The purple flames in the eyes of the purple ghost danced from a distance, bursting out with a fierce purple light, as if they wanted to penetrate all the secrets, but they found nothing. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The creature with the delicious soul was right under his nose, gone.

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As if passing through the water, the heavy resistance made Chen Zong's body stagnate, it seemed that a long time had passed, but in fact, it was only a brief moment, Chen Zong passed through the water curtain-like barrier, and landed heavily on the ground, letting out a dull sound.

The severe pain continued to spread from the right palm, sweeping the whole body, the whole arm twitched uncontrollably, and an evil and fierce force continued to spread from the right palm with the severe pain to the arm, eroding to the body, and the soul was even more impacted by an evil force, and the spiritual consciousness was in a trance.

Fortunately, Chen Zong's soul was strong enough to quickly get rid of this shock and regain consciousness.

It was as if the invisible blade was rampage, cutting and tearing, making Chen Zong's brows furrow, and he felt that his vitality seemed to be being destroyed little by little.

Not daring to hesitate at all, Chen Zong immediately swept around, covered by spiritual sense, and without feeling any danger, he took out the healing pill and the pill to restore spiritual power and swallowed it, and used the exercises to dissolve the power of the pill.

As the power of the elixir dissolved, the spiritual power quickly recovered, and the medicinal power of the healing elixir also competed with the terrifying force that invaded the body, and with the cooperation of the spiritual power, it was outflanked in all directions.

It's just that Chen Zong found that the power of the elixir, his own spiritual power, and the power of the heart sword could not expel the power full of death breath well, and could only compress it with continuous impact, and finally blocked it on a finger of his left hand.

It can be seen that Chen Zong's little finger has changed greatly, his whole body is gray and black, and it is filled with the fluctuation of the breath of death that makes people's hearts palpitate.

Cutting off the little finger may be a method, but Chen Zong didn't plan to do this, he only waited until the power of Ziyun Zhenyan recovered, and then mobilized Ziyun Zhenyan to incinerate the power in it.

The palm of his right hand was penetrated, and there was a pit, but under the power of the elixir, a little bit of recovery, coupled with Chen Zong's body refining cultivation to reach the double level of the dragon power realm, the self-healing ability was also stronger than the ordinary transcendent realm, even if he wanted to heal completely, it would take a lot of time.

Chen Zong couldn't help but show a wry smile, this time, he almost planted it.

But there is no way, the Floating Cloud King has already made it very clear that when you enter the Liegu Battlefield, there is a danger of death, but when you haven't encountered it yet, you will often have a little luck in your subconscious, but when it really comes, you are so caught off guard.

Fortunately, Chen Zong is not an ordinary person, reminding himself all the time, so when the death crisis comes, he responds quickly and explodes all his strength.

It's just that the gap is too big.

Even though he burst out with all his strength, he still couldn't resist the other party's blow, and he felt that the other party's blow was not doing his best.

If it were all my strength, I would probably be dead by now.

He is not dead now, but his injuries are not light, and his strength has been significantly affected, which has been greatly reduced, and even the first-grade spirit weapon gloves have been shattered.

"Where is this?" Chen Zong got up and looked at it carefully.

This is a very empty hall, there are nine huge pillars to support the top of the hall, each pillar is covered with unique patterns, one by one, as if the sword marks are intertwined, very complicated.

The spiritual sense swept through, but nothing was found, which made Chen Zong even more puzzled.

"Is this subspace?" a thought popped into his mind.

The King of Floating Clouds once said that some situations on the Liegu Battlefield are dangerous, but there are also opportunities.

One of the so-called sources of danger is the battlefield demons that awaken after nightfall, and of course, there are other geniuses from various realms who have entered the Burning Ancient Battlefield.

Opportunity is subspace.

Like the shelter, the subspace was also built by the Upper Domain Sect, but there was also a difference, that is, most of the subspace was built by the Upper Domain Sect, and a few of the subspaces were inherited by some powerful people.

Subspaces are scarcer in number than shelters, and, better, than shelters.

Because the shelter only provides a protection, so that people can spend the night on the battlefield relatively safely, and avoid being chased by evil spirits.

subspace, however, is expected to reap the benefits.

Exercises, martial arts, pills, weapons, etc., are all possible.

Of course, it is also possible to get nothing.

Determining that this was the sub-space, Chen Zong's mind became active.

Not long after the opening of the Liegu Battlefield, he should be the first person to enter this space, and the things in it should not have been taken away.

Just, where?

Chen Zong walked to the first pillar and examined it carefully, looking at the lines like sword marks on it, and before he knew it, his mind was thrown into it.

Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to see a vague figure, holding a sharp sword, a sword drawn out, the trajectory seemed simple, but it implied subtlety, incomparably smart and extremely sharp, and each sword had an indescribable charm.

Each sword mark represents a sword, crisscrossed and densely packed.

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Zong came to his senses, and when he looked at it again, he felt that the sword marks on this pillar were no longer so disorderly, they had become orderly, and some kind of law was about to come out.

