Talisman Emperor

Too ancient a sword to honor the Tsukasa!

Seeing this line of ancient awkward and masculine handwriting, Chen Xiaotong understood that the immortal king's will buried in this immortal tomb must be this “sword honorer”.

He took a deep breath and sacrificed the Purple Dome Fairy Sword and flashed into the King's Tomb.

Boo!

The next moment, Chen Xiao has emerged on an enormous platform.

The first thing in the blindfold is the sword!

A handle of all kinds of immortal swords, all around the platform, such as Sword Forest, no less than tens of thousands!

Every fairy sword is filled with the rush of forced sharp killing. The momentum alone seems to tear this heaven and earth apart, tearing it apart and shocking.

And in the center of the platform, an elderly man sitting on his knees in a nappy coat, he is a man with a grim figure. Even if he sits on his knees, his waist and limbs are still as straight as a sword. He has to be confused and confused.

Looking far away, Chen Xiao only felt a tingle in front of him, as if he saw not a man, but a sword, a world sword hidden deep in the box still filled with the breath of death!

Apparently, this man is the will of the Immortal King buried in this tomb, the "too ancient sword honorer”.

Boo!

Fiercely, the old man in linen opened his eyes, his eyes ripped open like electricity, coldly locking Chen Xi.

Between moments, Chen Xiao's body developed a chilly air, like being stared at by a fierce beast of too ancient times, and each hair was erected upside down.

This gaze is so compelling, like the sharp edge of the essence, with a terrible sword intent, to cut the void into pieces, if it were for ordinary people here, it would be erased by this gaze in an instant.

And Chen Xiao is equally uncomfortable at this moment, even though he has mastered the sword cultivation of the kingdom of the Sword God. In the face of this gaze, he still feels the power of oppression coming from the surface.

It made him tinker.

But the feeling disappeared just momentarily, and the next moment, the old man in linen stood up with his hands behind his back and stared indifferently at Chen Xi.

“Holy Immortal Realm, the Sword God cultivates, it's not bad enough to drink the snow sword enough to break it! ”

The old man in linen opened his mouth, words like swords, by wiping out the fierce qi, accompanied by his voice, chirping, in the “sword forest” far from the platform, flying out a fairy sword into his hands.

This sword is three feet and two inches long, all carved out of ice and snow, bright and white, and the center of the sword is lit with reddish blood, like a lover's blood tears, the evil lust drips.

The sword drinks snow, Taiwu Xianbao!

Buzz!

With the fairy sword in his hand, the seniors' temper became much weaker in the instant room, but he maintained the half-step level of the fairy king.

But even though it became weaker, the sword he was drenched in to kill Mori Cold was becoming more powerful and fierce, and the whole man was like a sword god in heaven and earth, sworn in all directions, in control of Kun.

Feeling the horrible atmosphere of oppression from all sides, Chen Xixi's heart smiled darkly and bitterly. Surely, as Jade Jane said, he will not destroy the opponents in Wang Tsuka, so as to be better than himself, how can he defeat each other?

Half-step Immortal King!

Even if it wasn't a true Immortal King, it would still be enough to sweep any Holy Immortal Realm.

And the other party didn't just think that half a step fairy king was so simple, even the sword dogma reached the realm of the sword god "My heart is only sword, I control the heavens and the earth”.

Face such an adversary and be discouraged by anything you see.

Boo!

The old man in linen suddenly moved, swordsmanship across the sky, seemed to break the boundaries of time and space, coming from the ancient years, extremely eye-catching.

Chen Xi couldn't react at all. Intuitively, an unspeakable sore throat swelled all over his body, and his soul seemed to be cut into countless pieces.

Between moments, winning and losing, Chen Xi was “wiped out” on the spot!

Boom!

The next moment, Chen Xi fell into darkness.

“After a fragrance, take a second test! ”

A cold, icy voice echoes in this dark space.

Chen Xiqiang endured severe pain all over his body. He gasped and made his knees in the dark. His heart was horrified. That sword was so terrible that he had no power to fight.

If it's on the outside, just one blow and he's dead!

Fortunately, the so-called "indestructible” does not refer to the elderly man in linen, but to the disciple who entered the king's grave and went through thousands of trials and opportunities, and will not really be erased.

“Terrible, terrible! ”

Chen Xiao worked hard to resist the severe pain coming from all over her body, while thinking quickly about countermeasures to the enemy in her mind.

Only a fragrant repair time!

After incense, the second exam is about to start. How dare Chen Xi waste his time? How can we confront such a horror as a sword honorer?

Difficult!

It's so hard!

Chen Xi strangled his mind and couldn't think of a great strategy.

