Reincarnation of the Empress: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

"Hidden Sword Mountains!"

"It really is here, the place where Mingjian saint fell!"

"go!"

The Wu family rushed into the mountains one after another.

Not long after, behind them, there were also silhouettes passing by.

"Hey! So many swords!"

These people paused in mid-air, and when they looked from a distance, they saw that swords were falling everywhere on the continuous mountain range.

Nothing but that.

Only the sword.

It was as if he had come to the world of swords.

Wu Shuo was also taken aback, and asked Wu Hongxiao, "Second grandpa, where is this inheritance?"

Wu Hongxiao said solemnly: "It is rumored that the sage Mingjian has a strange personality. If he leaves an inheritance, he will definitely not be like ordinary people. Maybe the inheritance is hidden in which of these swords."

"Fuck! There are at least tens of thousands of swords here, right? How to find them?"

Wu Shuo cursed secretly.

"Damn Mingjian saint, it's so troublesome to leave an inheritance."

"Shut up!" Wu Hongxiao said with a frown, "Which one of the inheritance of the sacred realm is simple? As long as there is a chance, let alone find it from tens of thousands of swords, even if it is hundreds of thousands, it is still necessary to find it!"

Wu Shuo nodded: "The second grandpa, do those people want to..."

"No hurry." Wu Hongxiao's eyes were indifferent, "Isn't it a good time to have them help?"

"Hehe~ It's still the second grandpa, as thoughtful as you think."

Wu Shuo waved his hand, causing his subordinates to start looking for inheritance.

There are tens of thousands of swords, each of which looks the same, and even if the consciousness covers it, there is no difference at all. This situation makes everyone feel depressed.

Divine Consciousness cannot be probed, so it can only be found one by one.

However, the inheritance of the sacred realm can be encountered and cannot be sought. If it can be obtained, it will definitely soar to the sky in the future.

Driven by interests, some people rush forward desperately.

In the distance, Leng Yiyi hides in the mountains and forests.

Her attention was not on those swords, but on the people of the Wu family.

"One, two, three...six."

"Two Nirvana realms, three creation realms, and one more..."

Leng Yiyi frowned.

"The peak of the creation realm?"

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no emotion in Leng Yiyi's eyes.

swoosh~

In the mountains, a group of monks scattered, looking for inheritance.

"Damn! How do you find so many swords?"

A Wu family disciple scolded secretly.

"Be content, this is the inheritance of the Holy Land, at least there is no danger, isn't it? Hurry up and find it back."

"It's not dangerous or troublesome, these swords shield the consciousness, only one by one..."

The Wu family disciple stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, his eyes widened.

"who!?"

puff~~

The two made a decisive decision.

In the distance, Wu Hongxiao shouted, "He Fangxiao!"

At the same time as he spoke, a blow was fired, but the only thing that hit was the afterimage of Leng Yiyi.

"So fast!"

"Hi! It's that woman!"

"Damn, how did she become the realm of creation!?"

In the mountains, Leng Yiyi took the sword step, leaving one shadow after another, and in the surprise of everyone, he rushed into the Wu family in a blink of an eye.

"The third."

The power of Jianyu was instantly released, assaulted, suppressed, killed in seconds, and then left.

"the fourth."