Chapter 31 Sword Emperor Comes East (1)

Shen Guyuan, together with the Xuanyuan Realm and the Shangyuan Realm, also divided the Xuanyuan Realm and the Shangyuan Realm into two parties.

East and West!

The Xuanyuan Realm is located to the east of Shen Guyuan, and the Shangyuan Realm is located to the west of Shen Guyuan. Chen Zong came from the east, crossed Shen Guyuan, and went west.

Crossing Shenguyuan, although he encountered many dangers, they were resolved in the end, and he did not suffer any trauma. Even Tianfeng Wuxiang made a breakthrough under the pressure of the final life-and-death crisis and was promoted to Dacheng .

With a big success, Chen Zong's speed increased a lot, thus avoiding the giant claws falling from the sky, and successfully crossed Shen Guyuan, and stepped into the boundary of Shangyuan Realm, Wanchai Mountain at the junction with Shen Guyuan.

When Chen Zong's figure crossed Shen Guyuan and entered Wanchi Mountain, after a slight pause for the giant claw that hit him in the air, he seemed to be hesitating whether to cross the boundary to chase him down, but he seemed to be afraid of something, so he immediately retracted it.

Otherwise, if the giant claws were still chasing after him, Chen Zong would not have much confidence in resisting it.

After all, the power emanating from that giant claw was too powerful, which made him extremely afraid.

Stepping into Ten Thousand Cracks Mountain, Chen Zong felt light all over his body, and the feeling of being pulled by the force disappeared immediately. Here, he could fly in the air again.

When the wind of the sky was unleashed, Chen Zong felt his body, as if turning into a piece of wind, trying to blend into the sky and the earth.

Wind... has always been colorless, formless, and formless. Tianfeng Shenfa, a sub-supernatural-level movement technique, fully excavates, interprets, and deduces the essence of wind.

Roaming above Wanchai Mountain, Chen Zong felt as if he had turned into a ray of wind, passing by quickly, extremely light and agile, as if he was unrestrained, and there was nothing between heaven and earth that could hinder him.

wonderful!

It's a very wonderful feeling, this is Tianfeng Wuxiang who has reached the realm of Dacheng.

Suddenly, a trace of intense heart palpitations and a sense of crisis seemed to emerge from the deepest part of his heart, causing Chen Zong to stop immediately. In front of him, a trace of pitch-black lightning-like twists and turns tore apart, from top to bottom, as if tearing apart the void in front of Chen Zong's eyes. Torn, but without a sound.

Space Rift!

Chen Zong's expression couldn't help changing drastically, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Although such a space crack appeared silently, although it looked very small, like a strand of hair, Chen Zong had no doubt that if he didn't stop in time but rushed over, his tyrannical physique would probably be too weak. It's hard to resist.

Even if it is not directly torn, it will definitely be traumatized.

Danger!

According to what Chen Zong knew before his departure, the name of this mountain was not chosen randomly, but because space cracks may appear in this mountain anytime and anywhere.

Space cracks are just the first feature, and the second feature is cracks.

Looking down, Chen Zong could see several huge cracks running across the east, west, north, south, and criss-crossing, as if torn apart by huge space cracks, emitting an astonishing chill.

These cracks in the mountains were left by the great war in the ancient times. Chen Zong from a distance could feel a trace of sharp aura, as bright as a knife or a sword.

It seems that these cracks in the mountain were left by the swords in the hands of the most powerful kendo masters in ancient times, and there are still amazing sword intent and sword intent left in them.

Only the willpower carried in the attacks of the most powerful can survive for a long time. From ancient times to the present, it has only been weakened, but it has not disappeared.

Sensing the fluctuation of the sharp breath, Chen Zong's heart suddenly moved slightly.

I am a sword cultivator, the sharp aura in the cracks in the mountains may be useful to me, and I can comprehend it.

Although the purpose of this trip is to go to the Taixuan Realm, to settle the grievances of the ancient Shura King, and to repay the kindness of his inheritance, it does not mean that Chen Zong has to give up everything on the way.

Shen Guyuan, the reason why Chen Zong wanted to get through as soon as possible,

It's because there are crises everywhere in Shen Guyuan, but there are no benefits, even if there are, there are very few, so I don't need to waste time looking for them.

The rewards and risks may not be proportional.

But Ten Thousand Cracks Mountain is different, maybe it is worth staying for a while.

To settle the grievances and grievances of the ancient Shura King, one must have a strong strength. Although he is not weak now, if he can become stronger, Chen Zong must seize the corresponding opportunity.

The hair-like space crack disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the aura that made Chen Zong palpitate also disappeared, but Chen Zong did not dare to relax his vigilance.

The domain of the heart spreads out, completely covering a radius of one kilometer, and the wind of the sky is unleashed, and the body turns into a piece of wind and blows past, and the sense of the breath fluctuation between the sky and the earth becomes clearer and stronger.

In this way, it is possible to detect and respond in time when the space crack appears, so as to avoid injury.

Even so, Chen Zong's falling speed was not slow at all. After a short while, he fell from a height of several thousand meters and fell into one of the cracks.

The closer to the crack, the stronger the sharp breath.

