Chapter 854: Sword Scabbard of Heaven

Ye Yang just looked at it, and felt that the practitioner who wrote this word was absolutely small.

In just a dozen words, each painting looks impermanent.

But each handwriting seems to contain the spirit of the writer. Even if I don't know how many years have been separated, the power is still through the stone wall, which acts on his body and depth of the soul.

Make him feel awe.

Ye Yang has no idea how many storms have been experienced so far, but such pure and powerful aura fluctuations have made him never encountered.

It is not just a manifestation of cultivation or strength, but also like a condensation of the will of life, a kind of existence that transcends manpower.

Although it is not clear about the story behind, Ye Yang can still feel the care and expectations of a father from his father who has a lot of fate from these simple texts.

And the word Changsheng couldn't help but make Ye Yang think of a lot.

"Changsheng."

This name made Ye Yang think of a name, is it the elder?

The elder is a generation of legendary demon king, and it is said that the body is a pale and ugly.

But if you can bear the burning of the sunset, it will become colorful neon.

It is said that the Menya family. It can only be survived for a day.

All 蜉蝣 has never considered whether to accept the burning of the sunset, and never thought about this problem.

When he saw the sunset, the moth fluttered, the afterglow of the sunset, transformed into colorful fluorescence and then fascinated.

Many years ago, he was unwilling to accept the fate of only one day, and he lived for 50,000 years!

Birth is weak, just an ordinary 蜉蝣, this idea is also in line with the expression of the word "longevity".

At this moment, Ye Yang raised his eyes, and there was a touch of sorrow in his eyebrows. At this moment, looking at this peak again, I saw that Wanli Qingshan was steep as a ghost ax.

On the top of the mountain, if you feel carefully, you can feel that if there is no prohibition, the slight light flashes, as well as the mysterious power like a cobweb.

"Sure enough."

Ye Yang took a deep breath, and the next moment, one hand, the mana in the body began to circulate, accompanied by Ye Yang's dark transport of mana, a strong light appeared behind him. No nine, among the magnificent glory, a long sword box gradually revealed.

After a while, the sword box was full of light, and the sword sounded, and there seemed to be a bit of broken star, and the sound of Long Yin roared.

This broken star sword box has a thousand swords, with a lot of power, and the full -effort to outbreaks. Thousands of swords are flying. It is most suitable for these vast prohibitions. With a little hand, there was also a giant knife flying over the air, falling in front of him, glowing with strange glory.

The knife of the evil king sword jumped like a living body.

At this moment with the broken star sword box, Ye Yang's feet stomped sharply, and the broken star sword box was launched. A sword sword air shot from the sword box like a meteor, with the momentum of tearing the void, hitting it fiercely, hitting it severely Above to the system.

For a while, the light shone, and the prohibited layer of ripples, such as the calm lake, was put into boulder.

Immediately afterwards, the evil king sword carried the power of the evil evil.

Ye Yang touched it lightly and poured the whole body's mana to the evil king knife.

"cut!"

With Ye Yang's violent drink, the evil king sword scratched a half -moon -shaped black sword, and cut into the prohibition with the trend of the mountains.

The knife and sword qi intertwined each other, forming a powerful impact force, and madly impacted the ban on the green mountains.

At this moment, the old man saw that Ye Yang suddenly showed such a arrogant and overbearing blow, and his heart was shocked.

Especially after seeing his strange knife falling, there was a sword box filled with the gas of the Yuanshen, and his brows frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

"Whether it is a knife road or a kendo in the practice world, it is just a fortune to the sun. One of the thousands of monks in the world can cultivate one of them. You can reach such a level. "

"These people are by no means an unknown person, so how do you feel a little familiar."

He has been in the Overseas Fairy Mountain for a long time. Among the overseas, there are countless fairy mountains and strong fog. I do n’t know how many monks have, but they do n’t have much contact with land, so many people and things are not familiar with.

However, there are only a lot of strong men in the world of the world. This person can take out two Yuan Shimbia in a short time. It is simply the herd of a large gate, which is by no means an unknown person.

"Do you have a sword with a sword, and the sword doubles?"

He thought of a name in his heart. At this moment, the more he looked, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Sure enough, this is the talent, weird, the old man in front of the killing is still pretending to be in the fairy world. Isn't this looking for a knife for himself and being wiped out of his neck."

He was thinking in his heart.

At this time, a huge and violent explosion suddenly sounded.

The prohibition here was under the violent attack of the knife and sword, and the light began to flash, and the cracks gradually appeared.

Seeing this, Ye Yang was full of strength, and it was a round of sword rain and sword offensive.

Finally, a loud noise of "bombardment" broke like glass and turned into countless light spots in the air.

With the broken system, the mountain peak could not bear this powerful impact, and began to shake violently.

Large chunks of rocks rolled down, and the entire mountain peak made a dull roar.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Ye Yang was not panicked. He saw the right time and swung the Star-Breaking Sword Box and the Evil King Knife again. After a while, a huge hole was broken on the bluestone of the middle mountain peak.

A burst of water vapor came in his face. When the smoke and dust dissipated, the original flying stream in the mountain expanded again. The waterfall was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, pouring down from the top of the cave, making a deafening sound.

Ye Yang turned around and whispered to the old man beside him: "Follow me in."

The old man was about to refuse, but he never thought that when he found a time, Ye Yang had already reached out his hand, lifted him up in his hand, grabbed his neck, and then went into the water curtain cave.

The two crossed the waterfall and the flying stream and entered the cave. At this moment, the light in the cave was dim and filled with a damp breath.

Ye Yang and walked forward cautiously, the ground under their feet was uneven and covered with traces of time.

As Ye Yang continued to go deeper, after a while, the passage became narrower and narrower, and the two had to move sideways.

After walking for an unknown period of time, a ray of light gradually appeared in front of them.

Ye Yang was delighted and quickened his pace. When they walked out of the passage, the scene in front of them shocked them greatly.

A huge stone platform appeared in front of them, and on the stone platform, there was a lotus-like ice coffin, which was snow-white and carved from the purest mutton-fat jade, without a single flaw on the surface.

At this moment, it was placed on a whole green base, surrounded by circles of spiral ice crystal patterns.

The shape of the ice coffin was like a huge blooming lotus, and each petal was meticulously carved, gradually widening from the tip to the root, with clear layers and lifelike.

In the center of the lotus, there was a circular space, where the remains were placed.

The cold air emanated from the ice coffin, a kind of bone-deep coldness, making people feel a solemnity and majesty from ancient times.

"Who is in this lotus ice coffin?"

Ye Yang frowned slightly at this moment, and couldn't help but think of many things. Could it be that Changsheng Lao, but if it was him, why didn't he see his body.

And.

Who put him here? Could it be his mysterious biological father?

Ye Yang walked forward, and before he touched the lotus ice coffin, the strong wind blowing with him blew away the dust around, and he immediately saw a line of words under the ice coffin.

"My son Changsheng, you should keep the Immortal Puppet Technique. It can make you a demon king and protect you for the rest of your life."

"In addition to the Immortal Puppet Technique, I also left you the Yitian Sword Sheath. This sword sheath is made from the smelting of immortal artifact fragments. It can repair the sword body, cultivate sword energy, and even improve the grade of the sword."

"Immortal artifact fragments?"

Ye Yang was shocked and looked around nearby, but he didn't see anything.