Sword God

There is no limit to travel!

The road was screaming, but some people couldn't move, not because they didn't want to go forward, but they couldn't bear the coercion of the vanity ahead.

Sharp edge!

It's cold!

The more you move forward, the more intense it is, making it unbearable.

Chen Zong found that those who stopped their footsteps were all at the beginning of the Seventh Cultivation of the Holy Realm. The erosion of cold breath.

Although this sharp edge and Yinhan strengthened, they couldn't stop Chen Zong's progress. Those who cultivated more than the seventh stage of entering the Holy Land can also continue to move forward.

From time to time, some people stopped and could not move forward. They could only look at the people who continued to move forward with envious eyes, and then they calmed down, sat cross-legged, and concentrated on their understanding.

Going forward, Chen Zong’s sharp eyes stared and could see the end, that is, the end of the splitting of the thousand crack sword saint, like a huge and invisible blade breaking into the mountain, deep and deep Incomparably, within it, there seem to be countless cold lights flying like dragons and snakes dancing.

A figure flew quickly from a distance, blinked, and flew not far from Chen Zong's side, as if a flash of sword light broke through the air, exuding amazing shock, alarming others around.

That chill, called Chen Zong's eyebrows slightly raised, this is a strong Kendo, did not see the front, but looking at his back, it seems not old.

"It is Han Ling Jianjun Zhao Lingyu."

"I really deserve to be the strong man on the Shangyuan Tianjian list. The breath is extremely sharp, which makes people feel terrified."

"Hanshan Jianjun is a peerless arrogant detonating six-color smallpox."

Several people who could not continue to move forward whispered and said that Chen Zong was in the ears.

Han Ling Jianjun Zhao Lingyu!

Shangyuan Tianjian List!

Six-color smallpox!

It is indeed extraordinary.

You know, from ancient times to now, there were only fifteen people who detonated nine-color smallpox, eight-color smallpox, and not even a thousand people. Although there were more colorful smallpox, it was only tens of thousands.

Think about how many cultivators have been around since ancient times, it is completely impossible to calculate.

There are very few people who can detonate colorful, eight-color and nine-color smallpox. Even if it is a six-color smallpox, it is very rare, and it cannot be done by a non-peerless Tianjiao.

In fact, it is amazing to only be able to detonate the four-color ceilings.

As for the Shangyuan Tianjian list, Chen Zong speculates that it is the list of kendos in Shangyuan Realm, and only the real kendo masters are eligible to be listed.

And Chen Zong's guess is not wrong.

As he continued to move forward, Chen Zong's speed did not slow down.

When he had to stop in the mid-seventh stage of entering the Holy Land, Chen Zong was still moving forward.

When he stopped in the seventh stage of entering the Holy Land, Chen Zong continued to move forward.

When the Seventh Peak of the Holy Land had to stop, Chen Zong was still moving forward.

And Chen Zong's cultivation practice also revealed a little bit as he moved forward.

Seven Limits to the Holy Land!

When the Seventh Limiter in the Holy Land stopped, Chen Zong still moved forward, the speed did not decrease, and it was surprising.

Seeing that several of the eighth stage of entering the holy realm had to stop, but Chen Zong, the seven-level limit of entering the holy realm, continued to move forward, and was more surprised.

"Who is this person?"

"The cultivation of the Seventh Limit to the Holy Realm, but it can continue to move forward. This person is extraordinary and must be a natural arrogance."

"This person's face is very strange, I don't know who it is?"

"White robe and black sword, this dress is also Tianjiao class, is he the new sword sword Tianjiao black and white sword king Yao Tianzong?"

"Black and white swordsman, is it the new peerless arrogance that detonated the six-color ceilings three years ago?"

"I heard that although this black and white swordsman is not included in the Shangyuan Tianjian list, its strength is stronger than some strong players on the Tianjian list."

In the voice of discussion, Chen Zong continued to move forward, crossing the line of the eighth middle stage of entering the holy realm and constantly moving forward.

Thousand cracked sword marks have always been said to be one kilometer away.

Under normal circumstances, practitioners can only stop at the 30,000-meter distance from the end of the Ten Thousand Sword Marks when entering the Seventh Stage of the Holy Realm, while they can go one kilometer further and two kilometers from the end Nine thousand kilometers.

In the late seventh stage of entering the Holy Realm, it was 28,000 kilometers from the end of the sword mark.

Seven peaks into the Holy Realm, 27,000 kilometers from the end of the sword mark.

Seventh limit into the Holy Land, 26,000 kilometers from the end of the sword mark.

However, at the beginning of the eighth stage of entering the Holy Realm, you can take a big step forward. The distance from the end of the sword mark is 20,000 meters, and the distance is one kilometer.

At the beginning of the ninth layer of the Holy Land, another big step forward was taken, and the distance from the end of the sword mark was 10,000 meters.

Han Ling Jianjun Zhao Lingyu traveled all the way, already striding within 20,000 meters, and constantly moving forward, showing amazing ability.

This distance standard is aimed at ordinary cultivators. As for those who are arrogant, they are not subject to this restriction and tend to be more prominent.

For example, Han Lingyu, the sword king of Hanshan, whose cultivation practice is the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, but many of the latter stages of entering the Holy Realm have been left behind and continue to move forward.

Only stepping into the distance of the eighth peak of the Holy Land stopped. Here, it is 17,000 kilometers from the end of the sword mark.

