In the cold abyss, the pure white fog had completely disappeared, leaving only a dozen ancient swords standing out of thin air.
Qing Ying's palm fell on the edge of the open cold jade coffin, and her fingers gently tapped the coffin wall. Invisible ripples spread out, and the flying swords in the air pointed their sword tips at Mu Qing on the ground.
Mu Qing frowned slightly. The cold jade coffin was probably the hub of the Guiyi Sword Formation. When he came to Hanyuan, Qingying wanted to use this sword formation to deal with him, but how dare Qingying do it?
Without any hesitation, Mu Qing kneaded the formula in his hand and said softly: "Explode!"
An accident happened!
The black thunder implanted into Qingying's body by Meng Zhang did not explode.
The aura that triggered Lei Fa lost its direction after passing over the Sword Washing Pond, and hit the mountain wall with a hiss.
The nervousness in Qingying's eyes flashed away, and he pointed at the sky and chuckled: "I reminded you not to exude a trace of sword intent when you stepped on the wooden bridge, but I forgot to tell you at the sword washing pool. , except for swordsmanship, no attack can cross the sword washing pool."
Mu Qing's eyes fell on Qing Ying's hand on the cold jade coffin. Just now Qing Ying subconsciously used some force.
Since the predecessors of the Shuangji Sect regarded the Guiyi Sword Formation as the final blow to defeat the enemy, it would definitely take time to fully utilize the power of the formation.
Qingying hasn't taken action for a long time, maybe that's why.
A thought flashed through Mu Qing's mind, and she rushed towards Qing Ying.
Qing Ying snorted coldly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and no matter how he moved, there was a clear red mark on Mu Yun's wrist who was sleeping in the coffin.
The bright red blood flew out from the wound and was attracted by Qing Ying, leaving formations on the coffin wall.
"boom--"
The coffin lid, which was only half open, was suddenly lifted by a strong force and hit the upper wall.
When the ancient sword suspended in mid-air heard the impact, it seemed to have received an order to kill the enemy to the death, and stabbed Mu Qing one after another.
Bang bang bang.
Mu Qing held the Demon Suppressing Sword and pulled out a sword flower, blocking the attacks of three ancient swords one after another. Before he could take a breath, other ancient swords gathered from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, all that was left beside the sword-washing pool were the shadows of swords all over the sky.
At a certain moment, Mu Qing dropped an ancient sword into the sword washing pool at the cost of a wound on his shoulder.
He originally thought that the sword washing pool would wash away the sword intention in the ancient sword, but it backfired. After drawing a water line, the ancient sword returned to the sword formation again.
Qing Ying saw this and smiled and said: "You might as well think carefully about how to escape from the sword formation and get out of here."
Mu Qing's eyes were calm, and the sword formation was endless. Even if these ancient swords were repelled, they would not calm down. So where is the source of the sword formation?
Mu Qing muttered an offence, and suddenly let go of the sword in his hand. The demon-suppressing sword screamed into the sky and suddenly disappeared in front of Mu Qing.
Qingying's eyes narrowed slightly, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster, and finally he completed the last stroke on the coffin wall.
Qingying's head suddenly made an extremely sharp sound of breaking through the air. He looked up and saw a golden sword intent, ignoring the obstruction of several ancient swords, falling towards his head.
At this moment, the Guiyi Sword Formation was fully activated, and all the ancient swords gathered together, like a torrent across the air, blocking the whereabouts of the Demon Suppressing Sword.
Qing Ying felt slightly relieved, and was sighing at Mu Qing's kendo prowess when he caught a figure rushing towards the big stone mountain from the corner of his eye, and shouted softly: "Kill!"
At this moment, the Demon Suppressing Sword was also wrapped in the ancient sword and rushed towards Mu Qing.
Mu Qingren had already landed on the big rock. When he saw the ancient sword coming, his eyes were aroused with a stern look. He blocked it with his arms in front of him and slammed into it.
"madman!"
Qing Ying's face turned slightly pale. The power that the Guiyi Sword Formation could exert was also determined by the strength of the person holding the formation. Now that it is fully activated, with the help of the sword intent that has been accumulated for countless years, it is the middle stage of Mortal Transformation. The monks can also be slowly trapped and killed.
But seeing Mu Qing bumping into him without flinching, Qing Ying regained some confidence and immediately lost most of his confidence. He glanced at the stream not far away, and for a moment he was not sure whether to go or stay.
But Mu Qing didn't give him another chance to choose. The next moment he broke through Rulong's sword formation and came to the cold jade coffin.
Qingying subconsciously stepped back and stared with wide eyes.
past.
There were several wounds on Mu Qing's body that were visible to the bone, among which the one under the chest was the deepest, running straight from the ribs to the back.
But the aura on his body made Qingying even more frightened.
When he was in the secret realm of Guiyuan, Mu Qing showed his peak extraordinary strength in the middle stage of the extraordinary stage. Now in the late stage of the extraordinary stage, he has really broken through the threshold of becoming a mortal.
Mu Qing did not stop when he came to the cold jade coffin. He gritted his teeth and roared, and bumped into the cold jade coffin with his shoulder.
Only then did Qing Ying remember to stop Mu Qing. He held the edge of the coffin heavily with both palms, but after a moment of stalemate, he and the cold jade coffin were knocked out by Mu Qing.
Finally, the cold jade coffin hit the mountain wall and fell together with the coffin lid, while Qingying stood up from the ground at the moment when his body froze.
