I have a system and I cultivate immortality

In the hazy mist, the sword energy was clanging and overflowing.

Countless long swords were stuck on the ground, glowing faintly.

It's a pity that these long swords can no longer withstand the erosion of time and are already stained with rust.

"It's a pity, a pity..."

Ye Yao hugged Ji Shuiyao's slender waist and held Qinghe's jade hand. He looked at the long swords around him and couldn't help but shake his head.

In the past, the owners of these long swords were definitely powerful figures.

Now, it has long been lost in the long river of time.

"Brother Ye Yao, do you lack any weapons?"

Ji Shuiyao had bright red lips. She held Ye Yao's arm, and her charming peach blossom eyes looked at Ye Yao lovingly.

Ye Yao smiled faintly. He didn't speak, but looked around.

Looking for the Longyuan Sword mentioned by the system.

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps made Ye Yao frown slightly and raised his eyes to look over.

In addition to Qing Hanyue's few people, there were actually two more people.

A man wearing plain robes with outstanding temperament happened to look at Ye Yao with a faint smile on his eyebrows.

The other woman, who was wearing a red short skirt, had sultry curves and was enchanting. She looked at Ye Yao with interest, and then focused her eyes on Ji Shuiyao and Qinghe.

Women are jealous.

What's more, seeing two such stunning beauties would make anyone feel unbalanced.

Qinghe's arrogance and holiness, Ji Shuiyao's charm and charm.

None of these can be compared to just any woman.

"A member of the He/Huan Sect, Xuelan Sect?"

Ye Yao was calm and calm, a ripple flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "The four major sects and the royal family are all covered."

Qinghe was generous and turned slightly sideways to protect Ye Yao.

"Giggle, that's interesting."

The woman in red pursed her red lips, with a sultry smile on her face, and laughed softly: "Master Ye, I would like to know how my junior sisters died?"

"Oh?"

A slight smile bloomed on Ye Yao's face. He tilted his head, opened the folding fan in his hand with a bang, and said quietly: "Your junior sister is dead, what does it have to do with me?

Do I owe them money? "

After saying that, he turned around, put his arms around Qinghe and Ji Shuiyao's slender waists, and continued walking towards the depths of the sword tomb.

"Gee, what a domineering man."

The woman in red looked at Ye Yao's move. Not only did she not get angry, but her red phoenix eyes blinked with seductive water flowing.

"Haha, is Senior Sister Luo Xi tempted?"

Qing Han raised his eyelids more and couldn't help but ask.

"I like this kind of man very hard."

Da da da.

Wen Luoxi smiled, with a strong charm in her bones, which was sultry.

Then, with her slender waist swaying and her long and beautiful legs, she followed Ye Yao into the sword tomb.

at the same time.

Zheng!

A sword chant resounded through the sky, and in a trance, a long sword that opened up the world, cut into pieces, and rolled up a mighty sword light.

"Good sword!"

"There are indeed rare ancient divine weapons in this sword tomb!"

"The sword shocks the sky, what a sword!"

Qing Hanyue's eyes narrowed, filled with joy.

Not only him, but also the eldest prince, Tang Yuting, Chen Xiaohe, and the man in plain clothes all looked shocked.

A sword chant is so powerful, so how does it feel to hold a sword in your hand?

In an instant.

Several people looked at each other and rushed into the depths of the sword tomb.

However, Ye Yao, who was deep in the sword tomb, frowned, looking at the long sword in front of him that was releasing the sword energy, and his sword eyebrows were knitted together.

"That's not right, why isn't it Long Yuan Sword?"

The sword is more than four feet long, and the majestic sword intent that is released makes a clanging sound.

Wisps of sword light pierced the void, bursting out with dazzling light.

The vast and simple sword intent seemed to have traveled through eternity and came to Ye Yao.

"Mo Mo, is this sword really not the Long Yuan Sword?"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yao's mouth.

Such a peerless magic weapon is not the Longyuan Sword. This is simply nonsense!

"Ding, answer the host brother, this sword is really not the Longyuan Sword."

There was a hint of playfulness in the silent voice, which seemed to be mocking Ye Yao.

Hearing this, Ye Yao stared, veins popped up on his forehead, and said angrily: "Momo, then tell me, where is the Long Yuan Sword?"

"Ding, answer the host, no comment."

"I……"

Ye Yao was furious, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Mo, come out here. If I can't beat you to death, I lose."

"Ding, the system rejects the host's request."

Just when Ye Yao was about to get angry again, Qinghe stood in front of him, shook his slender jade fingers, lightly opened his red lips, and asked doubtfully: "Young Master? Young Master?

It's over, it's over, has his dementia recurred? "

suddenly.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yao's mouth, and he crossed the Qinghe River in one step. The energy in his body exploded, and he grabbed the long sword.

Although this is not Longyuan Sword.

However, there is no reason not to take the treasure when you see it!

Clang!

A deafening sword cry echoed in the sky. Before Ye Yao could touch the long sword, he was knocked back several feet by the infinite sword light.

at the same time.

A figure stepped across the sky and actually grabbed the long sword.

boom!

The sword light rolled coldly, tearing the sky apart.

The sword light of hundreds of feet pushed everything across, creating a pressure that filled the sky.

The divine weapons are powerful and can crush all directions.

Qinghe and Ji Shuiyao also changed their colors, and quickly released their vast vitality to protect Ye Yao behind them.

The light blue robe danced in the wind.

Qing Hanyue was holding a long sword, with long flowing hair and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ye Yao, it seems that this sword doesn't want to follow you, a playboy."

The sword light is bright and gorgeous, like a blazing sun.

Qing Hanyue stood in the air with a graceful posture, like an immortal.

Not far away, Tang Yuting and others were shocked.

The more Qing Han obtains this magical weapon, he may become even more powerful and can rival the core disciples of the four major sects.

"No wonder this scrap metal wants to show off his power. It seems that he has already chosen his master."

Ye Yao sneered and shook his head slightly at Qinghe and Ji Shuiyao. His eyes were cold and he said indifferently: "In that case, I will play with you!"

After speaking, he reached out and took a broken sword stuck on the ground beside him in his hand.

hum!

An invisible sword intent instantly spread everywhere.

The sky seemed to be cut into pieces by a sharp sword.

At this moment, everyone has an illusion.

Ye Yao stood there like a god. His majestic appearance was impressive.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the second side mission and obtaining the Dragon Abyss Sword. The reward is [-] points of Dandy Points."

Feeling the terrifying energy released by the broken sword in his palm, Ye Yao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Dragon Yuan Sword!

Although it was a broken sword, he knew that this sword was more powerful than the long sword in anyone's hand!

It is mainly a system-defined level, prefecture level, which can be upgraded.

All this shows that the origin of this broken sword is not simple.

"Give me death!"

Zheng!

Qinghan raised his head to the sky and screamed, causing fluctuations in his own cultivation level.

The eighth level of Ning Yuan!

In anger, Qing Han tightened the sword in his hand, set off a boiling sword light, and slashed at Ye Yao's neck.

"It came just right!"

Ye Yao spoke coldly and whispered: "Momo, fuse the Yuan Puppet."

"Ding, the fusion of the Ning Yuan Puppet is complete, and the remaining use time is a quarter of an hour."