Jiancheng is spacious and silent, but in the center, a thatched hut stands.
It was the nameless corpse that was searching for something in the night.
He sat cross-legged on the stone platform.
The head was drooped, lifeless, and the eyes were very empty.
The whole person was extremely decadent, only the light of the demon sword was disillusioned all over his body, his long hair was disheveled, and his face could hardly be seen clearly.
Saw this scene.
Chu Feng was stunned for a moment.
Deja vu.
The scene in front of me seemed familiar, and it was the same as the scene I saw in the Thirty-Four Sword Peaks.
Stone platform.
A sword soul is outlining the sword pattern and deducing the sword pattern.
"this!"
Chu Feng was moved and extremely shocked.
In the past, he just thought that the sword patterns in the Thirty-Four Sword Peaks were left by a strong man.
But looking at it now.
The figure there is projected from this stone platform.
Reflected in the thirty-four peaks, because they are too far apart, they are blocked by seals.
Therefore.
Chu Feng could only comprehend the sword marks from within.
But now, looking at it from a close distance, he felt an aura of intertwined sword patterns!
"In the center of Sword City, there is a corpse, with an undying obsession, sitting cross-legged on a stone platform, carving sword patterns!"
"Deduction of the supreme swordsmanship, even though it has fallen, it has not stopped!"
"This is incredible!"
He went back to the origin.
The heartbeat is speeding up.
Those countless sword patterns are projections from here. What is carved here is no longer sword marks, but sword patterns.
"The trip to the ruins of the ten cities, just what I saw in Sword City, can be regarded as a supreme harvest!"
"Sword pattern!"
"If it is completed, I already have the accumulation to achieve Hunyuan!"
"There is only one cave left to reach Hunyuan!"
Chu Feng was amazed. He sat cross-legged outside the hut and felt beside the unknown corpse.
His own sword energy stirred up.
A pair of divine eye patterns and incomplete sword patterns appeared, watching the movements of the nameless corpse.
It is simulating and portraying itself.
Interweaving sword patterns, constantly comprehending, and wanting to perfect one's own imperfections.
It is unknown what level of existence this nameless corpse is, but after his death, he still controls the ancient patterns of swordsmanship.
Incredibly powerful.
Chu Feng sat cross-legged, his mind silent.
The location of the hut is as if it has been transformed into a pure land.
Seeing this, the Thunder Swallowing Bird and the Ancient Fierce Ape seemed a little bored, but they also had a certain appearance.
Sitting cross-legged next to Chu Feng, tempering his bloodline.
Around the stone platform.
There is invisible pressure from the sword, but it is not far away. You can even use it to stimulate yourself.
The nameless corpse didn't move.
At this moment, he really looked like a corpse.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, the flesh body was pierced, and the supreme hole shone with the sharp edge of a divine weapon.
There is no vitality at all, the sword energy is hesitant and not condensed.
It's completely different from what it looks like at night.
Chu Feng was comprehending, but at the same time, he also maintained the utmost vigilance.
Don't dare to sink too much.
This nameless corpse is too strange. It may be safe during the day, but when night falls, no one can guarantee what kind of changes will happen to it.
Buzz!
Chu Feng was overwhelmed with feelings.
The sword patterns are being carved, becoming more intertwined and staggered, filling in and improving over time.
I don't know how long it has been.
The skylight gradually dimmed, and Chu Feng suddenly woke up.
He grabbed the Thunder Swallowing Bird and the Ancient Fierce Ape.
With a movement of his body, he turned into a flash of sword light and rushed into the hut, hiding all his aura.
Night has fallen!
From the ends of many ancient cities, darkness emerges.
Layers of black mist emerged from the darkness, illuminating one side.
The chains vibrated.
There are creatures stepping out of the darkness and walking among the ruins.
They harvested the vitality and wiped out everything that was left in this place.
Chu Feng's eyes moved slightly, his mind became silent, and he did not dare to make any rash move.
He is not afraid of the creatures in the black mist.
but.
Right in front of you, there is a corpse, which is reviving, breathing incomparable moonlight, and the sword energy around it is like substance.
It's like a sword master commanding the devil!
The creatures in the black mist walked through Sword City, and then paused for a moment. A pair of cold eyes, like the bright moon, looked here.
"I feel a familiar breath, and the bones in my body are humming softly!"
It was a female voice.
Black mist swept across and stayed outside Sword City for a moment.
His eyes dropped, as if he sensed something, then he took a deep look at the nameless corpse on the stone platform, turned around and left.
The night is already deep.
They have to leave, otherwise, the body will revive, and then there will be real trouble.
"Who is it?"
In the hut, Chu Feng was silent, but he also felt a sense of surprise.
That female voice was too cold, giving him a feeling of déjà vu.
But for a while, I couldn't recall it.
and.
When she approached, Chu Feng's flesh and blood trembled subconsciously.
The blood and bones in the body seem to resonate!
However.
This doubt did not last long, and Chu Feng immediately collected all his thoughts.
From outside the hut, the stone platform roared.
It was like it was made of white jade, and the moonlight splashed across it, making it look even whiter.
The nameless corpse shook.
There are sword patterns rising to the sky, and the supreme sword energy penetrates like the bright moon.
A brilliant light shot into the sky, and the moonlight followed the sword energy and rushed into the nameless corpse.
It was like a surge of life, making him revive and come back to life.
"The body is immortal, Yin and Yang are in chaos!"