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"The old site of the Rebirth Camp is in Tianyuan City..."

Qin Jianjia's pupils shrank and she looked a little shocked.

Ye Lingtian pondered and said, "The Rebirth Camp is not as simple as you imagine. I can tell you with certainty that the Rebirth Camp you know is only on the surface. Even the Rebirth Camp you are in is not the real Rebirth Camp. It can only be considered as the periphery."

The current Rebirth Camp may seem strong, but it is not the real Rebirth Camp. Although it has a few inheritances, they are not the real core inheritance of the Rebirth Camp.

Over the years, no one has ever been able to take away the true inheritance of the Rebirth Camp from there. In the past, Feng Huojun passed by the other side of the river and had the opportunity to seize the most powerful inheritance of the Rebirth Camp, but she eventually gave up.

This time, he will take Qin Jianjia to seize the true inheritance of the Rebirth Camp.

"Outskirts..."

Qin Jianjia seemed a little bit unbelievable. If the Rebirth Camp that she knew now was just the periphery, then what was the real inside?

"As for the matter of the Rebirth Camp, you will know it after you go to Tianyuan City."

Ye Lingtian said softly.

After Qin Jianjia came back to her senses, she looked at Ye Lingtian curiously and said, "Just now, Master said that he was going to take me to exchange for a sword. I wonder what sword it is?"

"A sword that has not been unsheathed for a thousand years, a sword that no one can take away for a thousand years."

A faint light flashed in Ye Lingtian's eyes.

Qin Jianjia was even more shocked. It had not been unsheathed for a thousand years, and no one had taken it away for a thousand years. What kind of magical weapon was it? Was it the peerless magical weapon in the famous sword manual?

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly and said, "Do you all know the names of the top five swords in the Famous Swords List?"

Qin Jianjia subconsciously said: "The first one is Emperor Yuan, the second one is Exiled Immortal, the third one is Tianwen, the fifth one is Wusheng, and the fifth one is Fengming. Could it be that what you are talking about is..."

When she said this, her eyes fixed.

Emperor Yuan is in Tiandu, and no one has pulled out the sword for a thousand years, but that sword cannot belong to her.

Because that is the sword of emperorship, and only the emperor can wield it. In the past few years, many emperors appeared in the Great Zhou, but no one could draw the sword. Now, the person who has the greatest hope of drawing the sword is Feng Huojun, the national teacher of the Great Zhou. However, she seems to have no intention of drawing the sword.

The second Exiled Immortal Sword is in the hands of the sword immortal Dugu Cheng.

The third Tianwen Sword is in the hands of Ye Wuya, the eldest son of Tianmen.

The fifth Fengming Sword is in the hands of Feng Huojun.

And Di Xi's Wusheng Sword is a legendary sword, which is not introduced in detail in the famous sword list.

Some people say that it is because this sword is too evil and anyone who holds it will eventually die. It is a cursed sword. Therefore, when ranking it, the sword master did not introduce it in detail, obviously worried that someone would fight for the sword.

Some people also say that this sword is in the hands of a mysterious organization, but has never been unsheathed, so sword appraisers don't know much about it and are unwilling to introduce it in detail.

Ye Lingtian nodded gently and said, "You are right. It is the Immortal Sword ranked the westernmost! This sword has always been in the Rebirth Camp. To be more precise, it is in the old site of the Rebirth Camp. However, it is very special. For thousands of years, no one has been able to take it away, and even fewer people have seen its true appearance. Now, no one in the Rebirth Camp has seen the sword either."

Qin Jianjia's father might have seen the sword, but he couldn't take it away. Although Meng Po and others were extraordinary, they couldn't see the sword either.

As for the current leader of the Rebirth Camp, he was even more helpless. He was not even qualified to see the sword because he was a rebel and had not been truly recognized by the Rebirth Camp.

"..."

Qin Jianjia's heart was in turmoil. As a member of the Rebirth Camp, she didn't know about this. This felt very strange. It seemed that the new camp leader was trying hard to hide something.

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. You can prepare first. We will go to Tianyuan City tomorrow."

