"Senior sister, let's go!"

Fortunately, Qinghan caught up with him, Mo Qingyun took Man Yan's hand and hurriedly walked into the sword formation.

The space here is too small and not suitable for fighting.

In addition, in the observation just now, Mo Qingyun's appearance of this sword formation is not stable.

If he and Xing Qinghan were fighting here, they would likely lead the sword formation to collapse, making his previous research in vain.

This was not what he originally wanted to accept.

Mo Qingyun pulled Man Yan into the sword formation, and his figures and Man Yan disappeared from Xing Qinghan's perception.

"Escape there!"

Seeing the actions of Mo Qingyun and the others, Xing Qinghan's expression darkened and he also chased into the sword formation.

Fortunately, Qinghan entered the sword formation, and he was bombarded by several sword energy, forcing him to retreat continuously.

Soon, Xing Qinghan was forced out of the sword formation, with a tense expression on his face and a lingering expression on his face.

This sword formation is so terrible!

If he hadn't been alert and came out of the sword formation in time, he might have been seriously injured by the sword energy.

"Boy, you can't escape!"

When Xu Qinghan came out of the sword formation, he looked cold and watched outside the sword formation.

Standing outside the sword formation, Xing Qinghan carefully observed the sword formation and said, "Although this sword formation has been powerful, it has existed for too long and has become less stable."

"If I find several powerful people from the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal Realm and work together to bombard this formation, I should be able to break the sword formation."

This idea arose in Xing Qinghan's mind, so he flew out of the palace, preparing to find a helper to break the formation together.

When Xing Qinghan left, Mo Qingyun led Man Yan to continue moving forward into the formation.

After many attempts before, Mo Qingyun's understanding of this sword formation has been very thorough.

What he lacks now is to test his own speculation again so that he can pass through this sword formation in one fell swoop.

As he continued to penetrate the sword formation, Mo Qingyun's pace slowed down a little and his expression became much more serious.

Every step next is very critical, every step is a new attempt, and there will be unknown dangers.

Therefore, he must be careful and careful to ensure the safety of himself and Man Yan.

After walking for a while, Mo Qingyun stopped and looked back and observed behind him.

Seeing that there was no figure of Xing Qinghan behind, Mo Qingyun's expression was a little relaxed and he thought to himself: "It seems that Xing Qinghan has not followed up and can slowly study the sword formation."

After learning that Xing Qinghan had not caught up, Mo Qingyun was not in a hurry to rush to the road and planned to steadily penetrate the sword formation.

After observing the sword formation for a while, Mo Qingyun's understanding of the sword formation became more thorough and he thought to himself: "As I guessed, the sword formation is divided into two parts: virtual and real. The virtual sword part is used for psychedelic enemies, and the real sword part is used to attack the enemy."

With a more thorough understanding of the sword formation, Mo Qingyun and the others immediately became much smoother on their way forward.

Along the way, he was not attacked again, and he passed through a distance without any danger.

Five days later.

With Mo Qingyun and his two careful, they finally passed through the sword formation.

Mo Qingyun and the others passed through the sword formation. They came to a sword tomb and saw ancient long swords.

Among these long swords, eighty-one are the most powerful, each of which is comparable to a quasi-holy weapon.

"Eighty-one quasi-holy artifact ancient sword!"

Looking at the eighty-one ancient swords, Mo Qingyun was ecstatic and raised his hand to the eighty-one ancient swords.

Immediately, eighty-one ancient swords flew towards Mo Qingyun and were put away by Mo Qingyun.

"These eighty-one ancient swords should be the basis of a sword formation!"

After putting away the eighty-one ancient swords, Mo Qingyun silently thought, speculating on the real purpose of these ancient swords.

Putting away the ancient sword, Mo Qingyun kept walking and continued to lead Man Yan deep into the palace.

Mo Qingyun and the others walked through the sword tomb. They came to the front of a sarcophagus and saw a mass of demonic energy lingering on the sarcophagus.

This demonic energy was like a flame, constantly jumping on the sarcophagus, and at first glance it looked like a ghost fire.

Looking at the beating demonic energy, Mo Qingyun showed a solemn expression on his face, releasing a trace of soul power to check and sense this demonic energy.

As soon as the soul power penetrated into the demonic energy, a majestic voice appeared in Mo Qingyun's mind: "I didn't expect that after a million years, a junior finally came here."

Hearing the voices in his mind, Mo Qingyun was shocked and immediately raised a sense of vigilance.

"Boy, you don't need to be afraid, a little guy from the Daluo Golden Fairyland, I still don't want to attack you."

It seemed that Mo Qingyun's vigilance appeared, and the man's voice sounded again, comforting Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun still looked tense, and did not let go of his vigilance, and was always on guard against the other party.

It is absolutely impossible to make him believe in the other party in just one sentence.

If he really trusted others so easily, he wouldn't have lived until now.

Still vigilant about Mo Qingyun, the other party didn't say anything more and fell silent all of a sudden.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Mo Qingyun became nervous and didn't know what the other party was thinking.

"Hey, you actually have the aura of a junior sister? What is your relationship with your junior sister?"

When Mo Qingyun was alert to the other party and was on guard against the other party's secret move, the other party's words came again.

At this time, the demonic energy on the sarcophagus condensed into a figure.

"You...you are..."

Seeing the appearance of the figure in front of him, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly, and felt that he seemed familiar.

However, for a moment, he couldn't remember that he had seen the other person there.

"Boy, I asked you what you have to do, what is your relationship with my junior sister?"

Seeing Mo Qingyun silent, the man looked a little serious and immediately asked Mo Qingyun.

"Junior sister?"

Mo Qingyun showed doubts on his face, not understanding what the other party was saying, and said inexplicably: "Senior, I have never met you before, how could I know your junior sister?"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the man seemed to think of something and smiled lightly: "I've neglected that Junior Sister Linglong is a powerful person in the Holy Realm, you, a junior in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. It is indeed impossible for you to know her. I guess you met her by accident and don't know her true identity."

"exquisite?"

Mo Qingyun was stunned, surprised by the other party's words, and said in surprise: "Senior, is the Linglong in your mouth Qian Linglong in the Qianhuan clan?"

"oh!"

The man was stunned, looked at Mo Qingyun in surprise, and said, "It seems that you really know Junior Sister Linglong. Tell me, what is your relationship with Junior Sister Linglong?"

"This...this..."

Mo Qingyun looked puzzled and didn't know how to answer.

Could it be that he wants to tell the other party that there is some entanglement between him and Qian Linglong’s clone?

Seeing Mo Qingyun silent, the man looked a little nervous, and seemed to care about Qian Linglong very much.
Chapter completed!