On the entire fourth floor of the Tower of Trials, half of the blank space was rendered in pitch-black ink, carrying a strong and depressing ominousness.
The demonic aura spread from the body of the cub, and behind him, it intertwined into a huge ferocious beast. Through the dark demonic aura, it vaguely looked like a tiger, and its strong malevolence made people dare not look directly at it.
Yue Mingshi instinctively took out the spiritual treasure from the storage ring.
Unfold the shield and block it in front of yourself to resist the pressure.
Not far away, Mu Jiuke stepped out with one step, his scarlet beast eyes in the darkness, as if he could stir up a turbulent sea of blood!
'Click, click'
Yue Mingshi was startled, and then she realized that the defensive spirit treasure given by Sword Lord Qingheng was actually cracking bit by bit, and she was dumbfounded.
"wait wait wait--"
"I know you understand!"
She yelled in panic.
Yue Mingshi panicked. Even if he lost to Feng Qingwu before, it would be really embarrassing if he died in the hands of Feng Qingwu's spiritual pet!
But Mu Jiuke ignored her at all.
The dark evil energy gradually began to erode the entire space.
That stupid woman whom he reluctantly recognized could actually die in such a despicable plan...
It was an anger that was almost provocative.
It seemed that he was affected. Even the manager of the Tower of Trial did not speak. He was as quiet as a chicken. Only Yue Mingshi shouted: "You, if you destroy this place, she will never be able to get out." !”
"The sealing talisman indeed sealed the power of the Broken Sword, so that no one outside could enter, and no one inside could get out. However, the Tower of Trial has a time limit, as the sect leader told me!"
"The moment the sect's secret realm is about to close, that's when the trial tower is about to close. At this time, all the trialists, including those in the sword tomb, will be cleared out, regardless of life or death!"
"Otherwise...otherwise, how could the Tianxuan Sect record these things in the past? It was because they saw the corpses that were teleported out after entering the Sword Tomb. If you really destroyed this..."
"Then even if she dies, she will still be left inside!"
Afraid that Mu Jiuke would be irrational and have her destroyed, Yue Mingshi hurriedly told the whole situation.
If Feng Qingwu died inside, that would be just right.
If not, waste her time and let her step down as chief.
In short, no matter what, Yue Mingshi is not at a loss, so he doesn't want to put himself here because of a mere spiritual pet.
After hearing this, Mu Jiuke finally calmed down.
There was some movement from the "Supreme Contract" that bound the soul, and he vaguely sensed Feng Qingwu's emotions. It didn't seem to be anything serious, but he was a little worried about his instantaneous mood swings.
"Xiao Bai, I'm fine."
"Just wait for me outside. Be careful and don't let Yue Mingqi bully you. If you are bullied, just tell me and I will beat her."
The contract conveyed Feng Qingwu’s emotions.
Mu Jiuke then let out a low roar and silently retracted the momentum he had just exploded. The phantom of the ferocious beast that was about to dissipate behind him directly knocked Yue Mingshi away and then he lay down on the edge of the high platform.
He was originally a child, and had basically consumed all the power he had drawn from the Mysterious Spirit Beast.
Fortunately, Yue Mingshi was only in his Qi training period, so he was ridiculously weak.
At this moment, the beast's eyes were half closed and his tail was wagging tiredly.
"Well, I was bullied. I'll give you a few ferocious beasts at my expense."
Although because he was still a child, even the contractor could not understand even if he spoke, Mu Jiuke still muttered lazily.
And not far away, after Yue Mingshi was shot to the corner of the fourth floor, the already shaky shield was completely shattered at this moment. She was forced to lie on the ground. Although she was not injured, she was extremely embarrassed.
But when Yue Mingshi raised his head, he looked at the cub lying on the edge of the high platform not far away, with an uncontrollable heat in his eyes.
What a powerful spiritual pet!
It’s such a pity in Feng Qingwu’s hands…
…
At the same time, inside the sword tomb of Broken Sword.
It was like walking through a long tunnel, until Feng Qingwu could even feel that the emotions coming from the other side of the contract disappeared, and finally saw a faint light in the darkness.
"Is it coming soon..."
She didn't know what the broken sword meant.
But Feng Qingwu knew that she was practicing kendo, and she didn't want to miss anything related to kendo, so when Yue Mingshi designed her to touch the broken sword, she didn't deliberately avoid it.
At this time, the light in the distance became more and more intense.
Seeing this, Feng Qingwu couldn't help but quicken her pace. After she passed through the light, she could hear the sound of swords in her ears——
In front of me is a barren land.
The ground was covered with blood, and even due to age, it had turned dark and dry and condensed on it, but despite this, there was a strong smell of blood floating in the air, and the sky was foggy gray.
Sand and dust were flying all over the sky, and corpses with mutilated limbs and arms were spread all over the ground, mixed with blood, leaving only the decaying white bones...
Various broken swords were stuck on the ground.
——This is the Sword Tomb!
Feng Qingwu's face also turned serious: "The sword tomb was formed by the violence of the ancient battlefield. No wonder it is said to be a fatal opportunity..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the breath of a living person seemed to disturb the entire sword tomb. The original sound of swords now seemed more aggressive and murderous, and the sound of fighting and iron horses gradually began to sound all around.
'Ding--'
Deadly, unrestrained, weird...
Different sword intentions rose from the broken swords stuck on the ground, like countless swordsmen wielding swords, slashing at her.
Feng Qingwu did not try his best to avoid it.
This is a trial.
Passing means approval;
Failure means death!
Despite the pressure of the sword intent, Feng Qingwu walked forward step by step against the extremely powerful sword intent. All the broken swords were tilted and moving in the same direction.
It's like worshiping something...
Feng Qingwu's whole body was trembling, his face turned pale, and even his bones were whining because they couldn't bear the sword's power.
But she walked unswervingly towards the center.
In the sound of swords that resounded through the sky, Feng Qingwu's consciousness gradually became blurred along with the pain, but in her ears, a voice suddenly sounded: "Why do you hold the sword?"
Those were the words formed by Jian Ming.
It's the problem with these broken swords.
"What qualifications do you have to use a sword?"
"Can you be considered a swordsman?"
"Those who are not worthy of wielding the sword should die——"
Following those questions, Feng Qingwu had arrived at the center of the sword tomb. Her whole body was extremely miserable, being cut into pieces by countless swords, as if she would be broken into pieces in the next moment.
Feng Qingwu now finally knows that the most dangerous thing about this sword tomb is that it is not only physically hurt by the sword's will, but also if a sword cultivator enters, and if he is not careful and his Taoist heart is not firm, he may be injured. Will be reduced to the point where the Taoist heart is damaged!
But she looked straight at the sword in the center——
"Why?"
"Because, I had my sword bone removed, and I never bent my spine, and since you broke it, you have been silent here forever!"
Feng Qingwu's face was stern: "A swordsman would rather break than bend, and move forward indomitably. I can stand up again, why can't I hold a sword? You... are not even worthy of being my sword, Feng Qingwu!"
'Ding. '
For a moment, the entire sword tomb was silent.
And at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "The person whose sword bones were dug out, do you think I am worthy of being your sword?"
