A lake, covered with a pool of dark lake water.
In some places in this lake, there seems to be a huge force that stirs the lake and becomes a whirlpool that swallows everything.
Jian Jinghong tried to pass over here, but suddenly there was an ancient formation in the sky, suppressing her flying skills and unable to display it.
She couldn't rush over, she had to step directly over the lake.
Jian Jinghong gritted his teeth and died, and he performed extremely light work, stepping like flying, and his body like a butterfly, rowing to the opposite shore!
"Bubbling..."
A suction force pulled her body forcibly, abruptly pulling her toward the lake!
Her clothes were corroded when they touched the water of the lake. She resisted and struggled, condensing the formation and splashing the water currents!
It's a pity that water is invisible and intangible. After being dispersed, it immediately begins to heal again.
In a short while, Jian Jinghong's body was completely naked, and his flawless jade body was looming on the surface of the water!
She was so ashamed that she was going crazy with anger!
She was flustered, blushing and embarrassed. If this appearance was seen by a man, wouldn't her innocence be tarnished
"No! I want to break the game!"
Jian Jinghong drew out the sword angrily, cutting out a giant sword phantom, until the drop of water, a giant pillar tumbling in the water, shaking the earth!
"Broken Waves!"
Jian Jinghong seemed to see these two words in his mind!
Water cannot be stopped, and it is even more idiotic to want to break the huge waves.
But why does she have this idea
Jian Jinghong closed his eyes and felt the air current here, the flow rate is slow, it seems to be slower than other places
"Why is this? Time can become slow? Slow time, my world, I call the shots!"
It took Jian Jinghong an hour, and she realized the sword intent of Slow Kong!
Slow empty sword intent! In front of me, all your speed will be weakened.
No matter if you are wind, thunder, or fire, never want to stump me!
Jian Jinghong's eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Ah—"
"Shit!" She just shook the sharp sword in her hand!
Seeing these vortexes, the flow rate immediately slowed down many times!
She took the opportunity to rush out, quickly put on her clothes, continued to perform light work, and rushed away like a rush!
As long as she shakes the sword, the wave can stop directly!
In the near future, Jian Jinghong will find that she has realized the terrifying kendo-time is suspended!
Sword flew away in shock, this cold lake, after all, could not stop her!
The gloomy swamp, dazzling rays of radiance blazed all over the place!
This dark area was directly detonated!
The dark shadow covered his eyes, screamed, and finally melted directly!
Tianman Tianmang, Tianmang is light!
The Nether tribe, who live forever in the dark place, want to expand their territory, they also need to start from the underground world!
But Mo Xiaoxun, who understood the bright sword intent, turned black and white with one sword, and turned things around!
Mo Xiaoxun rushed quickly, left this ghost place in an instant, and immediately went to the next stop!
The bats on the mountain wall are still constantly colliding with the giant shield, and the luster of the giant shield is getting darker and darker.
Not enough energy!
At this moment, the huge shield was directly put away by A Mo, his eyes were like torches, and he roared: "One sword burns the sky -"
boom-
The endless sea of fire enveloped the entire mountain!
The rocks on the mountain peaks have become hot and hot. On the mountain wall, black shadows are struggling and turning into ashes. The bats that rushed out died faster, and all disappeared, as if they had passed through this world from the future. between.
A Mo wiped the blood from his cheek.
He calmed down and moved on...
And in another empty place, Han Xiaoyao, like many others, was blasted by the damn thunder, his bones trembled and his internal organs were damaged.
Some have bleeds through seven holes, and some are torn apart!
He finally roared wildly, a sword was thrown out, the sword intent made a long cry, the silver light fell off the blade, a silver thread, like a drawn bowstring, and finally transformed into a violent roar, the sound was like a wild lion, roaring out one after another. The sound waves shattered these thunder!
Thousands of feet around, no more thunder, he stepped like flying, and left here while continuing to roar...
The beast roars into the sword, time stops, bright sword intent, burning heaven sword intent, this is the harvest of the four of them.
However, in this dangerous place, there are many people whose understanding is not as good as them!
Some people venture into a certain place, and death is accompanied by it!
After grasping this lesson, A Mo and the others, when they continue to move forward, they will look forward to the future, think clearly before speaking.
If it doesn't work, then stop, and it will be consumed directly until the ancient secret realm is closed, and the living people, no matter where they are, will be sent out.
In this secret realm, there can be a kind of harvest, which is also very remarkable.
At this moment, in the darkness, there seemed to be some afterimages, like floating clouds floating in the sky.
"Friends of Taoism, these people seem to be very domineering this time! There are so many people who have come to the fore. We have finally found the heirs of the kendo inheritance that we left behind?"
"Hey... This is not surprising. I feel that a crisis will come soon, and heroes will appear in troubled times. Is this the cause of heaven?"
"I hope they have better luck, better talents, and understanding, this kind of thing can be improved."
…
Outside the secret realm, there are pieces of life soul beads. Once the beads are broken, it means that one person is dead.
Now, the secret realm has just begun, and it has been broken for thousands!
Bei Chenyao, Mo Jingyun, Zhu Qiang's heart trembled and his hair was terrified!
"Hi... It's broken, what's the problem? How come the death rate has become so high this time! It's worth it!"
Mo Jingyun was completely stunned. When he thought of his granddaughter still inside, he regretted it!
Bei Chenyao looked solemn, squinted, thinking and thinking, and finally, he clenched his fists and said in a condensed voice: "Could it be that this is the same era riot as 30,000 years ago?"
"What is Epoch Riot?"
An old man took a deep breath and said in horror.
