Sword God

There are opportunities everywhere in the mysterious sky.

Within a few days, Chen Zong had harvested a lot of treasure medicine, and also got a third-order pseudo-spirit dagger and a rare thousand-year tree heart, and got a precious set of third-order pseudo-spirit star-marked double sword.

Chen Zong's gains are not small, and others will naturally not get nothing.

After passing through a cave, Chen Zong suddenly stopped, with a cloud in front and a cliff at the bottom. At a glance, it was estimated to be hundreds of meters high.

Chen Zong didn't want to return to his place, he jumped and flew out like a flying swallow, then fell down like a meteor, and his broken robe grumbled.

When ten meters above the ground, the plummeted figure suddenly, and then fluttered down like a feather.

As soon as he landed, there was a ray of light and shadow next to him. Chen Zongxin pointed out his hand and exploded the light and shadow into a blood mist, which was a poisonous snake.

Looking around, this is a basin with strange plants and trees growing around, which is difficult to see from the outside.

Chen Zong randomly chooses a direction to expand his body.

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Yin Wuya sat cross-legged on an open space, and there were several huge monster beasts all around. The blood flowed into the river, and it seemed that he was just killed soon.

Not long after, Yin Wuya's body shook, and a tyrannical and majestic breath permeated from the body, as storms struck in all directions, flying sand and rocks.

The true power is agitated, and the tyranny is boundless. There is a feeling of breaking the chaos into the darkness.

Yin Wuya couldn't help but let out a long scream, the scream was earth-shattering, and a heavy accent wave rushed to the sky dome, violently swaying, and the wind rose.

"Ha ha ha ha..." After Chang Xiao passed, the grounded Yin Wuya couldn't help laughing, his hands spread out with his fingers, continuous bounces, and the gray and white forces shot through the air.

The stone was hit and instantaneously turned into powder, the ground was hit, directly exploded, blinked, and was smashed within a few hundred meters, as if it had been brutally raged by tens of meters of ancient beasts.

"It's worthy of being a top-level skill, and the seventh-level hybrid power is really powerful." Yin Wuya said to herself after she closed her hand.

On that day, the cave house left by King Huntian Wu was discovered, and after a lot of competition, it was finally ruthlessly captured by Wan Luozong's core disciple Yin and brought back to Wan Luozong.

What is recorded in the jade book is exactly the exercises practiced by King Huntian Wu--Huangtian Great Power!

Within Wanluozong, naturally there are also prefecture-level skills, but unfortunately, the last one is missing, and the great power is directly transformed into another town-zonggong practice within Wanluozong.

Yin Wuqing, who directly received the mixed power, can practice at will, and can also allow another person to enjoy this treatment. As for other disciples who want to practice, they must have enough sect contributions to redeem, as an incentive .

Yin Wuya is Yin Wuqing's younger brother. Yin Wuqing naturally uses that quota on Yin Wuya, so that Yin Wuya can also cultivate the true power of the world.

Although Yin Wuya cannot be compared with Yin Wuqing, he is also a first-rate genius and well-known on the Wanluo list.

Yin Wuya was very diligently rehabilitated by his great strength, and his esteemed master, a Wan Luozong elder elder, also spent a lot of resources and his own power to help him convert the exercises and let him Complete the repair in a short period of time, and raise the strength of the sky to the sixth peak.

Entering the mysterious realm of Tianyun, after repeated battles and strange encounters, Yin Wuya finally ushered in a breakthrough in skills, from the sixth peak to the seventh, and the power of Zhenli skyrocketed a lot.

"Hundreds of great strength breakthrough, my combat strength, should get a three-star late." Yin Wuya secretly said.

His cultivation practice was the late eighth stage of the real martial arts, and the original combat power was three-star mid-term.

"Look at this trip, will you be able to increase the fighting power to four stars, and even to the top of the three stars?" Yin Wuya finished, and then started her body, rushing forward like a torrent.

Later, he met Chen Zong.

"Exactly, take you to try the true power of the seventh remix of the true power." Yin Wuya's eyes flashed sharply before he shot to destroy the surroundings, just the simplest attempt, not accurate enough.

Hundreds of meters apart, Yin Wuya shot directly, lifted up with a palm, and immediately flicked it with his backhand. The sky was full of great power, and the wind surged, and a big hand of more than ten meters was condensed out of thin air.

Chen Zong looked dignified.

A large hand of more than ten meters spreads, the palm pattern is clear, and the true power flows like blood, giving people the feeling of being alive, like a giant palm.

The air under the palm was compressed. When the air was suppressed, the pressure was extremely heavy, which made Chen Zong feel suffocated. His whole body was bound by the terrible pressure impact, and it was difficult to move.

Wanluozong's Heavenly Need Martial Arts-Guiyuan Wanluo Hands!

It fell like a palm and closed the space between heaven and earth, giving Chen Zong a feeling of unavoidable but hard resistance, but this kind of power is too strong and too strong.

The double swords came out of the sheath, the silver sword light broke into the sky, and thousands of paths converged into a majestic torrent of sword light in the blink of an eye, rising into the sky.

Upon contact, the majestic sword light flooded under the giant palms and unmatchedly collapsed. The giant palm was overbearing and shot down unhindered. The closer you were, the greater the pressure on Chen Zong.

The pressure brought by this palm is no less than the blow that came out after the disciples of the Zhenyang Sect practiced the secret method.

