Chapter 818

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Chapter 818

Chu Xingyun sat in the void, his eyes closed, his body was like an ancient tree, he didn't make the slightest sound, he was motionless, in the vast sword mound, one after another sword chanting sounded, and the swords passed by, and he couldn't disturb it at all mind.

In such an environment, time seemed to have no concept, and three full days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Chu Xingyun was still sitting cross-legged in the void, and the Holy Code of Thousand Swords was suspended in front of him, with shimmering light and strong breath, but reflected on his body, it disappeared instantly, as if entering a vortex, and then disappeared. .

"One sword is ten thousand swords; one thought is ten thousand thoughts."

Chu Xingyun spit out a word sound, his eyes opened suddenly, and a chaotic light flashed in his pupils: "It turns out that this is the essence of the way of thousands of swords, thousands of swords are originally one, and they should be integrated .”

Ming Wu's voice kept coming out of his mouth, and the chaotic light in Chu Xingyun's eyes became thicker and thicker, and his body also moved.

Hum!

A light of martial spirit bloomed, hovering in Chu Xingyun's hands, and instantly condensed into a sword, the sword of martial spirit.

As soon as he raised his hand, his heart moved, and the sword came out. The edge of the sword whizzed across the void. It seemed ordinary, but each strand of sword energy exuded a completely different breath.

A sword pierced out, like a thousand swords piercing through the air!

However, when the sword reached mid-air, it stopped abruptly, and Chu Xingyun's movements also stopped, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he said loudly: "In comparison, Chaos is not only a sword, but also a thousand swords. No rules, no restrictions!"

Chu Xingyun's body moved again, and he swung his sword again. The sword edge was still mysterious, and one sword was like ten thousand swords, but with the stabbing of the sword edge, his martial spirit sword became more and more pure, as if entering Reached the realm of returning to nature.

"cut!"

Without warning, Chu Xingyun's voice became high-pitched, and he saw the Wuling sword in his hand suddenly raised, and thousands of swords soared into the sky, full of sharp aura, and finally, the sword aura condensed together, Turning into a storm, the breath of chaos bloomed, and it swept away, as if to turn the world upside down.

This sword seems slow but fast, like one sword, or like thousands of swords, chaotic and disorderly, ghosts and gods are unpredictable, when you feel its existence, the sword has turned into a storm, sweeping the whole world.

There was a rumbling sound, and a 100-meter sword storm appeared in the void, whistling away, everything in front could not escape the chaotic sword light, was enveloped in it, and was ruthlessly destroyed.

Not far away, the Holy Tome of Ten Thousand Swords was still floating there, but the difference was that the shimmering light shrouded it suddenly became stronger at this moment, as if he also felt the horror of this chaotic sword violence, and resisted desperately.

And in the distance, thousands of swords soared into the sky, they turned into real dragons with swords, hovering in the air, roaring up to the sky, in the howling sound, all were in awe, as if welcoming the arrival of a king.

"Everything is orderly and chaotic and disorderly, but everything that exists in the world changes from disorder to order, and then from order to disorder. This is chaos!" Chu Xingyun seemed to have touched some kind of mystery According to the rules, the chaotic sword light in the eyes flourished until it covered the entire pair of eyes.

boom!

A terrible sound erupted in the void, and the sword mountain standing in the center of the sword mound exploded. Thousands of swords turned into streams of light and scattered all over the space. Every sword sank deep into the ground until it could not be seen.

"What a terrible power." Chu Xingyun looked at this scene and was shocked in his heart. The sword he just had was driven by the sword of Wuling, and the power was so terrifying. If he used the black hole epee to display it, the power It will be strengthened several times.

After all, the existence of black holes is chaos!

Chu Xingyun took back the sword of Wuling, and the gray and black sword light that filled his body dissipated, but even so, the abnormal movement in the sword mound did not dissipate, and there were nine real dragons with sword energy hovering in the void With that, he uttered the sword chanting of shaking the sky, and did not dare to approach Chu Xingyun at all, the picture was very horrifying.

"Using the Holy Code of Ten Thousand Swords as a reference, it is really feasible. In just three days, I realized the meaning of chaos, and officially stepped into the chaos of swordsmanship." Chu Xingyun recalled the sword just now, and there was joy in his body. The meaning spreads straight out.

