Between heaven and earth, sword energy is everywhere.
The corpses of monsters and beasts entrenched all around were blasted into powder by this fierce and domineering force.
Cao Chuan, who has the Tao Heart of Immortality to continuously provide him with spiritual power, and uses the Sword Heart to display his sword energy, has no worries that he will run out of spiritual power.
The strength of the Xiantian realm was also fully revealed at this time.
"Xiantian realm?"
"Cao Chuan is obviously an outer disciple, but you are not Cao Chuan! Who are you!"
The young man was horrified. How could he expect that a mere outer disciple would have the strength of the innate realm.
And the sword energy that is continuously released seems to be free of charge.
Tired of running for his life, he watched helplessly as his spiritual power dried up, and then his arm was cut off by a sword energy.
"Wait! As long as you are willing to let me go, how about I tell you a secret about the ruins of the ancient ferocious beast?"
Seeing Cao Chuan's murderous intent, the young man was frightened and at a loss what to do.
In the past, he would never have taken a small outer disciple seriously, but now the situation is different.
Cao Chuan, who is also in the Xiantian realm, is obviously much stronger than himself. When his spiritual power is exhausted, he will have no choice but to let him be his prey.
Because it would be unworthy for Su Yuanqing to die here.
Young men can only choose to regress.
He took out an old map from his arms and continued: "I got this map accidentally. According to the map's guidance, there must be great opportunities hidden deep in the ruins of ancient ferocious beasts!"
"As long as you are willing to let me go, I promise to keep it secret! If you disobey me, there will be thunder and lightning from the sky!"
Such boring rhetoric again.
Taking the old map from the young man's hand, Cao Chuan immediately slapped him on the head. Like a vast ocean of spiritual power, it instantly poured into his body, crushing his Daoxin Dantian and then absorbing and refining it.
When he fell down, the young man stared with a pair of bull's-eyes, his face full of disbelief.
Cao Chuan unfolded the map and observed it carefully, and found that the direction marked on the map was not too far away from him.
He threw out a sword energy and smashed the young man's body into pieces, then immediately walked deeper.
Although you may encounter monsters more powerful than white wolves and black tigers.
But Cao Chuan understood that this was also his opportunity.
If he could break through again before returning to Tianhe Holy Land, then Su Yuanqing would be unable to do anything to him.
With this in mind, Cao Chuan pushed aside the thorns blocking the road with firm eyes, and followed the map's guidance into a deep and dark cave.
As soon as he entered the cave, green candles lit up one after another, illuminating the narrow passage ahead.
Follow the only passage deep into it.
Soon, the vision suddenly opened up.
There are lush and towering trees growing in a small valley, and underneath the branches and leaves is a spiritual spring that is emitting spiritual mist.
Surrounding the spring, there are four strange-shaped stone statues.
The stone statues have different expressions, and each holds a spiritual weapon that shines with cold light.
A strange light gushed out from the spiritual weapon, forming a slightly invisible seal above the spring water.
He cautiously stepped forward to investigate.
Cao Chuan discovered that there was a beautiful woman frozen in ice under the spiritual spring ahead.
"Is it her who was sealed by these four stone statues?"
"Or are these four statues actually protecting her?"
Cao Chuan, who was filled with curiosity, tried to move forward.
And when his hand just touched the stone statue, he felt a sting and nervously retracted his hand.
When he looked down, he found that his finger had been pierced through a gash, and golden blood was seeping out slightly.
Cao Chuan was speechless and shocked.
Ever since he reshaped his body by absorbing and refining the energy, blood and spiritual power of the ancient ferocious beast, the Rising Sun Golden Crow, his body has become invulnerable, as strong as gold and stone, and ordinary spiritual weapons cannot have the slightest impact on him.
But the stone statue in front of him not only hurt him, but also sucked his blood.
This made Cao Chuan more willing to believe that he had found the right place.
The four stone statues in front of you must be rare spiritual treasures rarely seen in the world.
Just at this time.
The stone statue that had just absorbed Cao Chuan's blood began to rotate, and the other three statues also began to move.
At the same time, the seal covering the spiritual spring gradually disappeared, and the black ice under the spring slowly melted.
Wait until the seal is gone and the ice seal is lifted.
The quiet valley began to echo with waves of unwilling roars and hisses.
"ah!"
Cao Chuan, who suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his mind, vaguely discovered memories that didn't seem to belong to him.
In the picture, a woman who looks exactly like the frozen woman is wearing a battle armor cloak, holding a sky-cutting sword and fighting with demons all over the sky.
Bathed in blazing golden light, the woman can kill a monster with one sword, and even ancient beasts are constantly falling in her hands.
However, her two fists were no match for her four hands, and she was besieged by thousands of monsters. In addition, the ancient ferocious beasts swooped by and attacked her, so the woman was quickly defeated.
But when she was defeated, the woman threw out the sky-cutting sword in her hand, placed her soul in it, and then took the initiative to detonate the Taoist heart.
With a roar that was like the beginning of the earth, the woman turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace, and Cao Chuan also woke up from this memory.
"I traveled three thousand miles in my life, and my sword once served as a division for millions!"
"I, the Lingtian Sword God, will use the heaven-cutting sword in my hand today to frighten you little demons!"
"This sword! It spans thirty thousand miles across the world!"
A hazy and ethereal voice echoed in my ears.
Cao Chuan's consciousness was blurred for a while, and he vaguely saw a sword light penetrating the sky and the earth, splitting through the sky and rising thirty thousand miles.
The next second, he was awakened by the clear sound from under the spring water.
It turns out that the woman who was frozen has woken up.
After looking Cao Chuan up and down, she said, "Little guy, I am the Lingtian Sword God. Are you willing to inherit my Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique?"
A long sword that was exactly the same as the one in the memory emerged from the spring and floated beside Cao Chuan.
This is a huge opportunity.
Without any hesitation, Cao Chuan immediately reached out and grasped the Heaven-Slaying Sword tightly.
There was another stinging pain, but this time Cao Chuan did not let go. He knew that this was the spirit sword sucking his blood and recognizing its master.
Because of this, Cao Chuan became even more excited.
There are tens of millions of spiritual treasures in the world, but there are very few that can truly be called spiritual weapons and possess their own spiritual consciousness.
As far as he knew, in the huge Tianhe Holy Land, only the Holy Master had a spiritual sword that was born not long ago.
But the Sky-Severing Sword can kill demons and even ancient ferocious beasts.
"That's right, without mother-in-law and mother-in-law, it's simple enough!"
The woman in the spring smiled, pointed at Cao Chuan, and said at the same time: "I have given you the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique, and from now on you will be my disciple, the Lingtian Sword God."
As the sky-cutting swordsmanship emerged in his mind, the spirit of the woman in the spring was also floating around.
"You don't have to be afraid, this is just a remnant of my soul."
"I will leave after I find a suitable body."
"We'll talk about the rest later, this place is about to collapse."
As soon as he finished speaking, the originally quiet valley began to vibrate, and broken boulders continued to roll down from above.
He quickly calmed down. Cao Chuan, who had known that opportunity and crisis coexisted, ran away.
After his figure disappeared into the valley, the falling boulders buried the entire valley, and even the narrow cave passage was completely blocked.