"Your cultivation is not enough, and if you come back, you will only be sent to death, go back, stay for the next Jiazi, and the old man will wait for you to break the formation!"

The purple-clothed old man's eyes were cold, and with a flick of his sleeves, the flying swords in the sky regrouped, forming a new sword formation.

Xiao Chen was not lightly injured by Fang Cai's sword qi, and at this time, he immediately sat down cross-legged, exercised his breathing, and took out a hundred flower pill from his sleeve and took it in his mouth, and the injury was slightly reduced.

About four hours later, the sky was getting dark, and the old man in purple was still standing on top of a giant sword, his eyes closed and he didn't move.

With the help of Baihua Dan, Xiao Chen's injuries were almost recovered, and at this time, he slowly stood up, glanced at the old man, and thought to himself that it would not be possible to pass like this, this person was too powerful, and he was not his opponent at all......

Seeing that it was almost dark, and the first day would pass when it was dark, the old man in purple saw that he was still lingering here, refusing to leave, and finally opened his eyes and said coldly: "The old man's sword is just a mercy to his subordinates, if you want to try, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed." ”

Xiao Chen was silent, he believed that what the old man said at the moment was absolutely true, not to mention that he couldn't pass this first test at all, even if he passed, there were still six tests behind, and there were six stronger mysterious masters waiting for him, but I was afraid that ten lives would not be enough.

The sky is getting darker, and there is a hint of coldness in the air, and today, Xiao Chen finally realized what it means to be desperate, but in his heart, he is still unwilling, the test of this sevenfold mountain is so difficult, this big demon is clearly playing tricks on him!

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen's heart became more and more unsettled, and he turned around and shouted to the sky: "Twelve-fingered heart demon!

After shouting for a long time, the voice of the twelve-fingered demon came from the sky: "I have already said that if you can pass through the Seven Peaks within three days, you will be able to leave at that time." ”

"Within three days...... How do you let me through!"

Xiao Chen felt even more uneasy in his heart, if it was just similar to his strength, even if it was a little higher than his strength, it didn't matter, but the test of this sevenfold mountain was all god-level masters, and there were even three god-transforming peaks waiting behind, he didn't have any hope at all!

Even if you run the Three-Yuan Heart Burning Technique, even if you run the fragment of the Heavenly Book to the extreme, even if you enter the demon today, you can't have half a chance!

"The reason why you can't defeat them now is because your strength is not enough, if

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One day, your strength will increase, and then you will find that the strong that you were invincible in the past is no longer to speak of...... This is the way of the strong, you might as well wait for a Jiazi, and then try to challenge. ”

The voice of the twelve-fingered demon came from the sky again, although it was cold, but it seemed to have a lot of truth.

How could Xiao Chen not understand this truth, but now that he wants to go back to save Weiyang, how can he wait for sixty years? Once sixty years have passed, the outside has already turned the world upside down, not to mention the flower leaf evergreen seed in his body, how can he last for sixty years? Even if he can survive, when he goes back, unless he has the means to reverse time and space, Weiyang will never wake up again.

"I, that's all I say, if I want to leave, I can only rely on your own strength, as for the death qi in your body, here, you don't have to worry about it at all. ”

The last time the words of the twelve-fingered heart demon came from the sky, there was no more sound, no matter how Xiao Chen shouted, there was no response.

"Go back, young man. ”

At this moment, the purple-clothed old man behind him spoke again: "What the master said is true, one day, your strength is above me, to break the old man's sword formation, it will be effortless at that time, after a jiazi, the old man is waiting for you." ”

"A Jiazi ......"

Xiao Chen smiled weakly, a Jiazi, how could it be possible to ask him to wait for another Jiazi!

......

Three days later, the entire mountain top seemed to have set off a raging wave, the sword qi surged, and everything around it was smashed by the sword qi in the sky.

"Zheng!"

With a loud sound, the sword in Xiao Chen's hand finally broke, and he was shocked by the sword aura of the purple-clothed old man, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably and fell to the ground, almost covered in blood.

The old man in purple shook his head, and at this time, there was no coldness in his eyes as he did three days ago, but a trace of regret: "Three days have passed, and the Seven Mountains are about to disappear, you go back, and come back after a Jiazi......"

"Wait!"

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and wanted to rush forward, but after all, he was powerless and fell to the ground, and the entire mountain disappeared, even the six peaks behind him also disappeared, and he returned to the place before.

Looking at the empty ground in front of him, Xiao Chen clenched his fingers tightly, and in the palm of his hand, blood kept dripping out.

"One Jiazi later, seven

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The heavy mountain will appear again, and you will have a time to make your cultivation a god. ”

At this moment, the voice of the twelve-fingered heart demon came from the sky, and then, I saw that a layer of forbidden enchantment suddenly shrouded in a radius of ten miles, imprisoning Xiao Chen inside.

"Wait......"

Xiao Chen was suddenly startled, and flew out in an instant, but after all, he was still blocked by the forbidden enchantment, and it was impossible for him to break through the forbidden enchantment set by the Twelve-Fingered Heart Demon.

"What the hell are you going to do! After a Jiazi, she's dead!"

Xiao Chen looked up at the sky, clenched his fingers tightly, and said in a deep voice: "I want to go back to save people, and when I go back to save people, I will come back through your ghost sevenfold mountain!"

"No, I can't. ”

The voice of the twelve-fingered demon came from the sky again, and then there was no sound, and in the next few days, Xiao Chen made trouble or rushed to the enchantment, but it was useless, the twelve-fingered demon set up an enchantment here, and he ignored him, or fell into a deep sleep.

In the next half month, there was no movement of the twelve-fingered heart demon outside, Xiao Chen secretly said that it was not good, I am afraid that this demon fell into a deep sleep again, and if this deep sleep continues, who knows if it will be a hundred years or a thousand years?

I really can't get out this time, Weiyang...... What should I do about Weiyang? Master...... It's okay for Master to be alone in Zixiao Peak......

A few months passed slowly, and during this time, at the beginning, Xiao Chen was still a little restless, but in the end, when he found that it was impossible to break through the forbidden enchantment no matter what, he slowly calmed down and began to try to meditate and cultivate.

He found that in this forbidden enchantment, he could no longer feel hunger, but he could not feel a trace of heaven and earth aura, and at the same time, the flowers and leaves in his body were as if they were still, and everything became very peaceful, which was the tranquility he had never felt outside, as if he was the only one in this world.

Then, a year passed, two years passed, and three years passed......

In the first two years, Xiao Chen was still a little difficult to calm down, and it was difficult to be unhindered, but by the tenth year, he was able to slowly calm down, slowly accept the reality, and slowly achieve nothing in his heart.

The people in his mind, whether it was a butterfly, a thunderbolt of purple lightning, or a boneless, had begun to fade from his memory.

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