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Lu Yi's heart sank, did the Immortal Sword Sect pass down the Immortal Sword Sutra?

In this way, wouldn't he never be able to obtain the complete exercise?

Lu Yi was very disappointed, but there was nothing he could do.

The atmosphere in the main hall was dead silent, and then a Mahayana old man gritted his teeth and rushed towards the gate again, intending to fight.

Just as he was approaching the gate, the Immortal Sword shook lightly, and the Mahayana old man outside the gate directly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and no one reacted.

This completely chilled the other monks.

"The awakened fairy weapon is too scary!"

"It's impossible for us to take it out!"

All of them had a bitter expression on their faces.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the main hall.

It was an old man with gray hair, his face was rosy, and his skin was as smooth as a young man's, exuding vitality.

The old man didn't have any breath fluctuations, just like an ordinary old man, standing there with his hands behind his back, looking at the crystal and the immortal sword inside, his eyes wandered, with a trace of thought.

Transcending Tribulation Cultivator.

"Old Ancestor!" The monks of Taiyi Holy Land's eyes lit up, and they all spoke.

This is the cultivator of the Supreme One Holy Land!

The old man didn't respond, and smiled lightly: "Other fellow Taoists, stop hiding and come out."

Hearing this, another figure suddenly appeared in the main hall.

Some are white-haired old women, some are middle-aged men, and some are beautiful women.

Everyone appeared silently, as if they had been standing in the main hall.

All of them are monks who have crossed the catastrophe!

Lu Yi also saw an old man he was familiar with. He had seen it under the Excalibur Monument at the time. The old man was enlightening at that time. Later, he kept urging Lu Yi to join the Excalibur Sect, saying that he would betroth Jian Ruyu to him.

Lu Yi's head was full of black lines, and that old man who didn't care was actually a gangster.

But at this moment, the old man looked less out of tune, with a calm expression and the air of a strong man.

It is conceivable that the tribulation-crossing monks here are basically old people from various holy places of Xianzong, and there may be strong people from other places.

All the gangsters were very calm, and they were all looking inside the gate at the moment.

"It's the Immortal Sword...I didn't expect it to be born again." The old man Du Jie sighed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Having disappeared for millions of years, it is indeed time to be born." A square-faced, domineering middle-aged man with his hands behind his back said calmly.

"This is the spiritual jade condensed from the spirit of thousands of years. Such a large piece, I am afraid that it has exhausted the foundation of the Xianzong. Who is the person in it? It is buried with such a large piece of spiritual jade." An old woman looked at the jade sealed in the crystal. The young man inside asked in surprise.

The others were equally astonished.

"This friend of the Taoist body contains extremely terrifying power, even after death, it still hasn't calmed down. I'm afraid it's self-sealed here, and I don't want my body to turn into a resentful corpse and cause harm to one party." Some old people guessed.

The others also nodded slightly, agreeing with this guess.

Soon, they calmed down, with a hint of sharpness in their breath.

When it's time to get down to business, the fairy artifact is right in front of you, but there's only one. There are so many people here, it's hard to tell them apart.

Only one can get it.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and the domineering middle-aged man took it for granted: "The inheritance of the Immortal Sword Sect should naturally be accepted by the Sword Sect. This Indestructible Sword should be contested by several kendo sects."

"So what if you're not a swordsman? I can also learn swords now! How precious are immortal artifacts? I'm willing to switch to a swordsman." An old man laughed.

"There's nothing to say. This is an artifact from the Eastern Territory. People from the Central Territory will go first." The young and beautiful woman glanced at a young man.

The young man had a grim expression and glanced at her: "It's funny... Immortal artifacts are divided into regions?"

While everyone was speaking, their aura increased little by little. Gradually, the entire main hall turned into a terrifying aura like a stormy sea, sweeping the main hall.

That is to say, the powerful people blocked the coercion, otherwise the Jindan cultivator might be directly crushed to death by this momentum.

"In that case, let's see the real chapter!"

A group of monks who crossed the robbery disappeared in place at the same time.

The next moment, a terrible roar sounded, the entire palace was shaking, the earth was shaking, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

Even if all the great powers dealt with the resentful corpses in the hall before, there was no such movement.

All the monks in the main hall had complicated expressions at the moment.

The casual cultivators are already very calm, and even the great powers of crossing the catastrophe have come, and the things inside are not what they can expect.

They even have a retreat.

And all the monks of the sect are extremely worried, hoping that their ancestors can win.

After all, this is a fairy artifact!

If it is brought back, the Zongmen will have an extra powerful hole card.

Especially in the Holy Land of Xianzong, with two immortal weapons in hand, who can stop them?

However, someone thought of something and looked at Lu Yi with a strange expression.

The most miserable person is probably this enchanting Tianjiao from the Eastern Region. Although I don’t know where this Tianjiao obtained the key to the Immortal Sword Sect, but after opening this fairy formation, the fairy artifact must have nothing to do with him up.

The cultivator of Huashen in Yutian Palace sneered again and again, very happy.

The disciples of several holy places were somewhat sympathetic.

Jian Ruyu opened her mouth, but found that she didn't know what to say, even if Lu Yi got the fairy weapon, she couldn't keep it.

After all, Bai Yunzong's strength lies there, and taking the fairy weapon will only be a disaster.

Ding Qing looked at Lu Yi, patted Lu Yi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Boy Lu, if my Excalibur Sect obtains this Immortal Sword, I can lend you the Excalibur Sutra as compensation."

