Sword God

The clouds are white and the sky is vast.

The completely different scenery gradually cleared away the haze inside Chen Zong.

Here is the boundary of Mingjianzhou.

At a brisk and even pace, along the wide sand and stone avenue, facing the rising sun, the shadow behind him continued to stretch.

Even so, there is still a haze, buried in the deepest part of the heart, no matter how bright the sky can not disperse.

"I don't know if Master Brother is still alive?" To himself, Chen Zong looked a little trance.

The Zhenmo fortress and his party left a very deep impression on Chen Zong. It was like a brand, in life, it became a trace that will never die.

The invasion of the demon army, the battle, countless deaths and injuries, ups and downs, from despair to hope to despair, originally thought that when the general trend was gone, the chief of the army sacrificed itself and activated the large formation hidden deep in the town of the fortress.

Fengtian Jedi's Great Demon Battle!

The large formation started, directly blocking the town demon fortress, the demon can not enter and exit, but the human race is not restricted.

The blockade period is ten years.

ten years!

This is equivalent to earning the human race ten years of breathing time. This decade also seems extremely important, allowing the people to rest and recuperate and restore the consumption of that war.

It is just the power and brutality of the Demon Race, and no one knows whether the Human Race can repel the Devil Race ten years later.

As if an invisible sword hung over the head and would fall at any time, running through the head, this pressure made it difficult for many people to breathe.

As for the space channel, it was defeated by the three hundred masters who had left behind with hundreds of days of Profound Realm attack, which cut off the retreat of the Demon Clan and the road of the Demon Clan to enter the Canglan Continent.

In other words, ten years later, there are only two options for the Devil in the Demon Fortress.

Either fight to death, or capture the Canglan continent.

Since the Demon Clan was sealed within the Demon Fortress, the Demon Army was reintegrated, some left behind to keep guards, to prevent someone from deliberately destroying the large formation, and some to leave to improve their strength as much as possible.

Chen Zong also chose to leave.

For the time being, the next stop is the Mingjianzhou.

Nowadays, the achievement of the king of kingship is invincible in the extreme state of man. It is time to find the Tongtian sword sect created by the predecessor of Tongtian sword emperor.

Tongtian Sword Emperor...Tongtian Sword Sect...Duan Guchun...Ban Zhongquan.

The Emperor Tongtian Sword is dead, and the Emperor Jianzong does not know whether he is still in Mingjianzhou, or has disappeared in the river of time.

As for Duan Guchun and Ban Zhongquan, one is the great disciple of Tongtian Jiandi's predecessor, and the other is the three disciples.

According to the consciousness left by the Tongtian sword emperor, Duan Guchun and Ban Zhongquan were both Heavenly Profound Realms at the time. Among them, Ban Zhongquan was stronger, because his talents were better.

However, Ban Zhongquan wolf child's ambitions, coveted the opportunity of the Tiantian sword emperor, and collaborated with others to design and devastate the Tongtian sword emperor, causing the devil poison in the Tongtian sword emperor, and eventually fell.

"Magic Poison..." Thinking of this thing, Chen Zong's heart was full of hatred and murderous intent.

Master Venom Cangyu Mountain has been poisoned by poison, and he has not awakened so far, and his life span is limited.

Tongtian Sword Emperor's predecessor was poisoned by poison and eventually died.

Coupled with the battle of the Zhenmo fortress not long ago, Chen Zong was even more sensitive to the word demon.

Because the devil poison comes from the demon race.

"Ban Zhongquan has a collusion with the Demon Race, even if there is no direct collusion, there is also a connection." Chen Zong said secretly, a glimmer of cold eyes flashed in his eyes.

Collusion demons, whether directly or indirectly, should be damn.

However, after more than a thousand years, in the words of Emperor Tongtianjian, if Ban Zhongquan is not dead, it is likely to be a powerful emperor, himself, but not an opponent of the powerful emperor.

"Let's first look for the news of Tongtian Jianzong." Chen Zong secretly said, others, take a step by step, only after the strength is sufficient, then clear the portal for the seniors of Tongtian Jiandi.

Next to the wide and long sand and stone avenue, there are a few thatched houses, with a simple grass shed outside, under the grass shed are a few pairs of old tables and chairs, upside down with a few frosted tea bowls.

A few people sat sparsely in the tea shed, talking about something.

Chen Zong approached and sat down on an empty table and chairs.

"Lao Zhang, come to the bowl of tea." Chen Zong's tone was light.

"Come on." The old man with white hair and ruddy complexion walked over with a large teapot, and kung fu skillfully served Chen Zongnu with a bowl of amber tea, which was full of tea and refreshing.

This is a good bowl of tea.

Drinking tea, Chen Zong thought about it while listening to a few people at the table next to him. It was related to the Zhenmo Fort.

The news of that war was not blocked, but spread out.

"Brother came from another continent." When the old man in the teahouse gave Chen Zongxian tea, he smiled and asked, the voice sounded old, but full of energy and vigorous blood, but Chen Zong did not follow the old man's A strong breath fluctuated on my body.

In other words, the old man is either an ordinary person who cultivates in a shallow manner, or a strong person who conceals his cultivation, but the former is more likely.

"How did Lao Zhang see this?" Chen Zong couldn't help but smiled slightly and asked rhetorically.

