Sword God

(Tonight's performance at Xiaoliudao Kindergarten, as a kind father, Liudao will definitely take a sword and take a trip)

The force of tyranny is violently shaken in the body, released, can destroy mountains and destroy Yue.

The body moved slightly, the air fluctuated more than once, and there seemed to be a gust of wind.

The waves of tigers, leopards and dragons raged in the body, as if dancing in groups.

The seventh stage of Dragon Force Realm!

A lot of blood beads that the blood river demon will store and the blood beads made by the blood river demon refining a body are refined. Chen Zong's body training is made by leaps and bounds, the whole body is amazingly hot, and the purple cloud black star inflammation has also become more tyrannical.

The physical training is in a short period of time, from the four levels of Dragon Power Realm to the continuous improvement, reaching the seven levels of Dragon Power Realm. This kind of training speed is too amazing.

In fact, the improvement of cultivation is not as fast as possible, but also needs to be based on actual conditions.

Xiuwei's rapid increase in a short period of time brings about a sudden increase in strength in a short period of time, just like eating fat in one breath, and it has to withstand the load caused by the sudden increase in strength. The riot of power hurts itself.

If you hold it up, you will have to spend some time to adapt and polish the skyrocketing power until you are completely in control.

But Chen Zong did not have this concern, because Chen Zong's realm was higher than that of Xiu Wei, and his spiritual consciousness was also very strong. Under the liquefaction of the soul, his spiritual consciousness changed qualitatively and became more powerful, enough to control his own surge power. Bad.

What Chen Zong had to worry about was not that the power surge was uncontrollable, but that the power was not growing fast enough. After all, today's form is very chaotic, the Devil's path is prosperous, the Demon Race is rampant, and there is not enough power to do many things.

But now, the practice of Qi Qi at the pinnacle of the seventh realm of extraordinary realm and the practice of physical training at the later stage of the 7th heavy dragon realm, close combat, Chen Zong pays no less than the Jiu Zhong of any heavenly realm.

Stepping out of Xia Mingzhou, Chen Zong entered the continent occupied by the Mozu army and headed westward.

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Canglan Chronicle:

In the last years of darkness, the sword emperor came from the east and opened a new year.

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Chen Zong re-entered the territory of Mingjianzhou, but it was neither human nor human.

In Ming Jianzhou, Chen Zong was very impressed, even more so than Taiyuanzhou. After all, although Chen Zong was a disciple of Taiyuan Tianzong, he spent most of his time in Taiyuan Tianzong and rarely went to Taiyuanzhou. Walking.

In Ming Jianzhou, Chen Zong stayed for quite a while.

"The Sky Club... The Sky Club..."

The two most powerful forces in Ming Jianzhou have now disappeared.

I don't know where Ban Zhongquan, the head of the Sky Club, and the mad ghost have gone, or where the head master of the Sky Club and Senior Blue Dragon Sword Master have gone.

"After crossing Mingjianzhou, and then going west, you can enter the realm of Zhenmo fortress and enter the Demon Abyss..." Chen Zong tried his best to hide his whereabouts and breath, avoid being discovered, and think about it at the same time.

Entering the Demon Abyss is a major event and must be treated with caution.

Because of this trip, only success is allowed, no slight mistakes are allowed, if there is, then death, there is no possibility of overturning.

The sky of Mingjianzhou is dim, full of endless clouds, heavy and low, and extremely depressed, making people feel hard to breathe.

The demon army occupied Mingjianzhou, and the ensuing devil qi also affected Mingjianzhou and gradually transformed it to make it more suitable for the survival of Demon.

The time is still short. If it takes another few decades, the environment of Mingjianzhou will become the same as that of Demon Abyss. At that time, even if the Devil does not do it, in that environment, the human race will be difficult to survive. Be enchanted.

Even the powerful emperor of the emperor can't support it. After all, no matter how high the strength is, no matter how strong it is, it's inseparable from the spirit of heaven and earth.

Therefore, if you do not defeat and defeat the Demon Race, there will be a scourge of genocide.

The closer to the Zhenmo fortress, the more cautious Chen Zong is.

Moving carefully, Chen Zong felt that a breath of confusion came from afar in the distance, and at the same time there were demons roaring, sounding like he was giving orders.

Chen Zong's eyes narrowed and his eyes were sharper. He didn't expect to enter Mingjian Chau before he encountered the demon.

But it is also very normal. After all, Ming Jianzhou fell into the hands of the Demon Army and has been occupied by the Demon Army. If it is not careful enough, and it has converged its breath with the magic cloud road, it has already been discovered.

It's just that Chen Zong is very surprised. Ming Jianzhou has already fallen into the hands of the Demon Race and is ruled by the Devil Race. What is the battle at this time?

Could someone sneak in here and assassinate the Demon Race?

Dare to sneak into the Demon's territory to assassinate Demon Masters, this courage is indeed very big, Chen Zong is a little curious.

The breath approached Chen Zong's side, and also made Chen Zong see the other person's figure, but it made Chen Zong's brow slightly wrinkled. These two people, Chen Zong had not seen and did not know.

The two's cultivation practices are in the spirit world, with injuries on their bodies, and they are fleeing.

Behind them, ten intermediate demon races chased them, like the maggots of the tarsal bone, chasing after them.

Although I don't know it, it can definitely be a human race, and there is a breath of sword on him.

Sword practitioners all year round will naturally have the breath of swords. This kind of breath is very light, and most people can't feel it, only masters can feel it.

