Chapter 50: The sword corpse is coming! (Part 2)

As he observed these countless sword tombs, Yi Yuege's eyes became more and more serious, and it took him a long time to jump off the tombstone.

"How about it?"

Looking at Ning Huanzhen, Yi Yuege's eyes were solemn and said, "This sword formation seems to be the Nine Palace Sword Formation passed down from the ancient wilderness, but there seem to be eight gates and two abnormalities in the ten directions. They seem to be incompatible, but they seem to be echoing the first one, and they teach people not to touch the direction accurately."

"Nine Palace Sword Formation?" asked one of the disciples, "I have also seen this Nine Palace Sword Formation in the Library, and it seems that it is not the case."

His eyes lit up, and Yi Yuege looked at the junior brother who had attacked Luo Xinyu before, but he did not expect that he had a dabbling in the sword formation.

Nodding, Yi Yuege said, "You are right. The so-called Nine Palace Sword Formation, among which are the Nine Palaces, the One Palace Kan, the Two Palace Kun, the Three Palaces Zhen, the Four Palaces Xun, the Five Palaces, the Six Palaces Gan, the Seven Palaces Dui, the Eight Palaces Gen, and the Nine Palaces Li. The Nine Palaces are arranged by the Three Odds and Six Odds, and the Six Odds are Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui; the Three Odds are Yi Odds, Bing Qi, and Ding Qi."

After pausing, Yi Yuege continued: "But the Nine Palaces here are different. The six-character and three-character placings are completely confused. There are eight gates and ten directions mixed in it. This time, it is difficult to find the location of the portal."

His face looked a little ugly, Ning Huanzhen said, "Is there really nothing I can do?"

Being trapped here will lose all hope.

After chanting for a while, Yi Yuege once again circled the dozen tombstones around him and said, "Maybe he can only take a try."

"How to fight?" Ning Huanzhen's heart moved, as long as there is hope.

"The variables in the Nine Palace Sword Formation are Eight Gate and Ten Directions. The Eight Gate are Xiu Gate, Sheng Gate, Shue Gate, Du Gate, Jing Gate, Jing Gate, Open Gate; the Ten Directions are the heaven, the earth, east, south, west, north, Sheng Gate, death position, past, future. I calculated it and found that the death gate of the eight gates and the death position of the ten directions overlapped together. The method of the sword formation says: put it in death and then live. If nothing is wrong, you can reach the inheritance by walking towards the death gate."

Speaking of this, Yi Yuege showed a hesitant look on his face and said in a deep voice: "But if you are wrong, you will be in chaos in this direction and you will never find a way out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ning Huanzhen raised his head and looked at him with a steady look. Yi Yuege was surprised to have a fever of "desperate" and even years of kendo cultivation could not suppress it.

"Since you are putting it to death and then you have to plan to put it to death and then you are going to live there. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster, a fall or an opportunity, let's look below." His eyes glanced at the other two disciples, and Ning Huanzhen said, "Are you willing to take risks together?"

From Ning Huanzhen's eyes, the two disciples seemed to see infinite firm will. Although the will is untouchable, at this time, the two felt that they really saw it.

The previous timid seemed to evaporate from my heart all at once, and the eyes of the two disciples returned to their previous calmness.

"I wish to die with my senior brother!"

I wish to die with my senior brother!

Although it is only six words, it is enough.

"Yue Ge, lead the way!"

Yi Yuege was stunned. In my memory, this was the first time Ning Huanzhen called her like this. But speaking of it, at this moment, she was already very satisfied with this call. In so many years, there has never been a day like she has been as satisfied as she is today. Although she is in such a sword formation, since she has reached this point, what else can I be afraid of?

The four of them followed Yi Yuege and began to shuttle in the gloomy endless sword tomb. The wind whistled. As the four of them went deeper, the air around them became colder. The ice ling that was originally the size of a fingernail had completely turned into the size of a baby's fist, and the bone-black chill was attacking her body. Although the four of them had a profound cultivation level, they still couldn't help but chill at the same time here.

Not only is it cold, the yin energy here is too heavy. These countless sword tombs were buried deep under the ancient tomb city, and they did not float on the ground until today. The yin energy that has accumulated endless years was released suddenly, which is really terrible. If it were ordinary swordsmen in the sword body realm, or even some innate swordsmen who had just entered the sword Yuan realm, they would have become a piece of ice when they arrived here, not to mention that they could persist until now. That would be impossible.

Although the cold air here is getting heavier, Yi Yuege and the other two are becoming more and more happy. The heavier the cold air is, doesn’t it mean that they are approaching infinitely towards the tomb of the Sword Lord, right? As the Sword Lord, the yin energy of the Sword Tomb will definitely be much heavier than the ordinary tomb "就". In this way, the previous choice is correct.

