Sword Master Ling Tian

Seeing Ling Tian and others falling outside the big formation, the warriors above the high mountains in the distance were all shocked.

Unexpectedly, at this time, someone would dare to come near the enchantment.

And, even so, they can't get in.

Except for Ling Tian, ​​the warriors all recognized Zhen Mo Ran, Chen Zhong and others. Although these people were famous, they were incomparable with Jing Cang and Lu Bei and others.

"Damn it, it turns out that they didn't really break the formation, but used another method to enter it."

Zhen Moran looked at the still dense fire-colored barrier in front of him, feeling a little depressed.

Chen Zhong and others couldn't help being disappointed.

However, as they turned their eyes, they all looked at Ling Tian unanimously.

Before, when entering the ruins of the Hidden Sun Sect, Ling Tian broke open the outer formations casually, and now this layer of enchantment...

"It's okay, it's just a simple formation."

Sure enough, Ling Tian gave a light smile before stepping forward.

Under the astonished gaze of Zhen Mo Ran.

Ling Tian stretched out a hand, and a hundred thousand fiery sword shadows rushed into the big formation madly.

In fact, this big formation covering the Japanese sect is indeed no trivial matter.

After so many years, the energy has not been completely consumed.

If Ling Tian wants to break completely, it will take at least one day.

However, Ling Tian had the same idea as those two super sects, so it was enough to let this formation disappear temporarily.

For Ling Tian's Jianying, this was just casual.

Sure enough, Ling Tian put his hand on it, and it took only ten breaths, and the light of the hot formation enchantment suddenly cooled and dimmed and disappeared.

"go……"

After all, Ling Tian looked at the clouds and mist in front of him and stepped directly into it.

"I'm dizzy, is it so powerful..."

Zhen Mo Ran murmured. Although he was surprised in his heart, he knew that he couldn't delay, so he went in with Chen Zhong and others.

Hum!

There were only three breaths, and then, the formation around the Hidden Sun Peak was once again intact.

"They... went in?"

"I'm not dazzled, right, that sword-man, just put his hand on the enchantment and went in?"

"My God, this man, is he the devil!"

For a time, all the martial artists around were shocked.

...

Inside the enchantment.

After Ling Tian landed, he waved his big sleeves and swept away the clouds and mist that had come in from the surrounding area.

Behind him, Zhen Mo Ran and others also followed.

"Here, is the Hidden Sun Peak?"

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Zhen Mo Ran and others couldn't help taking a breath.

Because, here is not the ridges and green waterfalls that everyone imagined.

It's a huge mountain, and densely packed palaces on it.

Almost, the entire mountain was covered.

Moreover, at this time, these halls were already full of black dust, no longer the brilliance of the past, and many of them were even buried under the soil, seeming to tell the sadness of the sect.

On the top of the mountain, there is a big hall with a golden roof, blooming with dazzling light, which is especially eye-catching.

It is conceivable that there must be the core place of this sect.

In addition, there is a side hall on the two sides below the golden dome hall, and the energy is rising.

"There are two roads from the bottom of the mountain to the top. If you want to come to the Thunder Mountain Villa and the Blood Blade Gate, you will choose one each. Whichever one we go, we will run into them."

Chen Zhong glanced at the direction of these halls and said.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, anyway, they will die on our hands sooner or later."

Zhen Mo sneered. Now, her heart is always swollen, but she can't do it.

"Uh……"

The three of Chen Zhong glanced at each other, pursing their lips without speaking.

These two guys don't put Jing Cang and Lu Bei in their eyes now?

"Let's go, I think this road is good, just go here, I don't know who is unlucky and will run into us first."

Ling Tian pointed to the stone gate closest to them at the bottom of the mountain, and then led everyone in.

After entering it, Ling Tian found out that this place was actually like an underground palace.

It's just that the direction is upwards along the mountain. The corridor connects all the halls and pavilions on the mountain, and each place has its own function.

Among them, there are a lot of zombies. These zombies are the core disciples of the Hidden Sun Sect, and they are extremely powerful.

Occasionally, there will be some elders rushing out of the hall, and the strength is even more terrifying.

Chen Zhong and the others couldn't make a move at all. If Ling Tian and Zhen Mo were not present, even if they had entered, it would be difficult for them to move.

It's terrifying.

Bang bang!

However, Ling Tian didn't make a move either. Along the way, it was Zhen Moran's fighting intent that seemed to be in the heart of the releaser, slaying these zombies frantically.

As for Zhen Moran, who possesses the body of ten thousand poisons, which carries poison in almost every move, these zombies are better to deal with.

All the way up, perhaps because of the different paths he chose, Ling Tian never met the people who had come in before.

But there is also a lot of gains. Many halls are the cultivation residences of the core disciples and elders of the sect, and there are still medicine resources and secrets of exercises in them.

As for the Lingshi Lingbao, the Weapon Blade, etc., its inner spiritual power was absorbed by the external method and turned into scrap iron.

At this moment, Ling Tianyi finally understood why that great formation could persist for so many years without breaking apart, but it was not just because of the underground supply of spiritual veins.

In the tunnel on the other side of the mountain, the Jing Cang sword was not unsheathed, and his hands were like sword fingers. When the sword energy fell, he would behead the zombies along the way.

"I have finally arrived at this side hall. If you guessed correctly, this should be the treasure hall of the master of the sun."

Behind Jing Cang, one person stood with his hands behind him. The gray and white robe on his body was missing, but the purple brocade dress was shocked, but his expression was not humble even when facing Jing Cang.

This person is not actually from the Thunder Mountain Villa!

"Haha, Liu Min...If you like it, you can take away this dear treasure."

Jing Cang turned around and suddenly smiled.

Unexpectedly, the warrior named Liu Min shook his head, "You don't need to bluff me, the things in here are precious, can the things in that hall be precious?"

"However, you Jing Cang don't have to worry, my Qingshui swordsman Liu Min, although I am a scattered member of the Western Regions, but since I have received your benefits, I will never do treachery. Besides, you are already a half-step Sword Region now. It’s just a thin line from the beginning of the sword realm, and I am not your opponent either..."