Because of feelings and reason, Chen Zong will never die.

There is no need to pull the sword, the finger of the sword is swiped gently, and suddenly, the sword gas shoots out.

The sword gas spread like a plume of light smoke, making it difficult for people to perceive, just like a plume of mist in the air, neither the two ground spirit realms nor the ten intermediate demons chased behind them felt half.

Immediately, the murmured sound sounded, and the ten demons were in a shape, and the body was swept by the light smoke in a split second.

In this scene, the two fleeing suddenly frightened, but the two also reacted very quickly.

"who is it?"

"Which predecessor rescued?"

The eyes of the two were sharp, and they quickly swept around, making a noise.

"Why are you two here?" Chen Zong's voice sounded, and at the same time, his figure also appeared in the eyes of the two.

The two of them suddenly stunned and widened their eyes because Chen Zong looked too young.

"Ming Jianzhou has fallen into the hands of the demons, why are you here?" Chen Zong spoke again, waking them up.

"Just before, but... the senior saved me and so on?" The two middle-aged people were still not sure, and asked rhetorically.

"It's me, answering my question." Chen Zongdao said in a nonchalant tone, but with an indescribable majesty.

"Back to seniors, we are the people of the Sword Slayer's Club." The two middle-aged people said in a deep voice.

"Jijian Massacre..." Chen Zong was surprised.

"Is the senior just arrived in Mingjianzhou?" one of the two middle-aged people asked.

Chen Zong nodded.

"I don't know if seniors have heard of Jitianhui."

"The predecessor of the Extreme Sword Massacre Club is the Extreme Sky Club."

In two sentences, Chen Zong's eyes suddenly flashed, and the two middle-aged people felt that their pressure had increased greatly, as if they were overwhelmed by the endless sword light, and they were terrified.

"Is the Master of Jitianhui still there?" Chen Zong asked quickly.

"Also, the Ultimate Sword Slayer's Demon Club was created by the Lord of the Heavenly Symposium in conjunction with other powerful players to gather the warriors in Mingjianzhou and Aojianzhou, and secretly fight against the demons."

"Take me." Chen Zong suppressed the joy in his heart.

"Senior, let's take you to a stronghold first. Whether to take you to the Extreme Sword Demon Club will be given to the elders who guard the stronghold." The two middle-aged men looked at each other quickly and then said quickly.

This is out of caution.

This is Mingjian Chau. Mingjian Chau, which has been occupied by the Demon Clan, will fight against the Demon Clan with its own name. In fact, it only causes some trouble for the Demon Clan and can only act in secret.

For the Demon Race, the Extreme Sword Slayer should not exist, so the Devil Race has been chasing and using various means.

Now that the emergence of Chen Zong, it is impossible to determine whether it is a means of the Demon Race. Such an uncertain situation cannot be overstated.

Chen Zong also had no objections.

Under the leadership of two middle-aged people, they walked in seven corners and eight corners and walked all the way to remote places. They also drilled into the underground passage and continued to walk, enough to stun most unfamiliar people, showing the degree of caution.

But Chen Zong's soul is strong, and the route he has taken is completely remembered.

Leaving the underground passage and walking out of the surface, there is a bad mountain of evil water. After a while, Chen Zong will feel the breath in front, which belongs to the heavenly realm, and it is from a hut in front.

"Senior, please wait here." A middle-aged man respectfully said to Chen Zong, and Chen Zong nodded, not caring.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the two middle-aged men came out of the dilapidated hut, and behind them was an old man, who was exuding the fluctuations of the atmosphere of the Heavenly Profound Realm.

The old man must be angry, like a lion's head, his eyes shining brightly, and his eyes are full of majesty.

The eyes of the lion-headed old man gathered together, crossed hundreds of meters, and fell on Chen Zong's face, as if to see Chen Zong through.

He had known some things before, but when he saw Chen Zong, he was still surprised by Chen Zong's youth. Immediately, he was also surprised that he did not feel Chen Zong's cultivation behavior.

"Senior, this is the crazy elder of our extreme sword butcher." A middle-aged man introduced.

"How do you call it?" Mad Elder confronted Chen Zong with a low and bright tone, like a roar of a lion.

"Chen Zong." Chen Zong did not mean to hide his identity.

"Chen Zong." Mad Elder frowned slightly, and looked down. It seemed that he had heard the name. Immediately, Mad Elder looked up and stared at Chen Zong again: "I have heard of this name."

"Taiyuan Tianzong Chen Zong was also the Chen Zong of Ji Tian Hui." Chen Zong Zheng Se said.

"It really is you." The eyes of the mad elder were as fierce as the sun: "How can you prove it?"

"Crazy elders are the people of Jitianhui?" Chen Zong asked.

At that time, there were a lot of people in the Ji Tian Hui, and they had not seen all of them.

"At that time, I was not an elder." The crazy elder said neither Xu Buji.

Chen Zong said some things about the Jitianhui, and also the location of the headquarters of the Jitianhui, etc. Of course, listening to Chen Zong’s words by way of voice, the eyes of the mad elder became brighter and brighter, Confirm the identity of Chen Zong.

"Elder Madness, but I don't know if Qinglong Jianzun's senior and meeting master are good now?" Chen Zong quickly asked.

"I'll take you." Mad Elder first sighed, and then sighed. This expression and tone suddenly made Chen Zong's heart sink slightly. It seems that the situation is not very good.

As the crazy elder walked into the dilapidated hut, Chen Zong found that there was another world in it.