Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Chu Zhaoliu's natal sword looks very ordinary, according to Gu Junyi's statement, it doesn't quite fit his flirtatious temperament.

There is not even a sword name engraved on the sword, unlike Yixia Sword or Minghong Sword, when the sword lights up, the identity of the sword owner is also revealed.

This sword was forged by Chu Zhaoliu after his alchemy was formed, and his father invited a famous craftsman to forge it. At that time, he hadn't thought of a name yet. When he was ready to think of a name, he couldn't hold the sword for a long time.

When he arrived at Fuyue Mountain, he mastered the Chu family's swordsmanship and Fuyue swordsmanship, and revealed this sword again, and his brothers and sisters called "your nameless sword" and "your nameless sword" all day long.

This sword has been with Chu Zhaoliu for a while, and has developed some spiritual wisdom. Unfortunately, he is mentally retarded. Listening to it, he thought his name was Wuming. Later, Chu Zhaoliu carefully selected a few names and wanted to engrave them on it. , were ruthlessly rejected.

You can't write "Anonymous" on it.

But Jian himself refused to use another name.

Chu Zhaoliu is a person who cherishes the sword, he was reluctant to melt the sword and recast it, so he had to compromise in the end.

In the eyes of those who know Chu Zhaoliu well, this should be the same sword as Ming Hong, which is famous all over the world with its master.

An overwhelming coercion pressed down heavily, suppressing the aura of the ancient demon king. All the monks who were suppressed and couldn't move suddenly took a breath. However, they noticed the coercion before they could breathe out. Who uploaded it from.

That is... Chu Zhaoliu.

A genius who fell into the clouds, was ridiculed for a hundred years of waste.

The most frightening thing was not that this coercion came from Chu Zhaoliu.

The scary thing is that the coercion is still rising.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't even need to use his spiritual power specially, the wind-like spiritual power filled his body, and with every step he took, the huge spiritual pressure pressed down on the newly awakened ancient demon king like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Even Que Xinluo and Gu Junyi, who were getting farther and farther away from the shrine, were so shocked by this spiritual pressure that they couldn't help turning their heads to look, and when they sensed the familiar spiritual power, Gu Junyi wiped the blood on his face , raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Hey, little junior brother, finally got serious."

Que Xinluo's face was extremely ugly, staring in the direction of the shrine from a distance.

Chu Zhaoliu's face was pale and weak, he looked sick and dying, his spiritual power was low, and his spiritual veins were empty, he didn't care about it at all, unexpectedly... No wonder the man told him to be careful .

For a moment of loss of consciousness, the sharp rays of the sun hit, Gu Junyi was seriously injured, but his sword intent became stronger and stronger: "Old ghost, where are you looking!"

"It feels so good."

Chu Zhaoliu slowly walked up to the awakened ancient demon king, curled his fingers, felt the full spiritual power, and breathed out comfortably.

Yan Zhuchen is worthy of being Yao Wang's proud disciple.

Xiaoyao Wang expended rare medicinal materials to specially refine the pills to protect the spirit veins, and it was really effective. The spirit veins no longer twitched and ached due to excessive spiritual power, but instead had a warm feeling of being nourished by spiritual power.

"It's like being reborn."

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes were like peach petals, and the corners of his eyes were slightly curved. He looked good-looking and harmless, and looked up at the three snake heads that suddenly trembled: "You must have the same mood as me when you were reborn, right? "

The three snake heads couldn't understand what he was talking about, felt too terrible threat, hissed out the snake letter, their pupils stood up, thinking about how to swallow the person in front of them in one gulp.

The protection time of the elixir is limited, as much as a stick of incense, as little as a cup of tea, Chu Zhaoliu enjoyed the feeling of using spiritual power normally for a while, and casually lifted the sword.

The unnamed sword that had been dusting for a long time came out rarely, and the excitement was overwhelming.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Accompanied by these words, in an instant he broke free from the binding law here, and leaped forward, the sword was as light as the wind, but also as unstoppable as the wind, overwhelming, the demon king who had just woken up was locked by the spirit power, and there was nowhere to go However, he opened his mouth angrily and bit him fiercely, but it was futile.

After bumping into the destructive force of the sword, there was a "bang", and three snake heads rolled to the ground, green blood splashed out, splashing down like heavy rain.

The huge body of the demon king fell to the ground with a bang, and just after waking up, he fell into eternal sleep again, so fast that everyone felt as if they were in a dream.

