Chapter 425: Rusty Sword
"Is this the last level?"
Outside the golden light shield.
Everyone stared at the water mirror in the air, and the people from the seven supreme races showed hope, hoping that the Half-Step Immortal King on their side could obtain the treasure of the Green Emperor.
Those big clans and some independent cultivators all looked frustrated and disappointed.
They knew that they had no hope of obtaining the Qing Emperor's treasure.
However, they still stared at the water mirror, wondering who would eventually get the Qing Emperor's treasure.
In the crystal was the scene of the Green Emperor's divine consciousness leading Ye Feiliu and others into the hall.
At the same time, at the foot of the peak, countless people were looking up at the picture in the sky. They also wanted to know who would get the Qing Emperor's treasure.
Although the Green Emperor's divine consciousness left, the image in the sky did not disappear.
Huang Xiaogui looked at Ye Feiliu and said silently in his heart: "Boss, you must get the Qing Emperor's treasure."
In the magnificent hall.
Seeing the Green Emperor pointing at the sword stuck in the stone pillar with a smile, everyone couldn't help but step forward and take a closer look at the sword.
The sword was half inserted into the stone pillar and half exposed in the air.
It can be seen that this is an ancient sword. The exposed parts are covered with rust, and the rust has spread to the hilt.
The hilt of the sword is pitch black and looks dirty. There seemed to be something engraved on it originally, but now it has been blurred by wind and frost, and only faint traces can be seen. It is impossible to know what it was engraved on.
Rust is distributed all over the hilt.
"This sword seems to have been stuck in this stone pillar since ancient times, as if it has become one with the pillar."
Lei Tianluo frowned and looked at the rusty sword.
Yin Longjing also frowned: "This seems to be just an ordinary sword, I don't see anything magical about it."
Ye Feiliu nodded in agreement. He thought the sword was just an ordinary sword and did not notice any energy inside it.
It's like an ordinary thing, so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.
No! How could an ordinary sword be stuck here?
Ye Feiliu suddenly became alert, took a step forward, and carefully observed the sword again. After observing for a long time, he came to the same conclusion: it was just an ordinary sword.
It is impossible to see the magic of it.
At this time, Lei Tianluo turned around and bowed, "Senior, I wonder how I should pass this level?"
The Green Emperor's mind stood aside with his hands behind his back, smiling without saying a word.
Everyone frowned, and the Green Emperor's divine consciousness only said that this level was related to this rusty sword.
But he didn't say how to pass it specifically.
How to do this?
Without a standard, how can we be considered to have passed?
Everyone was in a state of confusion and had no idea what was going on.
Ye Feiliu frowned as he looked at the Green Emperor's divine consciousness that was playing a riddle. The first two levels were okay. Although they were difficult, he knew that they were about reaching the top and breaking through the tower, and he knew how to pass them.
But at this level, the Green Emperor’s divine consciousness didn’t give any clues, and he didn’t even know how to pass it. What should he do?
You're not asking people to guess, are you?
This is too difficult.
Not to mention them, even those who were staring at the screen and the big guys were confused and couldn't figure out what was going on at this level.
Suddenly there was a lot of discussion.
"How do we do this? Why doesn't the Green Emperor explain how to get through this?"
"Yeah, this is really confusing."
"The Green Emperor said that this level is related to that sword. Perhaps the key to passing the level lies in that sword."
Inside the magnificent hall.
Lei Tianluo pondered for a moment, then bowed and said, "Senior, could you give me some pointers?"
The Green Emperor's mind put his hands behind his back and did not answer.
Everyone was helpless and speechless.
They looked at each other without saying anything. After a long while, someone finally spoke tentatively:
"Could it be that if someone pulls out this sword, they will pass the level?"
“That makes sense.”
"Let's try it, it's better than doing nothing."
Everyone looked back at the Green Emperor's divine consciousness. The Green Emperor's divine consciousness stood by and watched without saying a word, as if it didn't matter what they did.
"Let me try."
At that moment, Yin Longjing walked out and stood in front of the stone pillar. He looked down at the rusty sword and thought that it should be easy to pull out.
Immediately, he grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand and lifted it with all his strength. Huh? Yin Longjing frowned, realizing that the sword didn't budge at all.
There is a little trick.
Yin Longjing narrowed his eyes, then increased his strength and lifted it up again.
But the sword remained motionless, as if it had taken root.
Yin Longjing's face changed. He had put in a lot of effort this time, but he didn't expect it to be the same.
Everyone couldn't help but concentrate, took two steps forward, and stared at him carefully.
This time Yin Longjing increased his strength, but the result was the same.
Now he was a little annoyed: "I still don't believe that I, a dignified Half-Step Immortal King, can't do anything to a dead thing like you."
He grasped the hilt with his other hand, gripping the hilt with both hands, clearly ready to fight for real.
Everyone looked at him seriously.
"drink!"
Yin Longjing shouted loudly and pulled hard, a fierce momentum rushed out, his long gown was blown up and fluttered in the wind.
But the sword remained motionless.
Now everyone's expression changed.
Yin Longjing was a half-step Immortal King, but with his strength and the amount of force he exerted, he couldn't even pull out the sword.
It's unbelievable.
Yin Longjing's face also looked very ugly, and he seemed a little ashamed and angry. He shouted again and again, drew his sword, and finally used all his strength.
His face flushed crimson, and the thick veins on his arms bulged like dragons, but even so, he still couldn't pull out the sword.
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