The Shushan Sword Sect is indeed here.

Lu Yi strode over.

It was broken everywhere, with dense spider webs, and there were sword marks on the mottled bluestone slabs, dried blood everywhere, and there were white bones not far away.

"What has the Shushan Sword Sect experienced?" Lu Yi was surprised.

Obviously, there was a big war here.

The Shushan Sword Sect is the world's number one sword sect, but it was actually destroyed. Lu Yi couldn't figure out who has such great ability?

There are dozens of sword palaces on the mountain, which shows how glorious it used to be, but now they are all broken walls and deserted people.

Lu Yi walked all these sword palaces, and finally sighed and prepared to go down the mountain, but at this moment, a huge cry came, shaking the mountains and scattering birds and beasts in the forest.

"Someone?" Lu Yi was shocked and quickly rushed towards a sword palace.

Before we got closer, another cry came over. Suddenly, the leaves of thousands of trees withered, forming a strong wind like sea waves, which was very terrifying.

Lu Yi encountered this strong wind and was knocked out.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Lu Yi looked shocked. You know, he is now a master on the verge of the other side, but he couldn't even resist a cry.

"Who is it?"

Lu Yi looked ahead.

"Woo..." The third cry came, and the entire Shushan buzzed, and several sword palaces instantly collapsed and turned into a piece of dust.

Almost at the same time, thousands of mountains shook, as if they were creating the world. In an instant, dense white lines appeared in the air, forming a large formation, covering all the sword palaces in Shushan below.

"Is this...the mountain protection formation?"

Lu Yi was surprised.

After a moment, everything was quiet and silent, as if nothing had happened. Lu Yi waited in the spot for a while, and then he slowly walked towards the huge sword palace.

Finally, a figure appeared in Lu Yi's sight.

The man was thin and old, wearing a tattered long gown and messy hair, like a beggar, sitting on the steps in front of the Sword Palace, like a sculpture.

Expert!

Lu Yi's hair stood up all over his body.

Although the man sat on the steps without moving, the momentum he exuded was very terrifying, like Shen Yuan who could not see the bottom, unfathomable. Lu Yi could not see his cultivation level clearly.

After gritting his teeth, Lu Yi continued to walk forward. When he got closer and closer to the man, Lu Yi felt that his skin was about to explode, and his terrifying power made his scalp numb.

"Senior!" Lu Yi called out softly.

The old man was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Senior, can you hear me?" Lu Yi raised his voice a little, but the old man still ignored him.

At this time, Lu Yi clearly saw that the old man's clothes were embroidered with an exquisite small sword pattern. It was the symbol of Shushan Sword Sect.

"Senior, are you from the Shushan Sword Sect?" Lu Yi asked again.

The old man still ignored Lu Yi, as if he had not noticed someone coming in front of him. He lowered his head and stared at the steps, motionless. If there was no fluctuation in his body, it would have made people think that he was a dead person.

"Oh!" Lu Yi sighed: "I remember how brilliant the Shushan Sword Sect was back then. What a pity, now there are only seniors left."

Looking up at the broken Sword Palace, Lu Yi continued: "It's hard to imagine that the world's No. 1 Sword Sect will be defeated like this, senior..."

Lu Yi turned around and his voice stopped suddenly, because the old man who had just sat on the steps had disappeared without a trace at this time, as if such a person had never appeared.

Could it be that I met God’s thoughts?

Lu Yi's heart was shocked.

God-responsive thoughts are something similar to the soul. After some great figures with high cultivation level die, they still have thoughts in their hearts. Therefore, the soul remains in the world, and God-responsive thoughts are formed.

This is just a legend, Lu Yi also saw it in the book, and he had never seen it in reality.

But if the old man was not a god just now, how could he suddenly disappear from under Lu Yi's nose and not cause Lu Yi's slightest awareness?

"Shushan is not a good place, so it's better to leave as soon as possible."

After making up his mind, Lu Yi decided to leave.

Suddenly, a "whimpering" cry resounded throughout the world, like thunder in the sky, shocking the beasts rushing, the mountains trembled, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"It's him... the old man just now." Lu Yi was terrified.

He saw the old man just now again, and he saw the old man shuttle back and forth in the Shushan Sword Palace like a ghost, sometimes east and sometimes west, at an extremely fast speed.

Within Lu Yi's eyes, he could only see a vague shadow.

“Woo…”

The crying sounds continued, like a tsunami that broke out, deafening, especially in this quiet mountain, where the echoes rolled, making people feel cold all over the body.

Lu Yi followed, he wanted to see what was going on.

The old man walked around the sword palace and finally walked towards the back mountain of Shushan. Lu Yi followed him, using all his strength to activate the fastest speed, but he was still left behind far away.

"What kind of cultivation is this old man? Why is it so terrible?" Lu Yi was frightened.

I don’t know how long I have been walking, but the sky is getting dark and the crescent moon is hanging high. When the night is quiet, a desolate atmosphere spreads.

The once powerful sword sect in the world, in the end, this situation makes people feel moved.

Finally, the old man stopped.

Lu Yi also stopped.

The old man looked up at the sky, and Lu Yi followed him to look up at the sky. As soon as he raised his head, Lu Yi was stunned.

I saw a majestic mountain in the air. The peak was bare and there was no weed on it. It stood in the air like a magic sword, penetrated into the sky.

The old man suddenly turned his head and stared at Lu Yi. His empty eyes were turbid, his face was cold, and he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? What is the purpose of coming to my Shushan?"

The dense murderous intent almost drove Lu Yi out.

Lu Yi quickly clasped his fists with his hands and said respectfully: "Senior, boy is imitating the immortal..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man took action and looked forward with a big hand.

Seeing this, Lu Yi knew he was defeated and quickly retreated.

However, the old man was too fast and he had no time to retreat, so he had to use the Xuanyuan Sword and slash it out.

"Clang!"

The old man's skinny big hand did not dodge and grabbed it straight forward. The Xuanyuan Sword slashed on the back of his hand, sparks flashing everywhere without any damage.

Lu Yi was frightened. The Xuanyuan Sword was the number one magic weapon in ancient times. After using all his strength, he could not even cut the other party's skin. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, it would be unbelievable.

"boom!"

Lu Yi waved his golden fist and smashed it at the old man. This time, he used all his strength to completely explode.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!