Chapter 267 Sword Tomb [In the Middle]

"Damn it, someone took the lead. No wonder he didn't encounter any obstacles when he came in."

At this moment, Zhuang Laoer's face was as gloomy as water. Since entering the Juntian Sword Pool, he has been unlucky except for the sword tomb. No... he found that the Sifang Sword is not good luck, but bad luck!

And the discovery of the Sifang Sword is the beginning of all bad luck!

Since discovering the Sifang Sword, he was defeated by a True Lord in Guiyi Middle School... The True Lord in the late stage of Guiyi is still short of killing. He is a Venerable in the Neigang stage. He is a figure standing at the peak of the mainland. He was actually defeated by a True Lord in the late stage of Guiyi. Not only is he not good-looking in appearance, but more importantly, the inner demon that has been left in his heart. If he does not get rid of this demon, his future cultivation will not be able to improve!

This is a great shame!

This is not all. When a great humiliation just happened, he was immediately forced to give up the qualification to enter the Four Saint Realm. This means that if there is no great contribution or collecting nine top-grade Yuan crystals in this life, then he will never be qualified to enter the Four Saint Realm again.

And great credit? That's a huge amount!

Although there are only two tasks in Tianji Hall that can directly return to the Four Saint Realms, one is to find the Yin-Yang Purple Extreme Divine Pill of the Ancient Dan Sect, this is no longer possible. According to their Tianji Hall, this pill has long been used by the descendants of the Dan Sect.

Another method is the Sifang Sword, which is his only chance, but with his own ability, it is too difficult! The current owner of the Sifang Sword is no match for him at all.

This was already unlucky enough. Unexpectedly, the Sword Forging Hall in the Juntian Sword Pool, which they valued most, was taken first. Not only did the Zixin Earth Fire, which could refine the magical artifact, disappear, but even the sword forging experience was not available!

The experience of making swords can cultivate a master of swords. If a master of swords is trained from him, although he will not be qualified to enter the Four Saint Realms immediately, with his previous contributions, it is not far from the gap.

But now he is being taken the lead!

"Wan Laoer, it must be Wan Laoer!"

Zhuang Laoer was proficient in the magical calculation of stars. He sensed slightly and immediately noticed the aura of Wanhe around him, and his face became even worse.

"Great Elder, Elder Yang Tian's body was found outside, and his soul was destroyed!" At this moment, a real person from the Tiandan stage hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly hugged a body and came in, kneeling on one knee.

Although the real person is not as arrogant as a cultivator in the cultivation world, he can be regarded as a master no matter where he is, and only the venerable in the inner stage can stand the real person's kneeling.

Zhuang Laoer rushed into the sword-making hall with his men. He had not searched the outside world before, so he did not find the True Lord of the Revelation Middle-stage of Tianji Hall who was devoured by the Soul-Devouring Demon Wolf.

"What!?"

When Zhuang Laoer heard this, his face became even more gloomy. Coupled with the previous stimulation of bad luck, he immediately spurted out golden blood in his lipstick.

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder..."

The disciples of Tianji Temple around him changed their faces when they saw Zhuang Laoer's situation and exclaimed. The true lord beside him even reached out to support Zhuang Laoer's body that almost fell down.

"I'm fine, Lei Ming, you will take all the disciples below the real person to search in the Sword Forging Hall, and all the others will go to the sword tomb with me!" Zhuang Laoer got rid of the support of the Zhenjun beside him, waved his hand, and ordered the real person who was kneeling on one knee.

"Yes, the Great Elder!" The real man named Lei Ming nodded respectfully and walked out again. When he came in again, some cultivators below the Tiandan stage were followed by him.

After Zhuang Laoer took a spiritual pill, he immediately walked towards the direction of the Sword Forging Hall.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Yang Tian's son is competing for the position of the chief of the Fatian City Hall. Now Yang Tian is dead. This position is yours. Why are you frowning?" Looking at the disappearing figure of the eldest elder Zhuang Lao Er, a charming woman in her twenties suddenly walked to Lei Ming and asked in a low voice.

Lei Ming glanced at the disciple he loved the most and looked stern: "It's good that Yang Tian died, but now it's in Juntian Sword Pool. Not only our Tianji Hall, we should be united in the outside world. Now that Yang Tian died, the power of our Tianji Hall is weak, and it is definitely not a good thing for us."

"Okay, don't say this, hurry up and complete the person assigned by the Great Elder, otherwise the Great Elder will blame you and I can't afford to take care of you." Seeing that his disciple was still asking, Remington waved his hand and ordered the monks below the real person behind: "Searching carefully for the Sword Forging Hall, you won't let go of an inch. If you can't complete the task assigned by the Great Elder, don't blame Lei for being rude!"

"Yes, Detective!"

The cultivators in the Tiandan stage are nothing in Fang Chen's eyes, but in the eyes of some cultivators below the Tiandan stage, they are unattainable, so naturally they dare not disobey any.

