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"Huh?" The little girl Jiang Xiaoyue gave these guys who claimed to be "ancient swords" a strange look.

"Ding Dong!" The tip of the little finger flicked the spine of the sword, and tilted his head curiously, "Is there anything this guy can do?"

"Of course I know." I saw the sword named "Qing Ming" dangling on the hanging bamboo branch, surrounded by strands of black evil spirit, condensed into hands, and glanced at Jiang Xiaoyue coldly with arms folded. With a glance, he said in a deep voice, "You little girl, don't you know that you need to show your sincerity first when asking seniors for advice...?"

"Eh..." Boss Fang's face had been replaced before his eyes.

After a moment of embarrassment, I hurriedly said, "Ahem... Well, since he is a strong man who can surpass me in sword skills... then the Excalibur is reluctant to reveal a little bit."

Boss Fang: "..."

"Speaking of this, it happened a long time ago." The ancient long sword spread out his hands as a memory.

There was darkness behind, Zong Wu, Jiang Xuan and a group of people who were playing games just now stretched out their ears, their faces full of anticipation.

Boss Fang looked at the dark group of people behind, with black lines all over his head: "What are you doing?"

"..."

"That was the era when I fought side by side with the master who created me. At that time, there were not only monks like you..." Its voice was thick and simple, as if it was narrating that distant epic chapter.

Boss Fang wiped off his sweat: "Stop bragging...Just get to the point."

Zong Wu and others around wanted to stretch out their necks.

"That's... that's..." The rusty black ancient sword seemed to organize the words.

He held back for a long time, almost full of anxiety, and then said: "That's a place that can't even be explained by the magic sword!"

"!!??"

"Damn it! After waiting for a long time, you told me this?!" Boss Fang's face darkened, and he was about to beat someone up.

I saw that the black sword squeezed out a few words like squeezing toothpaste: "This divine sword was fortunate enough to visit a certain sea area once. For several months, I couldn't see the sun, moon and stars. The monks who have reached the extreme can't tell the direction."

Zong Wu, the city lord of Yuanyang City, exclaimed, "Someone actually entered that place?"

Boss Fang: "Huh? Is it strange?"

"..."

Then, I finally heard it add two more sentences: "The storm there, even the gale wind above the nine heavens can't match it, you can even see a wall of water thousands of meters high on the sea surface, and even encountered the seabed With unprecedented giant holes and monsters that have never been seen before, you can never imagine how hard we have fought."

"Huh?" Boss Fang looked left and right at the people who poked their heads over.

"Unexpectedly..." Zong Wu sighed, "It's so dangerous!"

"Senior has entered such a dangerous place..." As the elder of Haotianyuan, Elder Yu has obviously heard some rumors, "I didn't expect it to be so... unimaginable."

"Do you think..." Boss Fang said, "Is this guy talking nonsense?"

"It's not like that. The north of Tianyuan Sea has always been rumored to be an unknown place. It has been recorded that passing through that area is almost always teleported through space, with the help of teleportation arrays that have been handed down since ancient times. passed."

Elder Yu said: "No one would ever want to pass through that area."

Several other elders of Haotian Academy nodded and echoed: "That is to say, in order to ensure the smooth holding of this netizen meeting, it is best to use the method of teleportation to connect the two areas."

"Can't... go in and open a passage?" Boss Fang suggested slightly, "Is this the most trouble-free way?"

"..." Everyone's faces turned green, "Let's...let's repair the teleportation array."

Boss Fang rubbed his chin: "Then, does anyone know how to build a teleportation array?"

"This..." Elder Yu said, "There used to be an ancient formation on the side of Senior Zixiao, but it's a pity that after Senior Zixiao disappeared, that ancient formation was destroyed by natural disasters. Now it will take a lot of money to restore it. Small manpower and material resources."

Boss Fang touched his pocket subconsciously: "A lot?"

"Eh..." Zong Wu and the others looked at each other, "If all the major clans contribute at the same time, it's just a drop in the bucket."

"That's good..." Just as I was about to say too much, this netizen gathering was a long-term discussion.

...

At the same time, the sky outside Yuanyang City.

Suddenly there was a roar and roar of a strange beast in the distant sky, as if some powerful beast poked its head out of the clouds.

On the outskirts of Yuanyang City, on the wide sea of ​​clouds square, many monks looked at the distant sky and pointed their fingers. After a while, they saw a huge beast's head poking out from the clouds.

A roar resounded through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, various strange beasts followed behind, rushing towards Yunhai Square like a strong wind.

"Over there... what is that?!"

The leader was a jet-black scale armor, with two horns on its head and black wings spread out. It looked like a lizard and had a huge body. When its wings flapped, it immediately stirred up a gust of wind.

"It seems to be the horned dragon of the Western barbarians!" A monk shouted.

The huge body of the monster flew down on the sea of ​​clouds square, and its thick and sharp claws, like grabbing tofu, made deep marks on the square, barely stopping.

"Is it a Westman?!"

"Western people?!"

All the monks backed away again and again, and the monks standing around stared at them with wide eyes. Although they had heard that there were barbarians in the northwest, many monks had never seen them.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties. His face was as beautiful as a marble sculpture, and his golden hair shone brightly in the sun, making him even more heroic.

With a whistle, a young man with reddish-brown hair, about twenty years old, with a very exotic appearance, with some frivolous and evil charms, descended from the sky on a horned dragon: "Look, these Orientals , Could it be what you said, big brother... old and elegant? Why did you see us one by one, like a mouse seeing a cat, so embarrassed?"

"What's the matter, Sister Thea, are you a little disappointed by our rash trip?"

Beside him, a horned dragon with red scales all over the body, with triangular heads and golden pupils slowly fell down beside him. A woman with a somewhat exaggerated sword slung across her shoulders.

He took off the helmet, revealing a face with sharp lines and a very exotic beauty.

The next moment, they saw a scene that was completely unbelievable.

"Look!"

I saw one after another silver-white sword light flying out of the city. The sword light was like a curtain, interweaving into a gorgeous light and shadow in the sky. The speed almost exceeded the limit of human vision, and the sword light dragged one after another in the sky. The silver-white streamer drew beautiful arcs one after another, and converged on the platform again. There were more than a dozen monks from Yuanyang City wearing silver-white standard warrior armor and monk robes.

There is a flying sword with a brilliant aura under his feet, which is extremely elegant.

"...Brother." The red-haired man was stunned for a moment, "These guards...are these warriors or monks...?"

I saw the blond man next to him with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

How do you feel about each other's...

Subconsciously looked at the horned dragon under the crotch.

The horned dragon shrank its feet and glanced at its huge claws, as if thinking about whether it could fly like this.