"It is said that! Sword masters need to go through many tests to break out their own path so that they can soar. I don't know when this statement came into being, which seems very reasonable, and many people believe it."

"But I don't think so! I don't walk the ready-made road, but I just want to drive my own way. Is this looking for abuse or abuse? In short, it's looking for abuse."

"I, Chen Xinghe, don't have that high awareness. The senior masters left behind miracles here. I don't try my best to imitate them, but I insist on sticking my butt to understand the sword by myself. That's a disease."

"The common people practice common swords. My sword is for defending it. It is neither fighting nor robbing, nor being fierce or cruel! This is great."

Interestingly, the more Chen Xinghe thought about it, the more the power of the sword abyss became more and more in line with it. The five tribulations began to shake and shrink, removing the strands of miscellaneous air and becoming deep and pure.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the sword ball, and the power of the sword abyss was poured into it, making the foundation become more and more solid.

The sword spirit suddenly transmitted a voice message: "Are you sure you want to take this path? It feels a pity to focus on defense!"

Chen Xinghe was stunned and then reacted and replied: "Even you feel a pity, which means that such a choice is really a pity! It may be inconsistent with your former concept, but if you bring my speed in, you can deduce how much changes will happen, and you will know my intention."

"Huh?" Jian Ling was very surprised and suddenly laughed: "So that's it! I'm so shallow, how could this be the same as someone else's speed?"

"Hahaha, just a little thought, just take advantage of the opportunity! I don't know how to laugh!" Chen Xinghe smiled indifferently. At his speed, the range must be exaggerated. Once it moves, it will be a powerful and heavy hammer. It can be used as a defense, which is beyond everyone's imagination.

The sword spirit has stopped and is full of expectations for the future.

Chen Xinghe took steady steps and continued to improve what he thought, allowing Jianyuan's power to ferment in his body, and merged with the Nine Tribulations Huangquan Art to become closer, gradually without distinction between them.

One percent of the sword domain is equivalent to a foundation-building cultivator forming a pill, and his strength immediately undergoes earth-shaking changes, and his control of the sword intent is rapidly improved.

Previously, Chen Xinghe had a plan, hoping to control eighty-one sword shadows to form a formation, but his heart was strong but insufficient, and he only evolved into a prototype.

Now it’s different. The sword domain has just taken shape, and the control of sword intent and sword shadow has reached a new level, almost perfectly replicating the sword tomb formation set up by the divine sword underground in Motianling.

This sword formation is good at defense and has many changes. It only evolves according to the scene you have seen for a moment and feels unfathomable.

There should be many changes later. If you have time, you will definitely go back to ask the Divine Sword in person. I believe that relying on the Sword Domain can create guardian miracles.

From this moment on, Jian Yuan’s power and Chen Xinghe were no longer distinguished, but he was not satisfied and wanted to further reach the realm of learning from heaven and earth.

That kind of state is called proud. It introduces the laws of heaven and earth into the sword, but does not copy them, so that the laws of heaven and earth can be manifested in a mysterious way.

In this way, the sword energy and sword intent will be endless, endless and endless mystery!

By then, I believe that I will not be inferior to Ao Hongyu at all, and I will have the opportunity to become the strongest among the foundation-building monks!

According to Ao Hongyu's memory, she is far from being the supreme of the same level.

There are several very strange existences in Zhongtian, Demon Peak, Lead Cloud, and Purgatory. No, they should be called monsters. If they decide the winner in the future, they will be called supreme at the same level!

Ao Hongyu is only a member of the third tier. If her strength grows half a step further, she may be able to barely enter the second tier and become the strongest person in the same level. However, she knows that the Supreme is not destined to be with her.

"Supreme! Don't expect, don't fight, don't have any interest. Of course, it is still necessary to become the strongest person of the same level quietly, otherwise you will not be able to deal with the next urgent situation!"

"The trial has come to an almost certain point today. Ao Hongyu's circle unanimously agreed that three more missions will ring the clock of the world! The retraction of power by Jin Tianjing is not merciful or encountering changes, but the time is coming. The next three missions are cruel in themselves and there is no need to suppress them at all!"

"So the time left for the Huangquan monk is getting less and less, and it is getting more and more expensive. In the end, it may still be facing a decisive end. It's a pity! I hope I can finally get through and win a place to enter the Chihuangtian, so that I can create opportunities and rise with everyone around me."

When Chen Xinghe thought of this, he continued to sharpen his sword intent crazily.

Ao Hongyu's soul has not yet recovered. He wants to fight fairly with him. Only by defeating the other party with his hard power can he reach the bottom line of trial.

Other monks are all ants, and at most they can get the qualification to accompany them.

This is the cruel nature of the Chihuangtian Trial. I believe that Xin Weiran will appear at that time, and with his plan, his strength will inevitably be overwhelming.

In this way, the battle around seemed to have nothing to do with Chen Xinghe, and his mind was completely out of here.

If he could leave, he would have left long ago, but that was too eye-catching.

It is not without any signs to eat a big pot of rice. It is not without danger to hold Ao Hongyu, but the secret fingers behind the scenes will come over at any time. Fortunately, the people in the team are relatively tight and will not reveal their whereabouts, so there is still guarantee for the time being.

After three hours of fighting, suddenly thousands of horses galloped in the Kuhan Hall, and five thousand vicious demons ran out. When they saw their stature, they knew that it was difficult to deal with.

It turns out that the Void Demon is holding back and waiting for everyone here! Now half of the formation is ruined, and the other half of the formation cannot achieve the initial effect, so the situation is not optimistic.

Even Chen Xinghe, who was committed to practicing, frowned and looked in front of the formation from afar.

At a critical moment, a whistling sounded outside the battlefield.

When everyone saw an amazing scene, they could not see countless white crows flying over.

Hearing the sound of the flute, the White Crow of Nether Flame penetrated into the battlefield and launched a suicide impact on the demon of the void.

"Is it the sound of the flute?"

"Who is it that actually drove the Black Flame White Crow to sacrifice himself? Who has such skills? It is not difficult to confuse a few Black Flame White Crows, but to confuse the crows, how high is it necessary to confuse the crows? What a powerful mental power? It is simply unimaginable."

Chen Xinghe listened carefully to the sound of the flute and murmured to himself: "Is it the god Di Canglian? Ao Hongyu is very afraid of the character. Although they have never fought each other, they are afraid of each other! I didn't expect that I just set the goal of becoming the strongest man of the same level, so I saw one. There are also those who were the strong man who should have died and who claimed to have lived to this day. The competition may be more intense than I imagined."

Half a quarter of an hour later, tens of thousands of white crows in the Nether Flame died.

You should know that they are terrifying and become cannon fodder driven by the sound of flutes. No matter how fierce the demon in the void is, he cannot bear it. At this moment, there are signs of complete defeat. The cultivator Huangquan is ready to rub his hands and cannot control his excitement.
Chapter completed!