"Feel." The old man smiled and said: "Old man, I have opened a tea shed here for more than 40 years and have seen countless people."

This should be regarded as countless people, Chen Zong couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, Lao Zhang, do you know Ming Jian Zhou very well?" Chen Zong asked rhetorically.

"Then it depends on what." The old man smiled and said: "But I was born and raised in Mingjianzhou. When I was young, I also traveled south and north. I was somewhat knowledgeable. Now I am guarding this tea shed. No wonder, listen, listen, I know more about the old man."

"How many emperors are there in Mingjianzhou?" Chen Zong's question made the old man stunned. This question was too high-end. Immediately, Chen Zong also shook his head and asked a person who was not very high. Such a problem, the other party may not even understand what is a powerful emperor.

"Emperor Emperor Feng, that's too high a mountain to stop." The old man came back to God and laughed haha: "If you are an ordinary person, you really asked the younger brother to ask, but the old man, although I am an ordinary person, but Knowledge is not low."

"Earlier, I had heard that Ming Jianzhou had born the Emperor Fengqiang, but that was many years ago. Now Mingjianzhou, it is estimated that there is no Emperor Fengqiang." The old man laughed. .

Generally speaking, only the fifteen top powers have one, two, or even three or four emperors and powerful emperors sitting in town. The probability is very low.

Of course, all of this is on the bright side. Whether there is hidden in the dark, it is difficult to say, without reaching that level, it is difficult to reach after all.

"I heard from my elders that nearly two thousand years ago, there was a strong presence that swept across the continent, titled Tongtian Sword Emperor." When Chen Zong said the word Tongtian Sword Emperor, the old man's pupils contracted instantly, but He recovered quickly, and Chen Zong did not notice: "I heard again that the predecessor Tongtian Jianzong created Tongtian Jianzong. I practiced the sword. I was very curious. I went to Natongtian Jianzong to visit this time. To see the swordsmanship passed down by the predecessors of Tongtian Jiandi, but I don’t know which direction Tongtian Jianzong should go."

"You were born late." The old man sighed and said with a smile: "Tongtian Jianzong has already become history."

Chen Zongwen said, his heart couldn't help but jump.

Be history?

Could it be that the ancestral door created by the predecessor of Tongtian Jiandi disappeared?

"Many years ago, Tongtian Jianzong disappeared. Some people said it was disbanded, and some people said they left. I don't know where to go." The old man laughed.

"Lao Zhang, do you know where the ruins of Jianzong Mountain Gate in Tongtian used to be? I'm going to pay my respects." Chen Zong said, as if he were a pilgrim of swordsmanship.

"You go all the way north, pass Baijian City and then go three hundred miles east. There is a mountain called Duan Jianfeng. The former Tongtian Jianzong Mountain Gate is on Duan Jianfeng." The old man smiled and pointed out the direction to Chen Zong. .

"Thank you Lao Zhang." Chen Zong clenched his fists.

After drinking two bowls of tea, Chen Zong did not pay the bill, and the old man would not accept it, but the two bowls of tea were worthless.

However, Chen Zong and the old man passed each other out of date, but they put a piece of inferior spirit source into the old man's hands.

A piece of inferior spirit source is nothing to Chen Zong at all.

Holding the inferior spirit source, the old man looked at Chen Zong's leaving back and couldn't help showing a smile.

"Really came to pay respect to the Tongtian Jianzong Mountain Gate ruins?" Shaking his head, it should be like this. The old man withdrew his gaze and continued tea for other guests.

Going alone, heading north,

"Tongtian Jianzong..." Chen Zong secretly whispered while walking: "Is it really disbanded?"

It seems that this is the case in nine out of ten, but I still have to go to the mountain gate ruins of Jianzong of Tongtian to take a look.

In any case, the predecessor of Tongtian Jiandi inherited to himself, to some extent, he had a relationship with Tongtian Jianzong.

Chen Zong's speed is getting faster and faster, blinking, turning into a meteor across the ground.

When Yu Shan turned over the mountain, wading in water, and the long road, under the amazing speed of Chen Zong, it seemed to be shortened indefinitely. Chen Zong saw the outline of a city.

That city is very unique, the most distinctive one that Chen Zong has seen so far.

The city walls are white, and no matter the wind and rain and the sun, the white is not half polluted. Under the sun, it reflects a dazzling and dazzling luster.

When you get closer, you can see more clearly. Some of the buildings in this city are very tall, standing like a sword tower in the city, like a sign.

"White Sword City..."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Chen Zong quickly approached.

Mingjianzhou is different from other continents, or has its own characteristics.

Because two thousand years of Tongtian sword emperor swept across the continent, and forced the relationship between the strong men of the same generation, Ming Jianzhou became a concentration of sword practice. However, for the swordsmen of the Ming Jianzhou, the first choice of martial arts is swordsmanship, and the first weapon is the sword.

Although the Emperor Tongtian Sword became history in the past 1,000 years and the Sword Sect no longer exists, the habit of practicing sword has been passed down from generation to generation and is becoming more and more prosperous.

It can be said that Mingjianzhou is the most popular place on the Canglan continent, where the style of sword practice is the most popular, with the most types of swordsmanship and the most inheritance of kendo.

This is also another purpose for Chen Zong to come to Mingjianzhou to learn about hundreds of swordsmanship and further improve himself.