Chapter 50 We Are Really Destined to Meet Each Other Thousands of Miles Away

"I want to kill...huh?" Su Leng was about to have a fit when he was suddenly shocked by Ma Dashan's words.

Ma Dashan said: "Senior Brother Su, you said that the magma in the Land of Fire has disappeared. Does it have something to do with Mu Yan?"

Su Leng originally wanted to say how could it be possible, but suddenly thought that he and Ma Dashan had fainted, but Mu Yan was still safe and sound. What on earth was going on?

Could it be that the disappearance of the magma was really because of Mu Yan?

What means can be used to change the terrain of a Jedi?

The more Su Leng thought about it, the more frightened she became. If it was really Mu Yan who did it, is this kid still a human being?

"What are you going to kill?" Mu Yan asked.

"I..." Su Leng was stuck in the middle of his words. He couldn't continue or stop. It was very embarrassing.

Mu Yan said: "Since there is nothing to say, let's continue to the next level. You go first."

Depend on!

No matter how calm Su Leng was, he couldn't help but curse at this moment.

This kid has been waiting in this hall for a long time. Is he going to use them as a scout again?

"You, you..." Su Leng stretched out his finger and pointed at Mu Yan, trembling constantly. This was because he was angry to a certain extent.

"What are you doing? Leave quickly! Don't waste my precious time." Mu Yanhan said in a cold voice.

Su Leng burst into tears in his heart. He actually wanted to ask, after all, I am also an intermediate layman, the proud genius of the Chunyang Sect. Where did you, a sixteen-year-old child, get your confidence?

However, thinking of the disappearance of the magma and this inhuman method, Su Leng couldn't bear it!

"Let's go!" Su Leng shouted angrily, like a generous warrior stepping into the second level of the teleportation array.

Ma Dashan followed closely.

After a period of distortion of light and shadow, the two came to a desolate place.

"There are several places where soldiers are buried in the second level. I don't believe you can pass to the same place as us!" Su Leng said.

Suddenly, there was a violent fluctuation in the surrounding space.

A figure stepped out of the void.

After landing, he was still humming a little tune and adjusting his plain green shirt, as if he were traveling around the mountains and rivers, very leisurely.

But seeing this person, Su Leng's expression could no longer remain calm.

The person who came was none other than Mu Yan!

"Oh, two senior brothers, we are really destined to meet each other from thousands of miles away." Mu Yan looked up and found them, and said happily.

"What a fate!" Su Leng was now afraid of Mu Yan and wanted him to die immediately, so he only dared to say these words in his heart.

Ma Dashan smiled and said: "Hehe, yes, so we have to support each other and work together to overcome the difficulties."

"That's natural." Mu Yan suddenly exclaimed: "It seems that Senior Brother Su is not very happy, does he not welcome me?"

At this moment, Su Leng looked aggrieved, as if someone owed him money. It was strange that he could be happy when he saw Mu Yan.

"Welcome, welcome..." Su Leng almost squeezed out these words through his teeth.

Mu Yan also laughed, and suddenly his voice became cold: "Since you are welcome... why don't you hurry up and lead the way!"

Su Leng kept the word "forbearance" in his heart, turned around, and walked forward with rapid strides.

Ma Dashan also chased after him.

Mu Yan followed step by step, seemingly leisurely, but he was always alert in his heart.

Who knows what crisis we will encounter in this second level.

As we were walking, suddenly a strong wind howled with such force that it made people unable to open their eyes.

This wind blows my face like a sword, causing pain.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds came down, covering the area with a layer of darkness that made it suffocating.

When the sound of the wind dissipated, they looked forward. Wherever they looked, they saw a winding road spiraling up the mountain.

On the narrow mountain road, every few steps, there is a sword inserted, densely packed, extending all the way to the top of the mountain, with thousands of swords.

On the top of the mountain, there is a huge sword that reaches the sky, which is more than ten meters high. It is locked by several chains. From a distance, the sword is full of power.

It seemed that what was locked was not a sword, but a monstrous beast!

"This is the place where swords are buried!" It took a long time for Su Leng to recover from the shock.

The place where the sword is buried.

Mu Yan looked from bottom to top, taking in the entire layout of the place, feeling horrified in his heart.

These long swords have different shapes, some are like white swords, some are green flames, some are cold... they are simply a vast ocean of swords.

Each sword was trembling slightly, making a buzzing sound, and the sword energy shot straight into the sky, trying to tear the sky apart.

"Wow, Senior Brother Su, look, isn't that the Pure Yang Sword?" Ma Dashan exclaimed.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a long sword on the mountainside, with divine light blooming all over its body, like a burning sun, burning the surrounding ground into scorched earth.

The two of them had been members of the Chunyang Sect since they were young, and had long been familiar with the portrait of the Chunyang Sword. They recognized it at a glance.

Su Leng said: "The Pure Yang Sword is the most precious treasure of our sect. According to rumors, it disappeared with the previous sect leader. How can it be in this place?"

Ma Dashan said: "The disappearance of the Chunyang Sword has always been a regret for our sect. Now that we have found it, wouldn't it be a great contribution to our sect?"

Thinking of this, the two of them felt excited.

"What was your sect leader's cultivation back then?" Suddenly, Mu Yan asked.

"At least it's an intermediate level real person." Ma Dashan thought for a while and said.

Mu Yan sneered and said: "Don't you swordsmen have a saying that the sword is there and the person is there? Now we only see the Pure Yang Sword, so where is your sect master?"

These words were like a bucket of ice water being poured down, instantly waking up the two of them.

A terrible guess emerged.

Ma Dashan said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that our sect leader also entered the Star Palace and died in this sword burial place back then?"

Su Leng was also shocked: "Even the mid-level real person fell here, the place where the sword is buried is so terrifying!"

"And do you really think it's a coincidence that we teleported to the same place twice?" Mu Yan said.

The other two people looked dull. Wasn't the teleportation random?

Mu Yan looked into the distance with a deep look: "Your Chunyang Clan is good at swords and fire, and I also have a fighting spirit of the fire element..."

Su Leng said: "Yes, at the second level, it's time to choose a weapon. We are all swordsmen."

"Although I don't know why Lu Heming didn't teleport here, but..."

Under the shocked gazes of the two people, Mu Yan slowly summoned a golden flying sword, which was filled with light and faintly surrounded by thunder and lightning.

"My strongest weapon is also my sword!"

"That's why we were all teleported to the same place." Ma Dashan opened his mouth wide and could not close it for a long time.

Mu Yan pointed his sword at the sky and said coldly: "I think if we fail to break through, we will be left here forever just like your last sect leader. The land where swords are buried will not only be buried with swords, but also us. people."

At this time, ink-like dark clouds were billowing in the sky, roars were heard, and white lightning fell, making the area brightly illuminated.

All the swords were shaking restlessly, and the scene was strange.

Su Leng and Ma Dashan suddenly felt a chill in their backs. The thousands of swords here represented their masters, and they all died here?

So how many people have died in this sword burial place?

Finally, it’s 100,000 words, and there will be a second, third, and Nth one in the future. I have a story. It’s a long story. Do you have any wine?