Refining the Mountains and Rivers - 1762. Chapter 1762

In the darkness, wailing was everywhere, but the scene before him was strange.

In the darkness, countless sword demon kept backing away, and their bodies continued to emit large black air under the light.

Surrounded by them, there are far fewer swordsmen in number, and the strength of the two sides is fundamentally not proportional.

Above the head, the rays of light converge into a sword, like a big sun in the ground!

If the outside world is stunned and unbelievable about the changes in the two rankings, the sword repairmen will definitely be shocked when they see the scene before them.

There is no bloody fight, this is simply a walk with the lightsaber on the head, and all the records are obtained.

Not to mention that when the sword prison is out of control, even in a normal state, no sword repairer can live so easily in the sword prison.

But at this time, Qin Yu’s face was not relaxed.

Because, although the sword demon still wailed and was in pain under the light, their retreating speed was getting slower and slower.

Moreover, the number of sword demon is too much, too much, they seem to be lost in the vast ocean. Batch after batch of deaths, and never seen at all, the sword demon showed signs of declining.

Intuition tells Qin Yu that the killing of the sword demon by the lightsaber may continue forever. But their retreat will stop at a certain moment…because, as the sword demon retreats slower and slower, the darkness in the sword prison also becomes thicker.

The stickiness is like ink, and it can swallow everything while rolling.

These thick darkness, covering the surface of the sword demon’s body, probably acted like a protective film, which is now becoming thicker and thicker.

Qin Yu was not sure whether the power of the lightsaber could support them and enter the core layer of the sword prison. What Xu Jing said about the legend about the seal of Yanran Mountain is probably true.

As for Flesh, since let him go deep into the Sword Prison, perhaps the purpose is to exist the sealed artifact in the core layer of the Sword Prison.

Is it a peerless fairy sword?

Open Heaven Sword Sect.

The sect of the sect opened, countless sword breaths raged, and the inside turned into a sea of swords.

Not far from the stone steps, next to an open-air round table, fleshy sat on the opposite side, took a sip from the teacup.

“Hello? Do you want to be so ruthless, everyone, anyway, sisters, back then, they used to join hands in the game world.”

Jiao wailing sounded, gentle and gentle, revealing the slightest grievances.

With that, the teapot was picked up and poured himself a cup of tea.

This hand is very beautiful, and it actually gives people a sense of perfection. Even every texture of the skin on the hands is just right.

Adding a little bit, or making the slightest change, is a blasphemy of beauty.

“Can you drink it?” Rourou was expressionless.

Jiao wailed again, “Whether you drink it or not is my business. Whether you give me tea or not, that’s your problem.”

After a pause, she “hehe” smiled, “Fuck, let alone, your name sounds very interesting. After all, as a ferromagnetic sister, you know me a lot, and we are born without meat. Huan’s female man.”

Flesh raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, “So, you want to eat me?”

“Oh, don’t say it so direct, people just thought about it, but didn’t do it.”

“If you think about it, it’s enough.”

“Don’t be angry with flesh, how dare I eat you, let’s be a good sister, I’m still waiting for you to save me out.”

Furou put down the teacup and made a soft “pop”, “Qin Yu, you can’t eat it either.”

Holding the beautiful palm of the cup, he paused, and said helplessly: “My sister, you are a bit too domineering, right? People have been suppressed for these years, they have been hungry for a long time, and it is not easy to meet one. The taste is not bad. Kid.”

The fleshy eyes were colder, “No, you can do it now and try to eat me…or be killed by me.”

There was a dead silence.

In the air, there are countless invisible sword breaths that look like swimming fish, converging from all directions, constantly cutting on that beautiful palm holding a teacup. At the moment of touching, he was directly smashed into pieces, but he was unable to cause any damage to this palm.

It’s really nothing, even the roots of the hair are intact.

“Okay, okay, then listen to my sister. I don’t want to eat him.” The beautiful palm put down the cup and gently tapped the table. “Sister, dare you make a bet with me?”

“Bet he dare to go in?”

Snapped–

He snapped his fingers, and the voice was full of laughter, “My sister is smarter. No wonder he is more comfortable than I am now. As long as he dares to go in, I will lend him this hand for a period of time, absolutely not making things difficult at all. If he dare not…”

Flesh said indifferently: “He doesn’t dare, so I will break my arm and replenish your body.”

“Sister, happy, let’s make a decision!”

Frost Sword Sect.

The guardian formation was opened, and Han Zhengyang declared to the outside world that he would retreat and seek a way to open up a sword prison. On the main peak, the fourteen elders of the Sword Sect were summoned, and according to the guidance of the sword’s breath, they stood on the corresponding positions.

They didn’t know what to do next, but no one dared to violate the command of the suzerain.

The belly of the mountain was hollowed out, and a sword formation was secretly built, and the sword formation hidden in it was secretly built. Now Han Zhengyang, who has announced his retreat, is standing at the sword formation hub.

Opposite him was an old sword repairman with white hair and pale, with a shriveled face, who felt like a piece of rotten wood, extremely weak in vitality, and would die at any time.

But just in this, extremely rotten body, there is an incomparable horror, just like the sword breath of the vast rivers and seas.

“Here, the day has finally arrived, okay, hahaha, okay!” Old Jianxiu laughed up to the sky, breathing hard for a while.

The fragile body even couldn’t stand it. At this time, the pulling caused by the ups and downs of the chest caused bursts of heart-piercing pain.

Han Zhengyang said in a deep voice, “Master, please take care of your body.”

