I saw a sword energy surged in the magma that had been surging for thousands of years on the strange peak dozens of miles away, as if thousands of swords woke up from the sword tomb and summoned their former masters.

The sword intent of the sky rushed straight into the sky.

The swamp that has been misty for thousands of years makes a gurgling sound, and bubbles seem to respond to the sword intent deep in the sky.

Suddenly a strong wind blew.

Countless figures emerged from the depths of the swamp, and they stepped up the clouds and echoed each other's sword intent.

This scene fell in Gu Yusheng's eyes, a scene he had never seen before in his life: in this swamp, tens of thousands of dead sword cultivators were asleep, their bones were depressed and fell, but their souls were still there.

Under the misty poisonous miasma, there were a series of wild bones like a huge shadow. These wild bones were larger than dragon skeletons, and the wild aura was silent and powerful.

The giant eye in the sky shot out a dark light.

Instantly.

The dead ancient wild beasts seemed to wake up.

The dead sword cultivator and the dead wild beast fought fiercely in this foggy poisonous swamp.

The scene in front of me seems to restore the scene from the war.

Gu Yusheng at this moment.

Like the traveler of time, he could only watch this ancient battle. With his current situation, not to mention his body cannot move, even if he can move, he seems so small and as small as dust under the great battle between tens of thousands of sword cultivators who cut wild beasts.

Suddenly.

In Gu Yusheng's mind, he recalled the ruins of the world that he saw in the vast forest when he was traveling eastward.

Maybe.

People in this world have also faced real crises and sufferings.

Fight with the sky.

Fight with beasts.

"kill!"

The hoarse fighting sounds that have passed by thousands of years are still free in Gu Yusheng's mind, and the stern sword intent responds to the ever-destroying soul of a thousand years.

The wild beasts that suddenly broke into are the mortal enemies of these immortal heroes.

Their souls are constantly destroyed by that eye and its tentacles.

The broken swords of sand dissipated one by one.

The sound of the sword roars and the whistling urges people.

It seemed as if it was sighing with the same fate as the master, and it seemed to respond to the final reunion with the sword master.

Sword is not a sword.

No spirit or intention.

Thousands of years later, we can still respond to the wishes of the deceased master.

After the waterfall, Gu Yusheng had already crawled out of the water without realizing it. He looked at the sword intent intertwined in the sky and the passing heroes of sword cultivators. What they held was an invisible sword after all.

The real sword.

Sleeping in the sword tomb.

If they could really hold the sword in their hands.

What is a wild beast?

The human sword hidden in the sword box is clanging. It once merged the sword intent of thousands of guardian swords and killing swords in the sword tomb.

now.

Those heroic sword cultivators in the sky have no sword available.

"Take the sword!"

The immortal belief of the sword cultivator thousands of years ago made Gu Yusheng's blood boil.

He opened the spirit gourd.

In an instant.

Countless sword intents flew out of the spirit gourd.

Gu Yusheng raised his head and drank a sip of the banished immortal wine, as if all the pain was suppressed.

The sword on earth comes out.

Walking on the sword.

Run to another strange peak!

Take the sword today.

For the heroes of the world.

The roaring sword turned into a starlight that ran across the wilderness.

The wild beast in the sky opened its eyes and locked Gu Yusheng at the first time.

A long tentacle explored Gu Yusheng.

"Form a formation!"

Thousands of heroic spirits used their souls as swords to block the huge tentacle.

"Young man, take my sword."

A Confucian scholar's sleeves were swaying, and his mighty spirit filled the sky, turning into a pen, and a stroke was expressed horizontally. A long word "一" fell in the sky, and the ink was like a long river.

Gu Yusheng stepped on the Mohe River, and the sword gallbladder hidden in the human sword was shining brightly.

There were dozens of miles of poisonous miasma swamp, and the miasma could no longer be close to Gu Yusheng.

The surging magma became clearer and clearer in Gu Yusheng's eyes.

The sword tomb that has been constructed for thousands of years, the Five Elements Fire Talisman still exists. Under the powerful barrier, I don’t know how many swords are sealed.

But before Gu Yusheng's figure fell, he saw that there was a figure as bright as a sword in the north and south of the sword tomb. Two figures guarded each other and looked at Gu Yusheng with a playful look.

"Oh, the Lord is here."

One of them smiled sinisterly.

The other person held his arms with his hands, his eyes flashing with strange lights.

"The fourth brother, don't be careless. If the fifth brother goes back on the first day, he probably dies. The sword he just now is very strong, maybe he killed it."

"I understand, understand."

The people talking on both sides of the sword tomb were the sword servants who came from the upper realm. However, for some reason, the two of them went to the sword tomb where the sword tomb was sealed, but did not take the sword, as if they were waiting specifically for Gu Yusheng.

When Gu Yusheng saw the two figures, his brows frowned.

My luck seems to be very bad today.

Gu Yusheng didn't say much. He raised his finger and two huge sword energy shot towards the two of them at the same time.

Swish! Swish!

The two of them almost stood still, and just raised their hands, they shattered Gu Yusheng's sword energy.

"That's all."

Feng Mao, the sword attendant standing south of the sword tomb, smiled sarcastically.

But before he finished speaking, he heard Lei Yin, the sword attendant in the north shouting: "Be careful."

Um?

The sword energy that had just been shattered suddenly condensed into silk again, and the fine sword thread cut a fine hole into Feng Mao's sleeve.

"snort!"

Feng Mao was furious when he saw this, and he also pointed his fingers a little. There was a strong wind condensed between his index finger and middle finger, and the sword energy was wrapped around him. The cicada wing and sword blade looked at Gu Yusheng a little.

Gu Yusheng returned to the harrier in the air, and the crisp sound of the sword on earth was hit by the invisible sword energy.

Gu Yusheng's mind moved, and he used the sword return box, and the dragon-slashed sword, and the sword energy slashed backwards.

I heard another sound.

The two consecutive wind slashes used by Feng Mao were easily resolved by Gu Yusheng.

Seeing this, Feng Mao showed an accident on his face. He could control the wind as a sword, and every sword energy slash could hide in the wind. Gu Yusheng could avoid the first sword, but he was not interested.

But the real killer move is the hidden sword energy behind it.

This style of Feng Xiu Slash allowed him to successfully attack many powerful people.

But unexpectedly, someone could see through this cage in the lower realm.

But he didn't care, and there was a touch of playfulness in his eyes.
To be continued...