The light in the field suddenly became extremely dazzling, but it was a group of sunbirds, carrying Chu Yang Fu Hongyao from Zhou Tianxing Palace and his party here.

A flower boat, with laughter and laughter, carrying a boat full of scantily clad young women, flew from afar.

On the bow of the boat, a beautiful and moving, charming woman, who can pour out the world, stands pretty.

His clothes are not showing an inch of spring, but his delicate posture, plump figure, and stunning appearance. More seductive than any woman on the flower boat.

It was the Holy Girl Su Su of the Yin Yang Cave Heaven, as soon as she appeared, more than eighty percent of the men in the Quartet couldn't help but look at it.

Tong Susu smiled, and after a while, many martial artists with low concentration felt that their souls were about to be lost.

But the group of people who came next immediately turned everyone's attention away.

A group of demons on Ten Thousand Demon Island stood on the statue not far away, looking at the two fighting with interest.

Mu Qingyun and Yan Shisan were impressively listed, but the most eye-catching thing was a handsome man wrapped in animal skin.

"Ten Thousand Demon Island, Di Xinhan, who has a heavenly spirit body, is out of the customs!"

The Heavenly Spirit Body, but the legendary physique, is much higher than the physique such as the Lei Yan Battle Body.

The two people in the square, seeing that there were more and more onlookers, stopped fighting after each made a move.

The man in red stood proudly, looked at Di Xinhan and said, "You guy is actually out of the customs, when will the big demon of Ten Thousand Demon Island arrive, Di Xinhan should know!"

The Holy Son of the Five Poisons Sect asked the question that everyone wanted to know the most.

Di Xinhan pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't ask me, this group of seniors was not on Ten Thousand Demon Island half a year ago, and Ten Thousand Demon Island has no power to restrain them." ”

Di Xinhan, who is the descendant of the Ten Thousand Laws Demon King, can't even know that the news of the big demon's arrival on time is unexpected.

Sou!

At this moment, everyone's faces changed, and the desperate aura of the four directions roared like a violent wind, and swept away in a certain direction at the same time.

"This is, this is someone who has found a source of despair!"

The endless air of despair turned into a hurricane and swept away towards the west of the city.

On the square, everyone clearly felt that the air of despair receded little by little, until it disappeared.

On the golden chariot, Yi Ling's eyes were happy, and he said: "The source of despair, it seems that it was really found, looking at this direction, it turned out to be in the sword mound, I don't know who found it." ”

The Sword Shrine, a well-known relic in the City of Despair, an ancient treasure land, is a messy of more than 10,000 swords.

There are famous swords, broken swords, swords, and even heavenly weapons.

It's just that no matter what, a person can only draw it once in the sword shrine, and he has to face the joint battle of other long swords.

Ten thousand long swords, all vibrated together, and the combined sword qi could even be injured by the quasi-emperor, which was extremely dangerous.

And after going there once, the sword shrine can remember your breath, and the next time you haven't drawn the sword, as long as you get close, you will be actively attacked by the sword shrine.

In the city of despair, there are some swordsmen who come here to seek luck.

If you are lucky, you can draw a sword, and it will be worth it to receive a blow from the quasi-emperor.

But in the sword mound, most of the swords of what kind of quality are unlucky, and they bear the blow of the quasi-emperor in vain, and they also draw a broken sword.

Because of this, although the sword mound is famous, there are not many patrons.

The source of despair, hidden in such a well-known place, is indeed somewhat unexpected.

Yue Bingyun was thoughtful, she knew the news that Xiao Chen was in Despair City.

The first person who found the source of despair, the first thing she thought of was Xiao Chen, and she and Yi Ling glanced at each other, obviously in each other's minds, they both guessed about the same.

Whoosh!

The shadows were scorching, the major immortal holy lands, and other Tianjiao, all of them were unanimous, and they rushed towards the sword mound without saying a word.

The big demon has not arrived, the big man has not come, and what else attracts the most attention in the city of despair is naturally the source of despair.

For thousands of years, countless people have to go to the treasure that they can't find with painstaking efforts, and they will see the light of day again, how can it not make people excited.

"Let's go, let's take a look!" Yi Ling's golden chariot was a step late, but the speed was not slow, and it followed closely with the large army.

Both of them guessed that it was Xiao Chen who found the source of despair, but in fact they really guessed wrong.

In a dilapidated palace, Xiao Chen was looking at the murals on the wall with great interest, the murals were beautiful, telling about a grand scene of an immortal banquet.

The venue of the banquet should be in the City of Despair, and there are many characters on the murals, Xiao Chen observed carefully.

In addition to seeing a lot of monks wearing Dharma robes, there are also many bald monks and Confucian scholars.

The three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are all very happy to talk about each other, tasting tea and discussing Taoism, talking and behaving, seemingly casual, but in fact they are secretly fighting the law.

On the most complete murals, the monk's feet are full of golden lotus, between the openings, the holy sound of Buddhism, turned into a colorful ceiling, words and the law, all over the golden flowers.

The man who looks like a Confucian student, gently shaking the folding fan, his eyes are shining, his charm is like light, he is turning in his eyes, and he is bright, and this is what he said.