This crack was about a thousand meters deep, and Chen Zong fell directly into the bottom of the crack, landing on both feet.

This crack is about seven or eight meters wide, and its length is more than a thousand meters. Chen Zong pays himself, it is very difficult for him to create such a crack.

Although the line between the sky and the earth can create a longer crack, more than a thousand meters, but it can't be so wide or so deep, and it can't make the sharp breath last forever.

This is the gap.

It's not just the difference in cultivation, it's not just the difference in strength, it's not just the difference in realm.

The strongest in the Great Sacred Realm and those below the Great Sacred Realm are like a moat, as if separated by two realms.

Calm down, Chen Zong observed carefully, and could see traces left here, the traces were as smooth as a mirror surface, indicating that the sword in ancient times was swift and fierce, like a sharp blade cutting tofu.

Squatting down, Chen Zong's fingers lightly brushed a smooth spot, and a trace of coldness diffused through the fingertips, with a trace of sharpness, as if a ray of sword energy remained.

Gently twisting, Chen Zong's eyes closed, his energy and spirit gathered to the extreme in an instant, and he felt it carefully.

Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to see a strong man swinging his sword, and the sword energy fell in the air.

It's just that the breath is too weak, making the picture extremely blurred and disappearing in an instant, before Chen Zong can taste anything from it.

From the looks of it, the crack wasn't big enough, it didn't seem to be cut out by a single sword, but it was formed by the shattering of the sword energy, causing the will remaining in it to be very weak.

If it is to be useful to oneself, it is estimated that it must be ten times stronger than the residual breath.

Without making any gestures, Chen Zong flew up into the air again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes swept across. In his pupils, there seemed to be a trace of black light swimming like a fish or a snake, extremely flexible, with a natural charm .

Under the gaze of this pair of agile and charming eyes, there seems to be wisps of aura in the originally clear and transparent void. The snake came out of the hole and ran wantonly in the grass.

The colors of those auras are also different, very gorgeous, like the rainbow of light, extremely graceful, and they all have completely different fluctuations, with different dao rhymes.

That is the aura of Taoism, a mysterious aura belonging to the world.

It is difficult to see the aura of Taoism with the naked eye, but Chen Zong can now, because Chen Zong obtained a tenth-rank secret method in the treasure house of Xuantian Army.

Second supernatural power: black pupil of ghost sense!

This is a secondary magical power related to the soul, with a total of four levels, and now Chen Zong has cultivated to the second level.

At the first level of cultivation, the power of the pupils will be greatly increased. Once stimulated, one can clearly see the aura permeating the air, making it change from intangible to tangible.

Of course, this kind of transformation can only be seen by those who have practiced black pupils or some advanced pupil techniques, and ordinary practitioners cannot see it.

In this way, the strength and direction of the breath can be seen more intuitively, and the mystery within it can be discerned more clearly.

As for the second level of Youjue Black Eyes, it was used by Chen Zong when he was assassinated by three assassins in Shen Guyuan. It directly attacked the opponent's soul. Although it could not crush the opponent's soul, it would make the opponent Lost in a trance for a moment.

Once in a trance or absent-minded, you will lose perfect control over your own power, which is very disadvantageous in life-and-death battles.

It was precisely because of this that the killer was beheaded by Chen Zong in an instant, without the power to resist.

Because of this, Chen Zong's soul is stronger than him.

To resist the impact of the black pupils of Youjue, one must either cultivate a secret technique to defend against the soul consciousness, or have a secret treasure that protects the soul, or the soul is much stronger than Chen Zong.

But although Chen Zong's cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Holy Realm, his soul is stronger than that of the ninth level of the Holy Realm, and even stronger than the half-step Great Saint level powerhouse.

It's just that due to limited cultivation, the potential of the soul cannot be fully stimulated.

If one day, Chen Zong can become a half-step Great Saint-level powerhouse, his soul power will surpass the half-step Great Saint-level powerhouse.

Under the gaze of the black eyes of the first layer of Youjue, Chen Zong carefully distinguishes where the aura of Taoism is stronger, and more importantly, observes its direction.

Immediately, Chen Zong moved forward quickly.

There is a direction where the breath is the most intense.

Following that aura, Chen Zong saw a huge crack.

This crack spreads tens of thousands of meters away and is tens of meters wide. Before stepping into it, one can feel its tyrannical and sharp aura. bone.

This kind of power of the sword wind, the first level of the ordinary Saint Realm must fully resist, but to Chen Zong, it is nothing, it is not a threat at all.

With a flash of his figure, Chen Zong quickly fell into the huge crack as nimbly as a fish swimming.

The sword wind turned in an instant, turned into countless sword qi, and formed a storm that swept across, mighty and mighty, as if smashing the void of heaven and earth, and its power became more and more terrifying. It must be resisted with all its strength in order to survive.

This huge crack has a depth of 3,000 meters. When Chen Zong went straight into the ground of 3,000 meters, the strong sharpness was astonishing, as if it had turned into a series of sword lights, wandering, and the terrifying sharpness diffused out. Chen Zong was also surprised by the breath.

It is difficult to enter here at the third level of the ordinary Saint Realm, at least one must have the strength of the fourth level of the ordinary Saint Realm.

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