My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Time flies!

In a blink of an eye, another three days passed.

The entire sword tomb was surrounded by a large group of people.

Almost half of the forces in the entire virtual domain were present.

The scene was so grand and the momentum was so great that even Zhong Qing, who was used to all kinds of big scenes, couldn't help but look sideways.

It was a beautiful day with clear skies and gentle breezes.

A majestic and ancient voice came from the direction of the Holy Sword Sect.

"Today, the Sword Tomb is officially opened!"

"Anyone who is destined to do so can enter and search for good fortune!"

As the brilliant and ancient voice sounded, the formation restriction of the Divine Weapon Mountain Range disappeared after flashing three times of faint blue light.

For a moment, everyone present was in an uproar.

Everyone rushed to fly towards the center of the sword tomb.

Because there lies the true inheritance of the immortal sword.

The dark figures, densely packed like a swarm of locusts, rushed out with the momentum of thousands of horses galloping, resounding through the sky.

On the mountain top, everyone entered the sword tomb one after another.

Jian Ling'er couldn't sit still anymore.

"My benefactor, let's go in first. The rest of my sect should be here by now. We can reunite inside later."

"Although our goal is not the Sword Immortal inheritance, there are many smart people. I saw some of them rushing towards the Supreme Inheritance."

"If you miss the opportunity, it will be too late."

She said with an anxious look on her face.

In the sword tomb, every sword represents a heritage.

Once this inheritance is taken, it will be gone.

Zhong Qing saw her urgency, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

As Zhong Qing spoke, Jian Ling'er couldn't wait to move forward.

Looking at the sword tomb from the outside, it feels like seeing flowers in the fog.

Although spectacular, it always has a hazy feeling.

Only by getting into it personally can you feel something deeper.

Zhong Qing followed Jian Ling'er slowly and leisurely.

Looking at the magical weapons all over the mountains.

These magical weapons are naturally incomparable to those he collected.

But it has some extra things that are not found in Zhong Qing’s magical weapons.

In this vast sword forest, Zhong Qing felt a special activity.

Weapons are just dead objects, but at this moment, these magical weapons gave him the feeling that they were alive.

A gentle breeze!

The divine soldiers are roaring all over the mountains.

Either happy or sad.

It can evoke people's emotions of sadness and joy.

People choose their magic weapons, and magic weapons choose people.

While some people are choosing magic weapons, the magic weapons are also choosing suitable successors.

Some people were in the sword forest, holding their long swords and crying and wailing, while others were holding their magic weapons, unwilling to let go, and laughing towards the sky.

These people clearly entered the illusion created by the magic weapon.

Although the sword tomb gathers the inheritance of countless senior masters, not everyone can take away this inheritance.

The owner of the magic weapon will set various tests for the magic weapon. Only by passing the tests can one truly gain the recognition of the magic weapon and obtain this inheritance.

Jian Ling'er flew all the way, and Zhong Qing followed her.

As you go deeper into the center of the sword tomb, the quality of the divine weapons inside becomes higher.

The more it represents, the stronger the inheritance.

Among them, there are many people and even multiple forces who are eyeing a piece of divine weapon inheritance.

What matters at this time is strength.

Whoever is stronger and has the bigger fist will be the first to have the opportunity to inherit the magic weapon.

Zhong Qing felt that the entire sword tomb was in chaos.

In the distant mountains, a giant sword hundreds of feet long stood above the forest.

The giant sword is as tall as a mountain, and two major forces are gathered below.

"master!"

Jian Linger's eyes lit up and she shouted happily to one of the middle-aged men.

The man was wearing green clothes and had a green badge on his chest with the word "Ling" printed on it.

This is clearly the logo of the Lingjian Sect.

Jian Linger's master is named Quartz!

A sturdy man eight feet tall, with a broad back and a giant sword a foot long across his back.

He is the current leader of a peak of Lingjian Sect and one of the three great masters of Lingjian Sect.

This time, he was responsible for leading the team to the sword tomb to compete for the inheritance of the magic weapon.