Evil Venerable Evil World

The next day, Qin Haotian went to participate in the trials for the top 50 of the Tibetan Sword Kaifu.With Qin Haotian's strength, even if he retained most of his strength, it would be easy to enter the top 50.

Just when Qin Haotian defeated the last opponent, a voice came from another arena.

"Dreams still win..."

Dream still?Qin Haotian was a little unbelievable, he never thought that he would be able to see Meng Yiran again here, it was really a coincidence.

With joy in his heart, Qin Haotian hurriedly rushed to the place where Meng still was.

"still……"

Meng was still falling gracefully from the ring, and everyone was a little obsessed with that graceful figure.

When Meng still saw Qin Tian appearing in front of her eyes, behind the beautiful big eyes, she was also somewhat surprised.

"Qin Tian...it's you..." Meng still looked at Qin Haotian, a little surprised.

Qin Haotian smiled and nodded.

"Are you also here to participate in the opening of Jianzhuang Hidden Sword?" Meng still looked at Qin Haotian.

Qin Haotian nodded and said, "Yes! Yiran, are you also here to participate?"

Meng still nodded slightly.

"That's great, we happen to have a companion." Qin Haotian still smiled at Meng.

Jianzhuang selected the top 50, and the final top 50 will enter Jianshan.

This time, a total of five spirit swords were born in the sword mountain, and everyone who entered the sword mountain was gearing up.

Jianshan is a small mountain with a radius of ten miles.After being sent into Jianshan Mountain by the people of Zangjian Pavilion, the entrance outside was cut off immediately.And the reason they did this was to prevent the aura in Jianshan from leaking out.

Looking at the sword mountain surrounded by the enchantment in front of them, everyone looked extremely amazed.How powerful is such a huge enchantment to be able to hope to lay it down!

As soon as he entered the sword mountain, countless sword qi of different strengths and weaknesses emerged from the ground, flying in the gray sky, shining with colorful light.Everyone could feel that there seemed to be bursts of surging energy surging under the soles of their feet, as if the remnants of soldiers buried deep underground for countless years were about to break out of the ground.

Not only other people, but even Meng Meng, who is the strongest among these people, still has a thoughtful look on his face.

"So strong sword energy!" Qin Haotian's expression turned serious.

Qin Haotian frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, as if something was about to happen.At this moment, the ground suddenly shook.The ground shook and the mountains and rocks collapsed.It's like the end of the world.

Before Qin Haotian had time to think, his hand was suddenly pulled up by Meng Yiran beside him, and his whole body floated into the air extremely quickly.

"Boom! Boom!" Amidst the loud noise, amazing flashes of sword light erupted from the ground, and then tens of thousands of various broken swords burst out of the ground.

"Flop! Flop!" Those who hadn't had time to react, those who had just entered Sword Mountain were all pierced by these swords, and white spirits floated in the air.

Qin Haotian and Meng still landed on another small hillside, looking at the broken swords that fell straight to the ground neatly and quietly, as if they were waiting for something.

These swords protruding from the ground are all over the entire mountain, densely packed in a black mass.Everyone was secretly surprised, how many years of accumulation it took to achieve such a scale.It really deserves to be the place where swords are buried.

The wind and sand were blowing gently, causing the blades of tens of thousands of broken swords to shake, showing a trace of desolation, dilapidation, and mourning.Anger, the fighting heart from the eternal immortal sword soul permeated the world.

Qin Haotian looked at the Canjians who seemed to be crying, and felt a bit of intolerance in his heart for some reason.These remnant swords are the swords of practitioners who have died in battle for nearly ten thousand years, and each sword has an unknown story.How cruel is the way of heaven to be here in a downturn!

Qin Haotian, Meng Yiran and the rest of the people did not dare to act rashly.They know that unnecessary turmoil can cause trouble.

Jianshan is the burial place of the remnant soldiers who have no owner for nearly ten thousand years. It is full of the resentment of these remnant soldiers buried deep underground, the resentment of not being willing to be abandoned, and the killing heart that has accumulated for thousands of years and has not been vented. It is a place of great murder.

In the wave of turmoil just now, more than 30 people were killed by the sword. Even those who narrowly escaped their lives still have lingering fears.

What are they waiting for?Qin Haotian and Meng still were a little puzzled.Could it be that they are waiting for the birth of the five spiritual swords?Qin Haotian and Meng still looked at each other deeply, as if they had already thought of something.

But which of the broken swords scattered all over the mountains and plains is the true deity of the five spirit swords born out of this world?All of a sudden, those originally silent broken swords shook uncomfortably, and the surrounding airflow became strangely turbulent.Just when everyone's hearts were tense, an accident happened.The blades of all the broken swords were shining with dazzling white light.Then traces of energy flowed out from the ground from those residual swords, twisting and turning, but they didn't know where they went.

Forging the soul of the sword with the soul of a person, and raising the sword with the sword?Qin Haotian murmured.His face became more and more serious.

"Boom! Boom!" A few bursts of sword energy that was much stronger than those broken swords suddenly permeated the world.

"This is the Overlord Sword! I have been summoned by it!" Apart from Qin Haotian and Meng Yiran, the faces of several practitioners who entered the Sword Mountain became excited.Then the body flew out and rushed towards the places where the breaths were the strongest.

Immediately afterwards, the faces of several other practitioners, including Ouyang Ming, became ecstatic.

"Bei Ming Sword!"

Then the figures of these people couldn't wait to fly out.

After the "Wind God Sword" was born, Meng still couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to leave, but was held back by Qin Haotian.

"do not go!"

"What? Didn't we come here just for it?" Meng was still held by Qin Haotian's hand, frowned, and looked at Qin Haotian in confusion.

"Casting the soul of the sword with the soul of a person, nourishing the sword with the sword, the next step is to sacrifice the sword with blood. If we attack too early, I am afraid that we will become the victims of those spiritual swords born." Qin Haotian looked at the dream and said solemnly .

Meng still nodded and did not speak.Sure enough, several shrill screams came from the direction where several spirit swords were born.But her face soon showed a hint of surprise, and said: "I feel that the spirit sword is calling me, and I have to rush. You wait for me here." Speaking of Meng Yiran, her body quickly moved towards a place with strong sword energy. flew past.

Seeing the dream still go away quickly, although Qin Haotian was a little worried, he felt a little strange in his heart.I am the only one left here, why can they all sense the call of these famous swords.Didn't get any information?But Qin Haotian always felt that something was wrong.Suddenly he thought of something.It seems that five swords will be born, but now there are only four, so there is one more.