I can bind hundreds of millions of evildoers to practice

Chapter 70 She is the girl from ten years ago!
The hermit ancestors opened their eyes and looked at the peerless monster on Wujian Cliff.

The purple qi that Chu Kuang aroused traveled three thousand miles to the east without waking them up.

Now awakened by Luo Qingchen's killing sword intent!
The cold girl stood on the top of the mountain, her eyes were slightly closed, and her blue hair fluttered in the wind.

"That sword is!"

They were shocked when they saw the bloody long sword on Luo Qingchen's back.

"She is the girl brought back by the Ninth Patriarch ten years ago!" Some Patriarch murmured to himself.

The Ninth Ancestor, one of the nine oldest ancestors of the Sword Sect, was buried in a coffin with a bloodstone and buried in the ancestral land of the Sword Sect.

Ten years ago, the Ninth Patriarch climbed out of the coffin and brought a six or seven-year-old girl into the Sword Tomb.

The girl took a bloody long sword from the sword grave.

After that, they never saw the girl again.

The bloody long sword appeared before their eyes again, and the girl from ten years ago also grew into a slim figure.

Luo Qingchen suddenly opened her eyes, and the killing intent converged into the blood sword on her back.

The blood sword uttered a sword cry, like a river of blood flowing slowly, terrifying and frightening!

The world returned to calm, and the river of blood stopped flowing.

Jian Zong's [-] sword cultivators and the swordsmen of all major forces breathed a sigh of relief.

They found that their bodies were already dripping with cold sweat, and they really felt the fear of death under the sword intent of killing, as if they were walking around the gate of hell.

Jianzong's [-] disciples were all in a daze.

Can the true biography of Jianzong continue to win the sword test this year?

Bai Jianfei was full of fighting spirit.

He is a true swordsman.

A swordsman can be defeated, but never surrender!
"Go, I'll take you to a good place." Jiang Yun walked to Luo Qingchen and said.

"kindness."

Luo Qingchen didn't know where Jiang Yun was going to take her, he said leave, so he left.

The two went down the mountain side by side, the morning sun was slightly warm, and the mountain scenery was just right.

At the foot of the mountain, the disciple of Jianzong who led the way for them yesterday is still there.

He looked at Luo Qingchen with a bit of fear and respect in his eyes.

"Brother Yu, please take us to the sword grave." Jiang Yun said warmly to the disciple of Jianzong.

At the sword test meeting, Jianzong arranged two disciples for each faction to receive them.

Yu Zhengran was slightly taken aback, and said, "The Sword Tomb is the forbidden area of ​​Jianzong, outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission."

He couldn't help being envious of Jiang Yun, that Luo Qingchen would give him [-] points to go to Wujian Ya Wujian.

Even among the sword sects, only a very small number of evildoers can earn enough contribution points to reach Wujian Cliff and Wujian.

The most exasperating thing is that Wu Jianya only showed Luo Qingchen's murderous sword intent, Jiang Yun didn't move at all, and [-] points were wasted by him just like that!
Why don't senior sisters and sisters give me contribution points to go to Wujianya Wujian?

Is it because he is a little more handsome than me?

Jiang Yun handed the Heavenly Sword Token to Yu Zhengran.

He took the token in doubt, and checked it: My god!

Yu Zhengran was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the token, so he collected himself and read it carefully again.

100 million!

Really 100 million points!

"Where did you get your points?" Yu Zhengran swallowed, and asked in disbelief.

"A reward from the Heavenly Sword Tower."

He wouldn't say that it was a trick of the cat!
"Didn't you just pass the 79th floor?" Yu Zhengran was completely confused by the 100 million points.

Jiang Yun said calmly, "Brother Yu, if you don't believe me, you can ask your elders for questioning."

In a panic, Yu Zhengran took out the jade talisman to inquire, and received a reply after a while: Jiang Yun's points are fine.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Jiang." Yu Zhengran handed back the Heavenly Sword Token with a trembling heart.

He's completely out of his mind now!
100 million points!

If converted into the contribution points of their Jianzong disciples, it would be equivalent to 1000 million!

He can't earn so many contribution points in his life!
He couldn't understand why Jiang Yun had 79 million points just after breaking through the 100th floor, but the elders said it was all right, so what else could he say?
Luo Qingchen also looked at Jiang Yun in amazement, 50 points are required to enter the sword grave, and 100 million points are required for the two of them!

Jiang Yun's Heavenly Sword token has so many points!
A happy smile appeared on her cold face: She knew that Brother Jiang must be better than her!

Yu Zhengran led Jiang Yun and Luo Qingchen to the outskirts of the Sword Tomb in a muddle along the way, "Mr. Jiang, Miss Luo, the Sword Tomb is in front of you. You show the Heavenly Sword Token, and the elders in charge will let you in."

"Thank you, Brother Yu."

Jiang Yun took out the token of the Heavenly Sword, and the token turned into a beam of sword light and flew into the sword grave.

After a while, two flying swords flew out of the sword grave and landed at the feet of Jiang Yun and Luo Qingchen.

They stepped on the flying sword and flew to the depths of the sword grave.

Jiang Yun stood on the flying sword and looked down. There was a layer of gray mist, and even his eyesight could not penetrate the mist.

Fei Jian led them to a gloomy mass grave.

There are many stone steles standing here and there, and the stone steles have long been mottled and extremely scary.

No one is buried here.

but a sword.

Luo Qingchen got off the flying sword, touched a stone tablet beside him, and wiped off the dirt on the tablet, with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you know how many swords are buried here?" Luo Qingchen asked suddenly.

Jiang Yun shook his head and said, "Actually, I've never heard of Sword Tomb, but I brought you here because I saw that Sword Tomb has the highest point exchange."

"One hundred and eight thousand swords." Luo Qingchen said the number of swords buried in the sword grave.

"How does Princess Qingchen know?" Jiang Yun asked in surprise.

"I came here a few times when I was young." Luo Qingchen looked at the steles, as if recalling something.

Jiang Yun's scalp was numb and he said in shock, "Did you come to Jianfen when you were young?"

The Great Yan Dynasty and the Sword Sect are thousands of miles apart, Luo Qingchen actually visited the Sword Tomb when he was a child, but several times!

What is her relationship with Jianzong?
The Sword Grave is a forbidden area of ​​the Sword Sect, so how could anyone enter it at will.

Even if he cheated with 100 million points, it was only enough to come in twice!
"Senior Brother Jiang, can you dig a sword with me?" Luo Qingchen looked at Jiang Yun with burning eyes, and asked expectantly.

"Okay!" Jiang Yun nodded.

Luo Qingchen led him for three or four miles, and stopped in front of a broken stone tablet without words, "It's right here."

She drew out the blood sword and began to dig seriously on the ground.

The soil dug by the blood sword was all dyed blood red, as if it had been watered by blood.

Jiang Yun also pulled out the black sheath sword, and followed Luo Qingchen's example to dig the dirt with her.

He was originally worried that the haughty crow's sheath sword would not be willing to be used as a hoe to dig the ground, but he didn't expect it to resist and let him dig the ground with it.

After digging for about half an hour, a copper coffin emerged from the deep ground.

"The sword is in the copper coffin?" Jiang Yun asked.

He wondered in his heart, could all the swords in the sword grave be buried in copper coffins?

But the size of this copper coffin is no different from that of ordinary coffins, so the burial of swords does not require such a large copper coffin, right?
Luo Qingchen nodded, and gently stroked the copper coffin.

　Ask for a recommendation.

　　
　　


(End of this chapter)