The First Immortal of Ancient Times

Ling Chen, the center of attention!

Yun Xiao, no one is paying attention...

It was already dark when it was his turn, and everyone else had run away.

There was nothing he could do. He submitted the list only after he arrived, and was arranged to be the last.

There was no finale in the sword-mu ceremony.

Those who came last were usually random people.

"Go." The person in charge was also tired, and spoke weakly, waiting for the last sword-mu to finish and go off duty.

"Yes."

Yun Xiao stepped onto the black altar, stepped on a thick layer of blood, and stood under the colorful sword of immortality.

The night was somewhat quiet.

The wind was slightly cool.

Smelling the smell of blood, the air still retained people's enthusiasm for the sword-destroying immortal.

"On the immortal road, demons, monsters, and immortal gods from all sides are really endless."

Interesting!

Is it because the immortal of creation fell, disrupted the way of heaven, and everything returned to disorder?

Yun Xiao exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his heart settled down instead.

"Come!"

With no one paying attention, he stood alone between the vast sky and earth, offering the three-foot green sword in his hand, looking at the thousand-foot-long Divine Brilliance Eternal Sword!

"Sword, come down!"

Buzz!

The Eternal Sword shook slightly, and sank as before, gradually colliding with the tip of the sword of the Burial Sky Sword Soul.

"Millions of sword intentions!"

Yun Xiao had not yet achieved the Dao Heart, and had not opened the bridge between him and the sword intention. However, the first moment when the million sword intentions touched the Burial Sky Sword Soul, he was like falling into a sea of ​​colorful swords.

In this sea, every sword seemed to come alive, becoming smart and interesting, and revolving around Yun Xiao like an elf.

"Is the sword intention like life?"

No wonder they think the sword intention is so important.

Yun Xiao understood it at once.

This is not life in the ordinary sense, but a spirit. It exists in the world and is condensed by thoughts.

The sword spirit can die, but the sword intention will last forever!

In an instant, a storm of sword intentions had already been set off in Yun Xiao's mind, and millions of sword intentions flew by.

After that, his eyes seemed to have colorful colors.

In the night, everything was dead silent, except Yun Xiao who slowly closed his eyes, with a warm and peaceful smile on his lips.

"No sound?" The person in charge of the Sword Ruins sighed slightly. He just saw that Yun Xiao had a high level of sword energy and thought he would be a genius who would finish the game.

It turned out that he couldn't enter the Sword Ruins!

Then, he would be a passerby of the Eternal Sword Prison.

He stood up and prepared to pack up and leave.

And just then -

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

Between heaven and earth, six clear sword sounds of the Eternal Sword echoed.

It sounded a little hurried.

Now it was night, and the sword sounded even more crisp and pleasant.

"Grand disciple?" The person in charge's eyes lit up, and then he turned back to look at Yun Xiao with satisfaction, and at the same time waved to several disciples and said: "Go to the Grand Pavilion and inform the Grand Elders that the last one in Mu Jianli is the Grand disciple, and let them come out to accept disciples. →"

"Yes!"

The disciples looked at Yun Xiao enviously and turned to go in.

In fact, he didn't need to say much. Such a rapid and continuous six sword sounds had spread throughout the Sword Ruins and attracted the attention of many people.

The sword cultivators from all over the country who were originally preparing to leave were also attracted by the six sword sounds.

The Mu Jian Altar was hot.

Just when many people's eyes were cast again, suddenly, another crisp sword sound resounded through the sky.

Dang!

"Seven sword sounds, the prison master's door opened! Emperor Star Holy Son?" The person in charge was stunned and looked at it blankly.

Sure enough, in front of the white-clothed boy, the golden prison master's door opened again!

A tall figure appeared in it, also looking at Yun Xiao with some surprise.

"Today, a Sword Exiled Immortal and a Son of the Emperor Star were born in the Sword Ruins?"

Boom!

The Sword Ruins shook.

Many people heard the noise and rushed out again.

And those who had left far away from the Sword Ruins immediately turned around on their swords when they heard the noise.

Tens of thousands of Sword Sects, hundreds of Peak Masters, dozens of Supreme Elders and Patriarch Sikong all rushed out on their swords and looked at Yun Xiao.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know him. I haven't seen him."

Countless people were confused.

Many Sword Ruins strongmen were also stunned.

"It's him!"

In the corner, Bai Wuque, who was already pale, collapsed directly to the ground.

"How could it be..."

And his mother Bai Qingxue also had difficulty standing still, her beautiful eyes were somewhat confused.

She brought back two sons as foils, a Sword Exiled Immortal and a Son of the Emperor Star?