After walking for several miles, the cold air around finally reached its peak. Even if the four of them were all at the level of the sword master, they all used their sword energy to protect themselves. A layer of cold current had already appeared around them, and some gray-white black ice aura filled the entire space.

“There’s there!”

Under the guidance of Yi Yuege, the four of them stepped through the eight sects and ten directions at the same time. After turning a tombstone, a disciple finally exclaimed in surprise.

Because in front of them, a huge tombstone nearly a hundred feet high appeared. The tombstone was filled with five colors of spiritual light, and at the same time it was filled with the almost real mysterious ice aura. A rich and vast wild aura spread out. At this moment, in front of this tombstone, Ning Huanzhen and the other four felt so small that they almost felt ashamed of themselves.

"Is this the tomb of the Sword Lord?" a disciple asked carefully.

"The Five Elements Sword Lord, who cultivates the Five Elements Sword Qi, looks at the flow of the Five Elements on the tombstone, which is obviously different from the surrounding sword tombs. In this way, since the ancient wilderness period, it has been passed down for endless years, and can maintain such Five Elements on the tombstone. Who else can be there besides the Sword Lord?"

"We have found the inheritance." The two disciples could hardly believe their eyes. The gathering of these seven sects, the masters were found in the first place by the Fuyun Sect, whose strength seemed ordinary.

At this moment, in front of this tombstone, there is an ancient Temple of Heaven, which is a five-angle square stone platform. There are many mysterious sword marks carved on the stone platform. Although I didn't look carefully, the sharp sword energy revealed on it is still terrifying even if it has been separated by endless years.

"Senior Brother, go!" But the disciple who wanted to use his sword to kill Luo Xinyu before said first, "My Fuyun Sect has the highest cultivation level. Whether it is innate qualifications or acquired enlightenment, it is well-deserved first. The inheritance of this sword master is inherited by the senior brother, and it will definitely be able to break through to a higher level."

Without any consideration, Ning Huanzhen flatly refused: "No, we are brothers and brothers. Although we regard me as our respect on weekdays, this inheritance is not my own merit, so how can I enjoy it alone?"

"Please accept the inheritance of the elder brother!" Another disciple also spoke after a moment of silence.

"you--"

"Accept it," Yi Yuege whispered, "Their choice is correct. The inheritance of this sword master is not a matter of one person. The path to sword path is small, and the prosperity of the sect is great!"

"The path of swordsmanship is small, and the prosperity of the sect is great!" Ning Huanzhen murmured, and finally nodded.

He bowed to Yi Yuege and the other two, but Yi Yuege and the other two did not dodge. This time, Ning really owe them.

After calming down, he took down the Qinggang Sword and handed it to Yi Yuege. Ning really came to the Temple of Heaven solemnly.

The sword energy on the body converged into the body, allowing the surrounding Xuanyi Qi to invade the body. Ning Huanzhen's face showed an extremely pious expression, and put his right hand on the Temple of Heaven, and combined it with the huge palm print that had sunk.

Buzz —

In an instant, the ancient Temple of Heaven suddenly emitted a sarcastic sword roar, and then a strange wave spread. Under the surprised gaze of Yi Yuege and the other two, the five-colored spirit light on the tombstone did not shine as imagined, but suddenly converged in, leaving only the originally black and thick stone tablet standing there calmly.

The next moment, the tombstone, which was like a giant, began to tremble violently, and the earth suddenly made a dull sound. What surprised Ning Huanzhen and the other four was that the tombstones around them also began to tremble.

Scroll-

The clear sound of cracking came into my ears, stone chips fell, and smoke and dust spread from the ground.

Looking at the scene around him in disbelief, Yi Yuege said in amazement: "What's wrong?"

Indeed, Ning really didn't react at all. Obviously, the inheritance did not happen. So why did these tombstones start to collapse? Is the inheritance in the tomb? Did they guess they were wrong before?

roar--

But then, countless chilling roars interrupted the thoughts of the four people. When he felt something was wrong, Ning Huanzhen had quickly put his hand back, but it was still too late.

Accompanied by these terrifying roars, a thick and thick wild aura overflowed from these cracked tombs. Unlike the ancient tomb city and the wild aura filled with wild land outside, the overflowing wild aura seemed to contain endless tyranny and resentment, and at the same time, a surging sharp aura emanated.

Boom-

Finally, the tombstone completely collapsed. Then, under the unbelievable gaze of Ning Huanzhen and the other four, a pale arm stretched out from the tomb "acupuncture" that was broken by the sword tomb. A thick yin energy spread out, and the cold air around it increased a little more. Finally, the ice floating in the void could no longer bear the weight and fell from the air.

Looking at the thing about to appear vigilantly, a sharp sword energy emerged from Ning Huanzhen and the other four at the same time.

At the other end of the tomb group, Lu Qing stopped in surprise and looked at the tombstones that began to collapse around him, his eyes became solemn.
Chapter completed!