Sword God

The roar was roaring all over the world. It was the wind howling and the cold wind. The cold wind came to the earth with frost and snow, and it raged on the earth.

The wind is like a sword and the frost is like a sword, flying across the earth. Wherever it passes, the trees are either blown off or condensed with a layer of frost and spread quickly.

Frost and snow are flying in the wind.

The cold is coming!

In most cases, the weather in the Great Dark Heaven Empire is good. It is very mild if it is not cold or hot. But when the cold disaster comes, it will be different. Drop a lot, as if to freeze all vitality.

It's so cold, both Devil and Demon Soldiers feel unbearable, so they dare not go out and can only stay at home to warm up by the fire.

Only to the level of the demon general level can you withstand the severe cold to a certain extent, but it cannot withstand it for a long time. The one who can really withstand the severe cold for a long time is at least the strong of the devil class. This kind of cold disaster has little effect on them.

That being said, in most cases, the Demon King-level powerhouse is also reluctant to leave the tribe and go into the wilderness under the cold disaster, which is too dangerous.

In the cold disaster, in addition to the severe cold, there is also the terrible cold disaster Warcraft, extremely arrogant.

Today, the Qingluo tribe has hunted for a long time, and has already stored a lot of food. Under normal circumstances, it should be enough to survive the cold disaster, even if the cold disaster lasts for a year.

Every time a cold disaster comes, many small tribes with weaker strength will be destroyed.

In the big wooden house of the leader of the Qingluo tribe, there were dazzling fires shining in all directions, and bursts of heat diffused from the burning flames, dispersing the cold from the invasion, and on the flames, a Warcraft After being roasted, a little bit of oil star keeps coming out, and after sprinkling carefully ground spices, the fragrance becomes more and more beautiful.

Around the flames, there were the leader Qing Luoheng, the leader of the hunting team Qing Luoshan, and Bai Yi, Chen Zong and Jing Wuxue.

These are the only five demon king-level strongmen of the Qingluo tribe.

The original Qingluo tribe had only two demon-level strongmen. Among the many small tribes, it was very general. The middle and lower levels are now three more completely different. In all small tribes, it is also considered to be Upper middle level.

This time I can get enough food reserves, but it is inseparable from these three new Demon Kings.

Otherwise, with the original strength of the Qingluo tribe, I do not know how much it will cost to survive the cold disaster. Qingluoheng still remembers clearly that the Qingluo tribe had killed half of the clan in the last cold disaster, and At the time, a demon-level strongman was also damaged.

This time, if the loss was as heavy as the previous one, the Qingluo tribe would be finished.

Fortunately, lucky.

"Thanks to the three brothers." Qing Luoheng laughed when he mentioned the wine world: "I'll do it first."

"The leader is polite." Chen Zong also mentioned the wine altar. Bai Yi and Jing Wuxue mentioned the wine altar, but they did not kill it. Their interest in wine was not that great.

"I don't know how long this cold disaster will last, so I stayed in the family for a while." Qing Luoheng said after drinking the wine from the altar, and immediately, Qing Luoheng's wrist turned and his palm was wide. There was a roll of animal skin, which was dark brown, with a little fine gold pattern on it, and had a very simple feeling.

"There is a type of sword trick that I obtained more than ten years ago. I have learned it and it's not bad, but I don't practice the sword and I can't use it." Qing Luoheng handed that roll of animal skin to Chen Zong : "Brother Xiu and Xue Xue both practice swords, and they should be of some use to you. Although Brother Yi does not practice swords, he can also learn about this sword move, and maybe he will gain something."

Chen Zong took the old dark brown gold-skinned ancient animal skin roll with both hands, and only felt that there was an indescribable and wonderful touch when he started.

Indistinctly, Chen Zong seemed to feel a trace of strange sword intention spreading out on that animal skin roll, and he couldn't help but feel a little more interested.

"Chief, can I look at it now?" Chen Zong asked, after all, this is Qing Luoheng's thing. If you want to watch it now, you need to ask the other party's opinion.

"This thing has been given to you, of course, at will." Qing Luo said with a laugh.

Chen Zong nodded, and immediately opened the skin of the animal skin. As soon as he opened it, he felt that the strange sword's meaning became clearer and stronger.

The sword meaning is dark, a deep darkness, the ultimate darkness, as if to make everything sink into the darkness of the eternal abyss, everything must not be transcendent, but in an instant, yet a supreme will burst out, that The will is so determined, so determined, so abandoned all such extremes, just to break free of the shackles, only to break out of the eternal abyss without burning down, and burned itself into a light that pierced the darkness to illuminate the abyss That momentary brilliance is again eternal.

That feeling, that will suddenly shocked Chen Zong.

