"Do you want to know the real reason why I was exiled to the Emperor of Heaven?"
Now that the matter has come to this, Lu Bo doesn't hide it anymore.
"Back then, in order to test the power of the evil sword art, I not only devoured the sword intent of several junior sisters' natal swords, but also caused their origins to be permanently damaged. All of this was done intentionally!"
"What kind of friendship between fellow disciples is just ridiculous to me!"
After Lu Bo finished speaking, the long sword in his hand began to prepare his second killing move.
Chen Xuan sighed softly: "You are far behind Gong Zijia."
Gong Zijia, who was born in the Yin Yue Ming Dynasty and whose mind was blinded by hatred since childhood, was able to stick to her true heart and did not do anything detrimental to the Light Shaking Sword Sect.
Lu Bo practiced the evil skills of swordsmanship and would not have been exiled to Tiandi Mountain. Chu Yun and Hua Yu must have given him many opportunities. However, Lu Bo attacked his junior sister. It can only be said that this poor person must be hateful.
"What did you say?" Lu Bo didn't know Gong Zijia, and could only hear the mockery in Chen Xuan's tone.
She was about to take action again when her expression suddenly changed. She looked down and saw five sharp and long nails piercing her body like claws.
The resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Realm Sword took action, taking advantage of Green Wave being invaded by his inner demons, severely injuring the Heavenly Immortal Realm Sword Immortal with one move, and frantically absorbing Green Wave's original power.
"Ahhh!"
Lu Bo screamed repeatedly, but could not break away no matter what, a look of despair quickly appeared on her face.
"Junior Brother Chen, save me quickly!"
Chen Xuan immediately struck out with a sword, but it was blocked by the strongest resentful ghost.
It's not that Chen Xuan wants to save Lu Bo, but if the strongest resentment ghost is allowed to absorb Lu Bo's original power, it will be more difficult to deal with him in the future.
In just a short moment, all of Lu Bo's cultivation was sucked away, and his body along with it became the nourishment for the resentful ghost of the Golden Fairy Sword, and finally dissipated into nothingness with a shrill and resentful cry.
After devouring the green wave, the resentful ghost of the Golden Fairyland Sword shifted its target to Chen Xuan.
This resentful ghost actually does not have the strength of the Golden Immortal Sword Immortal. It is just the resentment of the Golden Immortal Sword Immortal. Now it is integrated with the sword intention of Green Wave, and its strength has been greatly improved.
But Chen Xuan still did not panic and run away because his trump card had not yet been used.
Seeing the ten fingers of the resentful ghost of the Golden Fairyland Sword turn into ten sharp swords to kill him again, Chen Xuan immediately summoned Kun, the God of the North Ming Dynasty, and put a golden hoop on his head that could increase his soul power.
In this case, it is Chen Xuan's strongest soul immortal form. He directly cooperates with the North Ming Shen Kun to launch a huge wave of spiritual tide impact, forming a circle of invisible spiritual power ripples that spread in all directions.
The moment the surrounding low-level resentful ghosts were struck by the impact, they were shattered into ashes, and the remaining sword intent was absorbed by the blood-reverse beads on the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword.
The resentment ghost of the Golden Fairyland Sword at the center was hit by the first wave, and the offensive completely stopped. The black energy condensed in the resentment trembled, and it could even be seen that it was afraid.
After Chen Xuan and Beiming Shen Kun launched three spiritual attacks, the resentful ghost of the Golden Fairyland Sword finally couldn't resist, and its soul was shattered inch by inch, turning into a black smoke that floated into the sky, and soon dispersed with the wind.
After three consecutive bursts of soul power, Chen Xuan felt a little lethargic. In order to quickly kill the resentful ghost of the Golden Immortal Sword and suppress the entire sword tomb, he did not spare any effort.
On the contrary, Kun, the God of the North Underworld, was relaxed and at ease, and continuously fed back soul power to his master.
After this battle, Chen Xuan absorbed a large amount of sword essence. As long as he finds a safe place to integrate and digest it, he can greatly improve his sword realm and his own cultivation.
Of course, the most important thing is to further improve the Invincible Sword Body.
After thinking for a while, Chen Xuan decided to adjust his breathing in place.
The most dangerous place is the safest place.
This sword mound has been established for many years, and no ferocious beast has dared to build a nest nearby. Although the sword mound no longer exists, there should be no ferocious beasts coming to occupy the territory in a short time.
Half a month later.
Chen Xuan completely integrated the sword intention in his body, and his sword realm was greatly improved, and his cultivation level was upgraded from the entry level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm to Xiaocheng.
Such an improvement may not seem big, but in fact, a large amount of sword energy was used by Chen Xuan to refine the Tribulation-Free Sword Body. As one of the twelve major immortal bodies in the immortal world, the Tribulation-Free Sword Body is far from being able to be promoted from a minor achievement to a great achievement.
It's so easy to absorb the sword intent of a low-level sword mound.
Otherwise, the calamity-free sword body is not worthy of the top-level immortal body.
According to Chen Xuan's estimation, he would need at least three more opportunities to visit the Sword Tomb before he could achieve the ultimate goal of the Undefeated Sword Body.
Anyway, his current strength is enough to climb to a higher position. As long as he does not stand still, he will one day be able to achieve the goal he has set in his heart.
With this in mind, Chen Xuan flew into the Eight-Bud Pagoda and went up to the eighth floor to ask Immortal Emperor Wujie for advice.
When Immortal Emperor Wujie said that the location of the next sword tomb would have to be climbed for at least three hundred years to reach, Chen Xuan couldn't help but look stunned: "Senior Wujie, isn't there a closer sword tomb?"
"Evil Emperor, you might as well ask me if I know a shortcut." Emperor Hun Tian said with a smile, and did not show off. He paused and continued, "Back then, I had not yet reached the realm of Immortal Emperor, and I climbed once with the Great Sage.
Tiandi Mountain, we both feel that it is too forbidden to fly under the Immortal Emperor.
It is a embarrassment for the younger monks, so I specially left some flying seals. If someone is lucky enough to step on one, they can fly hundreds of miles, thousands of miles to tens of thousands of miles in the air. Of course, there are no such seals at the foot of the mountain.
You have to climb to a certain height to find it."
After listening to what Emperor Soul Heaven said, Chen Xuan felt a flash of surprise in his eyes.
