Chapter 2321 Sword Tomb

Wang Hao smiled and said: "Haha, ancestor, I don't need this thing, you can keep it, let's continue on our way!"

That blue tiger was a mutated monster. If it weren't for that, Wang Hao wouldn't be interested in stopping.

Mutated monsters are much more powerful than ordinary monsters. Wang Changxue and Wang Changxue are also god-transformation monks of the Wang family, and they have many treasures in their hands. Ordinary monsters are no match for them and cannot have the effect of experience.

Wang Hao swept all the way through the Golden Sword Mountains. None of the monsters here were his enemies. In a month, dozens of powerful monsters were wiped out.

The monks in Duilan Realm realized it later, and after hearing the news, they rushed to the Golden Sword Mountain Range.

On this day, Wang Hao was still wandering around the Golden Sword Mountains. Behind him were Wang Changxue and Wang Qitian. Compared to a month ago, they looked a lot more weathered, but their eyes still showed perseverance, and they were obviously following. Wang Hao, they gained a lot!

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the distance, and a huge golden beam of light appeared in the sky!

"What's going on? Ancestor, is it possible that some Void Refining monks are fighting?" Wang Changxue asked in astonishment!

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes and looked from a distance, "It's not a fight, it's probably the birth of a treasure,"

He knew very well that one of the purposes of coming to the Golden Sword Mountain Range was for this matter.

"Come on, let's go over and take a look!"

With a pinch of Wang Hao's magic formula, the flying boat immediately increased its escape speed and flew high into the sky in an instant!

Not long after, the flying boat stopped. To Wang Hao's disappointment, there were two monks in front. One was Lan Tianyue from the Lan family, and the other was an old man in gray robes, whom Wang Hao did not recognize.

They fought hard here, and dozens of peaks were destroyed by them!

"Fellow Daoist Lan, why are you here and fighting with others?" Wang Hao was very surprised when he saw Lan Tianyue. Isn't the Lan family the overlord? Does anyone dare to take action against Lan Tianyue?

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Wang. People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. I originally came here with Fellow Daoist, thinking to see what Fellow Daoist had to say. But when I followed you here, I was lucky enough to find the treasure left by the ancestors of the Lan family.

Fellow Daoist Wang, if you are interested, you can go and have a look together. You may be able to get one or two treasures. I can guarantee that Fellow Daoist Wang will definitely make your trip worthwhile! "

Lan Tianyue invited very sincerely.

Wang Hao smiled and nodded, but he understood what was going on.

There are sword spirits and sword intentions in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, but there are no spiritual swords, because the spirit swords are buried in another place, called the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords. According to the information in the valley, the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords is most likely in the Golden Sword Mountain Range.

Wang Hao originally wanted to try his luck, but now it seems that Wan Jianzhong has really appeared!

"Perhaps there is a treasure in the hands of the Lan family that can be unlocked. Otherwise, as soon as Lan Tian comes over, strange phenomena will appear, which would be unreasonable!"

As he spoke, a thick beam of light rose into the sky again, tearing through the sky. There was a ripple in the void, a large hole was torn open, and sword rain shot out from the sky.

"Haha, Mr. Lan, the treasure has been born, and those who are capable can take it. Don't think of stopping me," the gray-robed monk laughed and flew into the torn hole.

Wang Hao frowned and waved his hand to resist the scattered sword energy. Under the cover of the sword energy, the surroundings were in chaos. Hundreds of mountain peaks were smashed to pieces, dust was flying, and some monsters and monks were also buried among them!

In such a chaotic scene, Lan Tianyue naturally couldn't stop the gray-robed old man from entering!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, let's go in too. This is the Wanjiazhong of my Lan family. There are countless flying swords hidden in it. No matter what you Taoist can take away, I will not say nothing, but I also ask you to take care of me." For the sake of face, don’t take action against me, a monk from the Lan family!”

Lan Tianyue resisted the sword energy and said to Wang Hao.

"Wang will not embarrass the juniors, as long as they don't stand in front of Wang!"

