The Most Powerful Young Man

A bird's-eye view of the entire altar, I feel more and more supernatural and majestic.

If this place is really under the sword mountain, then he feels that the inside of the sword mountain is empty.

This space is so big that the altar looks very spectacular.

The sword aura here seems to be stronger than the above. Xiao Yao had heard from Su Shanshan before that there were some problems with the root of Jianshan's sword aura.

He now has an intuition that he seems to be very close to the "sword qi origin" that Su Shanshan said.

Thinking about it this way, I'm still a little excited...

After the mountains shook, when Su Shanshan and Luo Yin stabilized their figures again, Xiao Yao no longer knew where they were.

It's like disappearing out of thin air.

A crack appeared in the place where Xiao Yao stood before.

Two girls, with dumbfounded faces.

That's right, just two faces!

"Master, shouldn't Grandpa Chen fall into the ditch?" The crack that appeared out of thin air looked like a ditch.

Su Shanshan walked up and took a look, but didn't speak.

Luo Yin was already a little anxious, and urged: "Master, let's go and find Grandpa Chen!"

"No." Su Shanshan shook his head, frowning and said.

"Why?" Luo Yin was a little surprised at his master's answer.

Su Shanshan turned his face to look at Luo Yin and said, "Although we have not gone down now, I can still feel the sharp sword wind. If we go down now, I am afraid that we will have been attacked before landing. The wind is violent."

When he said this, Su Shanshan frowned.

Luo Yin's face instantly became pale, and he felt weak in his arms and legs.

"That... that Grandpa Chen now..."

Luo Yin didn't finish speaking, and Su Shanshan didn't answer either.

"Uuuuu, is Grandpa Chen dead already?" Luo Yin's tears came just as he said it.

Su Shanshan had a headache, and quickly comforted: "That's what I said, but Chen Jianzun is so strong, there should be nothing to do, we don't need to worry..."

Although he said that, Su Shanshan's voice was getting smaller and smaller before he finished speaking.

Even she felt that she was talking nonsense now.

"Master, is Grandpa Chen really still alive?" Luo Yin sobbed and asked in a low voice.

Su Shanshan didn’t know how to answer Luo Yin’s question. He just looked at the girl’s red eyes and nodded helplessly. He went against his heart and comforted: "Yes, Chen Jianzun is strong, and there should be a way to resist it. The sword wind below."

Luo Yin's mood was better then.

She wasn't stupid, she just felt that her master shouldn't lie to herself.

Although she and Xiao Yao didn't know each other for a long time, Luo Yin felt that Xiao Yao was a good person. If it weren't for Xiao Yao, she wouldn't have been able to enter the ranks of immortals.

Now, Luo Yin is very generous!

Xiao Yao is also very square now.

He always felt that the origin of Jianshan Jianqi was not very far from him, but he couldn't find it.

Very irritable at the moment.

He wandered around like a headless fly.

Soon, he had already understood the whole picture of the altar.

It is precisely because he understands that he feels very curious now, and he really can't figure out why this altar will follow the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

In this altar, the atmosphere of Chinese culture was too heavy. He couldn't help thinking whether the existence of this altar had anything to do with the original human race. In addition, he wanted to know the existence and significance of this altar. , And why does it exist in this place.

Standing in the center of the altar, he walked a certain distance forward. In front of him was a stone platform. On the stone platform, it was not empty, but a wooden box was stored.

After opening the wooden box, there were some talisman seals in the wooden box.

I don't know how many years ago this thing is, and it can exist until this time, it can be seen that this wooden box is definitely not a mortal thing.

Except for the wooden box containing the seal of characters, two stone swords are carved on each side of the stone platform.

The stone sword didn't look very big, it was about the size of a palm, and it was carved on a stone platform. The two were integrated, so Xiao Yao couldn't pick up the small stone sword and look at it.

Above his head, the different fire was still burning.

When Xiao Yao picked up the talisman seal on the wooden box, a little strange fire suddenly fell, like a star in the dark night, just falling on the talisman seal, and the talisman seal burned instantly, and the green smoke was clearly visible. It did not dissipate in the air immediately, but slowly condensed, connecting end to end to form a circle like a mirror, and at this time, in this environment, in the light of the different fire, a holy halo was emitted. , The light ripples, gradually calmed down, forming a light curtain.

In the light curtain, heads are crowded.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, took a step forward, and watched carefully.

The scene in the light curtain looked familiar to him, and then after thinking about it, he suddenly realized.

What was reflected by the light curtain was astonishingly on the altar that he stretched out at this time.

But in the light curtain, that piece of altar looked more towering, and on the altar, there were dozens of people standing, and under the altar, there were thousands of people.

It was a good time when the sun was shining brightly. In front of the stone table on the altar in the light curtain, stood a man holding a long sword, Gao Guanbo with Yu Xuanang, expressionless and with Tianwei.

