The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Wow~

The blue ice soul Yin Qi rolls like water.

Su Yi's figure was like a fish swimming in the water, rushing towards the bottom of the cave.

The skin all over his body was filled with ripples of water-like charm, and when he shuttled through the Yin Qi of the Ice Soul, he was not affected in any way.

The further down you go, the more intense and astonishing the Yin Qi of the Ice Soul becomes, and the power of your spiritual thoughts is greatly hindered, and you can only perceive a distance of ten feet at most.

Under such circumstances, Su Yi used a secret technique called 'Donghuo Golden Eyes', his eyes glowed with a faint golden color, and mysterious secret patterns intertwined and flashed.

This allows him to see the scene within a hundred feet, so that he will not have time to react when an accident occurs.

Three thousand feet.

Five thousand feet.

When he reached eight thousand feet underground, Su Yi frowned.

The Yin Qi of the Ice Soul became more and more intense, like a heavy icy cold water flow. The further down it went, the greater the pressure it endured.

Ordinary monks are destined to be unable to move even an inch!

If you break in forcefully, you are destined to be invaded by the Yin Qi of the Ice Soul and freeze to death!

"Even the first-class heaven and earth spiritual veins can hardly have such strong ice soul yin energy. Could it be said that the ice soul yin energy gathered here is related to the 'innate divine object' hidden here?"

Su Yi's eyes flashed.

Innate divine objects are treasures born from the origin of heaven and earth. They can be encountered but cannot be sought. Their preciousness is enough to make people in the imperial realm salivate!

Moreover, Su Yi was very suspicious that the innate divine object buried in Mount Xumi was very likely to have some connection with the Dark Ancient Forbidden City.

"If this is true, the danger hidden here is destined to be extraordinary."

While thinking, Su Yi continued to sweep downwards.

When he reached nine thousand feet, Su Yi's eyes lit up and his flying speed quietly became faster.

In a few breaths, Su Yi rushed out of the ice-soul Yin Qi like water, and his figure floated to the ground.

The scene before him suddenly changed.

This is an underground world that is extremely vast and endless.

What is shocking is that in this world, there are dense tombs, and in front of each tomb, there are tombstones.

Wisps of blood mist lingered in the void, shrouding the tombs, adding a permeating gloomy aura.

Anyone who sees this place will probably mistakenly think that they have entered a huge underground tomb complex.

"How come there are so many tombstones under Mount Sumeru?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and saw that far away from the dense tombs, there was a black portal that connected the sky and the earth, like a gate to a world, extremely vast.

It is also like a curtain of night stretching across the sky and earth, which makes people feel heart palpitated.

Because the distance was too far, Su Yi couldn't see clearly and couldn't identify the origin of that black portal like a chasm.

After thinking about it, Su Yi picked it up with his fingertips, and a wisp of golden blood emerged. Then, the golden blood seemed to sense something and trembled slightly.

"It seems that the innate divine object is hidden very far away."

Su Yi put away the golden blood and made this conclusion.

He didn't act in a hurry, and strolled to the nearest tomb, his eyes falling on the tombstone standing in front of the tomb.

The tombstone was engraved with ancient demon inscriptions, and the handwriting was scrawled, obviously written in a hurry.

"The ninth generation true disciple of the inner sect of Xumi Sacred Pavilion, the tomb of Wang Xumei."

Su Yi read it out.

There is nothing worth noting.

He put away his eyes, stepped forward, and looked at the tomb in front of another tomb.

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monument.

"The ninth generation true disciple of the inner sect of Xumi Sacred Pavilion, the tomb of Jian Ming Chong."

The handwriting was equally sloppy and clearly belonged to the same person.

Su Yi continued to move forward, and almost all the tombstones he saw along the way were like this, only the names and identities were different.

But Su Yi had a suspicion in his heart.

There are at least thousands of tombs here, but the owner of each tombstone is almost the descendant of the seventh to ninth generation.

In addition, the handwriting on the tombstones are all written by the same person.

It gives people the feeling that the people buried here all suffered some kind of big change and fell together. The only survivor was buried here and a monument was erected for them!

"Could it be that when the Dark Ancient Forbidden Kingdom came thirty thousand years ago, some kind of sudden change occurred here, causing the descendants of the Xumi Sacred Pavilion to die here before they had time to escape?"

Su Yi pondered.

Suddenly, a faint sound of fighting came from a very far distance.

Su Yi's pupils were slightly condensed, revealing a strange color. Someone had arrived before him?

He immediately stopped thinking about it and used the Yuliu Escape Technique to fly towards the distance.

Passing by the dense group of tombs, further forward, there is a dark and gloomy world, with dense star skeletons floating quietly above the sky.

The thick blood mist fell from a very high place like a waterfall, and it was a strange scarlet color.

This is a very strange sight.

People can't help but think of the bloody mist hanging over the top of Mount Sumeru, as well as the countless suspended star skeletons.

However, Su Yi could still detect the difference.

The number and scale of star skeletons suspended high in this underground world far exceed those seen in the outside world!

And the blood mist contains wisps of decaying death energy. Although it is not dangerous, if it invades the body, it will corrode the vitality and stain the soul...

