Underworld, the seventh realm, endless sword grave.

Here, sword spirits, like faint light, are spinning on the top of the tomb.

Each of these sword spirits is extremely terrifying, but now, all of them have been destroyed, and their spirits have turned into ghosts and gathered here.

However, in the center of this place, a figure sits cross legged.

All around, it seems that there is an invisible realm emerging in this world.

This figure is an ancient sword.

After he entered the underworld, he found Qin Hao, and at Qin Hao's suggestion, he came here.

This time, it has been closed for nearly a hundred years.

In a hundred years, the ancient swords have absorbed the military intention of this place and fought the sword spirit here. I don't know how many battles they have gone through.

However, at this time, Wan Gujian's eyes suddenly opened.

In front of him, the void slowly split, from which came a bronze masked man with a dragon face.

"Who are you?"

Ten thousand ancient swords opened their mouth, and there was a vast sword in their eyes.

This man's strength can not be underestimated if he can enter the endless sword grave, but wangujian is not afraid.

Since he left in the southern region, he was unwilling to do so. He even had a touch of anger and cold heart. He kept practicing.

Soldiers have their own way. This is what Qin Xuan once said with them. The ancient swords dare not forget each other.

"Qingdi, let me bring a word!" The man with the dragon face, making a slow voice.

Qingdi!

These two words, but let wangujian, at this moment Mu ran color change.

Hum!

From the body of the ancient sword, there is a vast sword chant, which resounds in the endless sword grave. A vast sword sense permeates the heaven and earth. The spirit of the sword in the endless sword grave retreats in all directions.

Those broken blades are shaking, like resonating with the ancient sword.

"Qingdi, let you come to me?" Wan Gujian's voice was trembling.

Jiang Bowen did not say anything. He just looked at the sword.

Immediately, from his hands, emerged a wisp of gold mother Qi that was locked in the forbidden chain, like a wild dragon in the cage, and a wooden branch.

The immortal sword, once stained with blood, is an immortal imperial soldier.

As soon as the immortal sword of killing God comes out, Wan Gujian only feels that his body is about to crack. That kind of oppression makes Wan Gujian's face suddenly change.

"The emperor asked me to give it to you. By the way, let me tell you about it!"

"When he comes back!"

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