Tianfu, the most central Jianshan.

The sword shadow reaches the sky.

The old man with white beard was hiding on one side, and what he was most worried about was still happening.

Because all the people in front of them did not move, they just frowned slightly at the wild sword in the center of the mountain.

The Wilderness Sword is the same as the Heavenly Mansion.

What Tianfu represents is only logistics, sects, and individuals.

Only by conquering the Wild Sword, drawing the Wild Sword will you have the chance to become the strongest person of the times.

Only when the revival of Tianfu has hope.

A sigh...

The other people were instantly nervous, and they looked around with caution, and immediately their eyes fell on one place.

A silhouette appeared in the fog.

Shadow, body, face appeared, and then the whole person walked out of the fog.

White beard and white robe, an old man with a somewhat illusory figure.

The appearance of this old man made everyone's eyes slightly sink.

He An and Li Si looked at each other, and no one spoke, but just looked at the old man with white beard and white robe. Mu Tian stood behind He An and looked at the person who came vigilantly.

Huang Zhen is not here, and Mu Tian can only feel safe after following these two brothers.

"You can call me the elder of the Heavenly Palace in my name. I promise you in the name of Heavenly Palace that there is no heavenly soul in the Heavenly Palace and no possibility of taking over the body. You can try to draw the sword and get the recognition of the Wild Sword."

The old man didn't want to come out, but now he had to come out because he didn't come out again, and these geniuses probably won't move one by one.

When everyone heard this, they glanced at each other. The words of the Spirit of the Heavenly Mansion made everyone feel slightly relieved, and they still did not let go of their vigilance.

He glanced at the Spirit of the Heavenly Mansion and then at the Wild Sword. Even if there was no sword cultivator, a trace of burning heat appeared in his eyes.

After drawing the Wilderness Sword, they inherited the Heavenly Mansion. As the overlord of the two domains, Tianfu was hiding for thousands of years. They all knew that the Heavenly Mansion had not been excavated. This shows that the cultivation resources of the Heavenly Mansion and other things, such as the highest-level sword in front of them, and the Wilderness Sword, were all hot existences in each sect.

After thinking about this, some people were about to move.

"I'll try..."

Luo Wu, the Holy Son of Tianluo who came with Xia Tianrong, glanced at the old man with white beards, then looked at the Wild Sword, and pondered for a moment.

Tianfu and Huangjian were the treasures of the overlords of the two domains that year, which formed the overlords of the two domains like Tianfu.

Now that he can get two treasures by drawing the wild sword, he has seriously considered that it is indeed unlikely that the spirit of the Heavenly Mansion will be able to cooperate with the Heavenly Soul to seize the body.

The crisis was temporarily resolved, which made the desire in his heart erupt like a mountain torrent, which was not a spiritual weapon.

Instead, it transcends the existence of the ultimate spiritual weapon.

After hearing this, the old man with white bearded looked slightly brighter and he nodded.

He watched Luo Wu jump and landed on the edge of the wild sword, stretched out his hand and held the hilt of the sword.

"Show me..."

The Holy Son of Tianluo shouted, and the strength of the sixth grade of blood melted out burst out with all his strength, but with his explosion, the sword did not move at all, his face flushed a little.

His eyes were a little fierce, and he even turned his internal energy to the limit.

But the sword was still there, not moving at all.

Xia Tianrong was right beside her, which made Tianluo Shengzi feel a little embarrassed, so she tried it again.

No results.

The Holy Son of Tianluo Luo Wu glanced at Huang Jian lightly, and knew that if he pulled it out, he would just be embarrassed. He jumped and stood beside Xia Tianrong, and spoke lightly.

"In the blood-melting realm, no one should pull out this wild sword..."

Luo Wu said something, but didn't say anything more.

Xia Tianrong was also curious: "I'll try it."

Xia Tianrong landed in front of the wild sword. After trying to pull it out, she gave up more decisively. After the attempt was fruitless, she retreated in an instant.

