The will is not moving, the belief is firm, so the pace does not stop.

The heart hides the edge and the meaning of the mang, so the edge and the body are covered with thorns and thorns, so that they can move forward.

The heart is towards the light, and the light is right in front of you.

Chen Zong stepped out, and the suspension bridge behind him was hidden in the darkness.

The light pervaded, swept over the body, and then disappeared again.

It was a little different from what Chen Zong had imagined, it was just a cave the size of a hut in front of him, and the walls around the cave were rough, as if it had been carved out by some force.

And in this small cave mansion, against the cave wall, a figure sat cross-legged.

When he saw that figure, Chen Zong's pupils contracted, and the Heavy Dragon Sword trembled, diffusing an astonishing sharpness and heavy pressure.

After taking a breath, Chen Zongfang relaxed, because the figure had no vitality, not only was it lifeless, but it was also a shriveled appearance, like the bark of a tree that had been withered for ten thousand years.

Mummy!

It was a lifeless, dry corpse.

"Could it be the corpse left by the ancient powerhouse?" Chen Zong thought secretly as he stared at the tattered and rotten corpse with his eyes through the darkness.

After a careful search, except for the dried corpse, there was no other finding, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and immediately, Chen Zong's eyes fell on the finger of the dried corpse.

Maybe there's a lot of good stuff in there.

With a grasp of the void in his left hand, the spiritual power surge was condensed into an invisible rope with ingenious skills, and he quickly lassoed the Na Ring, and then exerted a little force, and with a bang, the Na Ring broke away from the fingers of the dry corpse, and instantly flew into Chen Zong's hands.

Chen Zong's spiritual power wrapped around the Na Ring, and as soon as his spiritual sense moved, he immediately poured into the Na Ring.

"How come?" Chen Zong's expression was shocked.

This dry corpse looks like it has been dead for many years, and it stands to reason that the ring should be an ownerless thing, why can't his spiritual sense enter it, but is blocked by an invisible force.

This is usually the case with the Lord's vows.

"In that case, let's crack it forcibly. Chen Zong said secretly.

Now that Chen Zong's spiritual sense is strong, it has surpassed the ordinary semi-saint level, it is very strong, and he instantly bombarded out to forcibly crack the acceptance ring, and rushed into the acceptance ring, suddenly, a majestic aura permeated and resisted Chen Zong's spiritual consciousness.

Chen Zong's expression changed, and he hurriedly threw out the Na Ring, his right hand clasped the handle of the Heavy Dragon Sword, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he stared at the Na Ring embedded in the cave wall, and a strong force surged in his body, and he was able to burst out in an instant, releasing an astonishingly powerful blow through the Heavy Dragon Sword.

I saw a little light on the ring, which was faint at first, but gradually became intense, and finally it was as bright as the light of the sun, dispelling all the darkness around it.

Chen Zong's eyes condensed, his pupils contracted like needles, staring at that little bit of light, the change came too suddenly, fortunately he didn't feel any crisis.

"Who is it...... Disturb my ......" The ancient, majestic voice sounded, permeating this small cave, this voice seemed to come from ancient times, traveling through endless time and space, with an indescribable sense of the vicissitudes of time.

As the voice sounded, a touch of light and shadow emerged, condensing into a figure in mid-air, which was about the size of a normal person's palm, faintly exuding the charm of antiquity.

"What do you call your seniors?" Chen Zong did not relax his vigilance at all, and asked rhetorically as he spoke.

Chen Zong's voice seemed to have attracted the attention of the little figure, and a pair of eyes stared at him, with an indescribable meaning.

In an instant, Chen Zong felt as if he had fallen into a chaotic time and space, and under the gaze of those eyes, all his secrets seemed to be peeped at.

"I ...... I am ......" The little figure spoke intermittently, as if it had been so long that he had forgotten it, and after a while, he spoke again: "I am ...... King Taiyuan ......"

"Taiyuan King ......" Chen Zong's thinking changed slightly, this person must be a strong person, at least a strong person who has entered the Holy Realm, but he doesn't know what level he has entered the Holy Realm.

After all, there is more than just one level of entering the Holy Realm.

Chen Zong didn't speak, because he didn't know what to say for a while, and the light and shadow who claimed to be the king of Taiyuan didn't speak, as if he was recalling something.

Immediately, Chen Zong only felt a strong thought sweeping through, covering his body, as if it was about to penetrate into his body.

Chen Zong instantly burst out with a strong spiritual sense to resist, but the effect didn't seem to be very good, although his own spiritual sense was strong, but the other party's mind was stronger.

This strength is not reflected in quantity, but in quality.

The spiritual consciousness of the powerhouse who has entered the Holy Realm has already undergone a qualitative transformation.

"Senior, what do you mean? Chen Zong's voice was a little cold.

Being swept away by the other party's mind and wanting to infiltrate is undoubtedly peeping into everything about himself, and this kind of practice is a provocation in the cultivator's world, which is enough to cause life and death to tear apart.

"Your body is very good, your spiritual sense is strong, your qi and blood are vigorous, and your spiritual power is pure, I ...... Very satisfied. The voice of the King of Taiyuan sounded again, without sorrow or joy, vast and majestic.

King Taiyuan's words made Chen Zong's heart tremble unconsciously, and his complexion changed slightly, and a bad feeling gushed out from the deepest part of his heart like a spring.