He finally remembered that his current realm had dropped significantly, and he was only in the middle stage of transcending the world.
As soon as he ran, the Guiyi Sword Formation immediately lost its support and sank to the bottom of the pool or hit the mountain wall in the spreading air waves.
Mu Qing glanced at Mu Yun, who was still sleeping in the coffin, and felt a little relieved, then he wanted to use the technique to activate the thunder method in Qing Ying's body.
But something happened, Qing Ying screamed and rushed back, even ignoring Mu Qing's presence, and huddled next to the cold jade coffin.
Mu Qing raised his head and looked at the sky, squinting slightly.
A man in black appeared in mid-air, looking down at them. ..
Mu Qing felt the aura on the man's body and thought of the sword energy in Guiyuan Secret Territory. He thought that he had been deceived by Qing Ying, so he took the initiative and said, "Senior, is Luo Hua, the master of the Shuangji Sect?"
The man in black's eyes were like sharp sword energy. After sweeping across Mu Qing's body, he only stared at the woman in the cold jade coffin with an expressionless face.
He slowly descended to the bottom of the cold abyss, and the sword intent that had been stripped away from the ancient sword felt his presence and rushed to his side.
In silence, the man in black also stood on the boulder.
A flash of sword light flashed in Mu Qing's eyes, and it was only then that he realized that the man in black was the same spirit body as Qing Ying, and unlike Qing Ying, he also had an ancient sword in his body - Wuya.
This allowed Mu Qing to confirm the other party's identity.
Qingying had been silent since Luo Hua appeared. At this time, she raised her head from behind the coffin and looked at Luo Hua. The emotion in her eyes slowly changed from fear at the beginning to shock and surprise.
Mu Qing turned to look at Qing Ying, with questioning and warning in his eyes.
Qingying also knew that when Luo Hua appeared, it would be clear who suppressed him, so he acted extremely sincerely and said, "He is Luo Hua, but in your eyes, he should not be counted."
Mu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Luo Hua, who remained silent.
There must be a big feud between Qing Ying and Luo Hua, but the fact that the two met so calmly after so many years really shows something.
Qingying said: "He tried his best to suppress me, which damaged the origin of the sword. What remains today is just the Wuya Sword nourishing the remaining soul. I'm afraid he can't even remember who I am."
Mu Qing glanced at Qing Ying lightly. If it weren't for Luo Hua who suddenly appeared, Qing Ying would have died in the thunder method, and there would be so much nonsense.
Seeing that Luo Hua's eyes had been fixed on the cold jade coffin, Mu Qing said seriously: "Senior, I have no intention of disturbing your sleep. I wonder what you want us to do?"
Mu Qing had already discovered that the Wuya Sword in Luo Hua's body was devouring the sword intent beside the sword-washing pool, and he always felt a little familiar.
Qingying suddenly reacted and said sharply: "This is the true meaning of returning."
As the sword energy was swallowed by the Wuya Sword, Luo Hua's spiritual body became much more real. His lips moved slightly, as if he spoke for the first time in tens of thousands of years of silence: "The intention of returning... is to return to oneness. In the Saintess Your side will only be protected by my sword."
Mu Qing asked in surprise: "Are you a sword spirit?"
Mu Qing originally thought that the spirit body in front of him was dominated by Luo Hua's consciousness, but it seemed that he was wrong.
The sword spirit suddenly stretched out a finger and tapped it gently in the direction where Mu Qing and Qing Ying were standing.
Qingying seemed to recall the original experience, screamed, exploded into a ball of black mist with a bang, and rushed into the cold jade coffin.
"Seeking death!" A trace of real emotion flashed in Sword Spirit's eyes, and he screamed angrily.
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The originally silent ancient sword heard the whistle of the sword spirit and showed its edge again. When it appeared in mid-air, sword intent flew out from the mountain wall and surrounded the ancient sword.
But this time, these sword intentions were not absorbed by the ancient sword, but wrapped around the ancient sword, gradually forming illusory figures.
"Zong Sheng! Feng Yi! They all retained a trace of their souls!"
Black mist billowed up and down in the cold jade coffin, and Qingying's shocked voice came out.
Mu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. The people Qingying could name were probably the masters of the Shuangji Sect in each generation, or even the saints and saints.
As their bodies solidified, the aura they revealed became more and more powerful. Soon, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of one of the middle-aged men, and he actually gained consciousness and took the initiative to fall next to the sword spirit.
Mu Qing looked at this person and subconsciously touched the Najie. Among the people who showed their figures, this one was the only one who did not have an ancient sword in his body and woke up close to a ray of remnant soul-melted sword intent.
The middle-aged man glanced at the black mist hiding in the cold jade coffin with disgust, looked at Mu Qing, and asked: "What is the situation in the north now?"
Mu Qing's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "The Northern Territory has collapsed into large and small broken places. The descendants of the Wu Clan have become the masters of the Northern Wilderness today."
"Witch clan...they actually did it." A trace of emotion flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said to Mu Qing: "I am Zong Sheng, Yun'er's master, you disturbed her."
Mu Qing raised his eyebrows without explaining. A flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and an ancient sword flew towards the man from the ring.
The man stretched out his hand to hold his sword and chuckled: "The younger generation is fearful, so I will only use one sword."
Mu Qing shook his head: "Instead of each of you using a sword, why don't you all go up together?"