Bai Wuque clearly surpassed himself!

But in front of these two monsters, he was as humble as a straw dog.

"My Eternal Sword Prison has produced another sword genius!"

At this moment, the deadly night finally boiled again.

Even if it was not as good as the one during the day, it was still a good ending.

However, soon, the Eternal Sword vibrated and burst into the eighth sword sound!

Dang——!

With one sound, it shocked the world.

"Eight sword sounds, the Son of Haori!" Bai Wuque suffocated.

"This..." Bai Qingxue tightly grasped her son's arm, fearing that he would collapse.

The Sword Ruins were completely shaken.

A large number of peak masters, supreme elders, and ancestors came out one after another.

In the distant world, countless people flew back on swords to watch this incredible miracle again.

Even the Lord of the Sword Prison stood up again, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"A Son of Haori is enough for my Eternal Sword Prison to dominate the Nine Prisons, and now..."

Crazy on top of crazy!

Mu Jianli, who had lost his enthusiasm, almost returned to the peak at this moment. Countless thoughts rushed out of the sword ruins and gathered on Yun Xiao!

And in front of the sword tomb!

Ling Chen was about to step into the sword tomb with the old man with dried bones!

Boom!

The sword tomb shook again, opening a magnificent road that extended to the Mu Jian altar!

Ling Chen and the old man with dried bones were forced to appear in front of the crowd together!

"Huh? His sword rang eight times?"

Ling Chen saw Yun Xiao at a glance, with an incredible look on his face. →

He smiled immediately!

"No wonder he took the initiative to save me, he must be a man of great luck. In this way, he can really be my shadow and follow me to fight all over the world."

Ling Chen was in a very good mood.

He was sincerely happy for Yun Xiao.

"It's a pity that I have a pearl and jade before me, otherwise you would be the only new noble in this world today. Enjoy all the glory."

Ling Chen smiled and looked at Yun Xiao, and liked him more and more.

Suddenly!

Dang--! ! !

The Eternal Sword exploded with the loudest sound in history.

At that moment, Ling Chen's smile froze, his eyes were strange at first, and then became colder and colder...

Only he was like this.

The whole world was suffocating.

"Sword Exiled Immortal!!"

"The second Sword Exiled Immortal!"

A miracle that could not be born in history, two appeared in one day?

The Sword Ruins exploded!

The Eternal Sword Prison also exploded!

Anyone who was a human would burst into tears at this moment.

Even the old ancestors of the Sword Ruins knelt down at this moment.

"Thank you, ancestors, thank you for the grace of heaven!"

Buzz!

The Lord of the Sword Prison and the Old Man with Dry Bones actually appeared in front of Yun Xiao that day, looking at him with burning eyes, unable to say a word.

Millions of people appeared, and all the excited words were stuck in their throats!

Boom boom boom!

The cheers were overwhelming.

It seemed that the whole world was burning.

"Mother..."

Bai Wuque also knelt down, his spirit was almost gone.

This world is so mysterious that he can't understand it.

"Sword Exiled Immortal..."

Above the sky, Ling Chen looked at Yun Xiao for a long time with deep eyes.

"Interesting! A mortal's talent can be on par with gods? Even when I was weak, it was enough to be glorious for a lifetime."

He just read this, and everyone was still celebrating the second Sword Exiled Immortal.

Suddenly!

Dang--! ! ! !

Another louder sword sound resounded through the world.

This sword sound directly suppressed all the revelry.

After the sword sound, there was complete silence.

Including the prison master, millions of people stared with wide eyes, staring at Yun Xiao and the Eternal Sword like a wooden chicken!

"Ten sword sounds? What does it mean?"

Countless people looked at each other, their minds were blank.

"There is no record in the ancestors..."

This time, they were all really dumbfounded.

"This means that this person's sword talent exceeds that of the Sword Exiled Immortal!" Sikong Patriarch's tonsils trembled wildly and roared.

Boom!

Exploded!

"Ahhhhh!"

The voices of countless people gathered together, and it was impossible to hear what they were saying.

All I know is that they are very excited!

This enthusiasm has surpassed Ling Chen!

People clearly saw that the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Prison and the Old Man with Dry Bones did not deny what Patriarch Sikong said.

The two of them even stood in front of Yun Xiao, as if to welcome the arrival of the new king!

And Ling Chen, who had only been the new king for half a day...

"Ten swords chime, the ten thousand ways are supreme!"

The earth-shaking cheers almost crushed Yun Xiao.

This is the peak moment since Mu Jianli!

More peak than Ling Chen!

Ling Chen was suspended in the air, looking at Yun Xiao with a wooden face.

