On this day, the Land of the Sword Shrine, which had been closed for a month, was reopened, and if the monks inside could not get out in time, they would follow the Land of the Sword Shrine and disappear into the Flood Continent, escaping into the void and entering the long years of exile. ()｛｝

Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, until the underground of the sword mound once came to the flood.

Because there are no Jindan monks in the land of the sword mound, even if there are monks who risk their lives and hide in the land of the sword mound, the highest cultivation is only the foundation building period, and the longevity is only more than 100 years. Once the Land of Sword Shrines reappears after a hundred years, the foundation monks of the Land of Sword Shrines will not withstand the erosion of time and sit here.

The most terrifying thing is that he has to bear the loneliness and desolation of the Sword Shrine alone, and no monk can cultivate here for a long time.

But it is undeniable that the land of the sword mound does have a great effect on sword cultivation, not only is the sword qi rich and essence, but the atmosphere of the sword mound is also extremely beneficial to the cultivation of the sword cultivation state of mind.

Lin Yi once speculated that with his mental "sexual" cultivation, he could persist here for two months at most, and if he stayed longer, he would easily go mad and his mood would be "chaotic".

A month is not a long time, and it is extremely short for the more than 1,000 monks of Sword Forging Villa. Everyone was able to fight side by side at the last moment, and they were all bloody and determined monks, confirming each other's cultivation experience, learning skills, and gaining a lot.

Many monks would occasionally come to Lin Yi to ask about the doubts and confusions in the cultivation, and Lin Yi naturally had no reservations and taught him.

Seeing that the separation was imminent, all the monks had a sense of sympathy in their hearts, and they had an indescribable special feeling for Lin Yi.

At this moment, the sword qi in the Land of the Sword Shrine suddenly became extremely violent and restless, as if it had been pulled by some kind of traction, and they rushed to one place one after another, and the heavens and the earth shook.

At this moment, the sky was dark, lightning and thunder roared, as if the end of the world had come.

Lin Yi frowned slightly, and Hua Li said in a deep voice on the side: "The land of the sword mound has been reopened, and the direction of the sword qi surging is the location where the gate of the sword mound is located. ”

Lin Yi nodded, no longer hesitated, and led a group of Honghuang monks to gallop towards the gate of the Sword Shrine.

Half an hour later, I saw trillions of sword qi frantically pouring into the void from a distance, and countless sword qi acted at the same time, actually tearing the void alive, creating a huge energy vortex, which was pitch black inside, and I don't know where it leads.

"The Gate of the Sword Shrine!"

The monks let out an exclamation.

The sword qi of the Sword Shrine Land continued to pour into this place, the energy vortex slowly rotated, and the gate of the Sword Shrine gradually stabilized.

This type of passage is somewhat familiar, back then in the Land of Gods and Demons, the Blazing Light shook the spatial nodes with the sound of a roar, opening up the road to the Flood Desolation.

"The gate of the sword mound must be to use the sword qi of the sword mound to forcibly open the node, although the means are different, but the effect is similar, and the sword mound is really full of mystery. Lin Yi secretly thought.

Hua Li said in a deep voice on the side: "The Gate of the Sword Shrine can only last for two hours, and after a little longer, the Gate of the Sword Shrine will become uneasy and slowly collapse. If you go out a little later, you won't be able to teleport out, or you will be teleported into the endless void, and you will never be able to return to the desolation. ”

Lin Yi led everyone to a nearby place, and when they saw a scene, the monks couldn't help but change their color slightly.

Nearly a thousand Honghuang monks had gathered near the Gate of the Sword Shrine, and these monks were all monks who had fled in a hurry when Lin Yi was fighting with Immortal Island, and none of them could break into the huge dark energy vortex.

Just because a huge pit collapsed on the ground of the Sword Shrine Gate, a hideous-faced primeval beast stared at the monks, blood flowed around the pit, and dozens of corpses lay horizontally.

The beast's eyes were red, and a pair of wings as thin as cicada wings were hidden on the back of its house-sized body, and its two pitch-black front claws were like two broad, sharp machetes, still dripping with fresh blood.

It was the primeval mole cricket that Lin Yi encountered when he first entered the land of the sword mound.

This beast stood in front of the Gate of the Sword Shrine like a small mountain, and no monk could break through its defenses and enter the energy vortex.

Some monks sacrificed spiritual weapons and smashed them at the primeval mole cricket, but the spiritual weapons smashed on it like an itch, and there was no harm at all. If the primeval mole cricket was interested and waved its giant claws, it would easily cut a group of spiritual weapons in half.

The eyes of the primeval mole cricket flashed with a cruel and ferocious scarlet light, but there was a kind of mockery.

It also does not take the initiative to attack, once a monk wants to break into the gate of the sword shrine, it will be ruthlessly killed, and no monk can stop the pitch-black giant claw with a chill.

The intention of the primeval mole cricket was obvious, and it did not take the initiative to kill, but just blocked it here, and did not allow the monks to go out of the place of the sword mound.

In just a quarter of an hour, there were already many Honghuang monks who relied on their secret techniques to hide the induction of the primeval mole cricket and break into the gate of the sword mound, but none of them were spared, and all of them fell.

There was a violent sword aura surging around the gate of the sword mound, but it was more of a killing aura, and this place turned out to be the tomb of many monks. This group of Honghuang monks escaped the pursuit of the immortal island monks, escaped the ravages of the sword qi storm, and were about to walk out of the sword mound unharmed, but they finally fell here, which couldn't help but make people sigh.