The old sword repairman in front of him was indeed the previous lord of the Frost Sword Sect, and he had a reputation for “the sword comes out of spring.”

Unexpectedly, he actually lived to this day.

Old Jianxiu took a few breaths and waved his hand, “It’s okay, I’m going to be a teacher soon, so I don’t have to worry about it anymore.”

He looked directly at Han Zhengyang, and his dim eyes burst into sharp glow at the moment, “Remember, this time, my Frost Sword Sect has been practicing swordsmanship for countless generations. I waited so hard for many years, and finally waited on you.”

“At any cost, you must seize the sealed artifact in your hands. As long as you refine it, you will inevitably break through the gates of heaven and man and become the world’s first emperor sword repairman. The Zong Yi line is carried forward and established as the orthodoxy of kendo!”

Han Zhengyang bowed and saluted, “Master, please rest assured, the disciples will definitely go all out and will never let down the expectations of you and the patriarchs… It’s just that the elders outside Jianfeng are the pillars of my Jianzong…”

“Women’s benevolence!” Old Jianxiu’s eyes were fierce, and he stared at him, “You remember, everything in this world requires a price. This is a very fair deal. A group of Sword Sect elders, even including If the old man is dead, he will die. You must get the sealed artifact, you must not lose it!”

Han Zhengyang bowed his head, “Yes, Master.”

The sword prison is as dark as ink.

The sword demon retreats more and more slowly. Correspondingly, the lightsaber above everyone’s head, the coverage is constantly shrinking.

Almost reaching the limit!

The deep darkness is extremely depressing, and it is extremely difficult to breathe. Except for Qin Yu, no one knows why they came here.

The members of the fish belly team did not dare to disobey the meaning of the great elder, and Qin Yu chose to go deep, they could not leave.

As for the members of the South Sea Sword Sect… they have no choice. They can go anytime they want, but I am afraid that as long as they leave the range of the lightsaber, they will be torn to pieces in an instant.

“Sect Master.” Zhang Xiashan suddenly said.

Qin Yu turned and looked at him, “Is it the limit?”

On their foreheads, the radiant runes are now releasing high temperatures, making the surrounding flesh and blood dry, and everyone is suffering.

And this is just what we can see from the surface. To drive runes, they also need to lose their own strength. Although it only plays a role like a catalyst, the loss is not too large, but it can be maintained for a long time and it will also cause a heavy burden. .

Zhang Xiashan took a look, and the other members of the team gritted their teeth and said: “The disciple can hold on for a while…”

Qin Yu thought for a while, “For half an hour, if we still get nothing, we will leave here.”

“Thank you Sovereign!” Zhang Xiashan looked grateful.

With these words, the extremely suppressed atmosphere in the team has also been relieved. Going deep into the sword prison without knowing the goal or the end is a huge torment for everyone.

Now I finally have hope.

Time passed by, and in the thick darkness, along with the bitter and painful roars of the sword demon, the team moved forward slowly.

Half an hour passed.

Qin Yu stopped, the darkness was still darkness, no change from before, at least in his induction, no difference was found.

Did it fail?

Qin Yu was a little unwilling, but he knew very well that Zhang Xiashan and the others had indeed reached the limit. To be more precise, it was already at the limit half an hour ago.

It was only because Qin Yu gave hope and stimulated their potential that he persisted through this half an hour.

They can’t continue to move forward, otherwise they will die if they go down the mountain. After losing the lightsaber, Qin Yu was not sure that he could slay a bloody path in countless surroundings.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Yu’s eyes were certain, and just about to speak, the darkness in front of him suddenly surged.

Like a big fish swimming by, the darkness parted silently, and the sword demon stepped aside, revealing a bright light not far away.

Qin Yu frowned slightly, and looked forward intently. That piece of light was an extremely luxuriant moss on the rock wall, densely piled together, in order to barely illuminate a small area around it in the pitch blackness.

There, there is a hole.

In the deepest part of the Sword Prison, behind countless Sword Demon blocks, such a hole suddenly appeared… the core layer of the Sword Prison!

Sealed artifact!

This thought flashed across Qin Yu’s mind.

At this moment, Xu Jing suddenly realized that he finally understood why Qin Yu went all the way into the sword prison.

This is what he is looking for!

The entrance to the core layer of the Sword Prison… But now, the sword repair of the Open Heaven Sword Sect has obviously reached the endurance limit, even if it seems not far away, there is no way to support it.

What’s more, the darkness in front took the initiative to separate, and the sword demon gave way. No matter how you looked at it, there was a feeling of inviting you to enter the urn.

Qin Yu dare to go there?

You know, in the past, Yan Ran Mountain once sent a powerful sword repair team to kill the core layer of the sword prison, but in the end none of them could come back alive!

“Zhang Xiashan!”

“The disciple is here.”

Qin Yu turned around, “You leave the sword prison immediately. This is the order of this sect. If the great elder asks a crime, you can tell it back.”

call out–

With a movement of his figure, he directly rushed out of the coverage of the lightsaber, and the darkness closed in the next moment, engulfing him.

“metropolitan!”

Zhang Xiashan’s eyes widened and his face was shaking.

Xu Jing also had a shocked expression. She never expected that Qin Yu would be so decisive and would make a decision.

Isn’t he afraid of death?

Jin Hua and other disciples of the Jianzong in the South China Sea fell silent.

Zhang Xiashan took a deep breath, “The disciple of the Open Heaven Sword Sect is ordered to leave the sword prison!”

A group of people slowly retreated outward.

The depths of the sword prison plunged into darkness, and there was no more sound.