This made his face more aggravated, and he finally understood the horror of not destroying the King's Tomb, and why so few disciples had been able to obtain recognition from the Daohuang Herald since ancient times.

This is the first level alone, and I'm afraid it will make it impossible for the vast majority of people to pass.

“What should we do? ”

Chen Xiaolian took a few deep breaths and tried to keep himself calm. Unexpectedly, that sword appeared in his mind like a rainbow.

That sword was too stunning, so powerful, so pure and clean, as if it didn't contain a hint of fireworks, but it had a terrifying atmosphere.

Unfortunately, because Chen Xi was “wiped out” too quickly, there was no time at all to lock down and capture the true auspicious spirit of the sword.

So what I can think of at this moment is a brilliant sword, but I can't see the mystery of its nature.

“The second test begins! ”

Unconsciously, a fragrance of time passed, and that cold voice sounded again in this dark space.

Buzz!

Without waiting for Chen Xi to react, his whole person appeared on that platform again.

Then again he saw the “sword forest" and the sword honored man, who was in the middle of the sword grove with a strong figure and attacked the nappy coat and had to flutter.

Boo!

This time, Chen Xi almost unconsciously sacrificed the Purple Dome Immortal Sword, and worked hard to repair it all. The whole human body was glowing, fierce and big, brilliant and brilliant.

Kill!

A sword gushes out of the palm of Chen Xi, like a raging purple light, surrounded by the horror of the “Sword God” border, in which there is a hinge of five lines of holy passage that have not yet been fully integrated.

With a sword out, the heavens and the earth were shocked. Tens of thousands of fairy swords all around the platform trembled.

This sword is definitely the strongest sword exerted by Chen Xi after his promotion to the Holy Immortal Realm. At the end of the sword is the ghost god, and the immortal demon dares not defeat him.

“The swordsman, Wang Daoya, hastened the sword, will surely lose its rhyme! ”

Faced with this sword, the elderly man in linen drank loudly, and he did not see his movements. The sword was like the king's presence, his direction was gloomy, and the bang directly crushed Chen Xi's sword.

And the rest is undiminished, “wipe out” Chen Xi again!

They are like the supreme masters of the sword!

Once again, a torn sore soul swept all over his body, without exception, Chen Xi entered that dark space for the second time and couldn't help but groan in pain.

This feeling is so painful, like cutting the sharp blade inside and outside the body, it makes Chen Xiao all tremble, and the clean face is twisted.

“Damn it! How could the power of this sword honorer be so horrible! ”

In the dark space, Chen Xi growled low, even though he knew that such “erasure” would not really kill people, but when he truly experienced the scenario of life and death, he still felt a great horror uncontrollably.

That is the fear of life and death, the greatest terror in the heavens and the earth!

That feeling, no less than a turn between life and death, compared to the pain suffered by the flesh, this instantaneous horror of life and death is the most chilling of all.

Yes, even to the realm of the Holy Immortal, when it comes to life and death, Chen Xi cannot be inevitably afraid, and cannot truly go without recklessness to live and die.

And in today's three realms, the only one that can truly control life and death is the Immortal King, because life and death are one of the three supreme laws!

“If I continue like this, without waiting for a thousand test opportunities to end, I'm afraid that my whole person will just collapse...”

A long time later, Chen Xicai calmed his emotions and twisted his eyebrows. Before he came, he had also heard that some disciples had entered the descendants of the indestructible Wangzhu in history. Some disciples were unable to solve the horrors of life and death, and eventually, their hearts collapsed and they went into the demon because they were being evaluated.

As a result, the whole fairy road is completely abandoned!

“Life and death, terror, testing… Perhaps only if we do not fear life and death can we truly compete with each other…”

Between the obscurities, Chen Xiaoyi has some understanding of the purpose of this test, but he understands clearly, how difficult it is to truly not fear life and death.

“It's no use thinking, I don't believe in it a thousand times, I can't defeat the sword honorer!” Ultimately, Chen Xi abandoned all the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind and began thinking wholeheartedly about the swordplay carried out by the sword-doers.

It was only a fragrance time away from the third assessment, and with this horrific stimulus of life and death, Chen Xi's whole potential was like being thoroughly excited, his mind was clearer than ever before, and in this state, he quickly captured a hint of the swordwalk carried out by the sword honorer.

But it's just breath.

What he needs is not these, but the mystery of the sword honorer's sword.

Only by mastering its magic can we find a way to break it!

When you really focus on something, time flies fast, but this time, Chen Xi doesn't feel pressured.

Perhaps because this moment has nothing to worry about, he opens his mind, his mind and mind are capturing and thinking about each other's swordplay breath, and he doesn't realize the passing of time...