Zhao Lingyu can continue to move forward, but he does not want to do this, but intends to enlighten here first, from the shallower to the deeper, after understanding, then continue to move forward, so that he can better understand Out of the mystery, it makes his kendo foundation more solid.

The further forward, the closer to the ten thousand cracked sword marks, the stronger the sharp edge and the cold that are endured, but the same, the better the enlightenment effect.

The distance that can be achieved by reaching the peak of the Eightfold into the Sacred Realm is amazing.

However, the figure of a white robe and a black sword is still moving forward.

Eighteen thousand kilometers!

It is one kilometer away from Han Ling Jianjun Zhao Lingyu.

It's just that this person's cultivation practice is the seventh level of entering the holy realm, even if it is the limit of seven levels of entering the holy realm, but it is very amazing to be able to enter the realm of entering the eighth level of the holy realm.

After all, the gap between cultivation and repair is very obvious.

"Oh my god, I have stepped into the level of the eighth peak in the Holy Land."

"Who is this person?"

"Is Black and White Jianjun really so strong?"

When Chen Zong's footsteps were flush with Hanshan Jianjun, Hanshan Jianjun's eyes were full of fierce sharpness, and volley gazed into it, as if to pierce, see through all its secrets.

"Aren't you a black and white sword king?" Han Shan Jianjun said, his voice glowing with a chill of mountain wind: "Who are you?"

Although Hanshan Jianjun has never seen a black and white sword king, he has heard of this rising star. After all, he is a peerless arrogant detonating six-color smallpox.

I also detonated the six-color smallpox, confident that I would not be inferior to the black and white swordsman.

With the cultivation of the seven-fold limit of entering the Holy Realm, it can be equal to yourself. This kind of talent, even the top-ranked Peugeot Tianjiao of the Six-color Sealed King Monument, can hardly be achieved unless it is a secret treasure.

With his own skills, let alone, can also detonate colorful ceilings.

It's just that this person is very born. Could it be that he is a cultivator in the Upper Yuan Realm?

As Han Shan Jianjun opened his mouth, sharp eyes fell on Chen Zong's face, with curiosity, and he seemed to see it through.

But Chen Zong ignored Hanshan Jianjun as if he had not heard his question.

Didn’t Chen Zong hear?

Of course there are.

With such a loud voice, Chen Zong is not a deaf person. He naturally heard it and heard it clearly. However, Hanshan Jianjun's tone of inquiry was very sharp and contained a kind of questioning, which was not friendly.

For those who are not friendly, Chen Zong never liked it. If he is an enemy, he should cut it with a sword.

Asking questions by yourself, the other party ignored them as if they didn’t hear them. This is called Hanshan Jianjun’s eyebrows suddenly raised, as if the sword blade was out of the sheath, and his eyes radiated extremely sharp light, implied anger, as if to break through Through Chen Zong general.

I am the Tangshan Hanshan Jianjun, who has a sword in his hand, and has killed the strong men who entered the Holy Realm Jiu Zhong. Although it is only the ordinary early stage of entering the Holy Realm Jiu Zhong, it is also a strong man.

Relying on being a Kendo strongman listed on the Shangyuan Tianjian list, he has talent, strength, identity and status. He took the initiative to ask questions and was ignored.

Erzi dare to be so arrogant!

Anger, permeated from the depths of the heart, a trace of horrible sword intentions emanated from the body, sweeping all directions, and the chill spread out, like the roaring roar of the cold mountain wind.

The amazing Hanshan sword mixed with fierce killing, as if an ancient volcano was about to erupt, a terrible blow erupted, and the long sword in the waist trembling slightly, it seemed that he could not help but see the blood.

This extremely sharp killer fell directly on Chen Zong through the sky, but Chen Zong didn't seem to be half aware.

Of course, such murderous tyranny is enough to make the ordinary Jiuzhong entering the sanctuary feel chills at the early stage, but it is difficult to shake Chen Zong's mind.

Although Hanshan Jianjun is a peerless arrogant detonating six-color smallpox, there is still a big gap compared with Lingtianjianwang who detonated the colorful smallpox.

The difference between the six colors and the seven colors is a huge difference.

16,000 kilometers!

This, however, is the level of the eight-fold limit to the Holy Land.

It is really shocking to see that the cultivation of a seven-fold limit for entering the holy realm, but it is possible to step into the eight-level limit of entering the holy realm.

Seeing that Chen Zong even stepped into the distance of 16,000 kilometers, the look of Han Ling Jianjun Zhao Lingyu became more and more cold, and immediately, under the burst of a strong breath, the whole person seemed to be a cold mountain-like sword tearing through the sky, The speed is amazing.

Just blinking, Hanshan Jianjun crossed the kilometer and reached 16,000 kilometers, which is the level that can be reached by the eightfold limit of entering the Holy Land.

"Really worthy of being the 89th strongest player on the Sky Sword List."

Suddenly, someone marveled.

Hanshan Jianjun caught up with himself, and Chen Zong ignored it and never stopped.

The level of the eight-fold limit into the Holy Realm is not where your limit lies, but you can go further.

That is a distance of 10,000 meters, which belongs to the level of the ninth stage of entering the Holy Land.

Seeing Chen Zong stepping forward again, Han Shan Jianjun's face changed again.

"Clamors are favored!" Han Shan Jianjun Zhao Lingyu whispered, but spread all around, falling into the ears of everyone within a few kilometers.

Suddenly, there were many people with ridicule, depending on how Chen Zong was ugly, but there were also people who stared at him in awe, and did not dare to underestimate.