Everyone didn't know whether they were awake or drunk for a moment, they looked up at the thin figure blankly: "..."

Didn't it mean that Chu Zhaoliu is a beauty in a vase who is dying at the end of his life?

The promised spirit veins are exhausted, so it's impossible to form a pill? !

It was also by jumping up that Chu Zhaoliu realized that there was something wrong in the big pit under the demon king.

I saw that the deep pit was filled with dense and complicated spells, filled with hundreds of chess formations, and the blood of the demon king was poured down, filling every complicated pattern, successfully activating the hidden big formation underneath. .

... not good.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced at it, and his heart suddenly sank.

He was also counted.

The entire secret realm was rumbling and vibrating, the sky became more gloomy, thunderstorms were faint, the mountains in the distance were falling silently, the lakes farther away were boiling and filling, the dense forest was rising heavily, and the ancient evil spirits sleeping in the secret realm woke up in panic... ...like a scene of annihilation.

A huge crack suddenly appeared under Chen Manling's feet, and it split into a deep valley in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, Luo Duchun reacted very quickly, and Bai Ling stretched out, wrapped her up and pulled her over. Looking at Chu Zhaoliu floating in mid-air, he was startled: "Senior Chu, what happened?"

I am afraid that there are still several connected formations in various parts of this secret realm, just waiting for the activation of this core formation, and it will be useless to try to destroy it now.

Chu Zhaoliu withdrew his gaze, glanced at the panic-stricken people with different expressions nearby, and said calmly: "The secret realm is about to collapse, run away as fast as you can."

Everyone was calculated, including the stupid Demon King Lian Chi, and the pretentious Que Xin Luo.

Lian Chi has been hiding for many years, and he is willing to listen to the orders of the black-robed man to join forces with Que Xinluo, in order to attract human masters and wipe them out, so that the hiding monsters will have a chance to make a comeback.

Que Xinluo is probably related to that black-robed man. Since that man has eyes and hands, I am afraid that Que Xinluo's success in getting out of the customs is thanks to him.

However, the purpose of the man in black is not that simple at all.

His purpose is to sacrifice the ancient demon king to activate the formation, and take away this secret realm and everyone who entered the secret realm. The main targets are probably him and Xie Ming.

The man in black calculated that he would deal with this ancient demon king, and perhaps he guessed that he was too strong after unsealing, and he would not even let this ancient demon king move, so he could kill it lightly, without noticing that the demon king The sacrificial formation under the king.

That man's understanding of Chu Zhaoliu was so deep that he himself found it unbelievable.

The image of annihilation was overturned layer by layer, and the monks didn't have time to shock the power of Chu Zhaoliu's sword, they were stunned for a while, and they showed their magical powers without hesitation, and rushed towards the entrance of the secret realm.

Chu Zhaoliu could feel that the effect of the medicine was disappearing. He hadn't been able to use such abundant spiritual power so recklessly for a long time, and he confiscated it for a while. Some used too much force, and the effect of the medicine was consumed too quickly.

Before leaving, Yan Zhuchen had specially warned that the effects of the medicine could not be superimposed, even if he tried to eat all three of them at once, it would be useless. He exhaled lightly, and fled towards Gu Junyi and Que Xinluo like a streamer. battlefield.

The secret realm is collapsing, and the battle between the two has entered a fierce stage.

Judging from the degree of injury, Gu Junyi seemed to fall down at any moment.

But Que Xinluo just couldn't kill him.

Sensing Chu Zhaoliu's appearance, the two separated awkwardly, Que Xinluo cast a vigilant look, but Gu Junyi just smiled: "Junior Brother, don't interfere, this is my business."

He wrote lightly: "You go first, I will follow."

To Chu Zhaoliu, Gu Junyi is not only a friendship between teachers and students, but also a best friend and one of the most important relatives.

But because of too deep feelings and too much understanding, even though he knew that this was a very risky matter, Chu Zhaoliu knew very well that he could not and should not stop Gu Junyi from making his own decision.

Chu Zhaoliu paused for a moment, clenched the Wuming Sword tightly, and nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll wait for you at the exit."

After finishing speaking, he did not hesitate at all, turned around and left decisively, and returned to the vicinity of the shrine. Seeing the two little girls waiting anxiously, he silently estimated how long the medicine would last, put his sword into its sheath, and walked over to stop her. Picking up Xie Ming, he smiled at the two little girls: "Thank you, as a thank you, I will take the two of you for a ride."

