"What did you say?"

When Feng Jueyu resolutely expressed his intention to enter the Shijian Tower, several people present immediately cast surprised looks at him. No, that look was no longer surprised, but shocked with various complex meanings.

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After the four people looked at him in astonishment for a long time, Ban Cong was the first to stand up and stop him: "Sir, don't be reckless. This sword-picking tower is not a safe place. You will die if you go in."

Bao Yunlu also advised: "Little friend Feng, the danger level of the Sword Picking Tower is worse than that of Wuqiong Abyss. If you rush in rashly, you might be shattered to pieces before you even see the Zhengyang Sword Emperor."

Li Guiyuan said: "Yes, the Sword Picking Tower is both dangerous and a blessing for people with Xuanyuan bloodline. But if people without Xuanyuan bloodline break into the Sword Picking Tower, the restrictions there will be a hundred times stronger, even if

Even if a half-god expert enters the Sword Picking Tower, he has no absolute confidence that he will come out alive."

Xuanyuan Pheasant looked at Feng Jueyu quietly, with a solemn and angry expression. No one in the room knew the Sword Picking Tower better than her, a member of the clan with Xuanyuan bloodline.

"Feng Jueyu, you are so funny, you actually want to enter the Sword Picking Tower by yourself? I only knew you were brave before, but I didn't expect you to be very stupid."

Listening to Xuanyuan Pheasant's cold and angry voice, Feng Jueyu slowly raised his head.

Xuanyuan Pheasant said: "Our clan's sword-picking tower was refined by our ancestor Xuanyuan Wuding himself. There are a total of fifteen holy swords in the tower that can split the sky and split the earth. Each layer contains boundless and unfathomable sword skills.

First, for people in my clan to practice swordsmanship, they must first find the sword that belongs to their true destiny in the Hidden Sword Plain. Then, they can enter the Sword Picking Tower with their swords and start to understand and learn the swordsmanship from the first floor.

At the same time, this is also the place where the Sword Picking Tower tests the potential of the disciples in the clan."

Xuanyuan Pheasant first introduced the cultivation methods and rules of the Xuanyuan clan, and then got to the point and said: "In this tower, there are tens of thousands of years of hard work of our ancestors in cultivation. In ancient times, there were nine six people in total.

The formation masters at the upper level worked together to create each floor of the sword-picking tower. There is a powerful sword intention left by the ancestor Wuding. When facing people from the clan, this tower is mostly for consideration and urging. However, when encountering people from outside the clan,

Breaking in, the restrictions in the tower are fully opened, even if there are thousands of troops, it is absolutely impossible for a single person to leave this tower alive. Now you tell me that you want to enter the Sword Picking Tower as a foreigner, do you think my clan

Is the Sword Picking Tower in the game a joke? Or are you that stupid to begin with?"

Seeing that Xuanyuan Pheasant was angry, Ban Cong and the three of them were also confused. Although the goddesses each looked cold and cold, keeping away from strangers, most of the time, this was the little girl pretending to be noble and proud. In fact, Xuanyuan Pheasant was not always

It's angry.

But today, it can be seen that Xuanyuan Pheasant is very angry with Feng Jueyu.

Feng Jueyu also felt the anger and unkindness in Xuanyuan Pheasant's tone, but he didn't take it seriously.

Taking a step back, Feng Jueyu used the most sincere etiquette of a practitioner and cupped his hands at Xuanyuan Pheasant and said: "Miss Xuanyuan, it doesn't matter whether you think I'm stupid or joking. Mo Ling is probably already in the abyss at this moment.

, he got everything that was beneficial to him. I don’t know how long it will take for him to integrate the original consciousness and the primary element, but I can guess that this time will definitely not be too long... The Anti-Magic Alliance has been paying attention to Qiong for hundreds of millions of years.

Yuan, I think there must be countless informants there, but Mo Ling still had a way to avoid the Anti-Demon Alliance's informants, and drove millions of strange demons to the Hongtu Star, leaving the Anti-Demon Alliance blind. You

I think if Mo Ling really gets the support of the strange demon, is it possible for our Hongtu Star to still exist?"

