Sword God

The palace is empty, the contents inside have been taken away by Han Qiuxie, and there are two corpses on the ground. Chen Zong recognizes that one is the deacon of the Liu family, and it should be the cultivation of the man in the late triple triple, and the other is the spirit. Cabinet deacon.

Their skin was blue, and there was a slight chill on their bodies, and the storage bags around their waists were missing.

Noting Chen Zong's eyes, Han Qiuxie's smile became more apparent, but his eyes grew colder: "They are all overwhelming and uninteresting. You will be like them."

Chen Zong couldn't help but smile slightly. This faint smile suddenly made Han Qiuxie unhappy and shot directly.

Han Qiuxie’s own cultivation talents are the most top-notch in Heishui Sect and even in this area. It can be compared with most of the secret disciples in the top powers such as Taiyuan Tianzong. Of course, the distance from those real The pride of heaven, such as Fang Xingchen, still has some gaps.

In spite of this, Han Qiuxie still practiced the true skills of Heishui to a very high level, and also learned the martial arts of Heishui Sect to a very high level.

As soon as he shot, the right arm brought a wave of black waves and swept heavily. Among the black waves, it seemed that there were black water snakes undulating, and the cold eyes locked Chen Zong, ready to make a fatal blow at any time.

That is actually Han Qiuxie's finger.

Refers to the poisonous teeth of a snake, killing with the cold and overbearing real power of black water, trying to extinguish Chen Zong’s vitality. It is certain that those warriors who also practiced high-grade spiritual skills and Han Qiuxie’s same skills could not stop him , Will be killed instantly.

It is indeed extraordinary, with the ability to leapfrog challenges, but the gap is too large, and Chen Zong has no intention to fight slowly with the other party.

To refer to the sword, gently, the sword is broken.

The ordinary sword sword looks so simple and so clear, it shoots out in such a straight shot, and there is no violent breath fluctuation, but it makes Han Qiuxie feel a palpitation, as if there will be very bad things. It happens the same.

Then, it really happened.

Jianmang passed by, piercing his eyebrows, and then there was a sneering sound. Han Qiuxie tried to widen his eyes, his face full of horror, and his incredible regret.

Regret and provoke Chen Zong.

dead!

Chen Zong quickly moved his hands and feet and took away several mustard bags from Han Qiuxie's body without checking them.

...

"Autumn evil...Autumn evil..." The elders of the Nine Heavy Peaks of the Black Water Sect's Extreme Realm called a few times, but they did not get a response.

Full of anger and murderous eyes, terrifying breath hit the volume, like a hurricane roar, and a terrible black wave permeated the entire palace, trying to exterminate everything.

Han Qiuxie, but the big disciple of the Heishui Sect, has high hopes. The future Heishui Sect Master is expected to enter the top genius of the earth spirit realm.

Entering this subworld this time, in the eyes of the elders in all the high-level leaders of Heishuizong, is just a training experience, a training that will not be fatal.

Because the people of Heishuizong will not fight against Han Qiuxie, and the other three middle-class forces have no courage unless they want to be exterminated.

Never thought that someone would dare to kill Han Qiuxie.

Apart from the rage, Elder Heishui Zong slowly calmed down and looked carefully.

"These two were killed by Qiu Xie." Looking at them for a while, the elder knew who the Liu family and Lingxin Pavilion died in whose hands, but the point was who Han Qiu Xie was killed by.

"This is the scar caused by Jian Qi." Staring at Han Qiuxie's eyebrows, the elders squinted, extremely gloomy, but said with great certainness: "Just killing Qiu Xie with a single blow, not only in swordsmanship Superb attainment, its own strength is much stronger than Qiu Xie."

"Lingxin Pavilion."

The people in Lingxin Pavilion didn't know that they carried a black pot for Chen Zong.

...

"Qianlian Temple!"

Chen Zong stared at the plaque above and said word by word.

All the other palaces have no names, except for this one, at least the dozen palaces that Chen Zong has walked through.

Perhaps this palace has something special.

Step forward, step in.

The palace looked very empty, with murals on all four walls. Chen Zong glanced at it. The content of the murals is very simple, just a silhouette of a martial art.

The moves also seem very simple.

Immediately, Chen Zong's eyes fell on the center of the palace, and there was a bell.

The clock is dark gold, exuding a strong and ancient charm from time to time. It is about two meters high and the diameter of the bell mouth is about one and five meters. The body of the clock is engraved with patterns, which are also many silhouettes of martial arts.

Chen Zong also saw the words on Zhong Zhong.

"Pass me a thousand exercises and break the thousand bells!"

"To break this bell?" Chen Zong reached out and knocked, his dull voice spreading, extremely powerful, his fingers could feel the amazing hardness of the bell body.

Use a finger instead of a sword to point out, and use 50% of your own strength.

A dull clang sounded from the bell body and circulated inside the palace, but the bell body was intact.

One in ten fingers!

A more dull voice sounded, but the clock body remained intact.

Staring at the clock body, Chen Zong drew his sword, and with a force of ten percent, a sword was killed.

