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Chapter five hundred and seventy-one: The place where the bones are buried!

Su Yi's eyes were solemn. Among the mountains ahead, a huge mountain was particularly eye-catching and magnificent.

The mountain peaks are like dozens of peaks combined, making them look extremely majestic.

From above the mountain, a mysterious aura faintly spread. Through the distant void, Su Yi felt quite uneasy for no reason.

This aura was the same as the intimidating aura that Su Yi felt twice outside.

"Swish..."

Soon, many disciples including Yun Lingfeng, Jiang Xiwen, Qin Fang flew out their feet and rushed forward.

Mu Yao, Ying Qianqian and Gong Qi also left each, and they didn't seem to want to fall behind.

"The ancestor left it on that mountain. We must be careful, it is not safe on the road." Situ Muyang said to Su Yi.

"We should be much faster than we fly over."

Su Yi curled a smile on his lips. Fuyao's ever-changing steps had already reached the third level, and could condense his vital energy and gain a lot of advantages.

"If you want to fly over, I promise you will regret it."

Situ Muyang smiled and looked at Su Yi and said, "It's just relatively safe now. We should try to restrain our breath as much as possible, otherwise it may cause danger."

"How is that..."

Su Yi frowned and looked at Mu Yao, leaving Liuyunchuan, Zhang Lingyun, Jian Shiyi and others. No wonder they all seemed to have not released much aura. It turned out that the more breaths they released, the greater the danger they might encounter.

The two of them joined together, and to display their vitality, heading towards the huge mountain.

In this space, the vision is dim, as if there is no sun.

Even a stream of air was floating in the air like black fog, like a huge ancient tomb buried underground, with a scent of palpitations everywhere.

The mountain stone paths are connected, and no grass grows, and there is a lot of vicissitudes and silence everywhere.

Su Yi was quite touched. He didn't know how many powerful people from the Divine Sword Sect had. When the oil lamp was exhausted, he walked into this place and finally buried it and sank it forever. This is the burial place for many powerful people from the Divine Sword Sect.

A moment later, Mu Yao, Yun Lingfeng, Liuyunchuan and others in front had disappeared.

There are more than one mountain path among the mountains, and they all lead to the most magnificent mountain ahead.

Not long after, a white skeleton sat cross-legged on a huge rock, and a mottled robe was covered with a badge on the Divine Sword Gate.

The skeleton had fluffy black hair covering his face, revealing a skull that was looming. A sword in front of him penetrated into the rock, covering it with dust.

Situ Muyang stepped forward, bent down respectfully and bowed respectfully, and said softly: "This is the ancestor of the Divine Sword Sect, who sits here at the end of the period."

Su Yi also came forward to salute. He was now considered a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. This is the body of the ancestors of the Divine Sword Sect. He sat here for a long time and felt awe.

Looking at the body of the skeleton in front of him, the powerful ancestors of the Divine Sword Sect, but the body on his body was like an ordinary bone, without any fluctuations in the aura and was dim and dull.

Su Yi looked carefully and even saw a dim and subtle black spot on the skeleton's body, as if it had been corroded by a mysterious aura.

"This sword is also a treasure, at least it has reached the level of Taoist instruments."

Situ Muyang said to Su Yi that a dusty sword in front of this ancestor's powerful man was at least at the level of Taoist instruments and a treasure.

"Daouu..."

Upon hearing this, Su Yi's eyes suddenly shone, and he immediately stared at the dusty sword.

A sword at the level of Taoist artifacts, even at the level of Taoist artifacts, is equivalent to being priceless.

Weapon level, Yuan soldiers, Xuan soldiers, spiritual soldiers, Taoist weapons, magic weapons, and holy weapons.

Weapons at the level of spiritual weapons have been psychic and can complement the master.

And weapons at the level of Taoist weapons are said to have already carried Taoism and can be integrated with the master.

"Don't look at it. Although this is a treasure, the Taoist weapon has a spirit. It will choose its own master. You can try to communicate. Maybe it will choose you. However, you can only take away one treasure in the Divine Sword Valley. If you choose something else, you will not be able to get the one left by the ancestor." Situ Muyang told Su Yi.

"How is that..."

Su Yi suddenly shook his head. Although this sword at the level of the weapon is a treasure, the biggest goal of entering the Divine Sword Valley was left by the ancestor of the Divine Sword Sect.

No wonder every time a disciple from the Divine Sword Sect comes in, someone must have passed by here, but he did not take the sword away.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, at this moment, the dusty sword suddenly trembled, the dust shook, and a light filled out.

This light carried a strange black mist, filled with a terrifying aura.

"Swish..."

The skeleton that had already transformed into a sitting suddenly shot out from its deep eye sockets. The latest `*Chapter R_Section I Cool Jiang a.com

"boom!"

A chilling breath suddenly swept through the fluffy black hair covering her face, and the ragged robes were shaking.

"Swish..."

Everything was as fast as lightning, and the sitting skeleton suddenly came alive. He waved his hand and pulled out the sword in front of him. A sword light was like lightning, slashing directly at Su Yi and Situ Muyang.

"not good!"

Su Yi's expression changed drastically, and Fu Yao's steps were urged to the extreme. He pulled Situ Muyang, who was still unresponsive, and retreated suddenly.

"boom……"

As the sword light passed, a long crack was cut open on the ground, gravel stormed, and sand flew away from the stones.

"What's going on."

Situ Muyang came back to his senses and was still scared. If Su Yi hadn't just left, the consequences of this sword could be imagined.

"Go up the mountain, go quickly..."

Just as Su Yi and Situ Muyang were ready for battle and his face changed, the skeleton suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse and hoarse, and there was a flash of bright light in the black light in his eyes.

The skeleton held the sword tightly in one hand and inserted it into the rocks on the ground again. The ground around him shattered inch by inch. He pointed at the magnificent mountain in front of him and said to Su Yi and Situ Muyang: "Go quickly!"

"Go quickly, hurry..."

Although Su Yi didn't know what happened, the strange change and the intimidating aura that spread from the skeleton made Su Yi very clear that if he stayed here, he would not be the opponent of the skeleton at all.

If the sword just now hadn't been avoided quickly, ordinary Yuan Zhen Realm practitioners would probably not be able to compete with it.

"Swish..."

Without any hesitation, the two left quickly and were terrified.

Until the movement of the skeleton behind him had disappeared far away, Su Yi and Situ Muyang then slowly stepped down.

"What happened just now?"
Chapter completed!
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