The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

After the figure in the sky said those shocking words, he disappeared.

The secret realm stopped steadily in mid-air and no longer fell down.

The secret realm in front of you is clearly visible, and you can even see the rivets on the palace door clearly.

Suddenly, the palace door suddenly opened, and a green light was projected from the secret realm, first to the world below.

That blue light was like a sapphire stone pillar, inserted diagonally between the Immortal's Secret Realm and this world, and like a staircase.

"Is that the entrance to the secret realm?" Ouyang glanced at the light pillar and felt that it was quite far away from him.

A stream of light flew from a distance. After standing still, a sword cultivator wearing a white Taoist robe and carrying a sword on his back raised his hands to the three of them and said, "May I ask if you are a fellow Taoist from the Qingyun Sect?"

Ouyang stepped forward and returned the greeting: "Exactly, but did the sect leader ask senior brother to come?"

"Master has an order to ask three fellow Taoists to accompany me to Sword Forging City! Senior brothers, please!" The sword cultivator raised his head slightly and made a gesture of invitation. Although it was an invitation, it gave people a feeling of domineering.

Sword cultivators all like to show off, and this is the consensus of the entire cultivation world.

Chen Changsheng summoned the flying sword, and the three of them followed the sword cultivator and flew in the direction of the Sword Forging City.

After leaving the territory of Jian Zong's inner sect, the sky became lively.

Countless streams of light flew towards the direction of Sword Forging City like Ouyang and the others.

That's a sword cultivator!

Ouyang took a look and easily distinguished the difference between sect sword cultivators and casual sword cultivators.

Sect sword cultivators usually travel together, dressed uniformly, in small groups.

Sword cultivators in casual cultivation rarely travel together, they all work alone.

As for the sword cultivator who has a bad face all day long and looks like he is the best in the world in terms of labor and management, he is still a casual cultivator, and it's a shame that he has any friends.

But the number of casual sword cultivators far exceeds that of sect sword cultivators.

After all, those who practice swordsmanship are all rebellious masters, how can they be subordinated to the sect.

There is even a sentence like this that circulates among the casual sword cultivators.

The Sword Clan's sword cultivators are mediocre, and truly powerful sword cultivators don't bother to be dogs.

Rogue sword cultivators are the strongest, and their own swords are the strongest!

There were so many sword cultivators that the entire sky was filled with light.

From monks who have just established a foundation to great monks who cannot see their realm, there are many of them!

At this time, sword cultivators from all over the world gathered in Sword Forging City!

This sight is absolutely spectacular!

The sword is the leader of a hundred weapons, and the sword is the king of a hundred weapons.

Sword cultivators are always slightly stronger than sword cultivators, but the number of sword cultivators is far less than that of sword cultivators.

The reason is that holding a sword is more handsome than holding a knife!

It doesn't matter whether you are strong or not, the most important thing is showing off.

Dressed in white and wearing a long knife at the waist, it's not as cool as a three-foot green-edged sword.

"Are these people going to Sword Forging City to participate in the Immortal Secret Realm? So many?" Ouyang asked, smacking his tongue as he watched countless streams of light passing by him.

"Senior brother, don't worry, these casual cultivators are just a bunch of people who want to enter the secret realm and want my Sword Sect's nod." The Sword Sect disciple on the side snorted disdainfully and said to Ouyang.

Ouyang looked at the disciple of the Sword Sect who looked proud and proud, and felt that if it weren't for the fact that the three of him were disciples of the Qingyun Sect, one of the Nine Holy Lands, he might have included himself among the people he said were betrayers. Three brothers.

"Isn't Jian Zong afraid of offending sword cultivators in the world?" Ouyang asked curiously.

The Sword Sect disciple sneered and said, "Afraid of them? Have you asked me about the long sword in my hand?"

Sword cultivators generally do not talk about reason, because the sword in their hand is the reason.

Very cool, but not very strong.

This sentence was not said by Ouyang, but by the system panel. Ouyang also saw it when he saw the attribute panel of the Sword Sect disciple in front of him.

Name: Song Mu (disciple of the Sword Sect’s headmaster)

Cultivation: Ninth level of Nascent Soul

Root bone: 9

Charisma: 7

Lucky: 8

Kendo Qualification: 9

Exclusive skill: Qinglian Sword Song

Rating: Very cool, but not very strong.

Is this the head disciple of the Sword Sect, one of the Nine Holy Lands?

The attributes are not as good as the current Ling Feng.

This is too much, right?

"No wonder the Qingyun Sect's Tai'a opened his mouth to accept us as disciples. It turns out that the Sword Sect is really short of people!" Ouyang thought with emotion.

While Ouyang was complaining, a huge city appeared in front of Ouyang.

The huge bluestone city wall is covered with sword marks, and the sword intent of countless sword cultivators remains on it. Just looking at it makes people feel dazzling.

Even when Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu faced the city wall, they both felt some pressure in their hearts.

Only Ouyang looked unconcerned. Because his level was too low to sense any sword intent, there was no pressure at all.

There are benefits to having a low realm.

Looking at the bumpy city wall, Ouyang just sighed.

These sword cultivators have no quality at all. Such a good city wall is full of pits, like a dog lifting its leg when it sees a telephone pole.

Song Mu pointed at the city wall with a proud face and said: "This city wall is the sword mark left by countless sword cultivators visiting the Sword Sect over the past ten thousand years. Sword cultivators in the world have sword sects, and my sword sect is the pilgrimage site for sword cultivators. land!"

A proud expression on his face, as if asking you, do you think I'm a dick?

Ouyang raised his hand and echoed twice. He usually doesn't care so much about fools.

Countless sword cultivators flew in front of the city wall of Sword Forging City, dropped their swords and entered the city on foot. There were also Sword Sect disciples in white guarding the city gates.

This sword-making city does not allow flying swords!

Ouyang and the others also fell down and followed countless sword cultivators towards the Sword Forging City.

Everyone is a swordsman, and everyone is equipped with a sword. Some hang it on the waist, some hold it on the chest, some carry it on the back, and most of them wear white clothes.

In order to join the group, Chen Changsheng also took out the long sword from his storage bag and hung it on his waist.

Ouyang took out his storage bag and then remembered that in that unknown fairyland, in order to test the physical strength of the handsome dachshund dog, he had broken his body.

He didn't bring any extra swords. Ouyang thought about it, took out the rope from his storage bag, and tied the dog to his waist.

Before the handsome boy could react, Ouyang Ti had already slipped him around his waist.

Just when he wanted to resist, he was surprised that the rope on his body seemed to have a strange force, sealing his own power for the first time!

Damn it! Isn’t this bullying the dog?

Just when the handsome boy was about to protest, Ouyang pinched the dog's mouth to shut it up. If he was not satisfied, he would give it a shot!

Others had swords hanging from their waists, while Ouyang had a slender brown dachshund hanging from his waist.

Fortunately, the dachshund is very thin, and everyone was rushing to the city, so no one noticed it for a while.

But it's like a husky suddenly squatting among a pack of wolves. Although it's not eye-catching, it always feels weird.

Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu involuntarily took a step back slightly, keeping a little distance from Ouyang to prevent others from recognizing that they were with Ouyang.

Bai Feiyu had a defeated expression on his face. His senior brother's mind was different from others.

Only Chen Changsheng sighed in his heart: "The senior brother in this life is still the same as in the previous life, so willful!"