"Such a strong sword intent. Could it be that the guys from the Wanjian Dao Sect came here?"
The tiger roared, tensing his body and preparing for the attack. On the other hand, Yang Feng was gearing up and eager to try.
After all, I had just perfected my sword intention and had never practiced it in actual combat, so I couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation in my heart.
"I don't think so. That Daoba was severely injured by my Red Lotus Karmic Fire and it is impossible to recover as before in a short time. Moreover, they should not be so reckless. There should be something unexpected happening in this secret realm."
The Winged Dragon Beast is indeed a race with extraordinary intelligence. It is extremely terrifying to be able to see through a leopard with just the power of the sword.
"Well, that Daoba must have lived a long time, and he has endless karma on his body. Even if your red lotus karma fire is not strong now, it is enough for him to drink a pot.
What's more, everyone else in the Wanjian Dao Sect has entrusted this person with the important responsibility of restoring the sect. It is absolutely impossible for them to come to us to seek revenge at this time. The only remaining possibility is that... the sword cultivator's heroic spirit was... People wake up. "
Huxiao has been in the secret realm far longer than Yang Feng and Winged Dragon Beast, so he naturally understands the situation here better.
"Then how do we get out?"
"Why don't you, Pterosaur, sacrifice yourself and take us out?"
Not to mention, Yang Feng has an inexplicable yearning for dragon knights, even though he has never even ridden a horse.
"Say that again, kid?"
The pterodactyl beast stared at Yang Feng with wide eyes.
"Uh, I guess we should throw this kid up first?"
Hu Xiao was fanning the wind and lighting a fire.
"This is a good idea. It just so happens that he has just cultivated his sword will to the Great Perfection and is worried that there is no place for him to be a hero?"
After saying that, the body of the Winged Dragon Beast instantly grew larger, and Hu Xiao also assisted from the side.
"No, no, I'm just kidding!"
Before Yang Feng could finish speaking, he was severely thrown out by the two beasts.
Feeling the soaring body, Yang Feng was so frightened that he couldn't speak. It was okay to have cultivation, but at this moment, the energy in his dantian was blocked.
If it were any other immortal cultivator, if he fell down right now, he would definitely be a puddle of flesh, but he, Yang Feng, was a pervert who cultivated both the immortal body and the immortal body.
In addition, the physical body has been baptized by two thunder tribulations, and it is no longer comparable to the mortal body.
The throwing force of Winged Dragon Beast and Tiger Roar was not light, but both beasts had calculated Yang Feng's physical strength accurately, so they dared to play like this.
Sure enough, after flying out of the "groove", Yang Feng's body stagnated in the air for a few seconds and then fell instantly.
This is the first time he has fallen from a height of seven feet. If Yang Feng had not been confident in the strength of his physical body, he would have greeted all the eighteen generations of women who are the ancestors of the two beasts, Winged Dragon and Tiger Roar. .
But despite this, after he adapted to the high altitude, he still cursed and pouted.
"You two are living in poverty, you, you will not die in peace!"
"Give it to me, I'll wait!"
"Woohoo! I will definitely come back!"
…
The curses were endless, and Hu Xiao really regretted not blocking Yang Feng's mouth when he threw him out.
"Ha! You kid, you still want to use me as a mount for the rest of your life!"
"Pterodactyl, do you think this kid will be resented by this kid?"
Although they were happy, it was inevitable that Yang Feng would not hold a grudge against them.
"Don't worry, although this kid's words are just like the real thing, it is almost impossible to break up with us just for a while."
"That's good."
After all, Hu Xiao was in contact with Yang Feng for the first time and had been together for a few days. He didn't know Yang Feng very well, so he was concerned about Yang Feng's emotions.
Underground cave.
The previous tranquility has been restored, the only difference is that there is a figure on a platform in the center of the cave.
I saw that the man looked like a middle-aged man, wearing a blue robe, sitting cross-legged, speaking eloquently, with a sword engraved with dragon patterns on his head, standing in the air.
It exudes an indescribable mysterious aura, and all the aura is directed towards the ground. This person is the owner of the seventh cave, Dao Qi.
And the mysterious aura emanating from him is the "summoning" sword intention. This sword intention communicates with the "sleeping sword cultivator spirits" underground in a special way.
Of course, within this secret realm of sword intent, there are not only sword cultivators but also undead and resentful spirits.
Buried underground in the secret realm were not only the sword cultivators who died fighting to protect the Wanjian Dao Sect, but also the monks who had destroyed the Wanjian Dao Sect. After these people died.
Then "qi" is generated, and those who willingly die for the sect turn into heroic spirits. Those who bloodshed the sect are called "undead" after death, and those with overwhelming resentment before death are called "revengeful spirits" .
However, Jing Dao Qi's "summoning" sword intention, with such a summons, no matter how heroic spirits, undead spirits, or resentful spirits, they all swarm in, how can they repair the soul that has been eroded by the years.
Today's secret realm of sword intent can really be called "A Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night". Although the aura of sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, the ghost energy is also rampant.
When Qian Jun fired, Yang Feng jumped into the air and landed firmly.
"Those two bastards really think I'm trash and just throw it away."
Yang Feng spat, glanced around, took out the Lingsha Sword from the Qiankun Bag, and carried it behind his back.
