The pyramid-shaped sword tomb palace is located in the heart of the Pluto Sword Tomb. It is like the center of the world, sucking all the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles.

At this moment, in the palace.

Wang Jie's face was highlighted with blue veins, showing a look like an eagle-like falcon, and said, "Father, Ling Feiyu is really arrogant. After all, I am also the son of the patriarch. I have taken the initiative to admit my mistake and apologize to her, but she does not give her any face. The reason for my humiliation is that my father's prestige is seriously damaged. I really can't stand this tone."

Wang Jie knelt for a whole day and night, but still couldn't wait for Ling Feiyu's forgiveness.

You know, he is a semi-saint and the son of the clan leader. Even if Ling Feiyu is a sword saint, he should be humiliated so much.

It can be imagined that there are countless tribe members in the entire ancient tribe who are laughing at him. Especially Shi Ren, who is probably hiding aside and watching his jokes.

It was really unbearable. Wang Jie finally stood up and rushed to the Sword Tomb Palace to complain to his father.

Wang Beilie, the head of the ancient clan of Zhenzhu, stared at Wang Jie standing below with a pair of cold and sharp eyes, and said, "You can't bear it, you have to endure it. You have already become a semi-saint, but you still like to act voluntarily. Before doing things, can you think about it carefully?"

"Ling Feiyu is one of the nine palace masters of the Demon Sect. Three hundred years ago, at the age of nineteen, he reached the supreme state of the Heavenly Extreme Realm. Then, he dominated an era with his heavenly qualifications. No one among his peers can compete with her. He can be regarded as the most qualified saint in the history of the Demon Sect."

"Now, her cultivation is so high, her strength is so strong, and her sword art are so exquisite. I am afraid that her father will give her three points."

"Besides, Ling Feiyu came to the Tomb of the King of the Sword to fulfill the promise of the Burial Heaven Sword lineage and helped the ancient clan of Zhenzhu to deal with the Immortal Vampire. When the Immortal Vampire retreats, she will definitely leave."

"So, your enemy is not her, but Shi Ren. If you want to become the young leader of the ancient clan of Zhenzhu, you must be better than Shi Ren, and you must also make more allies to pave the way for the future."

How could Wang Jie let go of his resentment towards Ling Feiyu? However, he did not dare to show it in front of his father.

Hearing the name of "Shi Ren", Wang Jie snorted coldly and said, "My cultivation has reached the fifth level half saint, and Shi Ren is the second level half saint. I am so much better than Shi Ren. I really don't know why those old stubborn people still support him but don't support me."

Suddenly, Wang Jie thought of something again, immediately raised his head and said, "Shi Ren and Zhang Ruochen are very close to each other, and Zhang Ruochen is very likely to secretly collude with the Immortal Vampire. As long as we can grasp this, we can definitely bring Shi Ren down." Wang nodded griefly, with deep eyes and said, "Zhang Ruochen is indeed a big trouble. Not only is it a serious offender of the imperial court, but it is also a lurker of the Immortal Vampire. If Xuan Ji Sword Saint was not alive, he really wanted to expel him from the Tomb of the Sword of the King."

Behind Zhang Ruochen, Xuan Ji Sword Saint is the backer. Anyone who wants to deal with him must think twice before acting. Wang Beilie naturally also considered this level.

Wang Jie didn't think so much. In his opinion, Zhang Ruochen got too close to Shi Ren, which was a threat to him for the position of the young clan leader and must be eliminated.

Wang Jie said coldly, "All phenomena show that Zhang Ruochen must be the lurker of the Immortal Blood Clan. If Ling Feiyu had not protected him, he would have been in a different place the night before yesterday."

Wang Jie could see that Ling Feiyu was deliberately protecting Zhang Ruochen, and Wang Beilie could see that it was naturally.

Wang said sadly: "Zhang Ruochen is the sword-holder of the Tootian Sword after all. Even if he wants to deal with him, he cannot be the one from our ancient clan in Zhenzhu. If that happens, it will definitely attract criticism, and outsiders will think that the ancient clan in Zhenzhu is ungrateful." Wang Jie's eyes lit up and he said: "What my father means is to arrange for others to deal with him?"

Wang Zelie's face was calm and composed, and he said: "In two days, the little Holy King Wan Jiayi and the talented woman of the Holy Book will come to the Tomb of the Sword of the King of the Great to discuss the specific matters of joining forces to deal with the Immortal Vampire. You can go and greet them in person." Although Wang Zelie did not explain, Wang Jie had already understood it and was secretly happy in his heart.

It is naturally the best to borrow the power of the imperial court to deal with Zhang Ruochen.

The best way to kill someone by borrowing a knife is to use it.

Even Ling Feiyu probably cannot confront the court head-on. At that time, Zhang Ruochen will be dealt with in one fell swoop, and it would be better to involve Shi Ren as well.

