The group continued to move forward and met more and more sword elves along the way. Fortunately, these sword elves themselves were not very strong. They were only in the early stage of divine transformation. Among them, Zhang Hu, who had the lowest cultivation level, had reached the early stage of divine transformation and was destroyed. It's not difficult to kill.
After advancing another hundred miles, I felt that the pressure on the sword energy layer in the sky was greater, and the number of sword elves was even greater. At this time, they could no longer kill them calmly, and often one person had to face several sword elves alone.
Cheng Ling faced five sword elves alone and still had enough energy to observe the sword aura layer on Tianshan Mountain. He found that as they killed more sword elves, the sword aura layer became thicker and richer, as if something was brewing.
It's a pity that among everyone, even if someone is promoted again, they don't have to go through the tribulation, and they can't blow away the sword energy layer, so they can't clearly see the reality in it.
He told everyone to be vigilant. Everyone formed a circle and no longer faced the sword elves alone, but formed a whole body. He, Jian Yinghao, and Liu Qingyan acted as the team's assault force and pushed forward.
In this way, the efficiency is higher. The rest of the people only need to face the sword elf in front of them, and the speed of advancement gradually increases.
Those sword elves gathered around the perimeter of their defensive circle, but they gathered more and more, with three layers inside and one outside wrapped tightly. Cheng Ling swept away with his consciousness and found that there were tens of thousands of them.
He said in horror: "No, we have to get out of the encirclement as soon as possible, otherwise we will be squeezed into this circular space by them."
Jian Yinghao and Liu Qingyan also sensed the situation in front of them. They exerted force at the same time, and their sword energy and spells attacked forward fiercely. Together with Cheng Ling, they forcibly broke out of a path.
Cheng Ling had no time to observe the situation behind him. As the leading soldier of the team, he stood out in front and kept killing the sword elves. After a long battle, I have basically figured out their patterns, and can see through the direction that the sword elf is good at in just a few moves.
As long as you understand what the opponent is good at, seize the flaw in a short period of time, and strike hard at the heart, stabbing out hundreds or thousands of swords in one breath, the speed of the attack is getting faster and faster. Gradually, your mind goes blank, and there is only The tip of the Pure Yuan Sword.
As long as you see a blue figure in front of you, you will step forward quickly, avoid the opponent's attack, and stab him instantly. The instinctive reaction of your body is only one thought, faster, faster!
Jian Yinghao was one position behind him. Seeing that his forward speed suddenly accelerated, he couldn't even see clearly the speed of his sword, and he reacted instantly. No longer killing the enemy with a wide range of sword moves, but focusing on the speed of the sword, targeting the core of the flaw to kill in the shortest possible time!
Cheng Ling seemed to have entered a state of emptiness and had no time to care about anything else. He and Liu Qingyan shared the pressure on the left and right sides, and taught this enemy-killing method to everyone behind them. After everyone heard this, they suddenly understood and started to try it.
There was a roar in Cheng Ling's mind. Using the fast sword for a long time gradually enhanced his understanding of "fast". Later, it looked like Jian Yinghao had only fired one sword, and the sword spirit in front of him instantly dissipated and turned into a sword. Qi gathers into the air.
The forward speed increased again, and more and more sword elves died in Cheng Ling's hands, one thousand, ten thousand... twenty thousand. At this moment, he suddenly stopped.
I saw that the sword energy layer in mid-air seemed to have reached a saturation point and began to surge violently. The color of the originally gray sky gradually deepened, and finally it was like ink. Immediately afterwards, the middle part of the sword energy layer turned into a black space vortex.
That whirlpool is violent
Rotating, sucking in the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth around it, as well as the sword energy dissipating in the air. As the intensity of the suction gradually increased, the area of the vortex also increased, and a tornado gradually extended from mid-air.
The huge sword energy gathered together, and the tornado became thicker and thicker, and finally connected with the ground, making a loud noise that shook the sky. Cheng Ling and others' hearts trembled, and Zhang Hu, Xi Yan, and Song Yingjie spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The power of this loud noise was too strong, like a sonic attack, hitting their hearts hard.
Cheng Ling gritted his teeth and endured, staring at the tornado in front of him, not daring to move even an inch.
After the tornado connected with the ground, it rotated for a long time, and the sword elves around him were sucked in by it. It spun faster and faster, and its range became wider and wider. It lasted for three hours before it gradually began to weaken, and it seemed faintly like a huge square light gate was formed behind the tornado.
It lasted for more than half an hour before the tornado completely dissipated. Cheng Ling raised his eyes and looked up. The scene in front of him was no longer hazy before, but it seemed extremely clear.
The sword energy layer in mid-air seemed to have risen thousands of feet. There was no longer the oppressive feeling before, and the entire space of heaven and earth became vast.
Right in front of everyone, the original sword elves disappeared, replaced by a huge light door. The light door was surrounded by seven colors, and silver-white light shone inside the door. The scene inside could not be seen clearly, and it was full of unknown mystery.
Everyone was dumbfounded, not believing their eyes. In just a few hours, such a change happened in the plain. Where were those sword elves? What's the mystery behind this light gate? Do you want to get into it?