Walking alone towards a narrow path.
"What's going on? The sword intention is actually more intense than before. Could it be that, as Hu Xiao said, someone awakened the sword cultivating spirit sleeping underground?"
Although Yang Feng boasts of his achievements in swordsmanship, he is not yet arrogant enough to challenge a heroic spirit alone.
After a pause, he stopped moving forward, planning to wait for the two scammers to come over and then discuss his plan.
Not long after, a man in white armor strode over with a sword that shone with cold light on his back and a small ball of flesh about the size of a palm, covered in purple scales, lying on his shoulder.
Although it was the first time Yang Feng had seen the man in white armor and a snow-white cloak, the pterodactyl on his shoulders reminded him immediately.
This man wearing a white cloak and white battle armor, with a drastically changed demeanor and appearance, is the skinny and skinny White Tiger God, Tiger Roar.
"Hu Xiao, don't think that if you change your clothes and become more handsome, I won't be able to recognize you. Let me tell you, I still remember the time you two threw me like trash."
Yang Feng exposed Hu Xiao's true face on the spot.
"Pterodactyl, it seems that you really guessed it right. This guy is just talking words. Wait, it's not good!"
Feeling the breath coming towards his face, Huxiao was startled, and then a look of horror appeared on his face.
"What's wrong?" Winged Dragon Beast noticed something was wrong with Hu Xiao's expression and asked immediately.
"Let's go to the underground cave to stop it. Someone is using 'Summoning' Sword Intent to wake up all the souls sleeping in the secret realm. The entire Sword Intent Secret Realm will be enveloped by this ghostly aura."
Tiger Roar, without any time to explain, pulled Yang Feng, who was still dazed, and transformed into the white tiger beast form.
"Boy, come up quickly and we'll explain slowly on the way."
Hearing what Hu Xiao said, Yang Feng also knew the seriousness of the situation and stepped onto the beastly white tiger transformed by Hu Xiao.
Although Hu Xiao looked calm on the surface, he secretly slandered in his heart that this boy was really rude, and he must have had such thoughts for a long time.
His lower body suddenly exerted force, and he muttered in a low voice: "Sit tight."
With four legs spread out, it looks like a speeding BMW.
A place for three tombstones.
Seven middle-aged men with the same build stood side by side in front of the tombstone, watching the strange movements of the Blood Demon Bead.
It turns out that when Dao Yi left the residual aura of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" on the blood demon bead, the blood demon bead immediately started to move. Dao Yi and others chased the blood demon bead until they reached three tombstones. .
"Boss, what does this Blood Demon Pearl mean by bringing us here? Could it be that our sect's sect-suppressing sword technique is hidden in this cemetery?"
Dao Ba, who had always wanted to take revenge for being severely injured by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, naturally had a stronger desire for power than anyone else. When he saw the blood glow of the Blood Demon Pearl dimming, he felt extremely anxious.
"What Lao Ba said is not unreasonable. Boss, why don't we dig up this cemetery and take a look? Anyway, the heroic spirits and undead in this cemetery should have been awakened by Lao Qi's 'summoning' sword intention and left. "
"That's right! Boss, in order to avenge Lao Qi and revitalize the sect, we should give it a go."
…
All six people spoke up.
However, Dao Yi still had concerns in his heart. He had witnessed the horror of the blood demon clan with his own eyes, so he hesitated, but he looked at the determined expressions on the faces of his brothers.
It also moved him extremely, and it was time for them to give it a try.
"Okay! In order to avenge Lao Qi and revitalize the sect, we will fight."
Dao was ruthless and immediately made up his mind to lead a group of brothers to dig the grave. He believed that the perception of the Blood Demon Bead was not wrong.
The cemetery where the three tombstones are located is just like any other cemetery. The only special feature is that there are no weeds on this cemetery.
But this point was ignored by Dao Yi and others who were eager to find the sword secret of Zhenzong.
However, after using Tiger Roar to travel, it didn't take half a quarter of an hour for Yang Feng and his party to arrive at the underground cave.
But at this time, the underground caves were empty, and not even the swords in front of each cave were left.
"His grandma has legs, why did those guys disappear inexplicably?"
"Something's wrong. They usually won't leave this place easily. Could it be that... "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" has appeared?"
Apart from the appearance of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", Hu Xiao couldn't think of anything else that would attract this group of guys who wanted to regain the sect.
"The Zongzong Sword Art, you are saying that the Zongzong Sword Art of the Wanjian Dao Sect has appeared."
Yang Feng was extremely sensitive to the words "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One". After all, this sword technique was highly praised by even the old man of Canxian.
"Ha! You're not simple, boy! You actually know the Sword-Suppressing Sword Art of Wanjian Dao Sect. Was it the woman outside who told you about it?"
Hu Xiao couldn't help but praise Yang Feng, but suddenly thought of Yang Feng's origin, and didn't look good on Yang Feng.
Hu Xiao hated the people of Wanjian Dao Sect the most, and secondly the ancient spirits who brought the secret realm to the mortal world.
"Huxiao, please stop arguing. When we came here, we first encountered three strange tombstones, and then we fell here."
Although the Winged Dragon Beast was sleeping in the Qiankun Bag before, he knew exactly what Yang Feng had experienced in the outside world, so he planned to start with the three tombstones that "led" them here.