Thoughtfully, Chen Zong walked to the second pillar and continued to watch.

The nine pillars, each of which is covered with sword marks, are the same and different, and it can be seen from this that the sword marks on the nine pillars are from the same person's hand.

"It's not a profound swordsmanship. After looking at the sword marks on the nine pillars, Chen Zong thought about it.

With Chen Zong's attainments in swordsmanship, he can completely see some of the mysteries, and those sword marks are the traces left by very simple swordsmanship.

How simple is that swordsmanship?

It's the basic swordsmanship.

The basic swordsmanship is the foundation of the swordsmanship, the simplest move, but under the sword of the unknown powerhouse, it has become not simple at all, and it contains a unique mystery.

This kind of subtlety made Chen Zong feel that he couldn't see clearly, obviously the other party's attainments in swordsmanship were better than his own, but as for how much, he couldn't be sure.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Zong carefully comprehended, and an intuition told him that the sword marks on these nine pillars were the key.

If you can't understand it, even if you enter the subspace, it's just hiding from the evil ghosts in the night outside.

After calming down, Chen Zong's gaze swept over the eight pillars, and after sweeping all the sword marks on them, as if he wanted to imprint them deeply in his mind, he immediately closed his eyes, and his breathing became long, almost silent.

At the same time, the power of Ziyun True Flame was also slowly recovering.

Time passes slowly.

In Chen Zong's mind, there seemed to be a sword light flashing by, and that sword light was simple and direct.

Immediately, the second sword light lit up, and it stabbed indomitable, piercing through everything.

The third course!

The fourth course!

The fifth!

There were more and more sword lights flashing in his mind, more and more dense, criss-crossed, like ten thousand swords firing together, shining incomparably, each sword light was either similar or different.

Chen Zong's expression was extremely solemn, and the thousands of sword lights seemed to be about to break through his mind.

Gradually, thousands of sword lights slowly approached, and finally condensed into one, the sword light was extremely majestic, dazzling, and diffused with amazing brilliance, and the light was magnificent, shining like the heavens.

Chen Zong's body was also affected, as if he was not under his control, his spiritual power surged, and the power of the heart sword and the power of Qingyun also diffused in an instant, fusing into one in an instant.

And pointed like a sword, as if a stroke in the air, and as if assassinated in the air, as if without the slightest strength, like a wisp of light smoke, but when the sword light broke through the air, the momentum was immense, like the wind and thunder roaring, earth-shattering, bursting out of the terrifying power, destroying everything.

With a bang, a cyan sword light burst into the air, as if a sword had split the space in the main hall in two.

Chen Zong also felt the power in his body, which was drained in an instant, and a burst of emptiness permeated his whole body.

Even so, the feeling of a sword killing in an instant fell into the soul like an imprint, allowing Chen Zong to grasp.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine changes, fused into one sword move......" Chen Zong muttered to himself as he swallowed the elixir to restore his spiritual power.

It turned out that the sword marks on the nine pillars added up to nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine paths, each of which was very simple, just traces left by the moves of the basic sword technique, but they were different.

When he understood it thoroughly, Chen Zong understood that each sword mark was actually a change in swordsmanship, and when all the sword marks were understood and fused, he could understand that it was actually a sword move.

A very terrifying sword move, with all his strength, was issued.

With a buzz, the mutation suddenly appeared, and I saw that the nine pillars trembled, and the sword marks on them emitted light, and the entire hall seemed to shake with it.

At the same time, in the upper domain of the sky, on the edge of a high mountain cliff, there is a small pavilion, facing the sea of clouds outside the cliff, and the direct sunlight shines brightly, changing into a colorful brilliance, which is very gorgeous.

In the small pavilion, there are two people sitting on the ground, separated by a small round stone table, on which are placed crystal clear white jade gourds and two extremely delicate white jade wine glasses, in the glasses there is amber wine, the wine rises, curling up, like a dragon shadow coiling.

One of the middle-aged men in Tsing Yi was about to pick up his wine glass, when he was suddenly stunned, and immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Li, what's the joy?" The black-robed man sitting opposite the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi saw a smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, and immediately asked curiously.

"Interesting thing. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, picked up his wine glass and took a sip: "The sword moves I left in the subspace of the Liegu Battlefield have been understood. ”

"But your sword technique?" the black-robed man raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise: "In the middle and lower regions, there are people who can comprehend, incredible." ”

"In that place, I left the first move, which was dismantled into nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine changes, and all the changes need to be understood before I can hope to understand them. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi put down his wine glass and said with a slight smile: "But in fact, what I really left is a spirit sword, I only need to find the mechanism to get the spirit sword, as for the sword moves, I didn't think that someone could understand it, but it was a whim at the time, but I didn't expect someone to be able to understand it." ”

"Your swordsmanship is mysterious, different people have different sword moves, but I don't know what kind of sword moves this person can comprehend?" The black-robed man was a little curious, he was not curious about the person who understood the sword move, but the sword move itself.

"If there is fate, you will know it in the future. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly.