Chapter 6: Ten Thousand Swords Fight

Inside the Holy Soldier Tomb, the evil aura was monstrous, turning into a black vortex, and madness swept from all directions.

If it weren't for the fear of being discovered by his hidden methods, Chen Zong would have released the Shura clone and let it be absorbed, and the speed would only be faster.

Entering the Triple Late Stage of the Holy Realm!

In the end, the cultivation of the Shura clone stopped, which is the limit that can be reached at present, of course, it is not impossible to continue to break through, it will only cause the foundation to be unstable.

Although the cultivation cannot continue to improve, it can continue to absorb the evil qi here, refine it, and store it for future breakthroughs.

Time passed, and most of the evil qi in this holy weapon tomb was absorbed, and Chen Zong felt that the light here seemed to be a little brighter, and it was not so depressing.

Next, you can wholeheartedly search for the right holy soldier.

Suddenly, Chen Zong's eyes lit up and he saw a large sword forest in front of him.

It was a sword forest formed by a large number of sword weapons inserted into the ground, and there were about 10,000 mouths at a glance, and each sword weapon was filled with an astonishing sharp aura.

Chen Zong stepped into the sword forest, as if surrounded by ten thousand swords, and in it, he felt countless sharp cuts coming in, as if he was about to pierce his body.

The owners of these swords had killed many Void Demons during their lifetimes, and these swords were stained with the blood of countless Void Demons, giving birth to countless killing machines, and under the impact, it seemed that Chen Zong was going to be cut to pieces.

Chen Zong's eyes flashed, and suddenly, an astonishing edge burst out of his body, shocking the world.

Heart Kendo Meaning!

Even if it's just a turn, as a high-level Heart Sword Dao Intent, it also has amazing power.

For a moment, he seemed to feel the fluctuation of the aura of the heart sword Dao intent, and the swords in the sword forest made a sword sound one after another, trembling and reverberating endlessly.

The Heart Sword Dao Intent is a high-level Dao Intent, and the sharpness in it is amazing, which will naturally resonate with the sword.

Chen Zong felt it carefully, feeling that those swords resonated most strongly with his own heart sword Dao intent, so as to choose the most suitable sword for himself.

Closing his eyes and perceiving carefully, every sword was trembling, but the tremors were strong and weak.

But the strength of the tremor has nothing to do with the strength of the sword itself.

Some of the sword breath is very amazing, which can be called terrifying, and some of the sword aura is more ordinary.

Chen Zong excluded them one by one.

The Shura clone is in the sea of consciousness, consolidating the cultivation that has advanced by leaps and bounds, and after it is fully consolidated, it will continue to absorb the evil qi to break through.

In the end, only the three long swords had the strongest resonance with the Heart Sword Dao Intent, and it was up to Chen Zong to choose.

One is a thin sword, the sword body is very thin, as thin as a little finger, such a sword can only stab, which is not in line with Chen Zong's swordsmanship.

A sword, the sword body is two and a half fingers wide, three feet eight long, the sword body is as red as hell, there seems to be countless fire flow magma flowing, and the heat is pressing.

The last sword is the heavy sword.

Chen Zong has a refining body, and it stands to reason that he should choose that heavy sword, but at this moment, Chen Zong hesitated.

Because, in terms of the perception of the inner sword and the inner heart, the second sword is the most intense, and it is stronger than the other two.

Although it is only a slight difference, it also shows that the second sword is the most suitable sword for yourself.

Chen Zong couldn't help but ponder.

Immediately, Chen Zong showed a wry smile, secretly saying that he couldn't understand it and didn't think it through.

Self should be the main thing about one's own mind, and everything else is secondary.

What's more, under the mind, the weight is free.

In his heart, without any hesitation, Chen Zongyi stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the crimson long sword.

The sword was in his hand, and the battle was shocking, and a blazing edge erupted, as if a volcano had erupted and Hell had descended.

At the same time, a vague thought also spread into Chen Zong's divine sea.

The so-called Shenhai is the transformation of the sea of knowledge, carrying divine thoughts, so it is the sea of gods.

"The Red Hell Flame Sword, a five-grade holy weapon. Chen Zong muttered to himself.

That information was the message that the sword itself had sent to Chen Zong.

The holy weapon already has a stronger spirituality, although it has no wisdom, but some basic abilities have been mastered.

From the moment it was forged, it was imprinted on what name it was given.

The five-grade holy weapon, moreover, is not an ordinary five-grade holy weapon, it is an elite five-grade holy weapon, and its power is comparable to that of a genius-level five-fold powerhouse in the Holy Realm.

"With my current cultivation, the five-grade holy weapon is just right. Chen Zong said secretly.

The higher the grade of the holy weapon, the stronger the power, but if one's own cultivation is insufficient, it is difficult to control.

It's the right thing to do.

When the holy soldier is in hand, the next step is naturally to go back and refine it well, and master it thoroughly, so that he can fit himself, truly exert his power, and exert his strength.

Leave.

Chen Zong left the Holy Soldier Tomb and appeared outside.

"Chen Zong, how is it, can you choose a satisfactory holy soldier?" Min Ze immediately asked.

Chen Zong nodded.

Next, under the leadership of Min Ze, Chen Zong went to an independent small camp.

The Xuantian Legion is a cultivator legion, which is different from the legions of ordinary realms.

In the legions of ordinary countries, most of the sergeants live in collective tents, but cultivators are not suitable because they need to cultivate.

And for cultivation, it is best not to be disturbed.

Therefore, collective tents are not suitable, only independent tents are possible, of course, independent tents are just an environment, and they are relatively general.

The advantage is that you will not be disturbed by the outside world, and you can cultivate well.

Of course, there are also cultivation rooms set up in the barracks, so that they will not be disturbed by the outside world.

Chen Zong has a month, and he should be able to cultivate well.

In addition, it is time to make a choice which part of the three divisions of the Shenxuan Army to join.

War Department!

Mibe!

Kill the department!

What Shenxuan Junzhu said was very simple, so Chen Zong didn't know enough, so he didn't make a choice directly, but after asking Min Ze, Chen Zong knew how to choose.

The main battle of the war department, form an army, and fight the Void Demon head-on.

The main defense and assistance of the Imperial Department.

But in fact, all three can fight against and kill the Void Demon, and it doesn't mean that the strength of the people in the War Department is stronger than that of the people in the Imperial Department.

The difference is only in the formation.

The battle department practiced the formation of frontal confrontation and fighting, while the imperial department practiced the defensive formation, and the killing department practiced the pure offensive formation.

Unlike the War Department and the Imperial Department, there are fewer people in the Killing Department, and each one is more elite, in other words, you can enter the Killing Department if you don't want to apply for the Killing Department.

In the same way, the people who kill the tribe are more free.

Freely!

That's what Chen Zong values.

Of course, this kind of freedom is relative freedom, after all, when you enter the army, you have to abide by the relevant military regulations, but compared to other armies, the killing department is the most free.

After Chen Zong understood, he naturally did not hesitate, and directly made a choice to join the killing department.

However, if Chen Zong chooses the War Department or the Imperial Department, then he can join directly, but if he kills the department, he needs to go through the assessment, and the assessment is superimposed on the task of joining the army a month later, which is more targeted.

However, after waiting for a month, this month was a month of Chen Zong's refinement.

Refining the five-grade holy weapon, the Red Hell Flame Sword.

This sword had a strong sense of the Heart Sword Dao Intent, so the refining process was very smooth, but in just one day, the Red Hell Flowing Flame Sword was completely refined by Chen Zong, and it was completely compatible with Chen Zong.

Immediately, one picture after another poured into Chen Zong's mind like a streamer, and it was extremely clear.

The chaotic sky dome, covered with countless gray and black smoke, rolling and fluctuating, like a great river surging and surging, endlessly, at a glance, Chen Zong felt shocked for no reason, from the heart.

The earth was vast, with countless cracks, dry and gray, like ruins, filled with an indescribable smell of ashes.

This is the battlefield!

Ahead, a monster rushed to kill, and Chen Zong could recognize that it was a Void Demon.

On the ruined earth, a crimson figure stood silently, as if he was the only one in the entire heaven and earth, except for the Void Demon.

The red light was blazing, as transparent as the lava of Hell, and the whole person seemed to turn into a flame and burn, as if it wanted to burn the heavens and the earth.

Through the flames, Chen Zong could see the red robes, red eyebrows, and red hair on his body, and his long hair fluttering, burning like a raging fire.

His eyes glowed red, and the sword in his hand was raised, and he struck with a sword.

Rumble!

The red light erupted like a flame in an instant, turning into a long river, like a volcanic eruption, and the magma rolled out like a torrent.

Everywhere the flame magma passed, the originally dry and cracked earth became more and more dry and blackened, as if it had been ravaged by the flames, directly hitting the Void Demon.

The Void Demon's form was instantly impacted by the fiery magma, and he let out a furious roar.

But in an instant, the Void Demon's defensive power was crushed and killed in an extremely violent manner, turning into a charred and dried corpse thrown away, and it was torn apart.

Chen Zong couldn't help but be stunned, such a violent sword, it seemed to have given up everything, complete rage, extreme rage.

As soon as the picture turned, it was under the battlefield again, and it was that person again, still holding the long sword, Chen Zong recognized that it was the five-grade holy weapon Red Hell Flowing Flame Sword.

This person held the sword, and swung out a sword again, this sword was not the extremely violent sword before, but a red sword light, a highly condensed red sword light, extremely fast, as if an aurora shot out through the sky.

Almost at the moment of swinging the sword, the red sword light had already pierced the oncoming Void Demon from beginning to end.

Fast!

Extremely fast!

Fast through everything!

The picture turned again, it was still the person, the sword, the battlefield, and the Void demons still killed.

Third Screen!

The third sword!

A sword swung out, a large flame surged, directly hitting the Void Demon, in an instant, as if adding fuel to the fire, the flame burned raging on the Void Demon's body, the terrifying high temperature, as if to incinerate the void around the Void Demon into a vacuum.

However, in less than three breaths, that powerful void demon was reduced to ashes and wiped out under the flames.

Then, the picture shatters and everything is plunged into darkness.

It seemed that for a moment, and as if a long time had passed, Chen Zong came to his senses and withdrew his gaze staring at the Red Hell Flame Flowing Sword.

In his mind, the three pictures of Fang Cai resurfaced, and Chen Zong also had a feeling that if he wanted to, he could "see" those three pictures again.