"Impossible!"

His sword eyebrows were deeply wrinkled!

The overwhelming cheers in front of him had completely covered him and robbed him of all his glory.

"Yun Xiao? You have a problem." Ling Chen's eyes were filled with sword light, and his heart was twisting.

How could the rebirth of the dignified Divine Sky Sword Emperor be covered by mortals?

He is invincible!

"Damn!"

Yun Xiao also frowned.

When the ninth sound just now, he felt that it was enough, and was about to withdraw the sword and start to enjoy the treatment of the sword exiled immortal.

As a result, he found that the Burial Heaven Sword Soul was stuck to the Eternal Sword!

It was stuck!

It couldn't be pulled out!

So, the unprecedented ten sword sounds came.

"Forget it, ten sounds are ten sounds."

Yun Xiao looked around and it was obvious that his talent had conquered this world.

After ten sounds, he was ready to pull the sword down.

"Damn?"

He pulled hard and found that he still couldn't pull it!

In a trance, Yun Xiao felt that the Burial Heaven Sword Soul in his hand was like a dog, and the Eternal Sword was a piece of fat meat in this dog...

His master pulled wildly, but the hungry dog ​​didn't let go!

"Nima! Stop it!"

Yun Xiao used all his strength and pulled it suddenly!

The Burial Heaven Sword Soul didn't move at all!

Dangdangdangdang, dangdangdangdang!

The Eternal Sword blasted ten times again!

Each of these ten blasts was louder than the previous one, and could be heard thousands of miles away!

"Shit?" Yun Xiao was stunned for a moment.

The Eternal Sword, twenty blasts?

These eleven to twenty blasts swept through, completely suppressing the boiling sword ruins!

After the sword sounded, millions of sword cultivators stared at Yun Xiao and the Eternal Sword in astonishment!

A dead silence!

"Twenty! Twenty!"

After a long time, someone finally shouted.

However, the voice was also hoarse and trembling!

Twenty blasts!

What kind of monster is this?

The Lord of the Heavenly Sword Prison, the Old Man with Dry Bones, and a dozen Sword Ruins ancestors all looked at Yun Xiao and the Eternal Sword blankly.

Ling Chen took a few steps back, and the look he gave Yun Xiao was even more intense!

"Let go!" Yun Xiao was in a state of panic, "That's enough, stop making noises!"

He pulled out his sword, but the Sky Burial Sword Soul not only did not withdraw, but bit deeper.

It pierced directly into the Eternal Sword and began to devour the sword intent!

It really ate it directly!

"This is not appropriate..."

Yun Xiao's eyes went dark!

This Eternal Sword is the sword that has been tested for generations in the Sword Ruins, and it is also the ultimate weapon in times of crisis!

"Everyone, look--"

A cry of surprise pierced through the darkness.

"Why is the Eternal Sword twitching?"

This is the belief in the hearts of all sword cultivators, the sword intent of countless generations and millions of ancestors, the soul of the Sword Ruins!

It is really twitching!

Not only is it twitching, but it is also making a sword sound like a 'scream'!

Dangdangdang...

In a breath, there was a sound.

This was not an ordinary sword sound, each sound was louder than Ling Chen's ninth sound.

Before people could react, the sword sound of the Eternal Sword had exceeded a hundred!

It was still going on!

It didn't stop!

Dangdangdangdang!

It was getting faster and faster, more and more explosive!

"What's going on..."

Millions of sword cultivators in the Sword Ruins were thirsty and more confused than the other.

Dangdangdang...

It was still going on!

Yun Xiao and the Eternal Sword seemed to be frozen on the altar.

Everyone was like a tree stump, motionless.

The whole world was left with only the sound of sword sounds, which continued to stir the Eternal Sword Prison.

Half an hour later.

"The sword has rang a thousand times."

Half a day later.

"The sword has rang ten thousand times!"

On the third day.

"The sword has rang a hundred thousand times..."

Seven sword sounds, rare in a thousand years, the Great Emperor Sword Star was born.

Eight sword sounds, rare in ten thousand years, the Sword Dao Immortal descended.

The sword rang nine times, a historical miracle, the sword was exiled and reincarnated.

The sword rang a hundred thousand times, something came...

Three days later, tens of millions of people gathered around the altar!

They all turned into tree stumps, staring at the young man in white and the Eternal Sword that looked very dim and weak!

Buzz!

Finally, at a certain moment, the brilliance of the Eternal Sword dissipated like fireworks.

Mu Jianli seemed to be over.

However!

Yun Xiao knew that from this moment on, there would be no more Mu Jianli in this world...