Chapter 1115. Use the sword as a tomb and rest in the grave?
Ji Lanxin heard someone disrespecting her. Although there was a trace of dissatisfaction on her face, she was snickering in her heart. She had no intention of helping. Instead, she spread her hands towards Chu Youwei who was kneeling on the ground, looking helpless.
Demeanor: "Look, someone has an opinion. In the current situation, even if I want to help you, there is nothing I can do. You can only resign yourself to fate."
When Chu Youwei heard this, her blood-covered face suddenly became filled with anger, and she glared angrily at Ji Lanxin.
But the latter ignored it, only gave Chu Youwei an indifferent look, and then continued to direct a group of formation masters to instill and repair the last vacancy.
Chu Youwei's eyes were full of resentment. It was hard for her to accept such a result after being humiliated. She was not willing to be played by Ji Lanxin like this. In anger, she raised her palm and struck at him.
boom!
Before Chu Youwei could get closer, the woman standing next to Ji Lan's body slapped her away with a palm.
The terrifying palm movement caused Chu Youwei to slide dozens of meters on the rough ground. Her clothes were worn in many places, and her originally delicate and fair skin became dripping with blood.
Boom!
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the huge gap at the intersection of the two mountains at the bottom of Pant Mountain. Countless sword monuments were also covered with cracks at some point.
Ji Lan felt something in her heart and said happily: "It's almost time. The formation here is almost complete. Let's work harder."
Chu Youwei weakly propped herself up from the ground, looking resentfully at the arrogant and beautiful Ji Lanxin in the distance. Comparing it with her scarred and embarrassed dog-like posture after being teased by him, she couldn't help but feel a sense of hatred in her heart.
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Suddenly, around his side, the sword monuments that had previously secretly appeared cracks suddenly began to crack on a large scale one after another, and the swords inside fell out one after another.
"The sword monument broke on its own!"
Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, which immediately alarmed everyone in the venue.
"How could the sword monument break on its own?"
Just when everyone was still surprised.
Nie Wushuang's figure was the first to rush out, and walked directly to a sword monument in the inner circle. Seeing that the sword inside had not completely fallen, he immediately drew his sword and slashed, and after several strikes, it broke open.
The remaining pressure of the formation on it easily obtained the sword inside.
Nie Wushuang's move immediately ignited the emotions of about a hundred soul masters in the Sword Stele Forest. The situation got out of control for a while, and everyone scattered and began to break the sword stele and snatch the sword contained within it.
Many formation masters who were originally ordered by Ji Lanxin to repair the last part of the formation also stopped at this time. Regardless of Ji Lanxin's call, they all held formation plates and joined the ranks of snatching the sword.
For a time, the sound of fighting continued, and mourning enveloped the surrounding areas.
Under the protection of Wei Yuan and Miao Ying, Ji Lanxin yelled unwillingly: "It's just a tiny bit missing, just a tiny bit missing. As long as we complete the formation here, all these swords will be ours! How could it be possible?
Like this? How could a perfectly good sword monument suddenly break into pieces on its own?"
Yan Nanqiu, who was hiding behind him, said without hesitation: "Is there someone who understands all the sword intent here? It broke..."
Ji Lanxin retorted without hesitation: "This is impossible!"
As he spoke, he looked toward the rumbling and shaking sound that was still coming from the center of Pant Mountain, suspecting that was the reason. Suddenly, he saw a strange giant pillar emerging from the center of the mountain and rising upwards.
Ji Lanxin's expression changed drastically, and she said in horror: "Then, what is that?"
As the strange giant pillar continued to rise, Ji Lanxin was surprised: "Why is there another diamond-shaped boulder coming out from underneath..."
"Why does that side look like... a sword?"
Yan Nanqiu frowned and looked around, and saw a strange building suddenly rising from the ground in the middle of the two mountains. It looked a bit like the handle and grid of a sword. But if it was really a sword, the sword would be too big. The sword alone
Both the hilt and the sword are as large as half a mountain.
