Chapter 1364 Habitat on Sword Mountain, Enlighten Sword Abyss. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

If you are really forced into a desperate situation, use the fairy art as it should!

When his thoughts turned, Pei Ling shook his head slightly. The background of the Nine Great Sects is extremely profound, and it must not be underestimated!

He originally thought that as long as his cultivation level reaches the middle stage of the Dao, even if the suzerains of the nine sects use methods like the [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner], none of them will be his opponent.

But in the last battle, Cen Fangwo's [Seal of Lawlessness] really let him see the background of the nine sects!

Under the circumstances at that time, even if his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Dao, the whole battle process would not be any different from the early stage of the Dao!

In addition to these, he fought the sword god this time, Su Lijing, and he should come again!

When the time comes, he can intentionally get injured and lure Su Lijing to take action...

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Habitat on the top of Jianshan Mountain.

Ling Yunjue topped the Big Dipper, standing majestically above the surging sea of ​​clouds.

The wind here is fierce, and the ground, regardless of mud or rock, is covered with a thick layer of ice. The chill is so deep that it seems to freeze everything.

The entire mountaintop was empty, except for a dark flying sword inserted obliquely on a light blue mountain rock.

Both the sword body and the mountain rocks were covered in ice and snow, and a foot-long slug of ice fell down, like ice sculptures, looking ordinary.

The gang wind roared, rolled up countless boulders and roared past, and on the ice and snow, there were traces of sharp blade cutting all over in an instant, dense and shocking.

Only the ice and snow on the sword body was intact and unaffected, as if Gang Feng subconsciously avoided it.

Step, step, step...

The sound of heavy footsteps came, and a blood-stained figure walked up the mountain step by step.

His stature is tall and straight, but right now, there are criss-crossing sword marks all over his body, and countless sword intents are scattered and lingering, spreading rapidly among his limbs and bones.

Looking back at the footprints behind him, every step is covered with blood stains, and the winding road is shocking.

Degree stared intently at the ancestral sword inserted between the bluestones. He is not the suzerain, so to take the sword this time, he must go through the test of Qijian Mountain!

But now, he stepped through the heavy sword formation and reached the top of the mountain, so he already has the qualification to take the sword.

Cheng Dun continued to move forward step by step, blood dripped from the wound on his body quickly, instantly staining the ice and snow under his feet red.

Every drop of blood he dripped contained an incomparably pure sword intent.

Finally, Cheng Dun came to the bank of the bluestone. He tidied up his ragged clothes, knelt down respectfully, and said solemnly: "The great enemy is at hand, Cheng Dun, the unworthy younger generation, please come out to help the ancestor sword!"

Surrounded by snow and wind, Zu Jian didn't respond.

Cheng Dun didn't say any more, just kept kneeling like this.

It was extremely cold on the top of the mountain, and the sword intent of the ancestor sword that had been scattered here for many years scattered into the wind and snow, making the wind that was already cut by a knife even more brutal, constantly tearing his already deep and visible wounds.

Degree's complexion did not change at all, as if those densely packed sword wounds were not on his body at all.

After three full days, Cheng Dun was already so angry that he seemed to fall at any moment, and the sword marks all over his body were pale with excessive blood loss. Hard support.

At this time, an old and plain voice finally sounded in the ancestor sword: "Only this once!"

Cheng Dun raised his head immediately, and said with an extremely firm expression, "Just this time!"

As he spoke, he staggered up and raised his hand to hold the hilt of his sword.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword, all the injuries on his body recovered quickly in the blink of an eye. Cheng Dun pulled out the sword with a little force, put his backhand into the sword case behind him, and then disappeared quickly.

... the southwest corner of Jianzong.

Surrounded by various peaks, the mountains and haze are vast, and the bottom is not visible, but it is an abyss.

The depth of the abyss is unfathomable, and when looking down, there are only majestic clouds and smoke, and sword intent soaring into the sky!

This is the Sword Enlightenment Abyss of the Cold Dark Sword Sect. Apart from the suzerain, the elders, elders, sword sons, and true disciples can all enter to realize the sword.

Cheng Dun's figure appeared above the abyss, and he escaped into it in a flash.

After a while, at the bottom of the abyss, he stepped into the protective circle.

The Supreme Elder who was guarding the place sat in mid-air, and when he saw him, he nodded slightly, but he didn't suspect anything at all, he just said indifferently: "Don't get close to the center of Wujianyuan."

"The elder Huan Yun, who returned not long ago, is now reshaping his physical body there..."

Cheng Dun saluted calmly: "Okay!"

With that said, he strode inward.

The sword intent here is diffuse, almost as real, and within the entire formation, there is a layer of tulle-like clouds lingering, slightly obscuring the vision.

A famous sword cultivator was sitting cross-legged on the ground, standing up and dancing his sword, pacing back and forth, or making gestures... all of them were concentrating on comprehending the meaning of the sword. Take another look at him.

Soon, the figures around Cheng Dun began to dwindle rapidly.

He walked to the center of Enlightenment Sword Abyss without any hesitation. Due to the reminder of the elder who guarded this place, this place is extremely empty at the moment, and there are no monks who comprehend sword intent nearby.

In the haze of smoke and clouds, above the open space, there are five sword shadows of different shapes floating, sinking and floating, and from time to time, there are thunder, lightning and flashes from their swords.

These five sword shadows are as real as they are illusory, without any aura exposed, but they give people a destructive aura.

Under the shadow of one of the swords whose head is like a lotus flower and whose spine is curved, sits a graceful figure sitting cross-legged.

The whole body of the figure was wrapped in an incomparably strong sword intent, and there were countless sword auras lingering and circling, like heavy veils hanging down, unable to see the true face.

Cheng Dun knew in his heart that this was the elder Huan Yun.

Right now, the other party is reshaping his physical body, and it seems that there is still some time before he can completely return to the way, so it will not affect his plan!

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes to look at the majestic, majestic, and magnificent sword shadow in the center, and then played a simple and complicated formula, and quickly grabbed it...

After half a stick of incense, Cheng Dun came out from Wujianyuan. The Supreme Elder who guarded the place didn't notice any problem and let him go.

After leaving Wujianyuan, he quickly escaped from the Cold Dark Sword Sect without any hesitation.

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Lonely peak cliff.

in the cave.

On the jade platform, He Fuqiong's body was covered with frost and snow, and the flying sword was suspended in the air, moving with his long breath.

Just as one person and one sword were concentrating on practicing, a respectful voice suddenly came from outside the cave: "Sect Master, Pei Ling's letter of war has been delivered."

He Fuqiong opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and a letter of war dripping with ink appeared in his hand.

He opened the gauntlet, glanced at it casually, and immediately said: "The time is set in three days."

"It's the same as Pei Ling's first three battles."

"As for the location... wherever he is now, he will start the war there."

On the third and fourth nights.

Last night, there were two more pigeons... It was written that the cervical spine couldn't sit still, so I went to bed for a while, and fell asleep directly.

Feel sorry.

Lie flat and hit.