Chapter 370 Longxuan Mountain

"The sword in my hand?"

Mo Wentian's eyes stared at Duan Ling'er. After a long time, Mo Wentian's eyes calmed down again.

"This sword is called Tianwen Sword!"

Mo Wentian's deep voice sounded.

"Heavenly Asking Sword..."

In Duan Linger's eyes, a gleam flashed across.

"Junior Brother Tianwen, it's really good luck. If Ling'er guessed correctly, this sword is at least a peak emperor sword, right?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Linger said with a coquettish smile.

"Peak Emperor Sword?"

There was slight disdain in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Wen Tianjian, that is not the Emperor Sword, in front of Wen Tianjian, the Emperor Sword is nothing but scum!

"Little girl, follow our boss, then be conscious..."

"If you shouldn't say it, don't say it!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao suddenly stared at Duan Linger and said fiercely.

"Be conscious!"

Duan Linger's eyes were fixed, and after a moment, she became quiet again.

"here……"

"It has entered the depths of the cliff!"

Mo Wentian's eyes continued to look into the depths of the cliff, and what appeared in front of Mo Wentian was a mountain stream, that mountain stream...

It seemed to be right in front of his eyes, but it gave Mo Wentian an illusion, as if he...

Not in this void!

"Void chaos, who the hell..."

"It has such an ability!"

Seems to have discovered something, Mo Wentian's eyes were incomparably shocked, the void was chaotic.

This mountain stream did not belong to this void, but it was covered by the supreme powerhouse.

Moved here abruptly!

This will cause...

This mountain stream does not belong to the illusion here!

because it...

It doesn't belong here!

"Boss, here..."

At this moment, Xiaojiao's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Little Jiao, what's going on?"

Mo Wentian asked hastily.

"Boss, it is this aura, it is this aura that is calling me, I want to go in, I must go in..."

Xiaojiao's eyes were full of excitement.

"Calling you..."

Mo Wentian also took a deep breath, what is Xiaojiao's identity?

Mo Wentian had a premonition.

Even if Xiaojiao is not a disciple of the Dragon Clan, it is absolutely...

Inseparable from the Dragon Clan!

"us……"

"Go in!"

Gritting his teeth, Mo Wentian continued to walk towards the depths of the cliff.

"etc……"

At this moment, Duan Linger's voice...

Came suddenly.

"Little girl, what else do you want?"

Turning his head, Xiaojiao said fiercely.

"This place is unusual!"

Duan Linger's face was extremely serious.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Linger spoke again.

"I once looked through the ancient books of Shenshan, and it recorded a terrible secret!"

"Secret..."

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"It is recorded in it that ten thousand years ago, the first sword emperor in the Sword God Continent, Wentian Sword Emperor, fell. Since then, there has been a thousand-year historical blank period in the Sword God Continent!"

"That period of history seems to have been..."

"Tear it apart!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Ling'er had a look of longing in her eyes.

"It is rumored that ten thousand years ago, when the Sword Emperor Wentian was here, the entire Sword God Continent was a prosperous age of swordsmanship, and the sword emperors were everywhere, and among them, there were countless masters of the swordsmanship!"

"But Wentian Sword Emperor a thousand years after the fall..."

"These people have all disappeared!"

Duan Linger's eyes flickered slightly.

"All disappeared..."

Mo Wentian's face froze for a moment, ten thousand years ago, it was indeed a prosperous age of swordsmanship.

In the Mo family, the sword emperor and the strong don't know much.

The five great kingdoms of the gods, countless heavenly pride...

Turned out!

"Blood Demon Sword Emperor, Heavenly Dragon Sword Emperor, Eastern Sea Sword Emperor..."

"These people, each of them, is the supreme arrogance of heaven. With their talents, it is not impossible for them to aspire to the position of sword god, but I..."

"I didn't read any news about them!"

Mo Wentian's eyes shrank slightly. Even if these sword emperor powerhouses fell, that would be enough to leave countless honors behind.

absolutely impossible...

Nothing is left!

"What is recorded in the ancient books?"

Looking at Duan Linger, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

Intuition told Mo Wentian that ten thousand years ago, it was very likely...

It's a conspiracy!

It was a calculation where everyone was a pawn...

"Among the ancient books, there is only a brief introduction. It is recorded in the sword god continent that a strong sword god can appear, but it needs..."

"what do you need?"

Mo Wentian asked hastily.

"God is needed!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Linger said in a low voice.

"Divine position?"

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, God, what is it?

"This ancient book..."

"Where are you now?"

Looking at Duan Linger, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.

"This ancient book is now on the sacred mountain. The records in the ancient book are really mysterious. I don't believe it, so I took a quick look..."

"Let it go!"

Duan Linger's voice came again.

"Mysterious..."

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, regardless of the records in this ancient book.

But Mo Wentian is sure that his fall ten thousand years ago will never be so easy!

"No matter what the conspiracy, I don't ask the sky..."

"I'll find them all!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Ten thousand years ago, he was the number one sword emperor in the Sword God Continent, but he was assassinated by Qing Yushang with a single sword. His physique...

Comparable to the perfect demon emperor.

His divine soul has reached the peak of the emperor soul...

At that time, on the Sword God Continent, among the Sword Emperors...

He is number one!

Qing Yushang, how could it be possible to strike a sword...

Assassinate him!

"That sword is weird..."

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then he calmed down again.

In this life, with the Heaven Devouring God Art, Mo Wentian is confident that he can definitely...

Embark on the road of Sword God!

"So what about the chaotic void, let's go in and have a look..."

"I want to see what's hidden here!"

Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold, and he continued to walk towards the mountain stream.

The surrounding area was silent, but from the depths of the mountain stream, there seemed to be a supreme aura coming.

"Crack..."

"Crack!"

...

A series of crisp voices sounded, Mo Wentian's figure...

The distance to the mountain stream is getting closer and closer!

"Master, there are words here!"

At this moment, an exclamation came.

Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly, and then his figure flashed, appearing beside the Lightning Leopard.

"Xuanshan!"

A few faint words appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Xuanshan?"

Mo Wentian was stunned, those words were extremely ancient.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian's previous life, in order to study the way of swordsman, he deliberately learned countless ancient characters.

Really, can't recognize it!

"Xuanshan, could it be..."

"Longxuan Mountain!"

Mo Wentian looked at the stele again.

Next to the stele, a third of it disappeared somewhere, where it seemed...

One more word!

"This is the sword mark..."

When Duan Linger's voice came, Mo Wentian looked at the stele, and the missing part was extremely smooth.

It seemed to be chopped off by sword energy.

"Step aside……"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he let out a low shout. The sword in Mo Wentian's hand fell towards the stone like lightning.

"Clang..."

A collision of forbidden metal came.

Mo Wentian's body...

Three or four steps back!