The world swirled for a while, Rao is Qingyu aroused all the mana, and he was a little unbearable, and even felt like vomiting, but he didn't have the kind of body tearing pain that the book said about using the teleportation circle.

The green light on his chest flickered, and naturally the Holy Word Jade once again offset the pain caused by the teleportation, but this dizziness could not be counteracted.

There was another fierce turmoil, and the dizziness increased again, and there was no way, Qingyu had to close his eyes and close his divine sense, hoping to alleviate it somewhat.

It wasn't until he didn't feel anything anymore that Qingyu slowly opened his eyes and let go of his divine sense, and he was stunned for a moment.

What kind of place is this? Ancient ruins? Where is it like?

This was Cheongwoo's first reaction when he saw his surroundings.

The ancient cultivation ruins in his imagination should be like the ancient city of ghosts in the previous ghost platform, the palaces of immortal cultivators are lined up, and the aura of heaven and earth does not have to be thin, but it must not be too much, and it must look very suitable for human survival.

But this place is not like that at all, where there is a city, it is clearly a desert, surrounded by red soil, and there is nothing else.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up a large area of red sand, making the sky blood-red and looking very permeating.

Qing Yu still had some doubts, didn't he say that the ruins of the ancient sword cultivation? Why didn't there be any sword intent and sword qi in the air? It stands to reason that the ancient sword cultivators were all great figures in the cultivation of merit, and even if a thousand years had passed, there would still be sword qi and sword intent in the places where they had lived.

But in fact, there is nothing in this air, there is only the red sand that is constantly blowing, and the desolation between heaven and earth, this place is definitely not suitable for the existence of immortal cultivators, not to mention the aura of heaven and earth, even if it is a normal human being, there is not much oxygen, this is really the place where ancient sword cultivation has survived?

Qing Yu shook his head, threw these useless thoughts out of his mind, and looked around again, he didn't know what was going on with this teleportation formation, he actually separated a few of them, and he didn't know where a few of them teleported to, I hope there won't be any danger.

Qing Yu recalled the content in the jade slip, it was too strange here, even if he was an immortal cultivator, he couldn't tell the specific direction, because there was no sunlight, everything was too hazy, and the information given on the jade slip was basically useless.

This change is too big, and it is not an exaggeration to say that what has happened in the past two hundred years that such a change has occurred.

What is clearly recorded on the jade slip is that the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and there is a faint sword intent and sword aura in the air, and some monks who use swords even break through directly here, which is simply a holy place for cultivation.

Even if I don't know what happened back then that led to the tragic death of all the cultivators, but this heaven and earth shouldn't have changed so much, is this something that a monk can do?

Even, there are true immortals who have been to such a place? But how is that possible! But there is no other reason to explain it.

Qing Yu made the green leaf magic weapon fly in the air, and his divine sense probed the surroundings, and the broadest divine consciousness was released, and he did not detect the fluctuations of the relevant immortal cultivators.

And at this moment, the Yin Ghost Long Sword on his waist let out a piercing sword groan, and the long sword was desperate to unsheath and fly in one direction.

Qing Yu hurriedly infused mana to stabilize it, his eyes showed a look of doubt, he knew that the divine sword had a spirit, but he didn't expect that the Yin Ghost Long Sword also had a spirit!

This is the first time it wants to move on its own, is there something about it in that place?

"Your sword is not ordinary, I found out before, but I haven't said it all the time. Bai Ling's crisp voice suddenly sounded in Qing Yu's mind.

Qingyu was used to it and was not intimidated.

"I have observed your sword, it should be a long sword similar to your black-veined sword, it should be a sword of yang attributes, and the quality is at least above the green vein, it is estimated that it is around the green vein, it is a good sword that is rare even in the spirit world! ”

Bai Ling's words became more and more serious, after all, for them now, the Transformation Stage is a god, and the monks above the Transformation Stage are afraid that a single finger can kill them.

Qingyu sighed, "Wealth and wealth are in danger, since that place is related to my Yin Ghost Sword, and the Yin Ghost Sword is related to me, it is estimated that there will be no major problems, so let's go." ”

With that, Qing Yu flew towards the direction where the Yin Ghost Long Sword wanted to go.

Bai Ling sighed leisurely in the Yin Death Space, "Is it in danger of being rich and rich? Your guy's luck has always been good, I hope this time is the same, I don't want to waste soul power anymore." ”

......

Outside, a lot of people have gathered outside this mountain, densely packed, there are hundreds of people, and they really respond to that sentence, interests are the most powerful magic weapon to overcome fear.

This group of people all came to find the secret of the Sword Realm Mountain, and they all longed to get the treasure in it, so that they could become the pinnacle of the world in one fell swoop.

Even though they knew how dangerous this place was, they knew that hundreds of years ago, even hundreds of Yuan Infant Monks were bleeding here, and they still wanted to enter.

In the distance of this mountain, a man stepped on a flying sword, stroked his beard slightly, and shook his head, "These guys don't know how to die. ”

"Sect Master," a man flew behind him and knelt on one knee, "Please ask the Sect Master to instruct us if we want to kill this group of troublemakers!"

That's right, this person is the contemporary sect master of the Sword Que Sect, Zhao Mu!

Zhao Mu shook his head, "Why do you need to do this, open this big array, let them in, in addition, tell our disciples of the sect that it is strictly forbidden for anyone to enter, and send people to guard the door, if anyone comes out alive, then they will be killed!"

"Yes!"

The disciple flew away.

Zhao Mu looked at these people below, "Those little guys who just entered should be from the Ghost Spirit Sect, I remember that there seems to be a great cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect in the Sword Realm, but unfortunately, not everyone can go to that place!"

"Of course, if someone can come out alive, then this inheritance will naturally belong to my Sword Que Sect!"

Zhao Mu's face showed a hint of ruthlessness, "Yuan Xiao, you dare to kill my Sword Que Sect cultivator, Ghost Spirit Sect, sooner or later you will have to destroy the sect!"