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Ling Feiyu's cave is located in another mountain, Lingshan, in the Pluto Sword Tomb, called Zhujie Mountain, and is also a place where spiritual energy gathers.

Zhang Ruochen naturally stayed here too and could not leave at all.

Although many of the secrets on Zhang Ruochen have been known by Ling Feiyu, she did not know Zhang Ruochen’s biggest trump card, the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture.

It is naturally impossible for Zhang Ruochen to expose himself actively.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen could not enter the divine wood picture of Qiankun, so he could only stay in Zhujie Mountain, practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, and absorb the divine blood power stored in blood and muscles by practicing palm techniques.

For half a day, Zhang Ruochen made 1,300 palm prints in a row, and the sound of the qi explosion was extremely loud. Even if he stood a hundred miles away from Zhujie Mountain, he could hear it.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is extremely strong and fierce, and the most yang is extremely strong. Especially Zhang Ruochen, who has cultivated into the ninth palm, and his whole body is filled with full masculinity, just like a human-shaped sun.

By activating the palm technique, the hot masculinity burst out, roasting the earth to melt.

Zhang Ruochen took a long breath and slowly retracted his arms. The flames and masculine aura that had originally filled the surroundings also flowed back to his body like a tide.

"The power of divine blood has been absorbed by half. It should be able to absorb it completely in another two days."

Zhang Ruochen could clearly sense that his own power had improved a little.

"At your age, you can actually practice the ninth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, but you will leave all the monks of the Buddhist path far behind."

Silently, Ling Feiyu appeared opposite Zhang Ruochen, ten feet away.

She was still wearing a purple dress, covered with a veil, surrounded by holy light, revealing her graceful figure, giving people a hazy beauty.

Even when facing a sword saint, Zhang Ruochen seemed extremely calm and without any fear, saying, "I was very surprised to be able to receive praise from Feiyu Sword Saint."

"Nothing is surprising. If I hadn't seen your talent, I'm afraid you would have died of a life-threatening eve." Ling Feiyu said lightly.

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly and did not refute.

I have to say that if Ling Feiyu had not taken him away the situation the past night, Zhang Ruochen would have really died in the Tomb of the Sword of the Patriarch.

Ling Feiyu said again: "Come with me and take you to a place."

"Where?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"You will know when you get there."

Before the words could be heard, Ling Fei turned into a purple stream of light, flew to the top of the bamboo forest, and rushed out into the distance.

Zhang Ruochen stirred up the phoenix divine seal, and flames emerged from his legs, as if he was stepping on a phoenix and a phoenix, catching up with Ling Feiyu.

Ling Feiyu intended to test Zhang Ruochen, so he did not use it all.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen catch up, she speeded up again.

In this way, after chasing and chasing, he flew for about two thousand miles, and came to a black field, and Ling Feiyu flew down from mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen also flew down and appeared not far from Ling Feiyu.

This black field is very cold. If the water is placed on the ground, it may freeze into ice in an instant.

However, in the distance, there are also volcanoes that are magma-filled.

Extremely cold and extremely hot, two forces, intertwined.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw layers of black clouds above his head, as if he was about to press from the sky to the ground. Even, he could see dense lightning passing through the clouds, forming an original picture of the sky and the earth.

"here it is?"

Zhang Ruochen's face became serious.

"This place is the real sword tomb."

Ling Feiyu stepped into the black field step by step and said, "In ancient times, there were always sword graves here. There were countless swords buried under the ground, and countless sword cultivators' corpses buried."

"No one knows why such a place was formed. I only know that it has existed since ancient times and has a very special force."

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What special power?"

Ling Feiyu's pair of apricot eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Once you enter the sword tomb, the strength of the sword cultivator can be increased several times. The cultivation of other cultivators will be imprisoned."

Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked. There was such a strange thing?

He immediately stopped, stimulated the eyes of the Divine Seal, observed the surroundings, and was surprised to see that the rules of kendo here are quite dense, and they are dozens of times outside.

There is no other holy rule except the rules of kendo.

It is conceivable that entering the sword tomb to practice sword art will surely be able to make a thousand miles a day.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I understand! In the Middle Ages, the reason why the human race built the prison in the sword tomb was because of the special force in the sword tomb."

Even the Pluto cannot escape, let alone others?

Ling Feiyu said again: "Not only that, there is another special force in the sword tomb? That is the power of regeneration."

"What does it mean?" Zhang Ruochen was a little puzzled.

"As long as you bury the broken sword in the sword tomb and go through a hundred years, thousand years, or even ten thousand years, the sword underground can recover as before, or even become sharper. Of course, the higher the sword, once it is damaged, the longer it takes," Ling Feiyu said.

Such an incredible thing is really unbelievable.
Chapter completed!