Kowloon God Emperor

The art of wielding a sword is the method of controlling the sword with the power of the mind.

Su Chen thought that the reason why Jun Ziling was able to obtain the sword-wielding inheritance in the secret realm of Wolong Mountain was because she had mastered the art of controlling the sword, and the art of controlling the sword was the key to unlocking the inheritance.

In this case, if one wants to pull out this ancient sword, it probably cannot be done by hand, but by controlling the sword with mental power!

Su Chen's mind moved, and he immediately used the sword-controlling technique. A bright light bloomed between his eyebrows, and his martial arts spirit surged out, transforming into a huge mental hand that grasped the ancient sword.

Zheng!

The ancient sword hummed and vibrated, emitting an earth-shaking dragon roar, causing the void in all directions to tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, the rust on the ancient sword continued to fall off, and a dazzling light burst out, and a dazzling divine sword appeared in front of Su Chen.

Whoosh!

The ancient sword vibrated and then turned into a dazzling stream of light, instantly flying in front of Su Chen, looking ancient and mysterious.

The bronze door in front of him also slowly opened!

boom!

From the bronze door, an ancient and terrifying sword intent gushed out, raging like a vast ocean, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

Su Chen's gaze was extremely solemn. He could feel that this was definitely the sword intent left behind by an extraordinary sword saint, otherwise it would not be so endless.

Although Jun Ziling and Zhao Xu tried their best to fight back, their faces were extremely pale at this moment.

hum!

The ancient sword in front of Su Chen hummed and vibrated, and the sword intent burst out. Suddenly, the terrifying sword intent, like a hundred rivers returning to their current, instantly poured into the ancient sword before it returned to calm.

At this moment, Su Chen also saw the two words on the ancient sword.

King!

"This is actually the King's Sword?!"

Su Chen's heart trembled slightly, and a look of great surprise appeared in his eyes.

He subconsciously glanced at Jun Ziling.

In his previous life, Jun Ziling inherited the supreme sword art from the secret realm of Wolong Mountain. Later, he became the Sword Emperor and dominated the world. The peerless magic weapon in his hand was the Jun Lin Sword!

The Junlin Sword shines brilliantly in Jun Ziling's hands, even surpassing countless powerful imperial weapons and becoming a true artifact!

And now, the Junlin Sword fell into Su Chen's hands.

The moment Su Chen performed the sword-controlling technique, he had already left his mark on the Junlin Sword, and he became the true master of the Junlin Sword!

This is a divine sword that could be promoted to a divine weapon in the future!

"Controlling the sword with the power of God? Su Chen, there is such a strong aura of sword here, could it be that there is a sword tradition passed down by a powerful person? Let's go in and take a look!"

Jun Ziling didn't think too much about it. She looked at the open bronze door in front of her, her eyes full of eagerness to try.

"Let's go!"

Su Chen nodded.

Together, he and Jun Ziling stepped into the bronze door.

Zhao Xu's eyes changed and he felt relieved. He knew that Su Chen had spared his life and he could have left.

But looking at the bronze door in front of him, he felt somewhat unwilling, and finally he gritted his teeth and walked in.

Inside the bronze door is an ancient underground palace.

It seemed as if no one had been here for countless years, and it exuded an air of decay and oldness.

However, Su Chen and Jun Ziling sensed a hint of danger.

In front of them was an ancient altar.

On the altar, sitting cross-legged was a young man wearing a purple and gold robe, with a cold and arrogant face, eyes as sharp as lightning, and holding a scabbard in his hand.

However, his forehead was pierced by a black arrow, and it was obvious that he had already died.

"The body of the Holy Spirit, immortal for a thousand years, is indeed a Martial Saint!"

Su Chen spoke slowly.

The young man in front of him looked lifelike, but there was no breath of life at all. There was a hole in the middle of his eyebrows. It was obvious that his martial arts spirit was also wiped out, leaving only a shell.

However, that powerful pressure from the Holy Way still made Su Chen, Jun Ziling and Zhao Xu feel a strong pressure.

However, Su Chen subconsciously thought that the Martial Saint in front of him might not be the Flame Dragon Martial Saint.

"In this secret realm of Wolong Mountain, besides the Flame Dragon Martial Saint, there is actually another Martial Saint?"

Su Chen's heart was shaken.

He originally thought that Jun Ziling had inherited the sword arts from the Flame Dragon Martial Saint, but now it seems that he was wrong.

There are actually two Martial Saints in this secret realm!

"That's... the inheritance stone?!"

At this moment, Zhao Xu exclaimed, his eyes filled with great excitement and excitement.

Following his gaze, Su Chen and Jun Ziling both saw that there were two items placed in front of the body of the Martial Saint.

An ink-black stone, covered with strange patterns, like a heart.

A page of rusty black iron.

Zhao Xu's eyes were fixed on the stone at this moment, filled with passion.

That is the inheritance stone left by the powerful Martial Saint!

However, when Su Chen's eyes swept across the black stone, he was attracted by the rusty black iron sheet.

"Could it be that..."

Su Chen's heart moved, and his eyes instantly became sharp and bright.

Cloud seal heavenly book!

Four words emerged in his mind.