Tian Yuan

Chapter 1641 Is He Still Alive?

The sudden noise startled everyone and they immediately turned to look.

In the core area of ​​the sword tomb, only Chen Qingyuan stood alone.

When I came here, I didn't do anything, but I triggered some hidden restrictions.

It may be that the appearance of Chen Qingyuan has affected the balance of the sword rules for countless years.

"Chong-"

Countless sword intentions rose up from the ground, circled in the air, and finally all aimed at Chen Qingyuan who was deep in the sword tomb, making a clanging sound, which made the souls of the sword cultivators tremble, their faces changed drastically, and they became panic-stricken.

Tens of thousands of sharp sword intentions locked onto Chen Qingyuan and did not rush away.

"Om-"

The hundreds of swords stuck in the ground were already rotten, but now they seemed to be regaining some luster, emitting a terrifying sword power that was enough to shock the world.

If someone can reach the core area, it proves that his swordsmanship level is very high.

There should have been no winner in that debate in ancient times, but after countless years of development, special prohibition rules were formed.

Whoever can reach the core position will have to face the rules of discussion that remain to this day.

It’s done. My understanding of kendo has reached a new level.

If you lose, at best you will be injured by the backlash, or at worst you will be swallowed up by countless terrifying sword intentions and die.

"We're in big trouble."

The sword cultivators saw the situation deep in the sword tomb and were horrified. They looked at Chen Qingyuan with complicated eyes.

After arriving at the core area of ​​the Sword Tomb, not only did I not get any great opportunities, but I had to face such dangers. How unlucky!

"This fellow Taoist is in great danger."

No one had the mind to comprehend the sword intent here anymore, and all of them stared at Chen Qingyuan to see what would happen next.

"Fortunately I didn't leave immediately, there was something fun to watch."

Those people standing outside the sword tomb wanted to leave, but when they noticed the unusual change, they immediately became interested.

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Qingyuan had extremely bad luck and was in a difficult situation, unable to get out unscathed.

The sound of swords resounds throughout this world.

The space was split into hundreds and thousands of pieces, pressing towards Chen Qingyuan from all directions, with sharp edges revealed, and the situation was not good.

"The sword principles that have survived to this day are indeed not simple."

Chen Qingyuan glanced around several times and saw clearly every sword intent floating in the core area of ​​the sword tomb. With a serious expression, he began to comment.

After being baptized by the laws of time, these sword forces are enough to become nourishment for the sword. They are rare in the world and can only be encountered by chance.

Not wanting to reveal his identity for the time being, Chen Qingyuan did not take out the Zijun Sword, but slowly raised his left hand, and a sword seal symbol appeared on the palm of his hand that was invisible to others.

The sword is hidden in the body, and using itself as a bridge, the ancient sword power in this space can be transferred to the sword, which should be able to repair the damaged part a little.

The Seven-Star White Jade Sword from Daoyi Academy was damaged in order to protect Yiyi, so Chen Qingyuan would certainly not forget it. There are many ways to restore the White Jade Sword. If we find some rare treasure mines in the future and then have a top-level refiner take action, it will not be a problem.

After all, the Zijun Sword is an imperial weapon, and ordinary means cannot restore it. This time, we have finally come across a place of good fortune, and we cannot miss it.

"Wow—"

Without waiting for the restrictions in the sword tomb to be fully activated, Chen Qingyuan took the lead and used special techniques to absorb the ancient sword energy around him, which surged into his palm like a surging tide.

"What's happening here?"

"The order of the Sword Tomb Secret Realm suddenly changed. Is it because of this person, or because of some unknown restriction?"

"For safety's sake, let's retreat outside quickly and avoid being affected."

Seeing this, everyone's faces changed color, they were at a loss, looking around and shouting continuously.

The heroes did not dare to stay in the sword tomb barrier for long and withdrew one after another, all with fearful looks on their faces. They stared at Chen Qingyuan with wide eyes, wanting to see what would happen next.

He Changlin, who had chatted with Chen Qingyuan before, was carrying a heavy sword on his back with a look of astonishment. He had never expected that his fellow cultivator was so extraordinary.

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

The sound of the sword chanting became louder and louder, shaking the valley and frightening everyone present.

"Shh-"

Countless wisps of sword intent surged towards Chen Qingyuan. In the eyes of everyone, this was undoubtedly a dead end. They seemed to have already seen the tragic scene of Chen Qingyuan being pierced by thousands of swords, and they could not bear to watch it.

The sword light obscured the core area, making it impossible to detect with the naked eye or divine consciousness.

Many people subconsciously took a few steps back, trying to keep a safe distance to avoid any sudden situations that they would not be able to respond to in time.

After a while, the movement of the sword intent gradually weakened.

Faintly, everyone saw some blurry images. Chen Qingyuan stood upright on the spot, like a pine tree deeply rooted in the ground, without any movement.

"Is he still alive?"

The hearts of the powerful men were tense, their eyes were fixed in that direction and would not move away.

After another half a cup of tea, the turmoil in the restriction within the sword tomb subsided.

The people standing outside were finally able to see the situation inside clearly. They opened their eyes wide and stared at Chen Qingyuan's back for a long time, but did not see any scars.

"All right?"

This result was very surprising and unbelievable to everyone.

This was a place for sword fighting in ancient times. The remaining sword power could not only suppress the world, but also easily wipe out a few top masters who were seven or eight steps away from the Divine Bridge.

Most of the people present were at the fourth step of the Divine Bridge level, which was extremely terrifying for them, and they could not understand the scene before them.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Qingyuan was full of awe and curiosity.

"This person must be a powerful hidden being."

He can withstand the impact of the laws of the Sword Tomb Secret Realm. His strength is far above everyone else. How dare he show disrespect?

"Friend Lin's ability is so terrifying!"

He Changlin was stunned when he saw this scene with his own eyes.

"It would be great if I could form a bond with such a strong person."

Many people had burning eyes and could not hide their excitement. They wanted to make friends and see if there would be such an opportunity in the future.

"There are so many heroes today. We must be cautious and not underestimate anyone."

There are also some elders of the Immortal Ancient Clan here, admonishing themselves. After experiencing many major events, the people of the Ancient Clan no longer have the arrogance that they had when they first entered the world, and have become much more humble.

To put it bluntly, after being beaten a few times, I had to learn my lesson.

"Unfortunately, the sword rhythm power in this world is a little lacking."

Chen Qingyuan collected all the sword rhythms from the sword tomb. Although it was helpful for the Zijun Sword, the effect was not very obvious. He sighed softly.

Without the sword rhythm rules, this secret world is like a dead place, with no more opportunities.

"Leave something for those who come after you!"

After destroying the secret world of the sword tomb, Chen Qingyuan did not leave immediately.

After a few breaths, Chen Qingyuan's eyes became extremely sharp. He slowly raised his right hand, pointed his fingers into a sword, and began to gather strength.