Cultivators seem to have infinite scenery, turning their hands into clouds and covering their hands into rain, but the way to cultivate is extremely difficult.

Lin Yi had fought the primeval mole cricket for a short time, and had a rough guess about its strength, and it would probably be difficult for an ordinary Jindan monk to break through the defenses of this fierce beast, let alone kill it.

Time passed minute by minute, and seeing that the gate of the Sword Shrine was only about to collapse in a quarter of an hour, more than 3,000 Honghuang monks in the Land of the Sword Shrine had already arrived, but all the monks were extremely anxious in their hearts. Once the Gate of the Sword Shrine collapses, it is almost equivalent to announcing the death of the monks.

The nearly 1,000 monks behind Lin Yi did not "show" their panicked "color", but were extremely quiet, for some reason, they stood behind Lin Yi, and they felt as if everything could be solved.

After the battle of Sword Forge Villa, they had an almost blind confidence in Lin Yi.

Lin Yi sighed, took out the Juque Sword, and said, "Now I can only count on this sword, with the power of Juque, maybe you can try it." ”

You must know that although the Juque Sword has no edge, the sword body is heavy and indestructible, and it may not be comfortable for the strength of the Ether Ancient Mole Ant to be smashed once. But this qiē was just Lin Yi's speculation, and he didn't really fight, and he didn't know if the Juque Sword could repel the Taigu Mole Cricket.

Lin Yi rushed over with nearly a thousand monks, and the monks near the gate of the sword mound made way one after another, and a flash of joy flashed in their eyes.

"Look, it's Muqing Daoyou. ”

"Yes, he's coming, there must be a way to get out, and we'll just follow him. ”

"With the giant sword, it should have helped us clear an obstacle. ”

The monks whispered and whispered.

A group of monks came over from the crowd, and the first one complained: "Why did Daoyou get the Juque Sword so late, and my sect has damaged many of its fellow sects. ”

"That's it, fellow Daoist, why are you still stunned, go and cut this fierce beast under the sword!"

Lin Yi was bored, swept his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and said coldly: "Get out! If you bother me again, I will kill you first!"

"You ......" the monk was angry, but he didn't dare to argue, and walked away.

"Hmph, what's the spirit, waiting to get out of the place of the sword mound, you feel good!"

"That's it, I really think the giant sword is his? hehe, out of here, look at how arrogant he is!"

Several monks stared at Lin Yi with vicious eyes, and whispered.

Lin Yi looked sideways slightly, squinting his eyes at those monks, and as soon as the faces of those people changed, they immediately shut up, silent as a chill, and the speed of change was admirable.

Lin Yi's strong posture of the outbreak of the battle against Xiandao, and the decisive killing, left too deep an impression on this group of monks.

Lin Yi left behind the nearly a thousand Honghuang monks behind him, and came to the ancient mole cricket not far from the body alone, pointing obliquely at the giant que, with a trace of solemnity between his eyebrows.

Lin Yi really didn't have any confidence in this battle, so he could only do his best.

"Whew!"

The primeval mole cricket obviously recognized Lin Yi as well, and the bloody mouth covered with saliva suddenly opened, letting out a piercing roar.

It was provoking Lin Yi, its eyes saw the giant sword in Lin Yi's hand, and a trace of fear obviously flashed, but it did not retreat in the slightest, but was a little excited and murderous.

The Taigu Mole Cricket obviously recognized the Juque Sword, but it still didn't flinch in the slightest, Lin Yi's heart sank, and he secretly exclaimed that it was not good.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and two blue 'colored' sword wings composed of more than a thousand sword qi were born behind him, standing in the air, and the attack was imminent!

Suddenly, Lin Yi's arms squirmed, the clothes on his chest were torn open a small slit, and a "hairy" little head stretched out, staring at the hazy sleepy eyes, and asked weakly: "Meow! are you going to fight again, it's so noisy......"

Lin Yi dared to be distracted, his eyes were fixed on the primeval mole cricket, and he felt a wave of slander in his heart. Now the shape is severe, and this little thing always adds to the "chaos".

At this moment, Lin Yi saw an extremely strange scene.

The ancient mole cricket's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Lin Yi, and his eyes swelled with incomparable shock and horror, and his huge body retreated little by little, hanging his head and letting out a whining sound.

Lin Yi can clearly feel the change of the ancient mole cricket, it is afraid!

Just as Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, the primeval mole cricket suddenly turned around and burrowed back into the pit, and its mountain-like body couldn't see the slightest clumsiness, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared. The ground swelled, and its breath quickly faded into the distance.

The monks were shocked, and their eyes changed again when they looked at Lin Yi. Where did they see the changes in this, only to see that Lin Yi had just raised the giant sword, and the primeval mole cricket was so frightened that he fled away.

The monks looked at the giant sword in Lin Yi's hand, and greed flashed in their eyes again.

A thought surged in the hearts of all the monks at the same time: "It is worthy of being a famous sword of the Eight Desolations, and it can actually repel an ancient fierce beast of this level!"

The mirror in Lin Yi's heart is by no means the reason for the Juque Sword.

When he just took out the giant sword, although the ancient mole cricket was afraid, it was not scared at all, but it was faintly excited and eager to try.

But the ancient mole cricket has changed so dramatically before and after, but it was after the little "confused" came up and said a word.

Lin Yi stared at the little "confused" with a strange expression.

The little "confused" was still childish, blinked his little eyes of the pitch-black wafer, and muttered: "Villain, don't look at me!"

After speaking, two snow-white little claws blindfolded his eyes, lowered his head, and re-entered Lin Yi's arms.