Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Ye Fan, the previous thing was that we were wrong!"

Seeing that Wang Xinruo gave them a step, Lin Huasheng and others would naturally not miss it at this moment, and they all apologized to Ye Fan, but their tone was mostly blunt and insincere.

After looking at them coldly, Ye Fan walked towards the wooden door of the ancient temple alone, while the others just looked at them, and couldn't help feeling a little excited.

The thousand-year secrets of the ancient sword pavilion are all in this nameless ancient temple, and the long-awaited Three Wu Sword Art, the Heavenly Soldier Heavenly Sword, will most likely also appear.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Ye Fan stepped onto the steps of the ancient temple, and in his hand, a strange stone appeared, which was the key of ten thousand swords.

On the night of Jiange's birth, the strange stone happened to exude the light of ten thousand swords, killing Sun Zheng, saving Ye Fan's life, and having an inseparable connection with everything now.

Ye Fan didn't know what was behind this door, but he wouldn't let everyone down.

"Ye Fan, be careful!" Wang Xinruo couldn't help but shout when seeing Ye Fan already standing in front of the door.

The ancient sword pavilion was too dangerous, and I had to pay attention to it everywhere, even when opening the door.

Ye Fan nodded lightly, and slowly inserted the Key of Ten Thousand Swords into the wooden door.

"brush!"

In an instant, the wooden door shot out a thousand feet of white light, and the sharp aura covered hundreds of miles around it. Many people with lower cultivation bases were directly washed away by this white light.

"The Light of Ten Thousand Swords!"

Ye Fan exclaimed, and almost teleported a mile away in the next moment, but because of that, there was still a bit of white light on his arm, and it suddenly became bloody, with bones visible.

"what……"

Many loose repairs near the gate were touched by the light of ten thousand swords, and they dissipated like Sun Zheng before, turning into a pool of blood.

In the distance, Wang Xinruo and others had already retreated a few miles away, staring blankly at this scene in the field, and the power of the swordsmanship shocked everyone present.

"Ye Fan, are you okay!" Wang Xinruo came to Ye Fan's side, looked at his **** arm, and frowned slightly.

At this moment, Ye Fan had already cast a Heavenly Pill of Replenishment in his mouth. Since the extermination of Lord Ye Kun, his cultivation level has not recovered to the peak. At this moment, he almost died under the light of ten thousand swords, and he could only chant. Medicine.

"I'm fine, this white light is too terrifying, everyone must not go there." Ye Fan exhorted everyone present.

"Crunch..."

After everyone waited for a while, the white light finally dissipated, and there was a hoarse opening sound from the door of the ancient temple. The wooden door had opened spontaneously from the outside to the inside, and a deep and terrifying atmosphere was overflowing from the door.

Looking from the outside, the inside of the ancient temple was completely dark, and nothing was clearly visible.

As if the previous lesson had already been learned, no one acted impulsively at this moment. If there is another big array behind this door, or the white light just now shoots out, then everyone will suffer again.

"Shoo!"

As time passed, the sound of ancient swords passing through the air was heard in the ancient hall without interruption.

"Look!"

I don't know who yelled, everyone looked into the dark temple, and saw ten big swords shot out in one breath, just like this suspended in front of the ancient temple.

At the same time, there was a voice of vicissitudes coming from the door: "Sword tomb forbidden area, only ten people entered, came by sword, and went away through the wind. If you don't enter now, when is it!"

As soon as this voice came out, there was an uproar among the people below. There was a quota for entering this ancient temple, and it was necessary to step in with a sword.

Fortunately, they didn't rush in, otherwise they wouldn't know how they died.

"It turns out that this is the Sword Tomb, no wonder..." When Elder Xuanji and Wang Xinruo heard this, a trace of clear expression appeared on their faces, as if they knew something about the Sword Tomb.

"Senior, what does this sword tomb mean? Why are only ten people able to enter?" Now that you know the rules for entering the sword tomb, everyone is no longer anxious, and it is not too late to enter when you find it out.

After all, in such places, a mistake is a mortal state.

"The sword tomb is the place where the sword is buried, and it can also be called the tomb of the sword. According to legend, this is the most sacred place in the ancient sword pavilion. In order not to disturb the rest of the sword, there has always been a rule that only ten people can be admitted at a time, even if He is the original master of the sword pavilion, and he must obey it!" Elder Xuanji rolled his beard and looked at the ancient temple road in front of him with reverence.

"Sword's cemetery?" Ye Fan and the people around them were shocked. This ancient sword pavilion was indeed the supreme sword gate, and it actually gave Jian a cemetery.

"The great secrets of the ancient sword pavilion must be buried in this sword mound!" Wang Xinruo said affirmatively, looking at the ten giant swords floating in the air, his eyes flashed with essence.

As long as you can enter the sword mound, you will definitely get a chance, and the long-lost Three Wu Jian Jue is basically buried in this sword mound.

"There are only ten places to enter the Sword Tomb. There are six tribes and six sects, plus the casual repair camp. One person in each camp is just enough ten!" Wang Xinruo stood in front of the ten giant swords and began to assign candidates.

"Wait a minute, I will assign this candidate!"

Seeing Wang Xinruo starting to appoint a candidate, Ye Fan immediately interrupted her and took the initiative.

"Well then!" Wang Xinruo did not reject Ye Fan. After all, the Key of Ten Thousand Swords was also contributed by Ye Fan. It is normal for Ye Fan to allocate these ten places.

"Ye Fan, you can't be partial, if you are divided among the people of the High Heaven Palace, I will not accept it!" Lin Huasheng immediately warned after seeing this scene.

Ye Fan glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I will distribute according to the three clans and six sects, but some have to be adjusted!"

Looking at the people below who were listening attentively, Ye Fan continued: "The Ye Family Ye Kun is dead, and the Ye Family's people on this trip are basically dead. All that is left is waste, so don't waste this place. As for other things Each family sect will send a representative!"

Hearing what Ye Fan said, the people below were silent, because it was fair to do so, at least let them choose their own representatives, and the people of the Ye family really talked about the strength as Ye Fan said, the previous masters Ye Fan had been killed, there was nothing to say at the moment.

"Ye Fan benefactor, people of Jade Buddha Sect never enter the tomb, leave this place to you, I can wait outside to study a few swordsmanship!" Master Changuang said faintly at the moment.

The Buddhist doctrines are clear, and they directly rejected this place, making everyone around them hate their teeth. Everyone wanted this opportunity, but the Jade Buddha Sect chose to give it up.

"Master's disposition, Xiao Fan admires!" Ye Fanchao, Master Chenguang bowed slightly. After all, he was born and died in the sword pavilion.

"I come!"

"I'm one too!"

...

Soon, the seven people had spontaneously released, stood in front of Ye Fan, their eyes flashed one by one, Ye Fan couldn't help but a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. These people were all within his expectation.