They walked forward a short distance and came to Cheng Ling's side. Jian Yinghao asked: "Brother Cheng, what is the situation in front of you? Do you want to go in through the light gate?"
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either. I think this light gate must be related to the secret of the Sword Tomb. We killed tens of thousands of sword elves along the way, and the energy of those sword elves gathered in the sword energy layer above. Presumably this light gate requires a certain amount of energy to open."
"Therefore, it is very likely that killing the sword elves is the key to opening the light gate here. If the number of kills is not enough, the tornado will not be born, and the light gate will not appear."
Jian Yinghao said: "This may make sense, but how those sword elves were conceived is still an unsolved mystery!"
Cheng Ling said: "I believe that the birth of these sword elves must be related to the secrets in the light gate. Now let's not rush to a conclusion. Let's consider how to enter this light gate."
Liu Qingyan asked: "What's the mystery of this light gate?"
"I don't know, I've never seen it before, let's go take a look!"
Everyone followed him and slowly stepped forward. Jian Yinghao and Liu Qingyan protected the left and right sides, always on guard. But currently, all the sword elves have disappeared without a trace, and no living creatures can be seen at all.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, Cheng Ling finally came to the light door. He looked carefully and found nothing strange, but the light door kept emitting silver light, like a space door, but it didn't seem like it.
Everyone followed behind, holding their breath and not daring to make the slightest sound. Among the few people, only Cheng Ling is proficient in formations and has great ingenuity. If he can discover the secret of the Light Gate, he will definitely not be the second choice. Even Liu Qingyan and Jian Yinghao are not sure.
Cheng Ling observed for half an hour, but still didn't see any clues.
Ni, he said helplessly: "Brother Jian, I can't see any mystery about the light door here. Maybe it is a space door leading to a secret realm."
"Then why don't we try to get in?"
"Don't worry, we can't enter together. There may be thousands of enemies as soon as we enter. It may be dangerous. It's better to be prepared first and enter one by one!"
Jian Yinghao agreed and said: "Then let me go in first! I can also find out what's going on!"
"No, I have to go in first. You don't understand the formation. If you get trapped, you won't be able to get out at all!"
"No!" The two turned their heads and saw Liu Qingyan looking at them seriously and saying, "Let me go in first, Cheng Ling, you are responsible for being the sect leader, so let me go in first to explore the way!"
Cheng Ling felt a headache. If Liu Qingyan disagreed, it would be difficult to refuse easily. But he must not let Liu Qingyan go in first. As he said, among the nine people, he is the only one who is good at formations, and only he has a greater chance of survival.
After pondering for a while, he said: "Uncle Liu, I know you are doing it for my own good, but you have to know that if the opponent is a formation, I am the easiest person to escape. Besides, I can refine a few sound transmission tokens. Card, if any abnormality is discovered, notify immediately and you can also enter the rescue!"
Liu Qingyan opened her mouth and was about to refute. Jian Yinghao stopped her and said with a wry smile: "Senior, please stop arguing. Brother Cheng is indeed the best candidate. We must believe that he has the means to solve difficulties. Didn't he lead us forward along the way?"
Liu Qingyan sighed and could only agree.
Cheng Ling breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly refined a few sound transmission tokens, handed one to Jian Yinghao and Liu Qingyan, and said: "These sound transmission tokens can communicate with each other. After I enter, you will be in the light gate." Waiting for news outside, you can only come in after I let you in, do you understand?"
The two nodded silently and agreed.
Cheng Lingyou held the Pure Yuan Sword in his hand, a True Yuan Fruit clasped in his left hand, and several pills for restoring True Yuan in his mouth. He was almost armed to the teeth.
He nodded to Jian Yinghao and Liu Qingyan, and rushed into the light door.
It seemed like I had passed a very long distance, and it was like I was traveling through time and space. I was surrounded by a vast expanse of white, and I couldn't tell the direction at all. Gradually my whole body seemed to be spinning, my head was feeling dizzy, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.
Cheng Ling gritted his teeth and endured. It felt like a long time passed, but also seemed like it was only a short moment before he set foot on the ground.
First, he smelled a rotten smell on his nose. He quickly opened his eyes and looked forward. I saw rows of stone tablets lined up in front of me. The size of the stone tablets varied. The one at the front was only as tall as a person, and gradually grew taller towards the back, with some even exceeding three feet tall.
There are some ancient words engraved on the stone tablets. If you look carefully, you can see that the names on each tablet are different. Some say "Yin Yang Sword Master", "Rising Sun Sword", "Chang Tian Sword", etc., and others write some titles, such as "Four Seasons Sword Master", "Yao Sun Sword Master", "Tian Yu Sword Master" "etc!
Cheng Ling discovered that the stone tablet with the title of Sword Master was much larger than the one without the title. As for the back, there was also the title of "Sword King". The largest one had the words "Everything Sword King" written on it.
He was shocked. Where did these titles come from? Could it be that these stone tablets were the tombstones of their deaths? Could it be that the place where he was now was the tomb of an ancient sword cultivator?