Obviously they couldn't pull it out, so the others began to try to draw their swords.

There were several sword cultivators, but the results were all different and they were unable to pull them out.

In the end, only five people were left.

He An glanced at him and said that in addition to not taking off the ball, there were Li Si, Mu Tian and He Jindong.

The last one was the man who came with He Xiaoqiu.

To be honest, the appearance of this man made He An take a look more. After all, a man appeared beside him yelling that "the trash who wants to get married". He couldn't let him take a look more.

However, in the special encounter environment at that time, He Xiaoqiu obviously didn't want to recognize each other, so he didn't show up. After all, this is the sister of Ho Si.

I just looked at each other and said hello.

The man around He Xiaoqiu aroused He An's curiosity.

The sixth grade of blood melting, holding a sharp sword in his hand, his eyes were empty, as if he was not moved by external objects, but he always felt that the other person looked at him very familiar.

This look is too much like the look of a "childhood playmate".

"A childhood playmate? Who is he? I don't have any impression of him."

He An muttered in his heart that he could not see any tricks in this man of the sixth grade of blood melting.

It just feels like this expression.

But when he looked at the person in front of him, he really couldn't remember it. It had been too long, and at that time, these people were just his passers-by, and they talked about the pattern.

Except for a few, I really didn't remember it seriously.

No one will remember a "ordinary" person who chats casually.

After all, he didn't know at the time that these ordinary people were not ordinary at all.

The old man with a beard looked at the number of people who did not draw the sword, and his heart became heavier.

His eyes fell on the last five people.

"If the last five people cannot be recognized by Huang Jian, it seems that they can only train one by themselves without taking the sword path." The old man sighed in his heart. Without Huang Jian, his combat power was weakened too much.

The benefits of the wild sword were known to everyone back then.

If there were no Wilderness Sword, it would have a great impact on the combat power of the future Lord of the Heavenly Mansion.

But he felt that this time he was born, he could not be delayed.

"I'll try..." Mu Tian glanced at it, his eyes flashed slightly, and his body immediately moved, landed on the edge of the wild sword, and pulled out...

Well... it doesn't move at all.

His figure flashed again, and he returned to He An's side, as if nothing had happened.

The speed was so fast that the weak He An blinked his eyes and found that Mu Tian was back.

"So what are you going up?" He An was speechless.

"I have to give it a try, what if I see a ghost." Mu Tian's expression remained unchanged and he responded.

He An took a look at him angrily, and this was very spiritual.

And at the same time, He Jindong moved.

The Sword of the Wilderness...

"Pull out, pull out the skin of the Tianfu, why doesn't that man move yet..."

The wild sword muttered, the more it recalled that move, the more it looked forward to it.

That move is so suitable for it, and it is the case with the sword. If it is used, it will definitely make the heaven and earth tremble.

If it had discovered this move earlier, it would never stay in the Heavenly Mansion, but would go out to find the peak of its sword life, leaving behind the name of the eternal sword.

But the Huang Jian sensed that the man had no intention of moving at all, which made Huang Jian, who was looking forward to the new and wonderful sword, feel a little anxious.

However, it did not take the initiative, after all, it was a sword that wanted a sword.

"Hey, this doll seems to be in the same lineage as that person..."

The Huang Jian felt another hand falling on him. It felt a familiar aura, somewhat similar, as if it had come out of the same lineage.

But it has no intention of moving at all.

It's just coming out of the same pulse.

Facing the motionless sword, He Jindong took a look and had no choice but to retreat.

There were only three people left, and the old man with white beard looked at these three people, the two masters of the Sun and Moon, and a sixth-grade blood-melting cultivator who he valued very much.

Dugu Jian glanced at He An, then looked at Li Si, pondered for a moment, and took a step forward.

As he stepped forward, his body fell on the side of the Huang Jian. He stretched out his hand and tried to draw the sword without moving at all.
To be continued...