The black light surged, and the heavy dragon sword broke through the air and slashed out, and the majestic and extremely powerful pitch-black sword light shattered the vacuum and bombarded the small figure.

"Still resist my ......" King Taiyuan sneered, his figure flashed, and he calmly avoided Chen Zong's sword slash, turning into a streamer and rushing towards Chen Zong.

Fast!

The speed of the Taiyuan King was too fast, so fast that it was difficult for Chen Zong to react, and he had already appeared in front of Chen Zong.

For the first time, Chen Zong felt that his body's reaction could not keep up with his consciousness, as if his body had become ossified, and he had no time to withdraw the heavy dragon sword he had slashed out, so he could only barely raise his left hand and point it like a sword, his fingertips glowed with a touch of incomparably fierce brilliance, and one finger pierced the sky like a sharp sword, killing the King of Taiyuan.

"The reaction is fast, the fighting consciousness is superb, I ...... More satisfied......" The sneer came into Chen Zong's ears, and the sword pointed into the air, and King Taiyuan had already calmly avoided this blow.

The heavy dragon sword slashed out, and the incomparably mysterious swordsmanship unfolded, sword by sword continued to kill the king of Taiyuan, and the sword fingers in the left hand cooperated with each other, and there were no dead ends and impenetrable.

It can be said that Chen Zong used the third sword of the kendo realm to the extreme, and he also used the sword circle to the extreme, but he still couldn't help the Taiyuan King at all, as if Chen Zong's every move was under the control of the other party, and even, the rhythm of the battle was gradually grasped by the other party.

Knowing this, Chen Zong was powerless to reverse it, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.

His face was as cold as iron for thousands of years, and Chen Zong's heart continued to breed pressure, which could not be suppressed, but Chen Zong ignored these pressures that continued to grow and grow, and swung his sword wholeheartedly to continuously improve himself.

Pressure!

The pressure that is getting stronger and stronger, the pressure that makes it difficult for Chen Zong to breathe, this deep sense of powerlessness, Chen Zong has not experienced for a long, long time.

I have always fought with others, but others gradually can't bear it under their own swords, and they are dominated by themselves, but now it is the other way around.

Chen Zong can be sure that at this moment, he has already used his swordsmanship to the extreme, every sword is wonderful to the peak, and it has broken the previous limit, even to the point that splashing water does not enter and the wind does not invade, but the Taiyuan King is even more terrifying, not only calmly avoiding every sword and every sword finger of Chen Zong, but also going in and out at will, as if everything has no effect on him.

It felt like the Taiyuan King could walk in the void gap.

Thriller!

Chen Zong was horrified.

Could this be the ability of the ancient powerhouses?

Chen Zong could see that this Taiyuan King was not a complete body, or rather, it should only be a body of consciousness that carried the soul, and compared with the heyday, the strength he possessed was not known to be many times different, and it was this kind of strength that made Chen Zong helpless.

A quarter of an hour!

Chen Zong's sword burst out at the limit for a quarter of an hour, and he was even more tired than fighting for an hour before, but he couldn't help the other party at all.

Strong!

This Taiyuan King was really too strong, and he just kept dodging, which made Chen Zong so helpless and tired.

With such a high-intensity sword, Rao felt his arms numb and sour for a while with Chen Zong's strong physique.

With his indomitable will, he challenged his limits, Chen Zong's sword speed did not slow down in the slightest, and even each sword became more rounded, with a trace of indescribable rhythm.

"Take my blow. At this time, after King Taiyuan avoided Chen Zong's sword, he pointed out at the same time as the voice sounded.

King Taiyuan's body was very small, only the size of Chen Zong's palm, and his fingers were naturally smaller, compared to Chen Zong, it was like the comparison between a mouse and an elephant.

But as King Taiyuan pointed out, Chen Zong's expression was extremely solemn, the world in front of him disappeared, and the King of Taiyuan in front of him also disappeared, only a small finger was constantly enlarging and enlarging, filling the entire eyes and filling the whole world.

That finger is like the pillar of optimus, like the light of the sky, like the finger of gods and demons, vast, majestic, domineering, and shrouded in everything without hiding.

One pointed out that the sky fell apart.

As soon as it is pointed out, the light will always appear.

This finger carried an indescribable power, as if it had triggered the entire world, making Chen Zong have an irresistible thought, and he could not dodge, so he could only wait for death.

But Chen Zong's heart is extremely tenacious, his will is extremely firm, and his beliefs are extremely strong, especially after the suspension bridge, he is further tempered, like a sword embryo.

"Slash!"

With the only thought in his mind, Chen Zongsheng withstood the pressure of this huge force like the collapse of the heavenly pillar and the collapse of the heavenly dome, and slashed out a sword.

This is the slash of the heavy dragon sword, the slash of Chen Zong's body, and the slash of Chen Zong's intention.

The Heavy Dragon Sword seemed to roar out an earth-shattering sound, and the pitch-black sword light bloomed, hanging in the air like a round of black sun, engulfing all light.

But under the other party's light, the black color quickly melted, as if the ice and snow were scorched by the scorching sun, and silently, that finger pointed at the heavy dragon sword.

No sound sounded, but Chen Zong trembled wildly, as if he had been struck by lightning, and a terrifying force continued to blast into Chen Zong's body, wantonly destroying.