Xie Pingwu raised his eyes, looked directly at Xie Lin, and bowed his hands in a junior salute without being humble or overbearing, "Thank you very much, senior."

"This is what you deserve." Xie Lin smiled and became more kind and polite, "You are extremely talented, but the way of heaven seems not to tolerate you. From now on, you must be more careful in your practice."

Xie Pingwu smiled, "Senior Lao is worried. I will be cautious in the future and strive to become as strong as senior."

"We'll see over there." Xie Lin looked at Xie Pingwu with a smile and lowered his eyebrows, seeming to be very optimistic about this young man.

Gui Yu's pen fell into Du Qiusheng's hands. Du Qiusheng put it away and glanced at the several powerful figures on the high platform with some excitement.

"Kunwu Sword Tomb is on the side of Qiongshan Mountain. You can only go in for half an hour. When half an hour is up, you must come out immediately regardless of whether you have chosen the spiritual sword or not." Qiu Huanyu said.

Xie Pingwu and Du Qiusheng both nodded.

Qiu Huanyu led the three people to fly to the entrance of Kunwu Sword Tomb.

The sword energy inside the sword tomb was fierce, stirring up gusts of wind. The murderous intention was sharp and clear, with an indescribable and shocking feeling. The swords in the sword tomb were loud and clear. I don’t know why, but when the two of them arrived here

At that moment, the sword cry, which was not too noisy at first, suddenly exploded with a roar.

It was the first time for both Xie Pingwu and Du Qiusheng to see such a strong sword intent. They were a little taken aback, and then their eyes burst out with a radiant longing.

And so did the teenagers who were watching.

Kunwu Sword Tomb is the largest sword tomb in the world of immortality, and there are four immortal swords in it.

Three of them are in the hands of the current ancestor of the Changqing Sect, the leader of the Heyi Sect, and the sword-wielding elder of the Mingzhao Sect. The remaining one is the most powerful and arrogant among the four.

Fairy swords and fairy weapons are somewhat different.

Most of the weapon spirits are conceived by oneself, but the sword spirits of the fairy swords are all the sword spirits who have reached the ultimate realm. After the death of the senior sword cultivators, a trace of residual breath exists in them, allowing the person holding the sword to understand the swordsmanship and be far more powerful than the normal immortal swordsman.

A more powerful spiritual power.

"It would be great if I could take a look at the Immortal Sword Qiyuan."

"Dream, the leader didn't even see it back then."

"Is that the fairy sword Qiyuan that is said to have been used to kill the devil?"

"A fairy sword that can kill gods, this is probably more powerful than a divine weapon..."

"Damn it, doesn't this mean that no one has used this sword for five thousand years?"

"Yes, it is the dream sword of all our Huaxu Realm sword cultivators."

"...Am I the only one who thinks that going in and touching a high-grade spiritual sword will be the pinnacle of life?"

There were not many people whispering, and most people were looking at the Sword Tomb intently. After all, any spiritual sword in here is a top-grade magic weapon, and one outside is worth millions of spiritual stones.

And there are tens of thousands of them in this sword tomb!

Xie Pingwu was also a little excited.

After Du Qiusheng got the Fairy Sword Qiyuan, he really stopped keeping a low profile and quickly upgraded his skills to open up a harem.

"Sword Ming?" Qiu Huanyu frowned.

The head of the Heyi Sect caught Qiu Huanyu's gaze, shook his folding fan, and smiled a little casually and cunningly, "When I came here, the sound of the sword was louder, but..."

"It's just the buzzing sound of hundreds of spiritual swords."

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrier above the Sword Tomb exploded with a bang.

What was originally an extremely noisy sword cry suddenly caused everyone to almost become deafened on the spot. Wherever they looked, tens of thousands of spiritual swords were trembling and buzzing, and they were so excited that they seemed to be infected with non-biological epilepsy.

The head of the Heyi Sect retracted the smile on his lips in embarrassment and coughed lightly, "It seems that Qi Yuan..."

Qiu Huanyu said: "That's not necessarily true. Although these two children are also amazingly talented, the sword is not just about talent."

"Let them go in and take a look and they will know."

Qiu Huanyu said: "You go in."

It just so happened that the barrier was broken, so there was no need for them to open it.

Du Qiusheng took a step forward, braved the strong wind and walked in in front of Xie Pingwu, "Follow me."

The two of them walked to the entrance, and Du Qiusheng took the first step.

There was no exciting scene of the excited swords rushing up. Xie Pingwu breathed a sigh of relief and followed in. But at this moment, the swords that were still stuck on the sword mound went crazy and flew all over the sky with a clatter.

Rush towards the two of them!

Du Qiusheng: "!!"

Xie Pingwu: "!!!"

Just when the two of them thought they were not being stabbed like hedgehogs by tens of thousands of swords, a beautiful crimson long sword came out of the sword tomb and buzzed, and a sword intent that was so threatening that both of them were shocked was released.

come out.

The tens of thousands of swords seemed to be controlled by something, they all stopped, and then they were inserted back into their original positions with a clatter.

This scene was so exciting that even the people waiting outside the Sword Tomb were sweating.

Among them, the expression of the leader of the Heyi Sect was the most subtle.

"Qiyuan woke up unexpectedly." He murmured, as if talking to himself, "Qiyuan has been sleeping for so many years. Even if he wakes up occasionally, he still ignores people."

Among the four immortal swords, Qiyuan is the one with the longest history and the most powerful one.

So for so many years, no one looked down on Qiyuan.

Even if there is no owner who can make Qi Yuan's heart beat in five thousand years, it still does not affect the fact that this sword is a personal one. After all, it is not as good as Qi Yuan's three swords. The owners of each are all top tycoons in the world of immortality.

Shen Congyun was extremely excited.

He shook Lu Chen's arm and said: "Senior brother, senior brother, our Evergreen Sect is going to have two immortal sword masters!!!!"

Lu Chen was very calm, stuffed two melon seeds into his mouth, patted Shen Congyun's little head, "If you continue to embarrass the sect like this, the head brother will put us both in solitary confinement next time."

Inside the Sword Tomb.

Du Qiusheng was a little puzzled, but he could still see that the crimson sword was very powerful. The sword's intention was awe-inspiring and its spiritual energy was majestic, revealing an aura that could suppress tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual swords. It was definitely not an ordinary sword at first glance.

"Brother Du, go and pull out that sword." Xie Pingwu reminded him.

Du Qiusheng was slightly stunned before he came back to his senses from his obsession with the sword. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "Awu, go over and see if you can pull it out first."

Before Xie Pingwu could say anything, the crimson Qiyuan Sword shook with excitement.

Xie Pingwu said a little embarrassedly: "...Look, it's not happy."

Wake up, protagonist Zaizai, this is the hit fairy sword that my mother has arranged for you!

As Xie Pingwu finished these words, Qiyuan Jian Bang, who was originally shaken with excitement, suddenly flew out of the sword tomb, let out a long and crisp sword cry, and headed straight towards the two of them!

She is as enthusiastic as a middle school girl who throws herself into the arms of her boyfriend after school.
Chapter completed!