords Sect, a place where very few people usually came.

Originally, Wang Fei would not have appeared in this place, but he must have never been to the Seven Swords Sect.

Therefore, he quietly followed a young man wearing the robes of the Seven Swords Sect and walked all the way to this place.

This young man looked like he was only in his teens, and his cultivation was only three layers of dust, so the young man didn't notice that Wang Fei was following him.

At this moment, the young man was walking, and he didn't know what he was scolding, and he looked quite angry.

Just as the boy walked, a curtain of light appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the boy seemed to be accustomed to it.

Without any change in his complexion, he took out a white token and pressed it forward, and the boy disappeared without a trace.

"If you think this place is the Seven Swords Sect! It's really magnificent! The seven peaks of the Ling Pavilion Sect combined, they are not as big as one percent of this peak!"

Just after the boy disappeared, the figure of Wang Fei, who slowly appeared not far away, stood outside the Seven Swords Sect, looking up at the Seven Swords Sect from afar.

What caught Wang Fei's eye was a huge mountain peak, the entire mountain peak was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the huge mountain peak was hidden and hidden in the clouds and mist.

Under the sunlight, the clouds and mist exude colorful colors, and the many exquisite pavilions on them are like a fairyland on earth, which is beautiful.

While Wang Fei sighed in his heart, he was also shocked, and even his breathing was a little short.

What Wang Fei didn't know was that this mountain not far from him was only one of the forty-nine peaks of the Seven Sword Sect.

And it is the smallest, and its upper pavilions are also the most ordinary and simple, and even the disciples of this mountain peak are pitiful.

There were only three people, and one of them was the boy who looked very angry.

If Wang Fei knew that this Seven Sword Sect had forty-nine peaks, and this was the smallest, he would definitely be deeply shocked, and even so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth at all.

At this moment, Wang Fei took a few deep breaths, and after calming his rapidly beating heart a little, Wang Fei slowly walked forward.

When Wang Fei walked to the place where the young man had disappeared, a light curtain also appeared in front of him.

Seeing the light curtain that appeared, although Wang Fei was a little apprehensive, he was not afraid.

He followed the boy's movements, took out the token that Luolin had given him, and pressed it towards the light curtain.

"Bang!" At the moment when Wang Fei pressed the token, a small sound came out, and Wang Fei took dozens of steps backwards before stopping his retreating body.

After the boy disappeared, he must have entered the Seven Swords Sect, and unlike the boy, Wang Fei not only did not enter, but was directly bounced away.

Although he was bounced away, Wang Fei did not appear to be flustered, and in fact, this happened in his expectations.

It is uncertain whether this token of Luo Lin can directly become an inner disciple, and Luo Lin is not a member of the Seven Swords Sect.

And to be able to enter the sect, it must be recognized by the sect internally, and after officially becoming a disciple of the Seven Swords Sect, the issued tokens can pass through this array.

Wang Fei also made a discovery, that is, how much power the light curtain is hit, it will rebound ten times the power.

If it weren't for Wang Fei's light movements, he would have been seriously injured when he was rebounded by the light curtain.

"As the first sect in the south, there are more than 10 million people who want to enter the sect, if you just pull a disciple of the Seven Swords Sect.

If you bring it into the sect, you will definitely be regarded as a madman, and you will want to go crazy if you want to enter the Seven Swords Sect, and then you won't pay attention to it at all.

But if you show this token of Luolin, it is said that no one dares to snatch it in Luojian Country.

But no one is sure that no one will rob it, and it is inevitable that there will be one or two bold people.

After all, this is a treasure that can directly become an inner disciple! There is only one life, and if you want to live, you must not be careless at all times.

How to enter the sect!" At this moment, Wang Fei frowned tightly, and quickly thought about a feasible method.

Originally, Wang Fei was a very cautious person, plus what he had seen, heard, and experienced in the past few years.

Not only is his will firm, but even if his mind is already more secret than that of his peers.

Although it is not comparable to the old monsters who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, it is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

"Who is here!Why did you come to my sect!" Just as Wang Fei was pondering, a very indifferent shout came out.

As the cheers echoed, a middle-aged man wearing the robes of the Seven Swords Sect and embroidering six flying swords on his chest slowly walked out from the light curtain.

This middle-aged man's name is Fang Zhou, and Hao Ran has the cultivation of the peak of the worldly realm.

His expression was extremely indifferent, and while looking at Wang Fei, his eyes showed a fierce light, and even contained a trace of hatred!

Just after Fang Zhou walked out, Wang Fei had a spirit all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and he would bite it down violently at any time.

Wang Fei also sensed a trace of hatred in Fang Zhou's eyes.

But no matter how you look at it, Wang Fei can also be sure that this is the first time the two have met, and there will never be any conflict before!