In just a moment, the shock on their faces turned into horror.
"Really, what a sword!"
Ji Lan stared blankly at the scene in front of her. The giant sword that rose out of thin air finally reached the height of the clouds, which was much higher than Pantshan Mountain.
From a distance, the two mountains that look like trousers seem to have become the sword stand of the giant sword, holding the giant sword high from below.
As the giant sword flew across the sky, the sunlight that originally shone from the two mountains towards the Sword Stele Forest was also covered by its huge sword body, and the entire Sword Stele Forest became a bit dim.
Zizzi~
It was accompanied by strange sounds.
Ji Lan shivered unexpectedly, "Okay, it's so cold. Do you feel it?"
"It's the ice-cold formation!" Yan Nanqiu's eyes narrowed, and he already held a defensive formation plate in his hand. Looking in the direction of the sound, Yan Nanqiu couldn't help but feel happy in his eyes, "That giant sword looks like
There’s a door!”
Ji Lan was startled, an idea flashed in her mind, and she said joyfully: "Could it be...this is the 'main tomb' built by Ou Ye Longping!" Wei Yuan agreed: "With a sword as a tomb, there is no guarantee that it is really his tomb.
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"Hurry, the giant sword is freezing!" Yan Nanqiu shouted in horror: "Let's go in quickly before the ice freezes."
Ji Lanxin immediately responded. She knew well that there were so many swords in the Sword Stele Forest. If this was really Ou Ye Longping's mausoleum, the treasures there must be beyond imagination.
After seeing such an existence, the sword outside suddenly lost its fragrance, and Ji Lan no longer had any thoughts of fighting for it. Along with Yan Nanqiu and others, she took the lead in running towards the fine iron barrier at the tip of the giant sword.
Cast gate.
But before the two of them arrived at the iron gate, Sun Liuliu and his party from the Sun family took the lead and broke in from one side.
This made Ji Lanxin furious. Originally, she had invited Sun Liuliu and his men to join the supplementary formation, but they were rejected. Due to the latter's identity, she did not dare to say anything more, but she did not expect that the latter would
Waiting for her here, from the posture of Sun Liuliu and his entourage, it was obvious that they had already known the clues here, and even came to the mausoleum for this giant sword.
In the forest of sword monuments, under the terrifying chill, everyone's attention was attracted by the giant sword that appeared out of thin air. The battlefield that was originally full of constant fighting suddenly came to a standstill. A few sharp-eyed soul masters saw it for the first time.
There was an entrance at the bottom of the giant sword in Pant Mountain. He immediately stopped caring about fighting for the sword outside and quickly followed Ji Lanxin and others.
At this time, the handle of the towering giant sword has been covered with a thick layer of ice edges, and it is spreading downwards at an extremely fast speed. The sword grid, sword body, sword jaw...
As the chill spread, all the swords embedded with special blue crystal jade in the entire Forest of Sword Steles began to tremble, as if they had received some terrible pull.
Click~
Accompanied by a crisp sound.
The sword monument that Lu Feng understood was finally broken. The moment his consciousness returned, the terrifying sword intent that he inadvertently emitted made the charming woman beside him turn pale.
The moment Lu Feng came to his senses, he just glanced coldly at this charming woman, and then flew towards Chu Youwei.
Seeing that the blood on his forehead was already hanging down along both cheeks, his pale face had no color at all, the clothes on one side of his body were ragged and torn, and the skin was all scratched and bleeding...
Lu Feng's face suddenly darkened, filled with endless killing intent, and his deep and cold eyes looked straight at the giant sword, looking for Ji Lanxin's figure.
"Don't~"
Chu Youwei weakly supported the ground and pulled the corner of Lu Feng's clothes with one hand, not wanting the latter to show off and retaliate, "As long as you are fine, let's... leave here first~"