Ling Chen, everyone is watching!

Yunxiao, no one is paying attention...

It was getting dark when it was his turn, and everyone was gone.

There was no other way. He submitted the list only after he came and was placed at the end.

There is no finale in Mu Jianli.

The last ones to come are usually cats and dogs.

"Come on." The person in charge was also tired and couldn't speak. He just waited for the last Mu Jian to finish get off work.

"yes."

Yun Xiao stepped onto the black altar, stepped on a thick layer of blood, and stood under the colorful eternal sword.

The night is a little quiet.

Wind, slightly cool.

Smelling the smell of blood, people's enthusiasm for the sword to banish the immortal still lingers in the air.

"On the immortal road, there are countless demons, demons, and gods from all over the world."

interesting!

Is it because the Immortal Creation has fallen, disrupted the way of heaven, and everything has become disordered?

Yun Xiao let out a breath of turbid air, but his heart settled down.

"Come!"

With no one paying attention, he stood alone between the vast sky and the earth, holding out the three-foot green blade in his hand and looking at the thousand-foot divine and eternal sword!

"Sword, come down!"

Buzz!

The Immortal Sword shook slightly, then settled as before, gradually colliding with the tip of the Heavenly Burial Sword.

"Millions of Sword Intentions!"

Yun Xiao has not yet achieved his Taoist heart, and has not yet opened the bridge with his sword intention. However, the moment the million sword intentions came into contact with the Heavenly Burying Sword Soul, he felt as if he had fallen into a sea of ​​colorful swords.

In this vast ocean, every sword seems to have come alive, becoming agile and interesting, spinning around Yun Xiao like an elf.

"Is sword intention like life?"

No wonder they think sword intent is so important.

Yun Xiao realized it instantly.

This is not life in the ordinary sense, but a spirit that exists in heaven and earth and is condensed from thoughts.

The soul of the sword can die, but the intention of the sword will last forever!

In an instant, a storm of sword intent arose in Yun Xiao's mind, and millions of sword intent flew past.

After that, his eyes seemed to be colorful.

In the night, everything was very quiet, except for Yun Xiao who slowly closed his eyes, with a warm and peaceful smile hidden at the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't there a sound?" The person in charge of the sword market sighed slightly. He had just seen Yun Xiao's sword sword with high levels and thought he would be a finishing genius.

It turns out that I can’t enter the Sword Ruins!

From then on, you will be a passerby in the Eternal Sword Prison.

He stood up and prepared to close the stall and leave.

And at this moment——

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The six clear sword sounds of the Immortal Sword echoed between heaven and earth.

It sounds a little rushed.

Now that it is night, the sound of the sword sounds more crisp and sweet.

"Disciple of the Supreme Master?" The person in charge's eyes lit up, and then he turned back to look at Yun Xiao with relief. At the same time, he waved to several disciples and said: "Go to the Supreme Master Pavilion and inform the Supreme Elders that the last one in Mu Jianli is the Supreme Master.

Disciples, let them come out and recruit disciples."

"yes!"

Those disciples glanced at Yun Xiao enviously and turned around to go in.

In fact, he didn't need to say anything. Such rapid and continuous six sword sounds had already spread throughout the Sword Ruins, attracting the attention of many people.

Sword cultivators from various places who were originally preparing to leave were also attracted by these six sword sounds.

At the Mujian Altar, the heat is rising.

Just when many people's eyes turned to him again, suddenly, there was another clear sword cry, which resounded throughout the sky.

when!

"The sword rang seven times, and the prison master's door opened! The Holy Son of the Emperor Star?" The person in charge was confused and looked around blankly.

Sure enough, in front of the young man in white, the golden prison lord's door opened again!

A stalwart figure appeared among them and looked at Yun Xiao with some surprise.

"Today in the Sword Ruins, a Sword Exiled Immortal and a Holy Son of the Emperor Star were born?"

boom!

The sword market was shaken.

Many people heard the noise and rushed out again.

The people who were far away outside the Sword Market heard the noise and immediately turned around with their swords.

Tens of thousands of sword sects, hundreds of peak masters, a dozen supreme elders and ancestor Sikong all rushed out with swords and looked at Yun Xiao.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know him, I've never seen him before."

Countless people were in the fog.

Many of the strong men in the Sword Ruins also looked astonished.

"It's him!"

In the corner, Bai Wuque, who was already pale, collapsed to the ground.

"how come……"

As for his mother, Bai Qingxue, it was also difficult to stand firm, her beautiful eyes somewhat blank.

She brought back two sons to accompany her, a Sword Exiled Immortal and an Emperor Star Holy Son?

Bai Wuque clearly surpassed himself!

But in front of these two monsters, he was as humble as a straw dog.

"I will give birth to another swordsman genius from my eternal sword prison!"

At this moment, the dead night finally boils again.

Even if it's not as good as the one during the day, it still has a good ending.

However, soon, the eighth sword cry erupted from the vibration of the eternal sword!

when--!

A sound that shocked the world.

"Eight sword sounds, Son of God Haori!" Bai Wuque choked.

"This..." Bai Qingxue held her son's arm tightly, fearing that he would collapse.

The sword market was completely shaken.

A large number of peak masters, supreme elders, and ancestors filed out.

In the distant world, countless people returned with swords to watch this incredible miracle again.

Even the Lord of Sword Prison stood up again that day, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"A Son of God Haori is enough for me to live forever in the Sword Prison and fight for dominance in the Nine Hells. But now..."

More crazy!

Mu Jianli, who had lost his enthusiasm, almost returned to his peak at this moment. Countless thoughts rushed out of the sword ruins and gathered on Yun Xiao!

And in front of the sword tomb!

Ling Chen is preparing to step into the Sword Tomb with the Withered Old Man!

boom!
To be continued...