"Don't underestimate Zhongzhou, have you forgotten the rumors some time ago?"

"Humph! It is rumored that the three become tigers, who knows if it is true or not?"

Among these people, in addition to breaking the formation, there are several guards.

One of them sits cross-legged under an ancient tree for cultivation, with a deep breath.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said: "Shuo'er, don't be careless. Now Zhongzhou is no longer the original Zhongzhou. As outsiders, we should not cause trouble and leave when we get the inheritance."

"Yes, Grandpa Second."

Wu Shuo said respectfully.

They came from the Wu family in Mingzhou and found this place based on clues, but didn't want to clashed with Leng Yiyi halfway through.

However, while away from home, killing people is nothing but head nodding. There are too many things to kill each other for chance, but no one cares about it.

"Also, be careful of those casual repairs."

Wu Hongxiao turned his eyes and fell between the mountains and forests in the distance.

In those areas, breath flashed from time to time, and it was obvious that many people had gathered.

"A bunch of ants."

Wu Shuo smiled proudly.

In the waiting time, another half day passed.

"Broken!"

A voice of excitement came.

Rumble! ! !

The ground shook violently, and then the barrier that was isolated broke apart, and a simple and sharp aura rushed toward everyone.

Everyone was shocked.

"Tibetan Sword Mountain Range!"

"Sure enough, this is the place where the saint of Swordsman fell!"

"go!"

The Wu family rushed into the mountains one after another.

Not long after, behind them, there were also figures passing by.

"Hi! Lots of swords!"

These people paused in the air, looking from a distance, and saw swords falling everywhere near and far on the rolling mountains.

Nothing else.

Only the sword.

It seems to have come to the world of swords.

Wu Shuo was also taken aback, and asked Wu Hongxiao: "Second grandfather, this... where is the inheritance?"

Wu Hongxiao said solemnly: "It is rumored that the sword-screaming saint has a strange personality. If he leaves the inheritance, he will certainly not be like ordinary people. Maybe the inheritance is hidden in which of these swords."

"Damn! There are at least tens of thousands of swords here, right? How can I find them?"

Wu Shuo cursed secretly.

"Damn Singing Sword Saint, keeping a legacy is so troublesome."

"Shut up!" Wu Hongxiao frowned, "Which one of the holy realm inheritance is simple? As long as you have the opportunity, let alone look for tens of thousands of swords, even if it is hundreds of thousands, you still have to look for it!"

Wu Shuo nodded: "The second grandpa, do you want those people..."

"No hurry." Wu Hongxiao looked indifferently.

"Hey~ Grandpa Second is as thoughtful as you think."

Wu Shuo waved a big hand, causing his subordinates to start looking for inheritance.

There were tens of thousands of swords, each of which looked the same, and even if the divine consciousness covered the past, there was no difference. This situation made everyone feel depressed.

The divine consciousness cannot be detected, so they can only search one by one.

However, the inheritance of the sacred realm can be met and cannot be sought, if it can be obtained, it will surely soar into the sky in the future.

Driven by profit, some people rush forward.

In the distance, Leng Yiyi hides among the mountains and forests.

Her attention was not on those swords, but on the Wu family.

"One, two, three... six."

"Two Nirvana realms, three good fortune realms, and one..."

Leng Yiyi frowned.

"The peak of good fortune realm?"

Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and when you open them again, Leng Yiyi's eyes are no longer emotional.

Whoosh~

In the mountains, a group of monks dispersed, looking for inheritance.

"Damn! How can I find so many swords?"

A disciple of the Wu family scolded secretly.

"Satisfied, this is the inheritance of the holy realm, at least there is no danger, isn't it? I quickly found it back."

"It's not dangerous and troublesome. These swords can shield God's consciousness, only one by one..."

Before the Wu family disciple had finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, his eyes rounded.

"who!?"

Huh~~