Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

The many monks who followed closely behind him on flying swords saw the monk who rushed out first and in the early stage of fusion approaching the entrance of the canyon.

Suddenly, it fell from the sky, which scared the people following behind it. They quickly stopped their flying swords in the air.

"There is a no-fly zone here, everyone be careful," a monk warned loudly at this time.

Then the group flew directly on their swords and landed on the ground at the entrance.

"Damn it! It's actually a no-fly ban, and Elder Shen didn't even tell me in advance."

The monk who had been thrown to the ground, climbed up in a miserable state, said indignantly, then used his body skills as if to escape and entered the canyon.

"Let's go too!" Tong Minghong looked in the direction of the canyon, then he used his body skills to leave quickly. Yang Yunfei and others also used their body skills to follow closely behind him.

When the few people entered the canyon entrance, it was as if they passed through a transparent light curtain, and the scene in front of them suddenly changed.

"This... this is actually a formation!" Qi Yutang blurted out in surprise.

Yang Yunfei and others were also shocked by the scene before them and looked around.

It was originally an ordinary canyon, and the end could be seen at a glance. But now, the end of the canyon seems to be very far away, giving people a feeling of looking at the mountain and running to death.

The entire canyon is about fifty meters wide, with cliffs on both sides. Looking up from below, it forms a spectacular scene of a line of sky.

What is even more shocking is that the entire canyon is covered with swords wherever you look.

Some swords were stuck in the ground, with half of the blade exposed; some swords were embedded in the cliffs on both sides of the canyon, with only a small part of the hilt exposed; and some were lying directly on the ground, as if they had been discarded at random.

Rather than saying that this is a canyon, it would be more appropriate to say that this is a sword tomb.

"Now I finally understand what Elder Shen meant. This should be a sword tomb in the Yellow Maple Valley.

We can pick any sword here as a sword, but we can only take one away, and then cross this canyon, and we will pass the test."

Zhao Chengzhi smiled as he looked at the swords that could be seen everywhere.

"Hahaha... What are we waiting for? Let's hurry forward, otherwise the good swords will be taken away by others. If we are lucky enough to get a spiritual treasure-level sword, wouldn't we get rich?"

Qi Yutang laughed excitedly when he heard this.

After saying this, he was about to use his body skills to get ahead, but Qi Yutang's face suddenly changed and he screamed:

"What's going on? Have you noticed that my True Energy seems to be unusable?"

Upon hearing this, Tong Minghong and the others hurriedly tried to circulate their true energy, but everyone's face changed slightly. It was obvious that they were unable to use their true energy.

"Fuck! This is really a rip-off! This broken canyon not only has a no-fly ban, but also a no-spirit ban. Doesn't this mean we have to run through it like mortals? That would be exhausting."

Qi Yutang complained.

"Hehehe... let's go! Didn't you say that we should make the best of it? It's such a long distance, if we don't hurry, I'm afraid we may not be able to get out of this canyon before sunset."

Yang Yunfei laughed, then assumed a running posture and ran into the canyon.

Tong Minghong and others shook their heads helplessly upon seeing this and followed him out.

"Ding ding ding..."

"what……"

Not long after, Yang Yunfei and others heard the sound of monks fighting in the front, and monks screaming from time to time.

Since no one can use their true energy, they can only compete head-on with each other.

At this time, whoever has a better physique and a bigger body will have an advantage.

However, if they encounter monks traveling in groups, a single monk will generally choose to actively avoid them.

"Give me the sword in your hand, or I will kill you today." A tall, sturdy-looking monk with a face full of flesh, who looked like a bad guy, threatened viciously with a magical sword in his hand.

Without the ability to use their true essence, the monks in the canyon were unable to take out their original weapons from their storage bags.

So they could only randomly pull out a magical sword from the ground to protect themselves.

"This... this sword was obviously discovered by me first. Why should I give it to you? There are so many swords here. Why don't you go and find a better one yourself?"

The person who spoke was of relatively thin build. Due to the other party's tall stature, his voice was a little nervous, and the willow-leaf sword in his hand could not help but tremble slightly.

Just now he happened to find a willow leaf sword of the spiritual treasure level.

Because he was unable to use his true energy to put the sword into his storage bag, he was seen by a big monk who happened to be passing by. He forced him to hand over the Willow Leaf Sword, which led to the confrontation between the two men.

"Humph! Since you want to die, I will grant your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big monk swung the magical sword in his hand and slashed directly at the monk who looked weak.

"Ding..." Although the weak monk looked weak, he did not dare to be careless when facing the threat of death.

He swung his sword with equal vigor to block, and it collided with the opponent's magical sword, making a crisp "ding..." sound.

As a result, the opponent's magic sword broke directly. The big monk looked at the broken sword in his hand with a fiery light in his eyes. He made up his mind to take the spiritual treasure-level sword for himself.

The big monk drew out his two swords again and waved them vigorously.

The weak monk was not willing to be outdone and also fought back desperately. Every time after he broke the opponent's magical sword, the big monk would quickly pull out other swords and launch an attack. After all, there were swords everywhere here.

The two fought back and forth like this for no less than a hundred rounds, and both began to pant.

The weak monk wanted to retreat, but was blocked by the big monk every time. If he fought hard, he would not be able to kill the opponent.

He was reluctant to hand over the magic sword in his hand, and he thought that even if he handed over the magic sword in his hand, the other party would not let him go, so the weak monk felt helpless.

"Should we go and help that kid?" Zhao Chengzhi looked at Tong Minghong inquiringly.

When a few people passed by, they happened to see the big monk attacking the weak monk viciously.

Judging from the looks of the two men, the big monk must be a bad guy, so Yang Yunfei and the others stood on the side of the weak monk.

And as he continued to resist the opponent's attacks, the weak monk's physical strength was obviously running out.

If he continued like this, he would definitely die. Yang Yunfei and others could see that.

"Help! Of course I will help. I hate those monks who take advantage of their strength and bully the weak the most."

Qi Yutang blurted out without thinking when he heard it.

"Hahaha... What are you waiting for? Just do it." Zhao Chengzhi saw that no one opposed his opinion, so he picked up his sword and rushed out first.

Yang Yunfei and others were afraid that he would suffer a loss, so they quickened their pace and followed closely behind him.