Strong, very tyrannical, and the breath of power emitted by the power contained above gave Chen Zong a feeling of being crushed and attributed to chaos.

This is where the tyranny of the true power lies.

"Mysterious sword...point the star!"

As a last resort, Chen Zong can only cast his secret sword.

Gathering 90% of the body's vertical and horizontal true forces to push the mysterious sword to the star, the sword breaks into the sky, as if it can penetrate the sky like a star-like sword light and tear up the sky, instantly hitting the giant palm.

The star-like sword light shattered in an instant, and the giant palm was slightly pierced, directly penetrated, violently fluctuated, and there were signs of disintegration.

The pressure suddenly diminished, and Chen Zong didn't hesitate. He immediately used the remaining real power to cast a sweeping eight-square body method and quickly rushed in other directions.

"It's too weak." Yin Wuya smirked, and didn't mean to catch up.

His purpose is just to test the power of the seventh remix of the true power and see how much his own strength can be improved. If the opponent's strength is similar to or stronger than himself, Yin Wuya will be more enjoyable. It is a pity that the war is weaker than yourself.

From Chen Zong's two shots, Yin Wuya judged that the opponent was not his own opponent. In addition, Chen Zong did not hesitate to show his way of leaving, and the speed was not slow. Yin Wuya had no interest in chasing.

Everything, just because he felt that Chen Zong was too weak.

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"Too strong." Chen Zong secretly said: "Even if you take out the two swords with star marks, it is estimated that it will be difficult to defeat him."

The same three-star late-stage combat power also has strengths and weaknesses, not to mention that the other party has not exerted its full strength, Chen Zong has self-knowledge. Furthermore, the biggest purpose of entering the Tianyun secret realm is to find various opportunities, and fighting with others is only incidental. .

"My practice is a short board." Chen Zong secretly said.

The level of cultivation is directly related to strength.

Each of the seventy people who entered Tianyun's secret realm was above Chen Zong. For example, Sister Zuoshanmei also reached the mid-eighth real martial arts realm, and many of them reached the late eighth real martial art realm.

Chen Zong's cultivation practice was in the early stage of the Seventh Layer of Zhenwu Realm. Compared with other people, it was at least a big difference.

"If Xiuwei can't improve in time, I'm afraid it's difficult to compete with others." Chen Zong frowned slightly.

In the face of the gap in cultivation, there is a feeling of powerlessness. After all, the other people who have entered the secret realm of Tianyun are all real geniuses, and they are all those who can cross the level of challenges.

Flying out of a wood, Chen Zong heard the rumbling sound, like a horse galloping.

At first glance, there is a huge waterfall in front of it, which is thousands of meters high, and thousands of hectares of water fall from the sky. It seems like an assault of thousands of horses, and the momentum is terrifying.

Below the thousand-meter waterfall is a huge waterhole, and the white waves are violently stirred up and the waves are heavy.

Close to the waterfall, except for the huge roar, no other sounds could be heard at all.

Magnificent, mighty, ferocious...

Chen Zong stood on the edge of the water pool, his eyes swept across the turbulent water and landed on the huge and mighty waterfall.

The power of 10,000 tons seems to sink the earth.

After the true strength was restored, Chen Zong waved his right hand, Jianguang broke into the sky, and came out like a crescent moon.

A ten-meter-long remnant moon crossed the turbulent water, floated upwards, and cut towards the middle of the waterfall. This tyrannical blow was enough to kill the two-star combat power, but under the impact of the tens of thousands of waterfalls, the eyes blinked .

"Good!" Chen Zong was surprised.

The power of nature is unimaginable.

But Chen Zong instead had the idea of ​​competing with each other. The two swords came out together, killing thousands of swords in an instant. The power of these thousands of swords gathered and failed to condense into a magnificent sword light. The silver light was dazzling. Can't look straight.

"cut!"

Holding the belief of severing the waterfall, Chen Zong's double swords inspired the power of pseudo-spiritual weapons and waved them together.

Bang!

If the sky falls apart.

A dozen-meter-long silver sword awn tears the air, and the terrible pressure of the sword makes the turbulent water calm down in an instant.

Passing by, with amazing power, kill the waterfall.

Chen Zong stared closely at the ten-meter-long sword light. The power of this sword had already surpassed the early stage of the three-star level and approached the mid-term of the three-star level.

Without him, Chen Zong just had a whimsy and wanted to cut off the waterfall, nothing more.

This is a kind of conviction, which is like a blessed heart. If it can be done, it may bring a kind of sublimation in the realm.

This sword is stronger than the previous one and withstands the direct impact of 10,000 tons of water pressure. It just cut the waterfall of more than ten meters, causing the waterfall torrent to be interrupted momentarily, but only the moment of continuous blinking, Jianguang again It was crushed by 10,000 tons of water pressure.

"What is that?" Chen Zong vaguely captured the moment when the waterfall's torrent was interrupted, and there seemed to be something.

Take a deep breath and make the sword again. This time, nearly two thousand sword lights were condensed and killed. The magnificent sword light was magnificent and two points more than the previous sword.

When skimming the water surface, the turbulent water surface was suppressed like a mirror surface, swept upwards, and beheaded at the same place in the waterfall torrent, instantly severing the waterfall torrent at that location, Chen Zong narrowed his eyes, and forced his shot.