This question made the four of them stunned at the same time.

Feng Jueyu was right. What he was most worried about was that Mo Ling could avoid the Anti-Demon Alliance and allow the Qiongyuan alien demons that had been banned for tens of millions of years to leave Qiongyuan. This result was unimaginable and unbearable for everyone.

To put it bluntly, it's just Hongtu Star now. If someone can sneak out of Qiong Abyss with the Qiong Abyss Strange Demon in the future and attack the major cultivation stars, wouldn't it be a disaster for all life?

Feng Jueyu said again: "Mo Ling is the unstoppable overlord in Hongtu, and he is extremely powerful. Once he completely integrates his original consciousness and primary essence, I'm afraid no one in the world can make him afraid.

At the very least, Hongtu Star will inevitably become the home of the strange demons. Miss Xuanyuan, you might as well consider it from my standpoint. If someone brings Qiongyuan strange demons to sneak attack the Hidden Sword Plain, you clearly had the opportunity to stop it before, but you did not do so.

, thus endangering the Hidden Sword Plain, will you regret it?"

The torture of the soul left Xuanyuan Pheasant speechless.

Xuanyuan Pheasant looked at Feng Jueyu solemnly, sighed and said: "I don't want you to enter Shijian Tower, but it's also for your own good. The sword power in this tower is extraordinary, but your words are not unreasonable. Since

If you want to enter the tower, I will not stop you, but there is something we must say up front: if a foreigner enters the tower, there will be no chance of death. You must be prepared to be wiped out in ashes at any time and at any time."

Feng Jueyu nodded heavily and said gratefully: "Thank you Miss Xuanyuan for reminding me. I'm already prepared."

Xuanyuan Pheasant saw that his advice was fruitless, so he could only sigh: "Well, since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you. Someone is coming..."

A crisp voice gave out a scolding sound, and the sword slave behind Xuanyuan Pheasant stood up: "Miss."

Xuanyuan Pheasant casually conjured up an exquisite little sword. This little sword was covered in silver light, with mottled patterns on the sword body. There was a faint majestic sword intent permeating the air. As soon as the sword came out, the entire Hidden Sword Plain seemed to resound.

The passionate fairy voice echoed loudly on the Hidden Sword Plain.

"Pass the order, my Xuanyuan family inherits the sword tower. Today, a foreign clan invites us. Ten thousand sword slaves will immediately form an array outside the tower to pay tribute..."

"As you command!"

The sword slave responded and walked away in the air. When he was in mid-air, he took out the long sword from behind and threw it into the sky.

"The foreign clan enters the tower, and the sword slaves form an array..."

Along with this cry, Xuanyuan Pheasant gently held up the small sword, and saw the mottled patterns on the sword emitting bright rays of light.

The world's sword glow!

"Buzz!"

There was a deafening tremor, and the entire Hidden Sword Plain fell silent. Feng Jueyu's face was full of astonishment. He didn't understand what Xuanyuan Pheasant was going to do, but he immediately saw tens of thousands of practitioners in that ancient city.

They soared into the sky and jumped into the sky one after another. All their faces showed disbelief. They stood back on both sides and rushed towards the sword-picking tower.

Outside the tall sword picker, sword slaves in full armor flew out one after another. There were a total of ten thousand men and women, with golden helmets covering their faces and spiritual armor on their bodies. Each of them carried a sword behind his back.

The weapon flew towards the sword-picking tower in an orderly manner, and in a moment, a huge sword array was formed.

The air condensed for about three seconds, and the small sword had already flown to the door of the Sword Picking Tower, straight into the sky, and hanging on the top of the tower. The mottled patterns spurted out streaks of light, and finally formed huge divine lights above the Picking Sword.

Patterns, auspicious energy spurts out, auspicious clouds emerge, and the Hidden Sword Plain suddenly shines with thousands of lights.