Wang Hao smiled and agreed. As Lan Tianyue said this, it was obvious that he was not the only one from the Lan family who came. He might have discovered something in Wanjian Valley, otherwise he would not have been so well prepared.

After all, the Lan family is the inheritance force of Wanjian Tomb, which is not surprising.

Wang Hao would not take the initiative to embarrass the monks of the Lan family. Of course, he would not be polite if someone bumped into his hand.

Wang Hao has also collected some rumors about Ten Thousand Swords Tomb. It is said that tens of thousands of swords are buried here. The monks who are lucky enough to enter it can get a magic weapon-level flying sword if they are lucky. There are also spiritual treasures and heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, but the quantity Relatively few.

If you are unlucky, you may die in it, and the flying sword you carry will also become part of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords. Because of this, the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords can operate for hundreds of thousands of years.

Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the Lan family gave up the opening of Wan Jian Tomb, and Wan Jian Tomb was sealed.

"I now have eighteen shadowless swords with sword intent and sword spirit. One or two more at the level of Heavenly Spiritual Treasures are of no use. However, the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords is suspected to be left by monks from the spiritual world. There might be something rare in the depths. There’s no harm in trying your luck to find a treasure!”

Wang Hao smiled softly. After all, who would think there are too many treasures?

The eighteen shadowless swords on his body have been strengthened, but the seventy-two on his body and the thirty-six carried by the other two clones have not been strengthened.

While Wang Hao was thinking, several figures disappeared into the cracks.

A group of Lan family monks arrived, more than a hundred of them, and rushed into the crack!

At this time, the cracks have begun to slowly heal!

Wang Hao no longer hesitated, turned around and told Wang Changxue and Wang Changxue: "Go to the nearest market and wait for me. If you encounter any trouble, report my name!"

"Yes, please rest assured, we will take good care of ourselves."

Wang Hao nodded, and a shadow of green wings flashed behind him, flying towards the sky!

Not long after, he came to the gap, which was a gap of more than ten feet, and there was still a lot of sword energy overflowing from it.

Wang Hao spread his wings, flexibly avoided the sword energy, and flew in through the gap!

He only felt a dazzling aura, and the next moment, he appeared above a barren mountain ten thousand feet high!

There was no grass on the barren mountain, and countless rusty flying swords were inserted on the mountain. It was unknown how many years it had existed here. Many flying swords had lost their spirituality and became scrap iron.

Some flying swords were full of gaps, some flying swords were covered with cracks, and some were left with only the hilt.

"Is it just one of the sword tombs?" Wang Hao looked into the distance, and there was a gray area everywhere, one mountain after another, endless, and on the nearby high mountains, you could faintly see the inserted flying swords, just like the barren mountain under his feet!

Wang Hao slowly flew down the mountain, his spiritual sense opened up, carefully observing the surroundings, and also scanning the flying swords.

Most of the flying swords were unusable, but there were still many spiritual ones, especially those with spiritual light flashing.

Wang Hao casually pulled out a blue long sword, shook it gently, and a large piece of blue sword energy flew out.

Rumble, there was a loud noise, and neat sword marks appeared on the ground. He listened carefully and vaguely heard some metal collision sounds.

Wang Hao frowned slightly, walked to a sword mark, grabbed a handful of soil, and thought about it.

He looked deep into the ground along the sword mark, and saw a large number of broken swords buried in the soil. The previous blow had broken several swords!

"There is something wrong with this soil. It seems to have no spirituality, but it can preserve these flying swords very well."

Unfortunately, this preservation is also time-limited. If the time is too long, the spirituality of the flying sword will still be lost and gradually become scrap metal!

"There are only swords here, not even a plant, let alone spiritual medicine!"

Wang Hao opened his spiritual sense and wanted to scan the distance, but he soon found that there were also means to restrict spiritual sense here. He could only explore the range of 100 miles, and it would not work further!

Wang Hao snorted lightly, stuck to the ground, and slowly flew away. The Ten Thousand Swords Tomb has existed for millions of years. There must be a powerful restriction here. Wang Hao would not be careless at this time.