In the midst of the noise of the three pavilion masters, the ghost cried through the clouds and reached the vast sea of clouds, only one step away from reaching the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, a giant sword appeared in front of him out of thin air, and it fell with the momentum of Mount Tai.

In front of me, it was dark.

Everything, silence.

Lingering in my ears, the dying wails of those unjust souls.

The ghost cried and trembled, and the evil thoughts in his body burst out, but even so he couldn't resist it, and at this moment, the dawn divine light bloomed.

However, the dawn of dawn was suppressed by the ghost cry. Facing the feeling of Tarzan's oppression, facing the deathly silence, the corners of his mouth curled up and he took a step forward.

This light pierced, and everything returned to its original appearance.

Devil Cry finally reached the top, and looking around, there were mountains that broke through the clouds, like small islands floating in the sea of clouds, connected by iron chains. Looking at the fireball shooting out of the dazzling red light in the distance, the clouds in the distance were fiery red, like a sea of fire. I couldn't help but let out a heroic howl.

Looking at the scene in the jade plate, the three pavilion masters glanced at each other, and they all saw the incredulity in each other's eyes.

They knew that Ghost Cry would definitely be able to reach the top, but they didn't expect it to be so fast. Especially the last step, I don't know how many people were blocked, so that they couldn't advance or retreat over there, and it wasn't until many days later that they took that last step.

The sound reverberates through the clouds and in the mountains.

The wind here is even stronger.

It didn't take long for a layer of hoarfrost to condense on the ghost's brow.

It was cold, but he didn't leave in a hurry, but sat down cross-legged, recalling the giant sword that reached the sky just now.

That heavenly giant sword looks rough, but it's not. The iron surface is entwined on it, and every inch of the place is engraved with the Great Dao Talisman Seal, and there is a faint brilliance circulation.

Before he knew it, he was entering into visualization.

Countless demons roared and rushed towards him, looking at him madly, trying to drag him back to hell. Why, why can you be blessed on earth, and we are tormented in hell.

Under the hat, the ghost cry expressionlessly.

Then he lifted his foot and stepped forward.

The heavy pressure caused all the demons to fall to the ground, struggling on the ground to get up.

At this time, the ghost cry is like a giant sword that reaches the sky. The evil thoughts of the embodiment of his will hung above him, forming a giant sword that reached the sky.

Jingle Bell Bell ......

On the hilt, the bell shook violently.

Overhead, the chains wrapped around the greatsword shook with a loud metal crash. The sound rang out, and the demons felt heavier and heavier, and they were crushed to the ground, and they could barely raise their heads.

At this moment, the iron chain on the heavenly giant sword had been fully unfolded, like a large net, blocking the entire sky.

Ghost Cry slowly pulled out the long knife, and the giant sword above his head also began to struggle, little by little, breaking free from the chain of recovery.

Choke!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the giant sword fell from the sky.

Rumble!

Everything, whether it was the mountain of corpses or the sea of blood, whether it was the eyeball-like moon, or the crimson earth, or the evil spirits struggling on the ground, all turned to powder under this giant sword.

The ghost cried back to reality, his narrow eyes flashed cold, and he took off the hat with his right hand and looked up at the sky.

"Not good!" Ouyang Pavilion Lord shouted and threw out the jade plate in his hand.

With a "bang", the colored light exploded, and the jade plate was blown to pieces in mid-air.

Seeing this situation, Ouyang Pavilion Master couldn't help but let out a sad cry, so heartbroken.

The Dragon Pavilion Lord's eyes were straight, and his heart was pounding, what kind of swordsmanship this was, it had completely exceeded the limits of the blade, and he could kill people with just his eyes.

He was very sure that this two-eyed killing method was definitely swordsmanship, and the charm in it couldn't fool him.

He gasped violently, and then his face was swollen and red: "Dog's day, it almost hurt me, see if I don't kill you little rabbit." ”

With that, he rushed out of the pavilion in a rage, jumped off the stargazing platform, and jumped onto the iron chain that connected each mountain.

These chains were unusually thick, each one the thickness of a human head, but between the peaks, they were like a thin thread, tightly squeezed into the rock formations.

The Dragon Pavilion Lord stepped on the iron chain and strode forward, as if walking on the clouds.

The other two pavilion masters were stunned for a moment, and then, Pavilion Master Sun asked, "Young man, there are always times when he makes mistakes unintentionally, which is worthy of forgiveness, should we persuade him?"

The Ouyang Pavilion Lord suddenly slapped his leg and shouted: "It's not good, it's a trick!"

But at this moment, where could he catch up, he could only watch as the Dragon Pavilion Lord jumped to another mountain, took a moment of respite, and continued to run with the iron chain.

"Dog's day dragon Raip. Pavilion Master Sun also reacted, hurriedly ran out of the pavilion, and jumped down to the edge of the stargazing platform.

Looking at the distant Sun Pavilion Lord, Ouyang Pavilion Lord's expression changed, and finally scolded: "TNND." ”

Then, riding the wind, he flew into the air and chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, the three pavilion masters disappeared.

Elder Lin stood alone in the gazebo, dumbfounded.

Should I stay here and blow the cold wind, or should I catch up, or should I go home and sleep at nothing?

In the end, Elder Lin felt that as a junior, he should still politely wait for the three pavilion masters to come back, so after a day, Elder Lin's face was covered with white frost......

Pit Daddy... What about the pit juniors, this is (╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻

At the top of Yuntai Peak, Ghost Cry had just climbed this peak when he saw a white-bearded old man rushing towards him.

Although the old man was old, he was still nearly eight feet tall, and his beard stood on end, stabbing out in all directions like a hedgehog. A pair of bull's eyes as big as copper bells, slightly cloudy, but still fierce. The root bones are strong and the skin is wrinkled, but the muscle textures are still clear.

Now that he is older, his beard and hair are gray, and he has softened a lot, but he still looks like a hot-tempered old man. One can imagine how "ferocious" he was when he was young.

This white-bearded old man is naturally the master of the Dragon Pavilion.

"You kid!" The Dragon Pavilion Lord strode in anger, and when he arrived in front of the ghost cry, he suddenly laughed: "Sure enough, it's a good boy!"

The ghost cried and arched his hand: "I don't know ...... seniors"

"Old man Longwen. He patted Ghost Cry on the shoulder hard, and Ghost Cry didn't move, so the smile on his face became even brighter: "In the future, you will be mixed with the old man." ”

It seems that this is a certain senior with a high status among the people in Shushan, the ghost cried and guessed in his heart, and then he saw this dragon senior, and took out a booklet from his arms.

The Dragon Pavilion Lord looked serious and said, "Good boy, I see that you have strong bones, and this secret book will be handed over to you as a gift." ”

Ghost Cry picked up the booklet and saw that it was the "Ten Years of Sharpening a Sword" mentioned by the Tiger Daoist.

"This cheatbook ......"

"This secret book is the secret of Shushan, and it is the culmination of Shushan's two thousand years. As he spoke, the Dragon Pavilion Lord had a painful expression on his face.