A full half-quarter of an hour later.

Su Yi finally saw clearly that the black portal connecting the sky and the earth in the far distance was a space portal, constructed of obscure and profound space power!

At the bottom of the black portal, there is a nine-foot-tall bronze gate.

The bronze door is tightly closed and embedded in the space portal, with countless mysterious totem patterns engraved on it.

"Separate the outside world with a space barrier and build a forbidden door. This layout is the emperor's coming. If you can't figure out the secret to unlocking the forbidden power, you can only stop here."

Su Yi was thoughtful.

Immediately, he moved his eyes to a place not far away from the bronze gate.

There is a giant dojo with an area of ​​1,000 feet.

At this time, a fierce battle was taking place in the dojo.

An old man in white robes with a high crown and a rich belt joined forces with a middle-aged man in blood clothes, and they were fighting fiercely with a spiritual sword.

This is an extremely dangerous and rare battle.

Su Yi could tell at a glance that the white-robed old man and the blood-clothed middle-aged man were both Yuanshen at the Great Perfection level of the spiritual realm. The Yuanshen's Dharma was solid and real, extremely powerful and terrifying, far beyond ordinary people.

The old man in white robes wields a snow-white spiritual sword. His swordsmanship is extremely advanced, and he is enough to gain the upper hand even in a duel with ordinary spiritual phase characters!

The middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes holds a short black halberd in each hand. He is as powerful as the old man in white robe.

According to Su Yi's judgment, the strength of these two Spiritual Phase Realm Yuanshen is enough to suppress an ancient evildoer like Huan Shaoyou, who has just broken through the Spirit Transformation Realm!

Undoubtedly, these two souls have great origins.

However, what really interested Su Yi was the opponents of these two people.

That's a rusty one

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The spirit sword is three feet and two inches long, and its entire body is an ethereal azure color.

This sword is as strong as electricity and has great power. With a single sweep, it will set off a dazzling and stunning sword light. The sword light is like blue ice and snow, cold and bright, illuminating the universe.

Even if he fights against two souls who are at the Dzogchen level of spiritual realm, he still won’t fall behind!

But Su Yi noticed that there were many cracks on the surface of the sword, and it was stained with rust. It was stained with some blood that could not fade away, making the patina on the sword body also show a faint crimson color.

Looking from a distance, this sword is extremely old, with the breath of time deposited. The azure sword body is rusty and crimson. Although there are cracks, the power is still so powerful that it makes people tremble.

"This sword...is not bad!"

Su Yi couldn't help but be surprised.

As a sword cultivator, how could he not see how magical this sword was?

It can be said that this is the first top-notch ancient sword he has seen since entering Daxia.

This sword is remarkable regardless of its material, refining method, or the unique spirituality that permeates the blade.

The only regrettable thing may be that this sword has flaws and the sword body is seriously damaged. Otherwise, its power would be far more than that.

Clang!

Suddenly, a sword roar sounded.

Almost at the same time, streaks of silver sword energy suddenly appeared and slashed towards Su Yi.

Su Yi stood still, his eyes calm.

boom!

This silver sword energy slashed down three feet in front of him, creating a straight crack. The fine blade energy spread, making Su Yi's green robe make a hunting sound.

As the smoke and dust dispersed, a cold and terrifying voice sounded like a blade:

"If you dare to cross this line, you will be beheaded."

Su Yi looked up and saw a man in black robe standing in the shadow outside the Qianzhang Dojo.

He was tall and thin, with thick long hair as disheveled as grass, and his face seemed bloodless, giving him a sickly aura.

Jing Lingzhen!

An ancient evildoer who came from the Sun Yang Sect, with an indifferent and lonely temperament.

Although he is unknown in the Daxia cultivation world, in the circle of ancient monsters, he is a very cruel person.

Su Yi had already met each other when he came to Xumi Immortal Island, and also learned from Weng Jiu that although Jing Lingzhen, Yan Jingyun, and Mo Xingzhe did not participate in the Lantai Dharma Assembly, these three people Their moral deeds and talents are each stronger than the last.

When Su Yi looked over, Jing Lingzhen was indifferent and cold, as terrifying as a blade. He reached out his hand and slowly made a beheading motion between his neck.

The threat is undisguised!

Su Yi was not angry, his expression was as calm as before.

He could see that Jing Lingzhen, a top figure among ancient monsters, had entered the realm of spirit transformation. Perhaps because of this, his posture was so strong, sharp and aggressive.

Suddenly, another clear laughter sounded: "I didn't expect that besides me and Brother Jing, Fellow Daoist Su would be the first to arrive here."

On the other side of the huge dojo in the distance, a figure walked out.

This is a young man with bronze skin, broad eyebrows, and long hair.

He was wearing an ink robe and carrying a sword case on his back. His eyes were as bright as stars, and his gestures exuded a fierce and arrogant aura.

Yan Jingyun!

An ancient evildoer from the "Tianji Taoist Sect" who is the leader of Taoist sects in the world.

In terms of background, background and strength, this person is not weaker than the top characters among ancient evildoers such as Huan Shaoyou and Zeng Pu. He is known as the "Sword Maniac".

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