Dark Beast Summoner

"My God!"

The faces of the guests who came were shocked, and they lost their voices. Not long ago, they were mocking the decline of Qingyun Sword Sect, and they were slapped in the face in a blink of an eye!

The dark clouds dissipated, and the sky was clear.

Everything is silent.

However, Jianxian Mountain, which was originally bare and dark, was now filled with various swords of different grades. You can only watch from a distance, not one step closer.

But just looking at it, the heart can feel a great shock.

This is the brilliant portrayal of the sword mound ten thousand years ago!

It turns out that this is Wanjian Guizong!

Although it was an honor to witness the scene of Jian Zhuang's recovery of Wan Jian's return, but they couldn't laugh.

"No sect master, congratulations, I suddenly remembered that there are still important matters in the sect that have not been dealt with, so I will go ahead."

The head of the Dragon Claw Gate said with a smile and cupped hands.

He was the most sarcastic before, but now he just stood here, his face was burning with panic, and he just wanted to leave quickly.

The head of Shizongmen also stood up: "I also congratulate the headless, but I can't drink the wine of this apprentice ceremony, I have to take a step beforehand!"

Others couldn't hang on their faces, and wanted to leave.

After all, they were originally the same strength, and they were all nine sects. Now the Qingyun Sword Sect is obviously very different. How can they feel good in their hearts? Suffocated!

"You all have to leave, and you don't even drink a glass of this sect's apprentice wine. Are you not giving me Wujizi face?"

Wujizi smiled with a wrinkled face, the pride in his eyes was undisguised, and his tone was even more domineering.

"How can it be! What did the headless say!"

"Yes, yes, our Eight Banners Sect is here to drink your apprentice wine without Sect Master!"

In the past, Wujizi's face was worthless, but now it is not what it used to be. Jianzhong has come to life, maybe the inheritance of Qingyun Jianzong can be restored, and then Qingyun Jianzong can be said to be able to rise up in the future!

Just talking about the sword grave of Wanjian Guizong can attract countless disciples to join Qingyun Jianzong. When the power of Qingyun Jianzong is huge, shouldn't they be thrown far away?

As the saying goes, there are many friends and many paths. Qingyun Jianzong has a lot to do. Not only can they not offend Wujizi, but they have to wag their tails to please!

"Those who know current affairs are Junjie." Wujizi laughed, if he meant something.

The heads of Longzumen and Shizongmen had stiff smiles on their faces, so angry that they were about to vomit blood.

If they leave at this time, they will really offend Wujizi.

"Grandpa in charge!"

At this moment, a childish voice sounded from the top of the mountain.

hiss! There is someone on the top of the mountain that no one can get close to?

Everyone looked up!

I saw a stunning woman in a long purple tulle dress walking slowly with a little boy carved in pink and jade.

In the woman's other hand, she also held a rusty long sword. The long sword looked very ordinary, but it was very large and heavy, and it was half a person's height, but she held it very easily.

"Blue Cloud Sword!"

"Blue Cloud Sword!"

Wujizi and an old elder made a sound of shock together.

"What? Qingyun sword? Could it be that the sword is the Qingyun sword that has disappeared for ten thousand years?"

"God, how is this possible?"

The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect were in an uproar, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The guests of other sects couldn't believe it, their round eyes stared at the half-human-high sword, and their teeth were about to shatter!

Just by listening to the name of Qingyunjian, you can know what it is related to Qingyunjianzong!

In this world, there is the Qingyun Sword first, and then there is the Qingyun Sword Sect.

The Qingyun Sword is said to be a holy sword forged by an ancient holy-level refiner tens of thousands of years ago. Some people call it the emperor of swords. Because of its place, it can attract countless swords without masters!

With the Qingyun sword, there is the famous sword mound ten thousand years ago.

However, didn't the rumors say that when the Sword Immortal ascended, he took the Azure Cloud Sword to the Immortal Realm? It is precisely because of this that the sword mound was abandoned. For ten thousand years, there was no sword in the sword mound, and the Qingyun Jianzong declined into a nine-class small sect with only a few hundred people.

Why, Qingyun Sword appeared again?

Is this really the most precious Qingyun Sword of Qingyun Sword Sect?

Who is this woman who can even pick up the Qingyun Sword of the Emperor of Swords!

Could it be that she made Jian Zhuang come to life?

Countless pairs of eyes fell on the stunning woman in purple.

The eyes of the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect lit up. The head said that he wanted to accept a female apprentice, and it was Xiao Xuanxi's mother. They had never seen this mysterious woman in the past three years. Today When I saw it, I was shocked!

Not only her appearance, but more importantly, she was able to come out of the sword mound with a long sword suspected of Qingyun sword in her hand. This shocking scene made their original dissatisfaction disappear completely.

Xiao Xuanxi tilted his head and asked suspiciously, "What is the Qingyun sword? Is this sword?"

When he touched his little hands, it was covered with rust, and it was not as good-looking as the green sword that his mother had before.

Wujizi wanted to lean over excitedly, but as soon as he stepped into the range of the sword tomb, suddenly countless swords were shaking, and the fierce sword qi rose into the sky one after another, attacking him, forcing him back a few steps.

"presumptuous!"

Mu Wushuang snorted softly: "My Qingyun Sword Sect disciple enters the Sword Tomb and cannot be stopped!"

"Om-"

The sound of the sword cry became smaller, and the fierce sword qi also weakened.

Wujizi wiped the sweat on his forehead and tentatively took a few steps forward. This time, there was no sword energy to stop him, and he smoothly entered the range of the sword tomb.

"Amazing!"

"Is this our future senior sister? She's so cool!"

"Eldest sister is so amazing, I'm her fan brother!"

"Hey, what do you mean by fanboy?"

"Fascinated junior brother! You don't understand this!"

"I've learned a lot, I've learned a lot, thank you senior brother for your teaching! Then I'm also a fan of senior sister!"

The disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect were as excited as they were fighting chicken blood. Mu Wushuang was so handsome that he had no friends!

Wujizi went forward and wanted to take the sword over to take a look, but before he touched it, his hand was bounced back, and Wujizi scratched his head: "My disciple can touch it, why can't I touch it?"

However, he still bent down and read it carefully several times before finally saying excitedly: "The Qingyun Sword is here, and God wants to help my Qingyun Sword Sect!"

"That's great! It's the Qingyun Sword!"

"Our Qingyun Sword Sect is about to rise!"

"Elder Sister is really the lucky star of our sect!"

Many disciples jumped up with excitement.

Cang Yang suddenly said loudly: "Congratulations to Senior Sister for obtaining the Sword Sect inheritance, Junior Brother Cang Yang swears that he will do his best to assist Senior Sister and restore the former glory of Qingyun Sword Sect!"

The other disciples also shouted loudly: "Congratulations to the senior sister! The junior brothers swear that they will do their best to assist the senior sister!"

Hundreds of disciples swore an oath in front of the beautiful woman holding the sword at the top of the sword mound. At this moment, only the glory of the sect remained in their eyes, and they were willing to be driven by her for the same goal.