Nan Yuqing also opened his mouth and said: "If I obtain the Taihuang Sword Sect, I can also borrow your Taihuang Sword Classic to read it."

These words made the other monks look sideways, a little surprised.

The two major sword sects are willing to lend Lu Yi the Zhenzong Kungfu to have a look?

Afterwards, Yuan Jin from Taiyi Holy Land also smiled and said: "Little guy, if I get this divine sword from Taiyi Holy Land, you can also come to my Taiyi Holy Land and enter the Taiyi map to understand the way of formation."

Hearing this, Lu Yi smiled and said, "Thank you all elders for your kindness, I'm here to thank you."

He is not unhappy in his heart, it's just a fairy weapon, it's really not suitable for him to take it now, and he will always have it in the future.

On the contrary, it is a skill, which he needs urgently.

If the Immortal Sword is really obtained by the Divine Sword Sect, it would be even better, and he can transfer to the Divine Sword Sutra.

Lu Yi thought about this question in his heart.

At this moment, Tianlong Shengzi suddenly pointed at the crystal, and said with some uncertainty: "Look at the crystal...is there a little bit of cracking?"

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the main hall stagnated, and everyone turned their heads suddenly to look at the crystal.

The crystal floated in the air, and the Immortal Sword sprinkled pieces of golden light, covering it, even though there was a huge movement outside, it was still calm.

However, at this moment, tiny cracks appeared on the crystal.

Moreover, the rift is even getting bigger by a little bit.

This made everyone's eyes widen with astonishment.

"How is this possible? Under the protection of the fairy artifact, no one should be able to hurt this spirit jade, how could it shatter?!"

"Could it be too long?"

"How is it possible?! It takes millions of years for Lingyu to be born, and it is impossible for it to shatter over time."

There was a lot of discussion.

Lu Yi felt the Immortal Sword Token in his hand suddenly vibrate, and a terrible idea emerged in his heart.

Lu Yi swallowed, his face turned pale: "... Is it possible that the person inside is not dead, but is recovering now?"

"???"

As soon as Lu Yi said this, the air in the main hall became very quiet.

Everyone's eyes widened and they froze.

Even a group of powerful people are sweating coldly on their foreheads at this moment.

Ding Qing looked at the crystal with bigger and bigger cracks, and swallowed: "It should be... no?"

At this moment, the young man inside the crystal suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes intertwined with golden sword patterns flashed with a mysterious light, the space seemed to freeze, and the roar outside stopped abruptly.

Like a celestial being, he slowly opened his eyes, not daring to disturb him in this world.

Chapter 135 The Immortal Million Years Ago

Everyone was horrified and stared at the man who opened his eyes.

"He's not dead?!" Someone exclaimed, their voices trembling with fear.

"Who is this person? He was sealed in the spirit jade for millions of years, and he is still alive?!"

Lu Yi's scalp was also numb, and he was very shocked.

In the inheritance relics of the Immortal Sword Sect, there was no Immortal Sword Sutra, but a living person!

Being sealed in the spirit jade for millions of years and still alive, what level of existence does this have to be?

Fairy?

Everyone was shocked, felt guilty, and even had the urge to flee.

But as the young man opened his eyes, a terrifying coercion emerged, restraining everyone in place, unable to even move.

This is true even for Mahayana monks.

Everyone's hearts kept sinking, such a terrible coercion, even a monk who had crossed the robbery, could hardly do it.

Fairy!

The word appeared in everyone's mind, and they were even more horrified.

The cracks in the crystal continued to deepen, and in just a moment, with a click, pieces of spiritual jade fell to the ground, and the young man inside was seen again.

The Immortal Sword vibrated and hummed, flying around the young man like a little creature.

The young man glanced around, and there seemed to be nostalgia in his eyes flashing with golden sword patterns.

He finally set his sights on the Immortal Sword, the golden sword pattern flowed, he reached out and brushed the long sword, as if a voice from ancient times sounded: "Everyone is dead, only you are still by my side. "

He slowly floated out of the room, followed closely by the Immortal Sword like a pet.

The young man glanced at the broken corpse on the ground, with a calm expression, and sighed: "You left too..."

He stretched out his finger, and an unimaginable force enveloped the shattered corpse, the black blood flowed backwards, the fragments of the corpse reunited, and finally the corpse was recovered.

Afterwards, the black scales on the body of the resentful corpse gradually disappeared, and it returned to the appearance of a normal human being. It was a fairy-like old man with white hair and eyebrows, and a ruddy complexion, as if he was sleeping.

The young man looked at the old man, was silent for a long time, then sighed faintly: "Rest in peace."

The old man's body turned into crystal-clear golden spots, flying out little by little.

In the spot of light, the phantom of the old man emerged, his face was ferocious and full of hatred, but after seeing the young man, his expression changed, tears streamed down, half laughing and crying, and finally he straightened his figure. The young man bowed and saluted.

During the salute, the phantom of the old man also slowly dissipated.

The young man watched the old man dissipate until the light spot disappeared, and he floated in front of the monks.

All the monks were terrified. This young man was too terrifying, and every move he made was beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.

The resentful corpse died for millions of years, yet he was able to splice the corpse back together, even restore the mutated body of the resentful corpse to its original state, and awaken the residual obsession in it.

How powerful is this?

The young man has no killing intent, but to an immortal of this level, they are probably like ants, and killing them does not require killing intent.

The young man glanced over and finally settled on Lu Yi.