Bei Chenyao sighed and said in a low voice: "Era riots are unruly. I don't know how many three hundred years it will happen. At that time, all the ancient species with the sleeping ghosts, with the help of the chaos of the world, must Will find a way to toss.
This is both an opportunity and a disaster!
I hope that they will be able to stop, if they can't move forward, stop, there will be a glimmer of life! "
"Ka Ka Ka..." The Life Soul Orb continued to shatter, and the dead would never have a chance to see the sun again.
…
This time is fleeting, half a year later—
On Luo Xingchen's body, there is the ultimate cold ice, which melts into the sword intent, the ultimate flame, the sword intent, the ultimate cold wind, the sword intent, the ultimate red gold, and the sword intent! The big geographical field, melted into sword intent!
With a single sword, he can set off tremendous pressure. This is a gravitational field, which can cause a person to be crushed before he can make a move!
With a single sword, he can cut out the invisible and intangible wind. The enemy may stand in place without strong reaction power. In the blink of an eye, the corpse will be broken into pieces!
With a single sword, he can cut out a giant golden sword and split the strong armor into two!
In half a year, it was not in vain, Luo Xingchen didn't rush, only to discover that this ancient mystery came from the prehistoric period!
At that time, it was the most prosperous era in the spiritual world, and at that time, it was the era when martial arts prevailed!
At that time, the ancient sword intent destroyed the world. At that time, everyone was vying to become stronger. In order to become stronger, they worked hard!
It was an era when a hundred flowers blossomed, and people were shocked!
There is a half-step true god, one sword can cut the true god!
Human race is the overlord of the entire spirit world, there is no demons, nor dark races!
Darkness, the decline of the human race, is gradually born!
Even in decline, the dark race is still a plaything in the hands of the human race, and can be squeezed at will! They are never afraid of challenges!
That era has passed.
The prehistoric period, followed by the ancient period, followed by the ancient period, one generation is not as good as one generation!
Stepping into the sky and burning the sun, turning the world upside down, it has killed a few outstanding characters, but unfortunately, the younger generation can't take it...
Luo Xingchen did not rush, and continued to move forward. In his eyes, there were no obstacles. Everything was a stepping stone. He must be against the sky in this life and this world!
"Sword in hand, ask who is the hero in the world!"
Luo Xingchen walked along a mountain road with his hands behind his back. He saw a group of people curled up in the corner in front of him.
These people saw the horrible scene, and the companions around them were originally so arrogant, but they were like ants. Here, their deaths were miserable.
Hearing the footsteps, a young man with disheveled hair raised his head and looked at Luo Xingchen, his eyes dim.
"Heh...Is it another one to take refuge? Come on, it's safer here. After two and a half years, we can go out."
However, when he looked at Luo Xingchen's cheek seriously, he was taken aback and surprised: "Hall Master Luo! It's you!"
Everyone looked up, and they were all very surprised.
Luo Xingchen whispered: "Everyone, are you planning to give up?"
These people began to bite their lips bitterly after listening, and shook their heads helplessly.
"We tried our best! Before, Palace Master Beichen said that there is danger here.
But who knows that the danger here is so great!
I estimate that only half a year has passed, and only half of the living sword repairs are left!
I know I am incompetent, and I don't want to die again!
Palace Master Luo, do you want to give up too? "
Luo Xingchen said indifferently: "Dangerousness coexists with chance.
In fact, every time there is a danger, there are hints in the air. I discovered that the world here, every plant and every tree, may be a kind of sword intent.
Just do your best, rest, don't ruin yourself again!
It's too dangerous here, but no matter how dangerous it is, I still can't stop, I need to realize the perfect kendo!
My kendo is not perfect! "
Luo Xingchen went straight to the front, no longer staying.
Everyone looked at his distant back, and the luster in his eyes was looming.
"Dian Master Luo, come on...
We believe that you will create miracles! "
Luo Xingchen walked slowly, walking on the road, he was thinking, what exactly is the perfect sword intent
Why is it called the Palace of Wuque Swords
Is there anything truly perfect in this world
I saw some powerful ghosts in the sky, hideous and terrifying.
These ghosts resemble evil races, but not evil races.
They only have incorporeal bodies, not physical bodies.
They opened their teeth and danced their claws, and they all rushed towards Luo Xingchen alone!
Luo Xingchen slashed out with his sword, cold ice sword intent, flame sword intent, earth sword intent, red gold sword intent, and cold wind sword intent.
However, these ghosts were cut apart, even shattered, but they were reunited and formed.
The fire can't completely burn them out, as long as they have a little breath left, they can be reborn.
"Evil race, it is worthy of being the most difficult dark race!"
Luo Xingchen sighed from the bottom of his heart, he chanted the moving and meditation curse, and chanted the curse silently, but these ghosts began to scream and struggle, holding their heads.
"Meditation? Why can't it be turned into a sword intent? If the heart is free of distracting thoughts, what about a sword?"
Luo Xingchen started to realize his epiphany again.
There was a surprised voice in the sky.
"The meditation curse, the Buddha who saves all living beings, isn't that guy sitting still? He even left a legacy. Is it related to the supreme spiritual master?"
Three months later, Luo Xingchen opened his eyes from his drowsiness.
The evil souls who intended to bite his soul were bounced away by a strong light.
Luo Xingchen's heart was calm, cut out a sword, and said indifferently: "I use a sword to save sentient beings! You should have died a long time ago, don't you fall into reincarnation? Resurrection!"
"laugh-"
A white and flawless beam of light, carrying hundreds of millions of runes, which could save life and death, was chopped out by Luo Xingchen.
Heavenly sword punishes the soul!
All soul bodies that resemble evil races were finally washed away by Hao Ran's righteous energy, completely wiped out...