The two of them opened their eyes wide, and before they could react, they felt a gust of wind supporting them, and they were heading towards the exit of the secret realm like lightning!

Seeing this, the others quickly followed him.

The intermingling of space in the secret realm became more and more frequent during the collapse. One moment it was near the shrine, and the next moment it was transmitted to a high mountain. The thousand-foot mountain collapsed, and a huge shadow shrouded it. There was nowhere to escape. Chen Manling couldn't help but scream. He yelled, but saw Chu Zhaoliu freed a hand, supported Xie Ming's hand with one hand, and slashed with a sword.

The clouds open and the moon shines.

The crowd dispersed suddenly, Gu Junyi shook his pierced right hand and switched to holding the sword with his left hand.

Que Xinluo's current strength is almost equal to that of Chu Zhaoliu after he was unblocked. The medicine Chu Zhaoliu takes is limited in efficacy. If he fights with Que Xinluo, it will only be Chu Zhaoliu who will suffer. time.

Now that the junior brother has left, he can participate in this deadly battle with more peace of mind.

Que Xinluo squinted her eyes: "Gu Junyi, you are considered a qualified opponent. Unfortunately, that's all."

However, Gu Junyi ignored him, the horizontal sword was in front of him, and his blood-stained right hand lightly brushed against Yixia's sword, with a gentle and nostalgic voice: "Yixia, I'm afraid I'm going to hurt you again today, stay with me." Let's fight again."

Perhaps it was an illusion, but when his fingers touched the cold sword, he actually seemed to hear the sword spirit's response, as if he had written the word "good" stroke by stroke.

It was the same as the countless tacit battles between them.

To the sword owner, the psychic sword is the most surprising thing.

Gu Junyi smiled slightly, ignoring the twisted and frantic torrents and landslides around him, and rushed away with the fusion of human and sword!

With a sound of "clang", Que Xinluo blocked it with his spear again, but this time the sword's momentum rose again, with great strength, Que Xinluo snorted, and was knocked back several feet by the sword, with a stern look in his eyes , Sweeping and splitting, the tip of the spear pierced through the void and pierced directly on the Yixia sword.

The tip of the Liuyan spear was broken.

However, several cracks appeared on Yixia's sword.

Gu Junyi pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and instead of holding the sword in his left hand, his speed not only did not slow down, but became faster.

After the tip of the spear was broken, Que Xinluo decisively threw away the glazed flame gun, and turned his hands into ghost claws. However, after the crack appeared on Yixia, it seemed sharper than before. He caught the sword with ghost claws, and immediately saw blood !

Que Xinluo was startled and angry: "How is that possible!"

His magic skills are perfect and flawless, even Chu Zhaoliu, who has just suddenly burst into spiritual power, can't do it in a short time if he wants to break his magic skills.

But it's not impossible, that is... the same origin.

Que Xinluo's magic skills were created by himself by combining countless magic skills. In this world, his three unlucky apprentices have the same origin as him.

But all three died.

unless……

Que Xinluo had lived for thousands of years, and she had a profound knowledge, so she realized it instantly, turned her head suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the Yixia sword like lightning, and she showed a serious expression: "Little beast, so you are hiding in this kind of place. "

The knot that was planted was like becoming a demon, and Gu Junyi's heart suddenly twitched.

Que Xinluo sneered: "My deity said that I couldn't find your soul, and it really didn't take much effort to get it today!"

After the ordinary Yixia sword was folded 70 years ago, it suddenly had a sword spirit.

After that, he searched thousands of rivers and mountains, but he never found the flute player in the apricot blossom forest beside the Ling River.

Gu Junyi's wrist, which was always holding the sword steadily, suddenly trembled.

At that moment, it was hard for him to tell what kind of mood he was in. He wasn't surprised, sad, or worried, but his heart seemed to be rolling a few times on the debris all over the floor, staring blankly at the cracked Yixia sword, his voice hoarse, He opened his mouth almost cautiously: "...is that you?"

The author has something to say:

It’s not that Sect Master Xie and senior brother are weak~ Zhaozhao’s spiritual power is like water blocked by a dam, rising higher and higher, and the moment the dam disappears, the stored water rushes out~~~~ flood discharge style, The power is quite terrifying.