When Xiao Yao found out that there was still a jade medallion hanging around his waist, he suddenly remembered the one that Luo Yin showed him before.

These are all immortals!

This jade medal is a symbol of the status of Zhenlong Jianzong.

Logically speaking, this should have happened a long, long time ago, otherwise, Su Shanshan would not be ignorant of the situation here, and would not be curious about the origin of sword qi.

In the light curtain, the immortals above and below the altar are full of pious faces, one by one looking at the sky silently, and their eyes are full of expectations, seeming to be praying for something.

The fairy clan holding a long sword in the light curtain suddenly picked up a talisman seal, and the talisman flew high, lingering in the strands of blue smoke, turning into a blue crane, and the blue crane stretched its neck and screamed. Strands of cyan changhong rose from the ground, connecting heaven and earth.

When Xiao Yao saw this, he was still puzzled, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, as if a treasure had been opened by himself, and then countless amounts of information poured into his brain...

Inheritance of Human Race!

In this environment, he unexpectedly opened up part of the memory of the human race.

The expression on Xiao Yao's face became extremely painful, as if he was enduring an unbearable torment.

With the passage of time, Xiao Yao’s turbid pupils gradually became clear. He looked at the light curtain again, and the scene in the light curtain had changed. What he saw was no longer the altar, but above the sword mountain. A sword field filled with long swords.

On the sword field, the swords screamed, however, it only lasted for a minute, and it quickly subsided.

The immortals above and below the altar all showed regret, and even more desperate.

A group of immortals knelt down and knocked their heads, but they didn't see the temper of heaven.

The light curtain disappeared, Xiao Yao breathed a long sigh of relief, with a sneer on his face.

He finally understood what the existence of this altar meant.

I don't know how many years ago, a group of immortals of the Zhenlong Sword Sect laid an altar to pray for a ray of swordsmanship from Heaven.

The arrangement of the altar and the engraving on the seals were all what they saw from an ancient book, but that ancient book was found in that place in the Great Wasteland.

Unfortunately, these immortals failed.

"In the way of the human race, pray to the Dao of Heaven, and the Dao of Heaven will promise you soon." Xiao Yao said, biting his head.

He looked at the remaining talisman seals in the wooden box again, his eyes moved continuously, as if he was thinking about something.

"They failed because they are the fairy clan, but I am different. I am a human race. This was originally something that our human race has researched. Since this is the case, why don't I do something in this current situation? ?"

Wanting to understand this, Xiao Yao's smile became even brighter.

If he succeeds, the seniors of the Zhenlong Sword Sect, one by one, don't know how badly they should be. This is to make wedding dresses for others.

I have to say that although the former immortals of the Zhenlong Sword Sect are no longer there, the altar has been abandoned, and even because of ugliness, it has not been recorded, but their attitude is still very strict. Especially in the layout of the altar, every step is exactly the same.

It's a pity that they are immortal clan, and they ended in failure.

Xiao Yao stretched out his hand, took out a talisman seal, shook his head, and threw the talisman seal aside.

"Fu Zhuan is completely painting a gourd. Although it has gathered some spirit and power, it is not enough to attract the temper of the heavens." The Spring Autumn Sword in Xiao Yao's hand suddenly appeared, and his body leaped high.

In an instant, the sword light burst out from the Spring and Autumn Sword, and the sword light flashed again and again, very eye-catching.

Sword patterns emanating from sword light rippled in this space. On the altar, the sword light left a trail of marks, which looked vigorous and powerful. A bird’s eye view revealed that this was Xiao Yao’s long sword. It is the pen, the altar is the paper, the sword intent is the ink, and the seal is written.

Vigorous and powerful, dust flying.

After Xiao Yao fell, he stood in the center of Fu Zhuan, raised his head, and looked through the gap above his head.

"Human Xiao Yao, ask for a ray of kendo again!"

Xiao Yao suddenly shouted in anger.

In an instant, the space oscillated again.

Xiao Yao held the Spring and Autumn Sword in his hand, and he swung it out, the sword wind was overwhelming, and his clothes fluttered.

"Come here all!"

There was another roar.

Say what you say.

outside.

Above the sword field, ten thousand swords rose from the ground together, sounding pleasant sword sounds, the sword aura was soaring, clustered, pouring into the gap that suddenly appeared, like a locust plundering.

Pointing the star, exterminating the devil, and flying feathers, under the gaze of Su Shanshan and Luo Yin, along with the long sword on the sword field, flew into the deep hole.

"You are not here, what are you waiting for?!" Xiao Yao was suddenly furious, stamped his feet, and shouted with the majestic sword intent on the altar.

A cyan long sword, swaying like a drunkard, also flew into the deep hole.

Sword name, Zhenlong!