Those monks were talking over there, because they didn't know how many people were around here, so they didn't have any scruples when talking.

This sea area is backed by the forest of fierce beasts. In addition to some monks who enter the forest to hunt fierce beasts, this sea area is also a place for many monks to rest and hunt for treasure.

After all, in the sea, there are many treasures that no one else can know, and of course, there are also many unknown dangers.

Mu Chen, who dived into the deep sea, was surrounded by spiritual energy. When he reached the bottom of the sea, the pressure of the ancient sacred beasts on his body was naturally released, because in the middle of the sea, especially deep in the center, there is Many sea beasts walked down the bottom and hunted for food. In order to avoid fighting, when he got to this depth, he released the ancient coercion and let those sea beasts stay far away.

After an unknown amount of time, he came to the dark place below, where a sword was inserted on a huge boulder. If you don't look closely, you won't find a sword there.

He stepped forward and grabbed the sword, injected spiritual energy into his palm, and tried to pull it up, but the sword still didn't move half a minute.As he stayed underwater for too long, his ears ached, especially under the pressure of the deep sea, the whole person seemed uncomfortable.

He tried again and again, trying to pull out the sword again and again, but to no avail.

The pain from the eardrums, the pain from the eyes, the huge pain like a knife digging in his mind, and the lack of air, all let him know that he could go up.

However, he was unwilling to give up like this, because he knew that this was his last chance. If he failed to draw the sword this time, he would no longer have a chance!

The hand, tightly holding the hilt of the sword, exerted strength again and again, only to bring him more uncomfortable, the vision in front of him gradually became blurred...

By the sea, Hao'er and Yue'er were standing beside the Qingdi. Seeing no movement in the calm sea, Yue'er couldn't help asking: "Master, can the second brother pull out the sword? He has been here for so long. Can't stand it?"

"Master, Yun Yuan has been going down longer than before. For such a long time, I'm afraid he can't bear it on the bottom of the sea." Hao'er was also worried at this time. It is really too long to go down. In the case of avoiding water drops, even a monk could not stay in the deep sea for too long.

Qingdi looked at the sea and said, "Do you think he is going to draw a sword?"

The two were startled and couldn't help asking, "Isn't it?"

The Qing Emperor shook his head, and said with his hands under his hands: "For this ancient Longyuan sword, only the sword chooses the master, and no master chooses the sword. You know, famous swords will choose the master, let him go down and try again for the master. I just want to know whether this ancient Dragon Abyss sword will choose him as the master in the end."

If he could just pull them out and take them away, why would he personally go to Feng Jiu to bring them over?Wouldn't it be enough to just pull it out and give it to him?

Hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but startled.They knew that all famous swords would choose their masters, but they thought that the master asked them to come and search for the sword because the sword could be drawn out, but it turned out that way...

"Master, isn't there any hope for those two brothers? He's been down so many times, doesn't that sword look down on him?" At this point, Yue'er frowned, her little face also showing indignation. color.