Sword God

"The trail is broken here..."

A figure flashed quickly, staying in the place where Chen Zong fell into a coma, it was the left elder of the Patriotic League.

In the early years, Elder Zuo served as a scout or the like in the Zhenwu Alliance, and he was good at tracking. This is also the reason why Ba Wu Tianjiao sent him out. Elder Zuo quickly pursued along the clues left by Chen Zong, but after chasing here, he found that he was lost. Traces, for whatever reason, he couldn't figure it out.

It is incredible to fly like a bird. Even the strongest of the Nine Heavens of the Real Martial Realm cannot do it. At most, it is a brief flight of the imperial wind, which is only a distance of hundreds of meters and kilometers at best.

Frowning frowns, the elder left kept thinking, his eyes flickered, and he looked around carefully.

He, who is a triple martial artist of Zhenwu Realm, is equivalent to the sixth-grade demon beast in level. Even if he is not an opponent, he can protect himself and leave here.

Under the normal circumstances, there are only Level 6 monsters in this location. Like Chen Zong encountering the Magic Light Tiger of Level 8, it is pure luck.

A few hours later, Elder Zuo reached a conclusion that Chen Zong was dead and buried in the mouth of the monster, because the trace of Chen Zong was broken here, but here, there were traces of the activities of the two monsters, The remaining breath of one of the traces made Elder Zuo feel palpitations and broke his mind to continue tracing.

This kind of breath that makes you feel terrified shows that the monster itself is definitely more than the seventh-grade inferior, it may be the seventh-grade middle-grade or even the top-grade, or it may be the eighth-grade monster.

No matter whether it is a seventh-level monster or an eighth-level monster, it is not the existence that the left elder can contend with. Even if it is a sixth-grade demon monster, the left elder is not willing to fight one, after all, this is the Beast Mountain.

"It seems that Chen Zong has been buried in the mouth of monsters and beasts." Elder Zuo showed a smile, without hesitation, he quickly returned to the original path, as long as he reported the matter to Bawu Tianjiao, after that, There is no such thing as him.

The Beast Mountains are too dangerous, and Elder Left does not want to enter again.

...

Chen Zong found himself lost.

The map left by Jianglong Realm clearly has nothing to do with where he is now.

Although the labels on the map are not 100% credible after decades of changes, anyway, they can also be used as references. Today, there is no reference at all.

Moving around, for a time, Chen Zong did not know how to find the right direction, and then walked out of the Beast Mountains.

"It seems that all my dreams are true." Chen Zong couldn't help laughing.

Yukong flew hundreds of miles in one blink, and thousands of miles in ten blinks. That is to say, unconsciously, he flew thousands of miles away and came to this strange place.

Why "self" can kill the magic light tiger with a sword, why "self" can fly thousands of miles in the sky, Chen Zong does not know, but instinctively has a relationship with the mysterious sword tip obtained. other.

"What the hell are you?" Chen Zong secretly said, but he didn't get a response, and he didn't go to the horns and meditate hard, maybe he would know it later.

Intuitively, Chen Zong chose a direction, took the red thunder sword and a simple scabbard made of animal skin, and took a step.

...

"Brother Bei, are you sure that it is really a cave mansion left by King Huntian Wu?" The tone of a young man in a Tsing Yi carrying a long sword was slightly puzzled.

"I have 80% certainty." The tone of the man known as Brother Bei is full of affirmation.

"Huantian Wuwang was known as the No. 1 in his lifetime, and he was unparalleled in his fighting strength." The young man in a yellow suit with a long sword and a sword in his waist said as usual, his words unconsciously brought reverence and excitement and implicit yearning, It seems to imagine that he has become that way, with unparalleled combat power: "There are many caves left by the world's legendary king, but most of them are fake."

"Brother Li's words are reasonable, but this time, Brother Dong, I really have 80% assurance." Brother Bei said with a more positive tone after nodding.

"That's great. As long as we can get some inheritance from the King of Heaven and Earth, our future achievements are limitless." The young man in Tsing Yi carrying a long sword was very excited.

"And, according to my investigation, this time there seems to be a prestige-level skill in the cave house left by the King of Heavenly King." Brother Bei smiled, and an inexplicable glint flashed in his eyes.

"The prestige skills at the prefecture level!" The young man who had a good understanding of the king of the heavenly warrior in his speech shook his face: "Is it the strength of the heavenly warrior that the king of the heavenly warrior practiced when he practiced his strength?"

"Hundred days!" The young man in Tsing Yi with a long knife was also shocked, shocked, and then transformed into ecstasy.

Any one of the best skills is extremely precious, even among the martial arts they belong to.

"That's right, it's a mixture of strength and strength." Senior Brother Bei nodded with a smile, the inexplicable taste contained in the depth of his eyes became more apparent, but he was not seen.

After getting affirmative answer, both Tsing Yi and Huang Yi were inexplicably surprised.

The more wise the practice is, the stronger the internal strength will be, and the stronger the foundation will be, which will have a greater impact on future cultivation and obvious benefits.