...

Although the Sword Forging Hall is the entrance to the Sword Tomb, it is not as Wan He said, the Sword Tomb is under the Sword Forging Hall.

As soon as they entered the secret passage, Fang Chen and the others saw a long passage. Although it was not dangerous, it was very long. Even at the speed of Wan He and Fang Chen, they had been walking for three days and three nights and had not seen any exit yet.

"My friend Fang, have we gone to the wrong place?" Wan He looked at Hei Youyou, the passage without seeing the exit, and looked at Fang Chen suspiciously.

Upon hearing this, Fang Chen felt a sense of laughter. This is what you said. The sword tomb is right below His Highness, and I still ask me, and I want to ask you.

However, Fang Chen would not say this, his face was cold, he looked ahead and said, "It should be nothing wrong. I sensed that the exit was ten thousand miles away."

"Ten thousand miles away."

Wan He was shocked and looked at Fang Chen incredibly. He was not surprised that the distance of ten thousand miles was far away. Although ten thousand miles was far away, ordinary people didn't know how long it would take to walk, but for a venerable like him in the inner Gang stage, it would take a while. He was surprised that Fang Chen could sense the situation ten thousand meters away.

You should know that even if it is her, the mental power of the early stage of the inner gang can only detect the situation of a radius of three thousand. If it is a straight line, it will be only five thousand miles at most, and it will never reach ten thousand miles. Fang Chen in front of her... let alone the inner gang stage, even the peak of Guiyi has not reached, it is only the late stage of Guiyi.

"No, ten thousand miles." Fang Chen did not explain, and suddenly accelerated.

Although Wan He was puzzled, he also followed Fang Chen to speed up. He didn't want to fall behind the latter. Although the latter's cultivation level was lower than that of him, he had all kinds of tricks. If he went too late, the other party would take away some important swords, which would be very unprofitable for Wangu Pavilion.

No one knows how many things are contained in the space ring. Unless they are tearing their faces apart, they will suffer a loss.

A distance of ten thousand miles, even if a monk in the Divine Condensation Stage can fly with all his strength, it will be within half an hour, not to mention a venerable in the Inner Gang Stage. In less than a moment, Wan He's mental power saw the light in front of him, and he was happy and quickly accelerated. However, at the same time, he was constantly alert. The closer he had years of experience, the more ambushed the treasure, the more mechanisms would be.

And... he was not very relieved about Fang Chen.

All of this was seen in Fang Chen's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel funny. His Eye of Judgment was fully used and he did not close it. Naturally, he could find that there was no danger ahead. Moreover, the sword cultivator acted with his original intention, so there were so many conspiracies and tricks.

Even if there is an ambush here, after so many years, it can still play a role, unless it is a divine puppet with clear goals and is definitely easy to discover.

Flying all the way, the two finally arrived at the entrance and slowly stopped, without walking forward, because at the entrance of the sword tomb, there was an arch, three meters tall, and there was no mechanism, but there were only some ancient words engraved on it.

On the horizontal plaque, the two words "Sword Tomb" emit a sharp light. Even though more than a million years have passed, there are still no traces of destruction.

On one side of the arch, there is a sword test stone with a large word "sword" engraved on it. Below it, there are some small words.

"Those who enter the sword tomb will be punished by the punishment of thousands of swords piercing the heart!"

As the great elder of Wangu Pavilion, Wanhe also has a copy of the remains. He naturally made a lot of preparations for the Juntian Sword Pool before, and learned some ancient civilizations. He could understand the simple words on it, and his face turned pale.

In the sword forest before entering the sword tomb, the sword rains were not very powerful, and he could not resist the ten thousand swords piercing the heart, let alone now there are ten thousand real swords!

After millions of years of precipitation, all that are left are swords, and the lowest one is also treasures. Imagine the bombardment of ten thousand swords, and the killing formation set up by the Immortal Sword Tomb...

The more he thought about it, the ugly the Wan He's face became. He didn't think the words on the sword test stone were fake or bluffing.

But if he wants him to go out like this, he will definitely not be willing to do so. Those are hundreds of thousands of swords. When he arrives at the door and then goes back, he will definitely not be willing to do so!

But...what can you do if you are unwilling to give up? Unless you can withstand the punishment of ten thousand swords piercing the heart, once you enter the sword tomb, you will only have the possibility of death!

Compared to the treasure, Wan He still valued his name. For a moment, he was confused and couldn't help looking at Fang Chen for help.

At this moment, Fang Chen had no strange expression on his face, but he was already very excited and finally achieved weight loss. This was specially created for himself. Whether it is the Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart or the Sword in the Sword Tomb, they are all tailor-made for himself!

If he had not accepted all the understanding of "Jun" about the swordsmanship, Fang Chen would have definitely believed that "Jun"'s achievements in the swordsmanship would never be as rumored by the outside world.
Chapter completed!