The folding fan shook gently, the Confucian sayings, open the mouth, right and wrong, in an orderly manner, and the golden flower transformed by the monk's Buddha sound,-for-tat.

Let Jinhua follow his truth of right and wrong, up and down, deducing a touch of wonder.

The monk in a Taoist robe walked in the center, smiling, silent, neither speaking the Dharma nor reasoning.

But in the dark, it gives people a kind of avenue without words, the avenue is silent, the Tao is him, and he is the domineering of the Tao.

That's right, this person said in one sentence, and the feeling he brought to Xiao Chen was two words domineering!

The era of immortal Taoism seems to be a very interesting era, the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism coexist, and the saints compete, thinking that it must be a lively and extraordinary era.

Now the immortal path has collapsed, reincarnation is not there, the immortals do not exist, and the martial arts are prosperous.

In the martial arts era, the Buddhist family was inherited by later generations, and it was destroyed by the Qing Emperor 10,000 years ago.

Confucianism has always been there, and now the Fu Academy is the orthodox Confucianism, and the martial arts and techniques in its door are all transformed from Confucian immortals.

It's just that the prestige is no longer as good as it was at the beginning, and it can reach the situation of three points of the world, and the inheritance in the door is all sorted out and searched by later generations, which is not complete.

If one day, when you are free, it is also a pleasure to go to various historical sites to explore and trace the secrets of the immortal era.

After reading the murals, Xiao Chen sighed in his heart, the era of immortal roads must be a more magnificent era.

The world, by no means, is confined to Kunlun.

There is no one who will issue it, after the Supreme, but there is also the Martial God, which is a slightly sad question.

All realms, supernatural inheritances, are extremely complete.

With a frown, Xiao Chen obviously felt the fluctuation of the aura of despair in the space, looked at the west of the city, and muttered to himself: "The source of despair was found first!"

Taking out the map, Xiao Chen compared his fingers and pointed at the location of the sword mound in the west of the city.

It turned out to be in the sword mound, but if you think about it seriously, it is very likely.

In the sword mound, there are many long swords, and the long swords refined by the Throne of Despair are hidden among them. and then set up a large array below, among a bunch of long swords of uneven quality, it is indeed difficult for outsiders to find them.

This time, I don't know what the reason is, this sword was found.

If Xiao Chen's guess is right, nine times out of ten, it is a coincidence, inadvertently, someone touched the sword that concealed mysteries.

One in 10,000 chance, this chance is really pitiful, no wonder for so many years, no one has found the source of despair.

Xiao Chen's mind moved, and the four birds transformed by the star beads turned into streamers and flew quickly, and the reincarnation flag unfurled.

With a shield of light, the star bead was included in it.

The source has been discovered, and the star beads of killing, death, destruction, and grief naturally no longer have any effect.

Although it was a bit of an accident, he was preempted by someone, but it doesn't matter, the big demon has not arrived, and the big man is not there.

When Emperor Wu didn't come out, Xiao Chen had the confidence to grab this source of despair.

Out of this desperate city, he went to the sea to stop and take the Shanghai Emperor's Crown, in the realm, Xiaocheng's quasi-emperor came to die one by one, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

There are no fears, the quasi-emperor of Dacheng, if he wants to compete with him, he must also weigh the consequences.

There is a realm where the Sea Emperor's Throne is displayed, and the huge gap between him and Emperor Dacheng is much narrower.

In the fight, even if you are a little defeated, you can seriously injure the other party and pay a painful price.

Only the quasi-emperor of the peak Great Perfection is a little tricky, but as long as he doesn't come out four or five at once, he leaves calmly, without the slightest difficulty.

The throne of despair belongs to him, and no one can stop it.

A hint of royal domineering flashed in his eyes, Xiao Chen took the Shanghai Emperor's turban, and with a little tiptoe, he flashed towards the sword mound.

The body is like a dragon, swinging, retreating from the wind and clouds.

......

The sword mound, the aura of despair gathered at this time, has condensed into substance, turning into a black hurricane, whistling back and forth in the air.

When all the Tianjiao arrived, they all took a deep breath when they saw the black hurricane.

If you are swept away by this hurricane, I am afraid that it will be very uncomfortable, and if you don't do well, you will fall into a deep illusion and cannot extricate yourself.

On the wasteland full of long swords, three monks in magic robes looked at Tianjiao who arrived, and they all showed wry smiles.

It's only been a long time, and it just so happened that I found the sword that contained the source of despair, and resisted the attacks of several waves of swords, and was surrounded by such a large group of people.

And one by one, they are all scary and difficult to deal with.

"Who am I, it turned out to be a person from Penglai Immortal Sea, who found this source of despair, and why don't you get out of the way, these treasures are also something you can take?"

The red-clothed holy son of the Five Poisons Sect said unceremoniously.

The monks on both sides were angry, but the white-robed monk in the middle with a calm face said calmly: "Five Poisons Sect? If I remember correctly, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, before he became the king of the Great Emperor, the poisonous power entered the body and penetrated deep into the blood marrow, if it wasn't for the help of the family teacher, he would have died long ago." ”

The red-clothed man looked stunned, and said in surprise: "Your master is Yunchen Immortal Venerable!"

The white-robed monk smiled: "It is the family teacher, I am his third apprentice, Gongshan Yu." ”