Such extreme, such extreme, such enthusiasm, so pure, as if to burn all of his own, just in exchange for that sword, falling into the abyss is about to sink into the abyss, but then break into the abyss and kill into eternal A sword of light.

At first glance, Chen Zong immediately realized a little bit of comprehension, just because Chen Zong's understanding was superb, and at the same time he had a mixed heart as an auxiliary.

But even if it is so, it is only a few points of understanding, not even an entry, which also shows that the skill of this sword is superb and esoteric.

After reading for a moment, Chen Zong handed this scroll to Bai Yi.

After a moment of observation, Bai Yi handed it to Jing Wuxue. Jing Wuxue's expression moved, and his eyes burst into an astonishing chill, and he immediately realized.

This is a secret sword called the magic light.

Even though it was only preliminary enlightenment, Chen Zong felt that the power of this mysterious sword was worth his time and energy to get a good enlightenment. If he could master it, he might be able to do one more trick.

It is not without benefits to master some killing tricks. At least it can further solidify your own roots of kendo. In addition, you can also increase your background and combat methods, and it is less likely to be guarded against and targeted.

Not long after that, Jing Wuxue offered his farewell to Qing Luoheng, and he wanted to take a good look at this secret sword.

Chen Zong and Bai Yi also left.

Qingluo watched them leave with a smile on the side.

Stepping out of the house, the cold wind wrapped in frost and snow, like a sword, sharp and cold, as if to cut and freeze the three people, but the three people of Chen Zong are powerful, and the power is running, completely resisting the wind Dao Shuang Jian's invasion is not affected by the slightest.

You know, the true strength of the three Chen Zong is fully open, but it is much stronger than Qing Luoheng's current. Even Qingluoheng's devil-level powers can still take their three moves. It is still unknown. I can't even take one move.

However, all three of them hide their true strengths, and only reveal a small part, which is almost the level of the normal devil-level. Otherwise, if it is too high, it will inevitably cause more speculation and even doubts.

I don't know how long the cold disaster will last. No one knows. I can only wait and wait for the cold disaster to pass.

Fortunately, this time the Qingluo tribe has sufficient food reserves, and there are many wild fruits and wild vegetables reserves, and many spirits have been brewed. Even if this cold disaster lasts for a year or two, it can still save some food. Barely spent.

Under the cold disaster, Chen Zong and the three did not go out. Most of the time was cultivation and enlightenment. Occasionally, they also pointed to other soldiers in the tribe to practice. After all, the guidance of the devil-level strong is still very rare.

Qing Luoheng would be happy to see this scene, because doing so is very helpful for the growth of the descendants of the Qingluo tribe, which will enable future generations to grow better, further expand the tribe, and better inheritance.

Inside the wooden house, Chen Zong fully understood the secret sword.

This type of mysterious sword named Magic Light has a superb concept and is very powerful and amazing, but there is one thing that Chen Zong cannot directly grasp, even if he understands the mystery of it, because this is a demon clan strong The secret sword created by the author, and the demon clan's cultivation method is different from the original human clan.

Chen Zong's essence is a human race. They just use the power of darkness to disguise as the demon race. The power fluctuations and methods between the shots are the same as the devil race, but the surface is the same. A disguise and a confusion, nothing more.

Now, Chen Zong is going to modify this type of secret sword into a secret sword suitable for his own use.

The concept of the magic light secret sword is to burn one's will from the bottomless abyss of despair, thereby breaking free, detaching, and turning into an eternal light.

On the premise of not changing, the way of power is to be modified, but this is not an easy task. Rao is the combination of Chen Zong’s superb insight and mixed-hearted environment, plus his own solidity. As the premise of Kendo foundation, it is difficult to complete in a short time.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed, but the cold disaster still has not passed, then the wind seems to be more intense, each piece of wind seems to condense into a knife, and everything should be crushed, the thick solid wood wall of the Qingluo tribe is in Under the blow of the wind knife, it was dilapidated. If the protection of the wooden wall was lost, some wooden houses in the tribe would also be blown down.

As a last resort, powerful hunting fighters can only act as repairmen to repair wooden walls.

For half a year, the frost and snow continued to spread, and the ground was already covered with a thick layer, which was extremely cold.

Once the devil-class devil walks out, it will be frozen for a few breaths and lose his life. Although the devil-class is stronger, it is also limited, and it cannot support ten breaths. Supported a quarter of an hour under the environment.

These devil people basically have to stay in the wooden house against the wind and the wind, and then wear a thick animal leather shirt and regenerate the fire to warm up. Only in this way can they survive.

Fortunately, a lot of firewood for life is also stored, as well as animal oil and so on.

In half a year, Chen Zong finally modified the secret sword named Moguang with his own ability, and turned it into his own secret sword.

This secret sword is different from that of killing gods, but its power is also very arrogant.