At this time, he stepped forward again, approaching the Wanjian Shengdian, without stopping.

Three days ago, when Chu Xingyun was close to the Holy Code of Thousand Swords, he didn't dare to be careless at all. He felt that the Way of Thousand Swords was too grand and powerful, and he would get lost in it at any time and couldn't extricate himself.

But at this moment, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could have the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Tome in his pocket, but when he looked at the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Tome, he was very calm, without joy or worry.

This shows that Chu Xingyun has realized the essence of Chaos Sword Dao, even in the face of the Dao of Ten Thousand Swords, he can stick to his heart and not be shaken by it.

Even, in the depths of his heart, there was a feeling of swallowing the world, the holy code of ten thousand swords was just a foil!

"One sword transforms chaos and disturbs the void of heaven and earth. Then this sword is called the sky-shaking style." Chu Xingyun let out a bold laugh, and did not stay here any longer. With a step, he left the sword mound.

When he walked out of the sword mound, a ray of warm sunlight fell down, while covering his body, it also reflected on his handsome face. It was warm and felt particularly comfortable.

Chu Xingyun swept his figure and came to the top of Wanjian Mountain.

Looking far away, the entire Wanjian Pavilion is in sight. At this time, the bloody and decaying atmosphere permeating all parts of Wanjian Mountain has long since disappeared, and brand-new palaces have sprung up all over the mountain range, revealing a breath of blood. Intense thick vitality.

In Wanjiange Pavilion, countless figures ran up and down, either cultivating, communicating, or repairing the ruins. Almost every blink of an eye, you can feel the changes in Wanjiange Pavilion.

"It seems that everything is going well." Chu Xingyun nodded in satisfaction while secretly thinking in his heart.

Before he entered the Sword Tomb, he had told Mo Wanggong to preside over the renovation of Wanjiange.

It should be known that when Qi Tianfeng encountered a catastrophe and was turned into ruins overnight, all the repairs were under the control of Mo Wanggong. Now he is in charge of this matter, of course he is familiar with it.

Regardless of the thousands of disciples, the eighteen nine-yang puppets controlled by Mo Wanggong are not only powerful and fast, but also tireless, working day and night with amazing efficiency.

If it continues at this rate, Wanjiange will no longer be in decline within ten days.

"Young Master!" At this moment, a deep voice sounded from the side.

Chu Xingyun looked back, and it was Chu Hu who came.

I saw him with a simple and honest smile on his face, and hurried over from not far away. As soon as he landed, Chu Xingyun raised his eyebrows, and his voice joked: "Why, you still call me the young master now?"

Chu Hu was taken aback, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said with a naive smile, "I'm used to it, I haven't changed it for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately raised his head, flipped his right hand, and took out two gleaming silver storage rings, his tone became serious, and said: "Master, I have already sorted out the resources of the two sects." , these two storage rings, one represents Wan Jiange, and the other represents Ancient Star Sect."

With that said, Chu Hu handed the two storage rings to Chu Xingyun. From the beginning to the end, he looked at the two storage rings with calm eyes, without any greed at all.

In the bloody battle between Wanjiange and Xingchen Ancient Sect, hundreds of thousands of people died, and each of them possessed a lot of cultivation resources, which almost brought together the background of the two sects.

Therefore, Chu Xingyun asked Chu Hu to collect these details, summarize them, and finally hand them over to him.

"Although I have already searched for two foundations, these cultivation resources cannot be ignored. Now, all the cultivation resources belong to me, and it is time to continue to refine the Black Hole Sword Slave." Chu Xingyun rubbed the two storage items in his hand As for the ring, while thinking about it, I also parted my mind and carefully counted the resources inside.

Buzz buzz!

After Chu Xingyun counted the cultivation resources of Star Ancient Sect, his mind was swept away. Just as he was about to count the cultivation resources of Wanjiange, a strong sense of resonance came out, like waves of waves, hitting his body.

To be precise, the attack of this resonance is not Chu Xingyun's body, but the Vientiane gauntlet on his right arm!

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