At that time, the Huntian Wuwang was able to sweep through every realm, which was closely related to the unique skills he practiced.

Human-level peerless skills, prefecture-level peerless skills, and heaven-level peerless skills. This kind of method has created a supreme foundation for King Huntian, and laid a perfect foundation that many warriors can't compare. .

"As long as we get mixed up, we will have the opportunity to practice the legendary practice state of consummation."

"Practice Energetic Consummation!"

Everyone was very excited, even Brother Bei was no exception.

The three of them walked fast, paying attention to the movement around them, and then saw Chen Zong.

Three strong auras fell on Chen Zong at the same time. Ling Lisen, it seemed that Chen Zong would be besieged if they showed a little hostility.

"Nine turns in three training environments..." Chen Zong's eyes were still, his eyes swept across the faces of the three, surprised.

The three of them didn’t look very young, and they were less than 20 years old, but all of the cultivation bases had reached the ninth level of training. Their cultivation talents were extraordinary, and, from their breath, Chen Zong I can also feel the strength of their foundation, which is different from the geniuses I have seen in the past.

"Did I cross the Beast Mountains and enter the so-called world of martial arts?" The thought came out, and Chen Zong couldn't help but be ecstatic.

I have been in the mountains for ten days since I stepped into the Hundred Beast Mountains. During this period, I encountered countless dangers. Like the wolves and phoenixes, I almost died without any bones.

Although he also encountered many dangers afterwards, he survived with the coercion of tyrannical physique and training in the eighth turn.

Finally, seeing other people surprised Chen Zong.

It was only for a while that Chen Zong didn't know how to speak. Should he say he came from the other side of the mountain?

You can be sure that the result you said is not good.

"Who are you?" The young man in Tsing Yi pulled out his long knife, and the knife was radiant and cold, and pointed directly at Chen Zong. His tone was cold, and his breath became more and more terrible.

"My name is Chen Zong." Chen Zong replied without any fuss, and exuded a little inner energy.

"In the early stages of the eight-turn practice."

In an instant, the three felt Chen Zong's cultivation behavior and relaxed slightly.

The three of them are all practicing Jiujin Jiujian. Among them, Brother Bei is the pinnacle of Jijinjing Jiujian, and the other two are in the late stage of Jijinjing Jiujian. .

In front of the strength gap, everything is virtual.

In addition, this person seems to be quite young, but it is just the cultivation practice at the early stage of the eight-turn practice, which shows that his cultivation talent is very general and not a cause for concern.

"Brother Chen, all three of us are disciples of Silverknife Castle." Brother Bei's eyes twinkled, staring closely at Chen Zong's eyes. As the saying goes, one's heart can be seen through one's eyes, Brother Bei It is precisely the reaction of Chen Zong. If the forces of the other party are hostile to Silverblade Castle, then take this opportunity to exterminate: "Brother Chen practicing sword, is it a disciple of Aojian Mountain Villa?"

Chen Zongtong has never heard of the Silver Sword Castle or the Aojian Mountain Villa. At this time, when he heard it, he had a novel feeling, because there is no such thing on the East Land, most of them are family forces, and Some gangs that can't get on the table, etc., in addition, are the geniuses of the Zhenwu Union of the Four Universities.

"I don't belong to any force." Chen Zong thought, and he replied that he came from Donglu. He didn't know the world at all.

"It turned out to be a loose repair." The young man in Tsing Yi closed his knife into the sheath, and his tone was slightly slow.

Sanxue refers to the martial arts who do not belong to any forces without martial arts. Such martial arts often do not have good inheritance. They cannot obtain good practice skills and martial arts, and it is difficult to obtain cultivation resources. Therefore, cultivation is slow and the strength is average.

Many martial artists are forced to become helpless, and they are reluctant, just because their talent is not outstanding, plus luck is not so good, can not be fancy by various forces, and eventually reduced to free repair.

Many cultivators are not weak, but they are often beheaded by the lower sect disciples, which has invisibly achieved the prestige of the sect disciples. Therefore, in the eyes of the youth in Tsing Yi, sect repair is synonymous with the weak.

"At Brother Chen's age, being able to have such cultivation, even compared with some disciples of influence, would not let it go too much." Brother Bei smiled and seemed complimented: "However, has Brother Chen ever thought about becoming stronger? ?"

"Brother Bei, don't you..." The young boy in yellow seemed unwilling.

"The two younger brothers, one more person and one more strength." Brother Bei said righteously, and immediately looked at Chen Zong: "Brother Chen..."

The thing that Brother Bei said was exactly the cave house left by King Huntian Wu, which shocked Chen Zong.

"In this way, the true Jiantian martial arts that I practiced in the Qi and Blood realm before is the human-level peerless skill?" Chen Zong secretly said: "The heaven and earth are the best, the ground-level peerless skill, if you can Obtained, not only can you develop a stronger internal energy, but you can also better develop the potential of the mixed body."

Seeing Chen Zong's expression, Brother Bei knew that Chen Zong was moved, and that his heart was moving, and he didn't waste his tongue. As for who can get the ultimate strength in the end, hehe...