This time, not only Qin Jianjia's strength needs to be improved, but Yue Fuyao's strength needs to be improved as well. There are many good things in the old site of the Rebirth Camp.

"Ok!"

The two women nodded slightly, with some anticipation in their hearts.

After returning to the attic.

A dove flew to the windowsill.

Ye Lingtian took the letter off the pigeon's feet.

This letter involves the Sword Saint Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi has entered the realm of Zhan Dao. Three days ago, he broke into Shushan alone and used a peach wood sword to split the mountain gate of Shushan, and forcefully snatched away the Shushan Holy Witch Xinyu.

Now the people of Shushan are hunting him down. I heard that even some old guys in Shushan have been alarmed.

"Oh! Even a hero can't resist the temptation of beauty."

After reading the contents of the letter, Ye Lingtian couldn't help but laugh.

The last time Ye Baiyi took away the sacred object of the Jiuli tribe, he was hunted down by Shushan. Now he goes to Shushan for the first time and snatches away the saint of Shushan, which is even more interesting.

"However, Shushan is not that simple. He was able to take Wu Xinyu away. It seems that some old guys tacitly agreed to it. Are they planning to let Wu Xinyu take back the Jiuli tribe's sacred object? If so, the future situation of Ye Baiyi and Wu Xinyu is not optimistic."

Ye Lingtian looked thoughtful.

Shushan, with its ancient heritage, stands in the long river of history and has many legends. If you think it is only as simple as it seems on the surface, you are wrong. It hides a huge secret. Every Shushan Saint has a bad end, which is related to the secret of Shushan.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Ye Lingtian immediately looked out the window, with a strange look in his eyes.

A great battle started outside the city, three powerful auras filled the air, and Hua Lingsu and Siming had already fought with Feng Huojun.

Stab it!

A sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Ye Youran turned into a residual shadow and flew out of the city.

"..."

Ye Lingtian did not follow, and Hua Lingsu and Siming would definitely lose this battle.

. . . . . .

Twenty miles outside the city.

Several hills have been razed to the ground, with no grass growing around them. Sharp sword energy fills the Western Zhou Dynasty, carrying a burnt smell.

Fenghuojun held the Fengming Sword and stood in the void with an indifferent expression. The flames behind him condensed into a large formation, and a flaming phoenix was suspended in the air.

A hundred meters away.

Hua Lingsu and Siming were covered in blood and were injured again.

One sword!

Feng Huojun severely injured both of them with just one sword strike. There was no doubt about how powerful Feng Huojun was.

"You're defeated, let's go!"

Feng Huojun ignored Hua Lingsu and Siming.

"I... still have one sword."

Hua Lingsu tightly grasped the Su Wen sword in her hand, and the aura on her body spread wildly. She knew that even if she used the last sword, she would definitely lose. But if she didn't use this sword, how could she be willing to accept it?

"..."

Siming's body was filled with powerful yin and yang forces, and the five elements evolved. It was time for her to use her last move.

Feng Huojun looked at the two of them and frowned slightly: "There is no need to use the second move, otherwise, you might die!"

"If you were afraid, you wouldn't have come here and would have died."

Hua Lingsu flew up, all his strength bursting out, the long sword in his hand swung loudly, sword energy surged into the sky, condensing madly, evolving into a terrifying vision.

The sky was stirred, the clouds were surging, and a strange bloody Shura field emerged behind Hua Lingsu, filled with densely packed corpses. The sound of the wind was like the roar of evil spirits from hell.

Buzz!

In the sky, a strange blood-red demon appeared.

It held a giant sword, standing in front of it, like a god of death, with its eyes closed. The aura on its body was extremely powerful, and the sword energy continued to condense. With each condensed layer, the power increased by one point, and it quickly condensed into eighteen layers.

"There are piles of dead bones under my feet, and the sky is stained with blood from my sword."

Hua Lingsu's tone suddenly became extremely cold. She swung her sword, and the demon god instantly opened his eyes. The sky turned blood red, and the giant sword in the demon god's hand suddenly slashed down...