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Not to mention that this is hotter than ordinary flames, and even has some characteristics in it.

Therefore, An Botian said that he could only increase the chance of success to thirty percent, and the reason was because Jian Chen had to solve the problem of how to introduce the earth's core green fire into An An's body without consciousness.

Originally, Jian Chen already had a guess in his heart after seeing the fire word, so he had been worrying about this problem all the way to the sword mound.

Now, however, it seems...... That's not a problem anymore.

The reason is that in the copper furnace, the figure sitting quietly in the void - Yin Xiukong.

Maybe...... The odds of success can be increased to 90%!

What exercises Yin Xiukong was cultivating, Jian Chen didn't know, but he saw that with Yin Xiukong's breathing momentum, a large amount of distorted heat waves emitted by the green fire in the center of the earth were sucked into his body wave by wave.

Since cultivating such an exercise requires absorbing the power of this earth-centered green fire, does that mean...... Yin Xiukong's internal force can also have the characteristic of being able to isolate the rest of the internal force?

Regarding this, Jian Chen still didn't know, so he could only wait, and he could only wait with anticipation, waiting for Yin Xiukong to wake up from his cultivation state on his own.

Jian Chen believed that this time would not be too long, because out of the corner of his eye, he had already swept to the other side of the copper furnace, where two jars of clear water were placed, as well as a bag of dry food wrapped in a white cloth.

Since he had prepared water and food, the duration of his cultivation each time would not be too long, he walked closer and found that the two jars of clear water had already consumed more than one jar, and he became more and more sure of this conjecture in his heart.

Xu was to prove his idea, when Jian Chen had just moved back from the water altar and walked in front of An An, behind him, in the huge copper furnace, there was a sudden long breath, echoing in the empty and silent burial sword pool.

"Whew-"

Jian Chen turned around suddenly, with surprise on his face, lest he just wake up briefly and turn around to change his true breath, and hurriedly called:

"Repair the sky!"

Quiet!

On the top of the copper furnace, as Jian Chen shouted, the long breath stopped abruptly, and then ......

Qiang――――!

A sword roar stabbed into Jian Chen's ears suddenly, no, not a sound, but ......

The sound of the sound of gold and iron suddenly struck like a raging storm, and around Jian Chen, in the area visible to the naked eye, the countless real silver swords scattered on the ground actually rose at the same time, with the sound of the sword!

Sword Forest!

Countless true silver swords of different shapes flicked up, flying up rapidly, and seeing where they converged, it was the mouth of the furnace that Jian Chen on the top of the copper furnace could not see at the moment.

That is, Yin Xiu's empty place!

Jian Chen's complexion changed, his figure spread, and he was already guarding in front of An An, raising his hand and flicking, and with a bang, the huge celestial pattern silver umbrella suddenly opened at this time.

The body slammed down again, and the palm of his hand slammed down, directly plunging the other end of the Qianfeng short stick that was used as the handle of the umbrella into the ground.

The sky-patterned silver umbrella was very large, and he inserted it down, just enveloping An An's petite body leaning on the ground in the umbrella.

Only then did his body roll, and he stood up, and the Rainbow Sword was already in his hand again, and his face was cautiously paying attention to the movements around.

Wu Yuandao once mentioned to him that the burial sword pool was full of real silver swords that Patriarch Ou Yanye had refined and scrapped thousands of years ago in order to refine the Wind Chasing Sword.

However, there are more than thousands of refined true silver swords, the power of the Wind Chasing Sword Jian Chen knows, far above the Rainbow Sword he is holding at this time, then, even if each of these refined True Silver Swords here only has one-twelfth of the power of the Wind Chasing Sword, such a number of superimposed, it will be unbearable for him!

The lightning stone fire was very long, but it was actually extremely short, and at the moment when he was about to stand up, the unknown number of true silver swords in the four places had all converged on the copper furnace.

Looking up from below, it was as if a layer of silver-white sword clouds suddenly appeared in mid-air, but this cloud was rolling, and countless sharp swords were swaying, and it seemed that they could come through the night at any time!

What kind of martial arts is this?!

Jian Chen's face was shocked, of course he had seen the kung fu of using his strength to resist the sword, and even he could do it himself, but he had never even thought about it when he had raised so many swords at the same time.

This kind of situation is very similar to the scene in the past when Wu Yuandao was performing the last form of the Unified Sword Technique, and what surrounded Wu Yuandao's body was the infinite sword intent that he had perceived.

And now all the sky above the copper furnace is real, and there are sharp silver swords that can hurt the enemy!

"Xiukong, I'm a senior brother!"

Jian Chen shouted again while concentrating on the possible attack, he was afraid that Yin Xiukong would wake up, and when he heard that there was someone in the burial sword pool, he immediately used his skills before he could distinguish it, in that case, this was not a wrongful fight?

Unexpectedly, it was okay if he didn't shout, this voice shouted, and the real silver sword tumbling above the copper furnace became even more violent, and in the middle of the furnace, a thin figure slowly rose out of the furnace.

Yin Xiukong!

The previous Mu Ne was replaced by the coldness of the present, he pulled the milky white silk thread hanging from the top of the cave with one hand, first the head, then the face, and finally, the whole person was displayed in front of Jian Chen.

"Senior Brother......

Yin Xiukong had already woken up, the cold glint in his eyes flashed, shining on Jian Chen's face, and then, he grinned and gave Jian Chen a sneer, and his hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat:

"Hehe, that's ...... Long time no see!"

This voice was extremely ugly, compared to the voice of the Qingshou Ghost King, which was like a rusty saw sawing rotten wood, but it seemed like his throat had been burned by fire.

It's just that Jian Chen can't care about his throat anymore, because, after his last word was finally squeezed out of his throat, the real silver dark cloud above his head suddenly moved.

Brush, brush, brush!

One, two, countless handles!

Above Yin Xiukong's head, countless true silver swords seemed to be ordered dead soldiers, one after another, turning into afterimages, and quickly stabbed in front of Jian Chen.

Qiang!

With a wave of his arm, he blocked a real silver sword, and with the realm of Jian Chen's appearance, a sword was just a sword, and it couldn't cause any shock to him, but after a sword, another sword came.

Qiang, Qiang!

The Rainbow Sword suddenly turned into a sword shadow, and a layer of pure white light curtain was laid in front of Jian Chen's body, and countless true silver swords shot at it, all of which were bounced away one by one, and even the slightest bit of it did not lag behind.

Yin Xiukong looked at this scene indifferently, the sneer was still condensed at the corner of his mouth, his body did not move, and the real silver sword above his head was still stabbing down one after another, and in this moment, the dark cloud condensed with the sword was only a very small part of it.

"This way!"

After receiving no less than a hundred true silver swords, Jian Chen's hand finally felt resistance.

He was afraid that he would not block it carefully, and he would miss one or two swords and harm An An, so he shouted even more, and slowly moved a small step to the side while continuing to slash down the real silver sword.

On the countless True Silver Swords, there was a ...... that he had only felt before Isolated!