In a flash of cold light, the streamer shot out, and Mu Weiming and the two demonized masters of the Beixian Sword Sect staggered by.

Mu Weiming landed silently, the leaves behind him were frosty, and the posture of the two sword demon slaves was fixed at the last movement of the sword move, which was gradually covered by frost, frozen into ice sculptures, and finally burst into ice chips.

Looking up at the three wooden houses, Mu Weiming took a light step and entered one of them, the wooden houses were simply furnished, only one stone bed, a log futon, and the futon had a chaotic sword intent on it, making it difficult for dust to approach, so it became the only furniture in the house that did not get dusty.

Other than that, Mu Weiming didn't find any other useful clues.

Turning into the second cabin, the layout of which was very similar to the first, except that there was a yellowing and blackening night pearl on the roof, which had long since dimmed, and seemed to be turning into ordinary stone in a short time.

In the third wooden house, Mu Weiming found a token made of jade refined zuò, with the words "Beixian" written on one side and "Luoqifeng" on the other.

Judging from the fineness of the token system, Luo Qi Feng has an extraordinary status in the Beixian Sword Sect, in addition, the owners of the three wooden houses are two to one, it is very likely that Luo Qi Feng has not been demonized, his strength should be extremely strong, but seven thousand years have passed, I don't know if he is still in the Sword Demon Forest.

Probably affected by the strange aura in the Sword Demon Forest, the divine thoughts in the token dissipated at some point.

The only question is, why did Luo Qifeng leave his token, where did the others go, and whether it was deep into the Sword Demon Forest?

Putting away the token, Mu Weiming returned to the battlefield just now, checked it, and found no token or storage ring from the pile of ice chips, it may be that the two of them gave away the storage ring and the like before they were demonized.

Putting away his divine sense, Mu Weiming continued to hike deep into the Sword Demon Forest with the lantern.

After going hundreds of miles deep again, Mu Weiming encountered some sword demon slaves again, and the strength of these sword demon slaves was much lower than the masters of the Beixian Sword Sect he had encountered before. Only had the strength of the early stage of Yuanying, in order to save time, he was basically frozen into ice sculptures by Mu Weiming in an instant.

"There are more and more sword demon slaves here, but they haven't seen anyone from the Beixian Sword Sect. ”

The cold light shone over the five new sword demon slaves that appeared in front of him, Mu Weiming frowned, along the way, he had killed more than thirty sword demon slaves, and even some flying swords that evolved into demon spirits, but he didn't find the clues he needed, and he regretted that the evil world didn't even send demon spirits to chase and kill. Aren't they looking for Dongfang Jue?

A thousand turns!

The cold light flowed, the figure moved, and in the blink of an eye, there were five more ice sculptures on the ground.

I don't know how much time passed, four of the five remaining ice sculptures were shattered, and the ice on the surface of one person actually began to melt a little bit, and finally the sword demon slave inside appeared.

The sword demon slave's dark eyes revealed a hint of clarity. In an instant, she became dazed again, and gradually the dazed dazed was invaded by darkness again, and she continued to wander through the forest with her sword in hand.

If Mu Weiming didn't leave. He must have been able to find out that this sword demon slave was cultivating the cold sword technique, and even her sword intent had a great relationship with the Ethereal Sword Sect.

I don't know how long it took to go, and the sword demon slaves that Mu Weiming encountered began to decrease, but once he encountered them. It was also an extremely powerful sword demon slave, and it would take him a little time to defeat.

"An altar, built about 300,000 years ago......"

After killing a mid-out-of-body Sword Demon Slave. Mu Weiming found an altar in its territory, the altar was six zhang high, built a long time ago, surrounded by weeds one person high, and a sword was inserted above the altar, and the bottom of the sword revealed a strange sword intent.

"Seals?"

After checking the surrounding environment, Mu Weiming felt a terrifying aura, and just as his hand was about to approach the long sword, the aura in the sky gathered into a vortex, and a yin-yang magic sword gradually took shape between the thunder and lightning, and the target of the yin-yang magic sword was Mu Weiming!

Bad!

Without thinking about it, Mu Weiming dodged and retreated under the altar, but the yin and yang magic sword was still condensed and did not dissipate, as if he intended to kill Mu Weiming, who was close to the altar.

It's just that the altar seal has been sealed for more than 300,000 years, and most of the spirit stones and sword intent in the array have already been consumed, so that the condensed Yin Yang Law Sword Power can feel too weak no matter how you look at it.

But judging from the trend of this Yin Yang magic sword gathering the surrounding aura, once it is formed, its power will be extremely terrifying!

Mu Weiming's face sank, he took a deep breath, the sword yuan around his body was running, a green lotus condensed in the palm of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the green lotus was condensed, and instantly floated towards the Yin and Yang magic sword, and there was an explosion, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the ten miles of wilderness around the altar were empty, and there was no sound in an instant.

After the dust wave, Mu Weiming slowly descended from the sky with a purple jade lantern and looked at the ancient altar.

The sword pointed at the condensation, and pointed towards the long sword on the altar, and a green lotus sword qi shot away in an instant.

The sword shattered and scattered all over the place, and the stone platform under the long sword also cracked inch by inch at this moment, slowly revealing the stone trough inlaid with spirit stones inside.

Mu Weiming saw that there were no more changes to the altar before he landed again, and with a flick of his long sleeves, the broken stone was dispersed, revealing the white lime left after the consumption of the best spirit stone in the stone trough.

