The location marked on the treasure map is in Jiulong Mountain, thirty miles away from the canyon, until the end.

Yang Mucheng speculated.

This group of evil people came to the canyon to hunt for treasure, and happened to encounter a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Vajra Sect passing by, so they simply set up an ambush here, preparing to wipe them out.

"That's it!"

Pang Feiyan soared into the air and saw Jiulong Mountain. When everyone rushed to Jiulong Mountain, they couldn't help but be completely stunned by the scene in front of them. This location is not an ordinary mountain, but a small mountain accumulated with white bones.

Countless bones fell towards the top of the mountain, as if they had been killed before they could get close to the top. There are many monsters among them, but more of them are human warriors.

But.

The most striking thing is a skeleton on the top of the mountain.

I don't know how many years this corpse has passed, but I can see the bones that are as clear as jade. He fell to his knees on one knee and looked straight ahead, as if extremely unwilling. In his hand, he also held a blood-colored long sword with a bright red body, and after thousands of years, this sword still flashed coldly.

"Presumably, this sword is the goal of those people's trip!"

A disciple of the Mixed Yuan Vajra Sect stepped on pieces of bones to the top of the mountain, and he took down his long sword.

Everyone looked.

Even the bodies of so many strong people have turned into white bones, and this sword is still as usual, but I am afraid that this sword is not mortal.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

But see.

After the disciple got the blood sword, his face suddenly distorted, and he appeared hideous. A pair of clear eyes also turned bright red at this moment. He shouted angrily, and raised his sword and slashed wildly at his companion!

Pang Feiyan quickly rushed forward, pushed the disciple away, and knocked down the long sword in his hand.

Boom!

The blood sword was extremely sharp, and it was directly inserted into the ground.

"What did you just do?" exclaimed Rezzo.

The previous disciple's face was blank, "Senior brother, I don't know either. When I grabbed this sword, I only felt a bloodthirsty desire to kill welling up in my heart, and then I lost consciousness and just wanted to kill!"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

Liu Yan stared at this sword and speculated: "It seems that this sword has killed too much, and it has become a magic weapon, and it is difficult for ordinary people to control him! Only those who are determined can control it, otherwise they will be controlled by this sword and become a killing machine!"

"Is it so evil?" Pang Feiyan raised his eyebrows.

He stepped forward, ready to pull out the bloody sword.

Everyone looked, but when they saw Pang Feiyan's fingers touching, his face immediately distorted, and his clear eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing this, Liu Yan took a deep breath and drank violently. This tongue was like a lotus flower, as if Hong Zhong Dalu was shocked to ring. Everyone covered their ears in astonishment and hurriedly retreated.

Pang Feiyan was also shocked by this loud sound and came to his senses, and sat on the ground, although it was only for a moment, his face was already pale and covered in cold sweat.

"This sword is too evil!" Pang Fei swallowed.

Next, a few more people stepped forward.

However, no one was able to control this sword, but when it came into contact with it, it was controlled by the blood sword.

"Senior Brother Liu Yan, you are a strong man on the Yellow List, and your mind is firm, if it were you, you would definitely be able to control this sword!" Pang Feiyan proposed.

Liu Yan has long been tempted.

This sword is six feet long, the sword body is slender, and the whole body is like blood jade, as if it is made of nature. He is a sword cultivator, and this sword is very tempting for him.

Lei Zuo also nodded and said, "If it is Senior Brother Liu Yan, he will definitely not be affected by this sword. ”

"Senior Brother Liu Yan, give it a try!"

The crowd shouted.

I saw Liu Yan nodded, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

He grabbed the blood sword and pulled it out with a thud.

"Good!"

"It is worthy of Senior Brother Liu Yan!"

"Senior Brother Liu Yan, if you have this blood sword, maybe you will be able to get another one on the yellow list!"

The crowd applauded.

However.

Before the voice fell, he saw Liu Yan 'bang' again, and inserted the blood sword into the white bone.

Yang Mucheng looked at it suspiciously.

saw that Liu Yan's face was pale, and in a short moment, there was already a row of cold sweat on his forehead.

"This sword is too evil, I can't control it, I can only suppress it for a short time, but I can't control it. If you use it to fight, I'm afraid you'll lose your mind at any time!"

Liu Yan's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he was unwilling.

It's a pity that I have a sword in front of me, but I can't get it.

"It seems that this sword can only be used by people of the evil way!" Pang Feiyan sighed.

"Evil people are already thirsty for killing, if they get this sword, wouldn't it be a great disaster for the righteous path?

This proposal was immediately responded to by everyone.

After all.

This sword is too evil, if it can't be suppressed, it will be controlled by it, so it is better to destroy it completely, so as to prevent future troubles.

Liu Yan took a step forward and raised his palms to start.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a crisp sound sounded from behind.

Everyone looked at the sound source, and it was Yang Mucheng who spoke.

"Uncle Shi, what do you propose?" asked Liu Yan.

"I'll give it a try!" Yang Mu divided the crowd and walked towards the White Bone Mountain. "It would be a pity if this sword was destroyed like this. I've used magic weapons before, and I'm able to suppress it, so let's try to see if I can suppress this blood sword!"

From Yuanhua's demon pestle, it is also a magic weapon.

When he used it, he didn't feel anything wrong.

Whether the sword is good or bad depends on the user. In the hands of peerless warriors, even an iron bamboo sword can kill.

The main thing is:

Yang Mucheng also liked this sword, this sword was the same style as the Star Luo Xuanye Sword he used before. Although this Qinglian Sword is good, it is not in hand. I finally came across a sword that took advantage of it, wouldn't it be a pity if it was destroyed like this?

"Uncle Shi also wants to give it a try?"

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult!"

"Yes, so many disciples have tried, and even Senior Brother Liu Yan bluntly said that he can't control it, I'm afraid Uncle Ancestor can't either!"

Everyone talked about it.

"That's not necessarily!" Liu Yan shook his head. "This sword has nothing to do with strength cultivation, it depends on the user's temperament! Everyone pay attention, if Uncle Shi is controlled by the blood sword, immediately take the blood sword!"

Boom!

Yang Mucheng drew his blood sword, and immediately a desire filled with endless killing and bloodlust instantly spread from his arm to the bottom of his heart!

This kind of desire is simply irresistible, no wonder those disciples grabbed this sword and went crazy to kill at the same time. Yang Mucheng's eyes suddenly became cloudy, and bloodshot streaks appeared rapidly, and a trace of hideous color also appeared on his white face.

"It's not good, Uncle Shi is going to get out of control!"

Liu Yan exclaimed in surprise and was about to step forward.

However.

Just when everyone was stunned, an even more surging and terrifying killing aura erupted from Yang Mucheng's body, and Yang Mucheng actually woke up in an instant!

(End of chapter)