Xinyijian Wenxin!

cut!

With the sound of clang, the terrible anti-shock force forced the arm through the sword body, causing Chen Zong's arm to tremble, slightly numb, and the blood almost rushed straight into the body, and the clock body was still intact.

"Pass me a thousand exercises..." Chen Zong couldn't help thinking, and then looked at the silhouette patterns on the clock, and then the silhouette patterns on the four walls.

"Does it take thousands of ways to break this clock?"

"Try it."

Thinking of this, Chen Zong converged his spiritual strength, his long sword returned to his sheath, took a deep breath, and mobilized his strength.

Thousand Lianquan!

With a bang, a hundred times of compression force, and bombarded the bell fiercely, it was still a dull sound swaying away, but Chen Zong obviously felt different, and was not shocked, and the bell body shook slightly .

Qianlian Palm!

Thousand fingers!

Thousands of legs!

Thousands of Storms!

Boom!

The dull and violent sounds kept swaying away from the bell body, impacting in all directions, but they would not have the force of anti-shock impacting Chen Zong as before.

Attacked again and again, the clock body was shaken again and again, shaking endlessly.

"Not enough, not enough."

Chen Zong attacked again and again, exerting thousands of spiritual weapons time and time again.

The storm swept and gradually spread out, flooding the entire Qianlian Temple.

The figures on the four walls of the Qianlian Temple seemed to come alive. After practicing martial arts, the figure on the bell also moved.

Chen Zong's spiritual consciousness spread out unconsciously, spreading into the whole palace, and included all the exercises of the shadows of all people into the sea of ​​knowledge.

The martial arts practiced by these silhouettes seemed simple, but they implied mystery, and gradually brought Chen Zongming to come. This is clearly a kind of cultivation method for Qianlian Lingwu.

In the previous practice, Chen Zong was inspired by his own understanding. Now, he is inspired. In a moment, the inspiration bursts and the shackles are broken.

Qianlianquan... Compressed again.

One hundred and one times!

One hundred and two times!

...

Although the efficiency of compression is getting slower and slower, there is still a significant improvement, which is finally fixed at two hundred times.

Then, there are Qianlian palm, Qianlian fingers, Qianlian legs.

All have been raised to two hundred times, and the power has been greatly increased. The power of the Thousand Refining Storms exhibited by this has also been significantly enhanced.

Boom!

The muffled sound became more intense.

Click!

It was very slight, but was clearly captured by Chen Zong. I saw a tiny crack on the clock. The crack, like a small gap in the bank, began to gradually expand under the impact of the torrent.

Click!

Click!

More and more sounds sounded, and the cracks on the clock body continued to spread until the entire body was covered.

Thousands of Storms!

"What sound is this?"

"Where did the voice come from?"

As the sound grew louder and continually spread out, as the air spread farther away, someone heard it, stopped in silence, identified the source of the sound, and then quickly rushed in the direction of the sound. .

At the same time, Chen Zong's final blow made a rattling sound.

The clock body was broken open and then burst.

"This is..." After the burst, there was a half-meter-high column at the position of the original clock. A dark gold fist-sized metal was placed on the column. Irregular, Chen Zong stared, but could see a dark golden metal block with a restrained edge.

But in any case, it will be received here, certainly extraordinary, quickly put it away and found some text in the original dark gold metal engraving.

"Thousands of refined gold, casting treasures."

When Chen Zong took the thousands of refined gold into the virtual ring, at the same time, a figure rushed in with lightning speed, like a lightning, and the thunderous eyes quickly swept over and saw the debris around the explosion, I saw the round half-meter-high pillar, and finally fell on Chen Zong.

"It's you." The visitor is the mid-polar elder of the man at Lei Daobao. His eyes seem to contain thunder and stare at Chen Zong, his voice is low like thunder roaring: "What do you find here? Take it out."

boom!

The sword was raging and the earth was shaking!

When Chen Zong broke out, the terrible breath filled with fright, and he shook his opponent without fear.

In the previous battle, it seemed to be tied, but Chen Zong had the certainty of beheading the other party. The reason why he didn't beheaded was because of the time and delay in finding other treasures.

But since the refined gold has fallen into his own hands, there is no reason to hand it over.

So, only one battle.

In this way, only the other party can be killed.

Feeling the horror of the outbreak of Chen Zong, Elder Lei Daobao's complexion suddenly changed, and hesitated suddenly.

This momentum is not only not weaker than himself, but even stronger, and if you really get started, you may not be able to kill the opponent as you wish.

At this time, another figure flew from the outside, light and flexible like the wind.

The same glance, and finally fell on Chen Zong's body, his pupils contracted, bursting with a sharp chill.

The elders of the Lingxin Pavilion in the mid-ninth phase of the extreme realm.

"Where is the treasure?" Elder Lingxin Pavilion opened his mouth with a sharp voice, like a sword.

"It has been acquired by this son." Elder Lei Daobao said.

"Hand it over." Elder Lingxin Pavilion did not fight Chen Zong. Although he felt that Chen Zong's momentum was very strong, he was not inferior to himself, but he did not pay too much attention.