"Sacred Pattern?"

Feeling the majestic pressure released by the small sword and the tyrannical momentum brought by the dense divine words and charm patterns all over the sky, Feng Jueyu's eyes widened in wonder at this moment.

He had seen many holy patterns in the world, but this silver sword holy pattern brought him a powerful and profound threat.

This kind of holy pattern is simply extremely powerful...

Feng Jueyu was stunned. At the same time, he felt that the Tianzhui Sword on his body was emitting frequent and loud sword chants. Even the Tianzhui Sword also had the desire to fight.

"This... this is..." Feng Jueyu was a little confused.

At this time, Li Guiyuan's face flushed and he said: "Little friend Feng doesn't know something. This is the rule set by Patriarch Xuanyuan before he left. Whenever someone from outside the clan challenges the Sword Picking Tower, all Xuanyuan clan members must be included in the list."

Stand in formation to watch the ceremony to show respect."

"Also, I think it's better not to make the scene too big. I'll be under psychological pressure." Feng Jueyu was sweating on his forehead.

Ever since he saw the mottled patterns on the sword, Feng Jueyu didn't have much confidence in his own strength. Now hundreds of thousands of people have gathered to watch the ceremony. If he can't get into the tower, what's the point?

How embarrassing! What are the rules of this Xuanyuan clan? It affects people’s performance so much.

Feng Jueyu didn't want people to see him entering the tower, but due to the rules of picking up swords, he couldn't make the decision, so he could only let Xuanyuan Pheasant arrange everything.

Seeing Feng Jueyu looking a little depressed, Bao Yunlu explained: "Little friend Feng, if you should break into the tower, you can break into the tower. No one can interfere with the Xuanyuan clan's rules, and the profound meaning of the Xuanyuan ancestor's rules cannot be interfered with.

It’s hard to guess, but it’s just to encourage the disciples of the Xuanyuan clan to make progress.”

"How can cultivators from other clans break into the sword tower and encourage the disciples in the clan to make progress?" Feng Jueyu was puzzled.

Li Guiyuan said with a smile: "Think about it, if the foreign cultivators break into the Sword-Shifting Tower, they are dissatisfied with the prestige of the Sword-Shifting Tower. Once someone breaks through the tower to the top, it is equivalent to destroying the Xuanyuan clan's swordsmanship myth. In this way,

The disciples of the clan must work hard and cultivate stronger swordsmanship. On the contrary, if they fail to break through the tower and are wiped out, it also shows that the sword-picking tower has the reputation of being the best in the world. Aren’t the disciples of the clan more diligent and more confident? "

Feng Jueyu's eyes widened and he exclaimed in admiration: "Everyone on the left and right can inspire Xuanyuan disciples, right? How did you come up with this truth? What a talented person."

While everyone was talking, the Xuanyuan clan was ready. Tens of thousands of sword slaves were arrayed outside the tower, and the silver tower swords were suspended in the air. Hundreds of thousands of people were watching. This scene was really grand.

Feng Jueyu was a little shy, but when he thought that Mo Ling was still on the run, he immediately calmed down, cupped his hands at Xuanyuan Pheasant and said, "Miss Xuanyuan, I'll offend you."

After saying that, Feng Jueyu jumped into the sky and flew straight to the Sword Picking Tower.

At the same time, Ban Cong, Bao Yunlu, and Li Guiyuan took out the communication crystals and started playing with them in private. The foreign cultivators broke into the sword tower. This was a major event that shocked the stars. They wanted to spread the news.

Let your friends and relatives come to watch the ceremony together.

Tens of breaths later, Feng Jueyu arrived in front of the Sword Picking Tower. He saw that around the tall tower, there were large and small sword shadows emerging out of thin air. Waves of oppressive power were released from those sword shadows in a steady stream.

They were putting pressure on him. Before he even entered the tower, he felt the infinite sword intent permeating all around, making him nervous and nervous.

"What a sword-picking tower. It's really powerful."
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