To be honest, as long as you get this sword mountain completely, you can probably undergo several transformations on the sword path and become a true god in the sword path.

However, although Ming Cang was excited, he did not start to get tired of his brain, but was thinking about something.

On the contrary, the disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion not far away could no longer wait.

Several disciples of the Enlightenment Pavilion swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. One of them seemed to have fallen into a demon, as if he was dominated by greed. His body flashed and he rushed towards Jianshan wildly. He held a sword in his hand, even his eyes were red.

However.

I just flew up and had not yet flew up the mountainside of Jianshan, suddenly...

"Click!"

A sword thunder fell from the sky, purple-red, subtle, narrow, but eye-catching.

It fell accurately on the disciple of the Encyclopedia Pavilion.

moment.

The body and soul of the disciple of the Encyclopedia Pavilion directly turned into ashes, and the sword he held in his hand was pulled by a force and was pulled onto the mountain of Jianshan, merged into the mountain, and became part of Jianshan.

Such a scene made the remaining disciples of the Hall of Life Pavilion who were eager to try and almost fell to the ground, with blood-colored faces and greedy desires poured a basin of cold water on their heads.

Ming Cang sneered.

Very disdainful.

soon.

Among those disciples of the Endless Peace Pavilion, one of them was a little knowledgeable. After thinking about it, he said, "We have to... we have to sit cross-legged, deduce the sword path, and communicate with Jianshan, so that we can have a chance to be recognized by Jianshan. Only by being recognized by Jianshan can we get benefits."

Ming Cang nodded, glanced at the disciple of the Endless Hall Pavilion who spoke, thinking that this guy had a little knowledge.

The next moment, the disciples of the Enlightenment Pavilion could not wait and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground.

Forced to stabilize your mind, observe Jianshan, deduce the sword way, evolve the sword rhyme, and comprehend the sword spirit.

And Ming Cang still did nothing, was in a hurry, and looked at the disciples of the Sentimental Pavilion with interest, as if they were waiting for something.

Time passes by minute by minute.

After about one stick of incense.

suddenly.

"Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff!Puff!!!"

At the same time, the disciples of the Senate Pavilion who were sitting cross-legged on the ground trying to observe Jianshan suddenly turned pale and vomited blood. They were suddenly so depressed that their breath was almost gone.

Almost died.

"Don't you have the ultimate talent on the sword path, and you dare to observe the sword mountain casually? It seems that it is right, but unfortunately, you don't have enough talent and can only backfire." Ming Cang commented.

outside world.

On the ancient battlefield.

Millions of people stared at the Immortal Source Mirror, and naturally saw Ming Cang and Jianshan. Before, everyone's eyes and attention were on Su Xuan, but they ignored the others. At this moment, with the appearance of Jianshan, it was thunder on the ground...

"Oh my god! Jian... Jianshan?"

"The legendary Jianshan really has it?"

"It's so spectacular, a sword mountain condensed by hundreds of millions of swords!"

"This is the existence that I sword cultivator most longed for? If you can come to the sword mountain in person, even if you pay the price of your life, what's wrong?"

............

The appearance of Jianshan stunned too many people.
Chapter completed!