Sword Tomb, the most mysterious place in Sword Valley, is also a restricted area for everyone.
Even the owner of the valley, Shang Kedao, cannot easily enter it.
Because if you want to enter, you must get the approval of Sword Ancestor Yang Qingfeng. If he doesn't approve of you, you won't be able to break into the barrier.
So all this time, no one knew what was in the Sword Tomb, what dangers there were in the Sword Tomb, what was going on inside, etc. No one knew the specific situation.
Even if someone has gone in, such as Luo Wei, he will not tell others anything about the Sword Valley after he comes out.
There are just rumors that there is a sword clone of the Sword Ancestor in the Sword Tomb.
And the reason why it is called Sword Tomb is because it is the grave of the sword.
No one is allowed to enter with a sword.
When Zhou Wu arrived at the Jianzhong barrier, he lightly touched the barrier with his hand.
As soon as his hand touched it, a sword energy burst out and struck Zhou Wu instantly.
Fortunately, Zhou Wu was prepared. As soon as the sword energy came, he quickly struck it down with a palm, shattering both the immortal power and the sword energy.
But Zhou Wu's expression also changed.
This was such a powerful sword energy after just a slight touch. If he were to break through forcefully, the reaction level of the sword energy would probably be even stronger.
Zhou Wu stood there and thought for a while, then opened the Demon Eye.
As soon as the demon pupil opened, a ray of light suddenly pierced the barrier, and then the barrier shook continuously.
The eyes of the magic pupil can see through all obstacles in the world and break all formation restrictions.
However, at this moment, the Demonic Eyes failed.
Although the barrier shook continuously, it did not pierce the barrier. On the contrary, when the barrier was illuminated continuously, countless sword energy gathered in one place.
Zhou Wu was so frightened that he immediately closed his eyes.
As soon as his eyes closed, the barrier returned to normal, and Zhou Wu took a deep breath.
This enchantment is very strange, and the person who set it up is also very powerful.
This is a barrier formed by sword energy. It can be said that this is a sword net.
"Hoo~"
Zhou Wu breathed out, and after pondering for a moment, he stabbed his finger towards the barrier for the second time.
But this time, the power of creation was condensed on his fingertips.
The power of creation is the most powerful source of power in this world and the nemesis of all forces in this world.
There was a "buzz" sound, and sure enough, when the fingertips pierced the barrier this time, no sword energy was formed, and then the fingertips successfully penetrated the barrier and probed through.
Zhou Wu's eyes lit up, and then the power of creation surged through his body, and he took a step forward!
"Hoo~"
Without any obstruction, his body penetrated the barrier directly, and the barrier was not destroyed by him, and there was no sword energy to attack him.
This is the power of creation.
It can be said that good luck means good luck.
As soon as he entered the barrier, Zhou Wu saw a dark passage with marks from swords and axes on both sides.
After thinking for a while, he took out the Whip of Creation again, ready to take action at any time.
You know, Yang Qingfeng's sword clone is here, so if you are not careful, you will be killed.
Zhou Wu must be extremely alert.
He walked slowly in the dark passage, and tried his best to push forward with his mental strength.
Although his mental power seemed to be suppressed here, at least he could still reach a distance of two or three meters.
So his spirit is on high alert.
The passage was about fifty meters long, and it took him more than three minutes to walk all the way to the end.
At the end, there is a red maple leaf forest with many swords stuck in the forest. Some swords are rusty, some are black, some are gold, some are silver, etc.
There are no less than a thousand swords here, and all of them are at the level of spiritual weapons.
There is wind here, and the wind makes the leaves rustle.
And except for this maple forest and the spiritual sword stuck on the ground, there is nothing else here.
"No, there is no wind here. This is the wind formed by those sword energies."
At this time, Zhou Wu looked at the more than a thousand spiritual swords on the ground.
Each spiritual sword has a slight sword energy lingering around it, so more than a thousand swords form a small wind, blowing the leaves.
But where is the sword clone?
Zhou Wu squinted his eyes. This place was very strange. It could prevent him from releasing his huge mental power. Then there must be special items or even treasures here that can shield his mental power.
And at this moment, suddenly, among the more than a thousand spiritual swords, one sword suddenly shook violently.
Immediately afterwards, the shaking spiritual sword suddenly flew up upside down and stood straight in the air.
Zhou Wu looked up, his eyes cold.
And the sword also spun at an extremely fast speed. As it spun faster and faster, the sword turned into a shadow, the shadow of a person.
He is a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a Chinese character face and sword-shaped eyebrows, which makes him look extremely elegant.
He looked at Zhou Wudao indifferently: "What exactly do you want to do?"
have to……
This is Yang Qingfeng's sword clone, because the voice is Yang Qingfeng's voice.
He seemed a little angry because he didn't expect this person to enter his inheritance holy place.
That's right, this is the place where he inherited his legacy, the place where he taught swordsmanship and supernatural powers, and it is also his last private place.
He attained enlightenment here, started his career here, and ascended here.
It can be said that this is his lucky place.
However, now this place was actually invaded, so he was extremely angry.
Zhou Wu laughed all of a sudden, and finally walked forward, saying as he walked: "Where did you people from the immortal world come from? Point it out to me?"
"Huh, you're dreaming."
Yang Qingfeng seemed to be gathering ideas and momentum.
This is his clone. Although it is not as powerful as the original body, it is better than the clone condensed from the spiritual sword. It can be said that his clone can kill immortals with one strike of his sword.
"Shall we discuss it?"
At this time, Zhou Wu stopped and said.
Yang Qingfeng, who was gathering momentum, was stunned: "You want to discuss it with me now? Why didn't you discuss it before? Killed so many people in my Sword Valley?"
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to discuss it?"
Zhou Wu shouted: "Do you believe that I can whip you to death with just one whip?"
Zhou Wu shook the fairy whip of creation, and as soon as the whip was shaken, the power of creation rippled out in all directions.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
As soon as the power of creation came out, the sword energy on the more than a thousand spiritual swords was so frightened that they automatically retracted.
Even Yang Qingfeng's clone shuddered, stared at the Immortal Whip of Creation and said, "Are you...are you really using the Immortal Whip?"
In the fairy world, there is a legend about the fairy whip, and there are even countless imitations of the fairy whip in the fairy world.
However, the imitation is not as powerful as the real Immortal Whip.
So at this moment, Yang Qingfeng vaguely felt that the fairy whip in the opponent's hand was the legendary long-lost fairy whip.
This thing could kill an immortal with just one whip.
"Almost, Lao Yang, let me ask you, do you want to discuss it?" Zhou Wu said with a smile.
"I...you..."
Yang Qingfeng almost vomited blood. He was a respected senior, but now the other party called him Lao Yang.
But... shouldn't we discuss it? It seems that my clone is no match for the fairy whip.
Even if he sends people from the fairy world down again, they will all be killed by this guy, right?
After all, he could only send down a second-grade true immortal, whose level was too low and whose strength was too weak.