Refining pills! Royal beasts! The good-for-nothing young lady is actually the peerless emperor’s dau

Chapter 527 Where are you?
"Yinyin, let's go with you." Jian Shaoshang was a little worried.

"No need." Ye Ranyin shook her head: "Xiaoyun and I." She paused and her eyes fell on Ye Yiche: "It's okay as long as the fourth cousin is there."

She is the person with the highest level of cultivation and the most methods among the people. If even she can't do anything when they get to Jianyuan, then it will be useless for Jian Shaoshang and others to go.

Moreover, the fewer people there are, the easier it is for her to use some trump cards.

Jian Shaoshang and others knew that Ye Ranyin never did anything that was uncertain, and they were not from the Ye family, so they followed her arrangement: "Okay, we will use the sound transmission stone to communicate when the time comes."

"Ah."

"What should he do?" Shen Canglang looked at Han Feng, who had been crippled by Ye Ranyin and had his mute point tapped, with disgust.

"You can take him with you. We are going to Jianyuan. We probably don't have the heart to care about him."

As a result, Ye Ranyin and his party split into two waves.

The first wave is Jian Shaoshang, Shen Canglang, Liao Chen, and Shen Xin. They are going to find a sword that suits them.

The first wave is Ye Ranyin, Ye Yun, and Ye Yiche.

After parting.

Ye Ranyin said to Ye Yiche: "Fourth cousin, according to what Han Feng said before, the sword abyss is at the deepest part of the sword tomb. If you encounter a sword that resonates with you on the road, you should also take one."

"it is good."

They went deep into the sword tomb.

As they went deeper, the sword energy and sword intention in the sword tomb became more and more powerful and terrifying. There were sword intentions crisscrossing everywhere in the sword tomb, so they had to use their spiritual power to resist.

Ye Ranyin resisted the most easily.

The sword mark between Ye Yun's eyebrows that he got in the ancestral land is still there. The sword mark exudes a strange power. That power makes the various sword intentions in the sword tomb less harmful and less stressful to him.

On the way forward, the two of them were able to move with ease.

Ye Yiche gradually became a little troubled.

Ye Yiche knew in his heart that it was so difficult to move here before reaching the depths of the Sword Tomb. It was conceivable that he could not resist the sword abyss deep in the Sword Tomb.

He closed his eyes, stopped, and said: "Yinyin, Xiaoyun, I sensed a sword suitable for me nearby. I'll go get the sword. You guys come on for the rest of the way."

Ye Ranyin glanced at him and nodded: "Okay, cousin, if anything happens, just use the sound transmission stone to transmit the message to me directly."

Ye Yiche smiled and nodded at the two of them: "Okay."

After Ye Yiche stayed, Ye Ranyin and Ye Yun continued to move forward.

Gradually, it was no longer the will of the sword that was arrogant in front.

Arriving at the depths of the sword tomb, the spiritual swords seemed to have become spiritual. They were all dancing wildly and spontaneously and automatically dancing in the air. Countless different sword moves collided together, making a huge roar and forming a terrifying spiritual aftermath. In the middle position, a huge vortex torrent is formed.

Even Ye Ranyin and Ye Yun were forced to move even an inch by the terrifying aftermath of spiritual power and various sword moves.

"This should be Jianyuan." Ye Ranyin looked at the huge vortex torrent.

Ye Yun had some fine wounds cut all over his body by the sword energy, and light blood overflowed, but he didn't care at all.

He just stared at the whirlpool and said: "The power there is terrifying. No wonder even Jing Ce doesn't dare to go deep..."

He couldn't imagine how his parents escaped when they came here with serious injuries.

A mortal body would be minced into pulp if it came close to the whirlpool.

Ye Yun thought with unbearable heartache.

But he quickly came to his senses and said firmly: "Cousin Yin, I must go over and take a look."

Ye Ranyin thought for a moment: "Okay, I'll help you clear the way."

As she spoke, she thought, and the Emperor's Sword appeared in her hand.

The Emperor's Sword is a divine sword.

Although the sword spirit is sleeping, the pressure of the divine sword is still enough to make many spiritual swords tremble and scream.

Even the swords that were originally flying stagnated in the air and stopped dancing after feeling the breath of the Emperor's Sword.

Ye Ranyin took a deep breath and poured all her spiritual power into the Emperor's Sword.Qiang——

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the emperor's sword, which was rarely unsheathed, was unsheathed.

In an instant, an extremely tyrannical and terrifying sword power spread out from around Ye Ranyin and the Emperor's Sword.

The swords that were originally stagnant in the void seemed to be dead under the pressure of the overbearing divine sword, and they all fell to the ground with a clang.

"..."

At this moment, not to mention Ye Yun, even Ye Ranyin was surprised.

She took out the Emperor's Sword, intending to use the sword to resist the sword moves from different spiritual swords.

But did not expect.

As soon as the Emperor's sword was unsheathed, all the swords in the sword tomb surrendered.

It had just revealed a little breath, and the swords in the sword tomb seemed to be dead, as quiet as a chicken.

All the spiritual swords dancing in the void fell down, and the surrounding crisis was relieved.

But at the same time, even the black vortex that was previously called Sword Abyss became a faint shadow.

Ye Yun didn't have time to be shocked and walked forward quickly.

Ye Ranyin also followed up holding the unsheathed Emperor's Sword.

After the black vortex disappeared, the place returned to calm. Except for the special topography of the ground due to the power of the perennial vortex and the sword on the ground, no matter how you look at it, it is an ordinary open space.

Not to mention the human figure, not even a single hair.

But this is already the end of the Sword Tomb.

However, there is still no one here, not Ye Zhiqian and Nalan Xuan who Ye Ranyin and others want to see.

Ye Yun looked at the empty surroundings, his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "Father, mother! I am Xiaoyun, I am Ye Yun, where are you?"

"They said that when you come here, I will come here to find you. Come out and see me!"

No one answered.

Ye Yun's hoarse voice echoed in this silent space.

Ye Ranyin frowned slightly and kept looking around and at the swords on the ground.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. If my parents really came here, they would definitely leave traces." Ye Yun murmured to himself.

Ye Ranyin came back to his senses and comforted him: "No news is good news. Don't worry now, we'll see."

Ye Ranyin put his consciousness into the sword on the ground.

Soon, she discovered that there were sword spirits in those swords, but those sword spirits were incomplete and their consciousness was scattered and blurred, making it difficult to communicate. It seemed that there was no way to get information from them.

However, Ye Ranyin was very patient and still sensed the swords one by one.

She felt countless vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere and countless different sword intentions from those swords.

Every time she felt a sword, she seemed to see what it was like when the sword and its owner were together.

Just feel it all the way.

Ye Ranyin gradually discovered something extraordinary. Those swords seemed to have something in common.

"Something's wrong."

Ye Ranyin frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and his consciousness spread around, but there was nothing strange around him.

"Strange." Ye Ranyin muttered.

At the same time, Ye Yun, who was shouting "Father" and "Mother" in despair, suddenly lost his voice for some reason.

Ye Ranyin looked at him and saw an expression of extreme shock on his face, as if something incredible had happened to him.

"Xiaoyun?"

(End of this chapter)