This is an ancient and complicated sealing sword array, a total of one hundred and thirty-six top-grade spirit stones are inlaid, seeing this, Mu Weiming's heart flashed a trace of fear, if it weren't for the fact that the top-grade spirit stones here have gone through hundreds of thousands of consumption, and he only found out when he was about to run out in the end, otherwise he would most likely die in the Yin and Yang magic sword just now.

But which sect in the Sword Domain would use the Yin-Yang Magic Sword? With this Yin-Yang Magic Sword, which has been weakened countless times, it can threaten him, so what about the Yin-Yang Magic Sword in its heyday?

After thinking about it, Mu Weiming didn't think of the origin of this Yin Yang Magic Sword, I'm afraid he can only wait for the matter here to end and go back to the South Sword Pavilion to find information.

Mu Weiming retracted his thoughts and began to carefully observe the altar that broke the ban, and after a while, the lantern flew into the air, and the extremely cold lamp element was injected into the purple jade lamp, but he saw a cold light pouring down, and the altar was frozen in an instant, and then it shattered inch by inch in the extremely fast freezing, revealing a cold cave.

Standing at the mouth of the cave, Mu Weiming swept around the cave with his divine sense, who knew that soon after his divine sense entered, he encountered an obstacle that was difficult to pass through, which hindered his observation.

After thinking about it, Mu Weiming turned into light and entered the cave, the left and right walls and the ground in the cave are made of ancient bricks, and the top is paved with complete large stone strips, and the walls, ground and gaps are all bonded with mysterious substances to form a pattern, making it difficult to seep water in the cave.

The light was faint, illuminating the road in front of him, and Mu Weiming walked forward with full vigilance.

After about five miles into the cave, Mu Weiming arrived at a square with a radius of about 100 miles, and sixty-four stone pillars were set up around the square, each of which was carved with the figure of a peak swordsman, Shen Yun Yixian.

"Who are these people?"

Mu Weiming carefully observed the figure of each swordsman, trying to find some clues, but he didn't gain anything, but he still felt a very unique sword intent from each stone pillar.

"Inheritance?"

Mu Weiming shook his head, although the sword intent of these swordsmen was unique, it was still much worse than the sword intent he cultivated, so he left the square without stopping long and continued to explore inward.

After walking for another twelve miles, Mu Weiming arrived at a square again, this square was hundreds of times larger than the one he had encountered before, but there were no stone pillars around the square this time, but the stone carvings of thirty-six peerless swordsmen, and the sword intent in the stone carvings was restrained, making people dare not use their divine sense to contact lightly.

"En, ethereal sword intent, Qingping sword intent, and Haoyue sword intent...... Who are these people?"

Mu Weiming looked at these swordsmen in surprise, but unfortunately he didn't know any of them, and from the sword intent on these stone carvings, it was surmised that these people were peerless powerhouses when they were in the sword domain, and they might even be the peak of a generation.

"I have a legacy, and none of this is for me. That Haoyue Sword Intent ......" Mu Weiming's footsteps stopped, looked at the stone sculpture again, and inexplicably sensed it, I don't know what the reason is, "Strange feeling, forget it, I'll bring someone here after returning to the South Sword Pavilion." ”

Leaving the square, Mu Weiming carried the purple jade lantern and continued to explore the depths, this time the distance seemed to be relatively long, about two thousand miles before reaching the third square, this square is thousands of hectares in circumference, and there is a majestic hall about nine zhang high in the middle.

There are no statues in the square.

Mu Weiming glanced left and right, and walked straight to the main hall.

There is no word written on the plaque of the main hall, it should be a nameless hall, and there are two stone dragons carved in front of the hall door, exuding a faint dragon power, but even if the dragon power is very light, it is comparable to the coercion exuded by the ordinary distraction monks.

After carefully observing the surrounding environment, Mu Weiming carried the purple jade lantern, ignored Long Wei, pushed open the stone door and walked into the main hall.

There are ten chairs around the main hall, and on each chair sits a stone sculpture of a swordsman, or drinking, or talking, or laughing, or silent, or cultivating, the charm is different, and in front of the master's seat, there is a bronze sarcophagus horizontally.

The sarcophagus is old, the coffin is engraved with an ancient array of talismans, and a piece of blood gradually appears on the left side of the sarcophagus, the blood is dark red, I don't know how much time has passed, and the color does not seem to have undergone much change.

And on the right corner of the sarcophagus is an old everlasting lamp, but after hundreds of thousands of years, this everlasting lamp has long been extinguished and no longer bright.

Just when Mu Weiming was about to carry a lantern to observe the top of the main hall, the chandelier above his head suddenly lit up, and the light was bright, illuminating the entire hall, and at the same time, the ever-bright lamp on the sarcophagus burst to the ground without fire and spontaneously combusted, and the lamp swayed.

Suddenly, the music sounded, and the stone carvings of the swordsmen around Mu Weiming came to life one by one, raising their glasses to persuade them to drink and have a good conversation.

Mu Weiming suddenly felt chills all over his body, and then looked at the main hall in a blink of an eye, the bronze ancient crown was long gone, replaced by a middle-aged man in a golden crown and dragon robe, the middle-aged man seemed to be a little surprised by Mu Weiming's arrival, he looked at Mu Weiming coldly, and the terrifying sword power was silently suppressed! (To be continued......)