"What happened!" That month, all the disciples of the Xuanwu Sect were shaken. They felt the fluctuations of the liquid, and their eyes could not help but show awe.
"What a powerful swordsmanship!" When many Xuanwu Sect disciples arrived, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
"Is that really a power that one can possess at the True Yuan realm?" A disciple exclaimed as he looked at the nearly kilometer-long dark crack.
"The fluctuation of the sword's power is so strong, even if it weren't for him, there is absolutely no way he could have survived that sword!" A disciple of the eighth heaven said solemnly.
Someone recognized this person as a talented disciple, but even he had no confidence that he would survive in that sword.
You can see the power of that knife!
"It's absolutely true that one of those ten people is cheating!" Among the disciples who entered the island this time, are there ten peerless geniuses from the ninth level of the True Essence?
"But he is very curious as to which senior brother is guilty of cheating!"
"But which senior brother was forced to do something, and whose wrong leg was his?"
No one would associate that knife with the presence of an insignificant mining slave.
Some disciples tried to record the remaining images of the terrifying sword power fluctuations from Donglai through the jade slips, and transmitted them to the outside of the sect.
Immediately it attracted the attention of many elders of the sect.
"That sword can cut through the ninth level of ordinary true energy!"
"His sect disciples are born in large numbers, and that sword involves a certain aura of rules. In the next three years, this child will definitely be able to achieve the realm of heaven and man!"
An elder Taizai made no secret of his appreciation for that sword, which was a very high recognition.
In three years' time, he will be in the state of heaven and man. What a terrible Ziren.
Many sect elders were even excited and threatened to focus on training that one disciple.
"Heaven will not destroy his Xuanwu Sect. Ten years from now, his Xuanwu Sect will be able to stand out in the ranking battle!"
The senior officials of the Xuanwu Sect were excited, but they did not know that the sword was not executed by a disciple outside the sect!
Jiang Chen had no idea about this. One day passed and his condition returned to its peak again.
"To the east of the Nine Heavens of True Essence, who can stop his sword!" Jiang Chen's eyes showed strong joy.
With only a month left, he also began to madly hunt the ferocious beasts and Xuanwu Sect disciples here.
During this period, he also met several Xuanwu Sect geniuses who were not weaker than Min Wudao, but Jiang Chen did not alert them, but Yuanji avoided them.
Those geniuses are not only powerful in cultivation, but also have very strong life-saving legs. It is extremely difficult to kill them.
If you take advantage of yourself, you will lose more than you gain!
Unless Jiang Chen can open the external body again and advance to the sixth level of true energy.
By that time, he felt that even if he was defeated by the monks from the ninth level of the True Essence, he would still have the power to fight!
During this period, Jiang Chen felt that there was no need to waste time, so he specifically hunted down the Xuanwu Sect disciples east of the eighth level of the True Essence.
His forbidden skills are also improving rapidly. Even if he doesn't use other legs, he can easily kill the strong men of the seventh level of the True Essence just by relying on the forbidden skills.
Due to the restriction, Jiang Chen seems to have a talent that is different from ordinary people!
"In the future, the prohibition will be one of his trump cards!" Jiang Chen looked determined.
And time gradually passed, now in the dark and spacious brick-red passage of the Black Iron City.
"In a few days, the trials for the juniors will be over." An old man in red robe looked expectant.
The old man was tall, but already slightly rickety, and his skin was dull and dull, as if eroded by the wind and frost of the years.
His face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, especially his wrinkled eyes, which reminded people of a desolate desert.
"Elder Min, do you think there are some good seedlings in that group of mining slaves? Please bring them alive. I beg you. We are short of a few drug test boys."
Another old man in black robe said with a smile.
He is tall and thin, wearing a black robe densely embroidered with various symbols.
His eyes were deep and sharp, revealing the cold aura of Liquid Chang.
The old man in red robe touched Hua Hong's beard and said, "Elder Zhou, I'm afraid you'll disappoint me."
"How do you say this?" Changlan looked confused.
"Those juniors from the sect are many times more ferocious than the previous disciples. I'm afraid the mine slaves want to destroy the entire army." The red-haired old man shook his head.
"My grandson has no moral principles, let alone threaten to kill all the mining slaves and temper his heart of killing!" The old man in red robe mentioned his grandson, with a look of pride in his eyes.
"His slowness will certainly not be without aim!"
"Especially in the first few days, the juniors went crazy!"
"That's not necessarily true. I'm curious whether the mine slave who was suspected of possessing the secret method of speed is still alive now."
"This man has extreme speed. If any mining slave can come here alive, there will definitely be a place for him." The old man in black robe said with a smile.
"It's just right, let's wait and see how much we have left after 100,000 mine slaves!" Other strong men from the sect said one after another.
Elder Zhou became interested at this time. Half a month ago, he specially left a mark for the mining slave to see if the mining slave could come back alive.
Several Xuanwu Sect elders quickly arrived at the luxurious room on the top floor.
Zhou Changlan pushed the door open first and then looked at the projection screen above.
At this time, in the entire projection screen, there are still not many green light spots representing the mine slaves, about three to four hundred.
In other words, my one hundred thousand mining slaves suffered heavy casualties, with only three to four hundred people left!
But he didn't have time to be surprised. At this moment, the red light spot swept past, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole person suddenly froze.
"Less than a hundred people!"
"What's going on?" Hearing Elder Zhou's exclamation, other elders went to ask.
"What happened to Elder Zhou?"
"What could have caused the elder to be so panicked? It seems that Elder Zhou has a very calm mind." The old man in red robe said with a smile.
Then, everyone followed Elder Zhou's gaze and that look immediately made the red-robed old man and others' eyes widen.
"Quickly go and invite Lord Jin Sheng!" Someone realized the seriousness of the matter and even spoke.
After a while, a tall, thin, middle-aged man in a golden robe came to the head of the banquet.
He walked there with deep eyes, as if he could see everything.
Jin Sheng's face didn't have much expression, but it exuded an unfathomable aura that made people feel a sense of awe.
His brows wrinkled slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
His gaze seemed to penetrate time and space, seeing through the desolate area.
Then the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he had seen through something and did not need any extra words to explain.
"Friend Green, what do you think of this matter?" Jin Sheng looked at the old man in green robe beside him with a smile but not a smile.
"Sir, this matter may have something to do with a mine slave." The old man in green robe caught Jin Sheng's eyes by mistake and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Oh, tell me." Jin Sheng looked indifferent. He looked at Zaifang. At this time, many red light spots representing the disciples of the sect disappeared.
"Two years ago, when I was out, I met someone." The old man in green robe said quietly.
"This person's cultivation has reached the third level of true energy, but his physical body has not reached the realm of five defilements."
"What's even more commendable is that this person's spiritual power is extremely condensed, far exceeding his cultivation level." The old man in green robe showed a smile.
The others also listened quietly to what the old man in green robe had said, but when they heard that the body was clean, they all showed surprise.
I want to know that not everyone can achieve a clean body. Only monks with great luck can be lucky enough to cultivate their bodies to a clean state.
Having a clean body means that its foundation is terrifying and unparalleled, far superior to that of monks in the same realm!
It can even transcend the limitations of cultivation and possess super combat power!
"I brought him to the island and secretly observed this person!" The old man in green robe paused.
"What does that have to do with him?" An elder asked, "He is just a monk from the third level of True Yuan. He is far inferior to the juniors of the sect."
Unexpectedly, the old man in green robe showed a disdainful smile: "Those juniors from Yimen are not worthy of carrying his shoes!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole room suddenly fell into silence, and even the golden saint couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"We have seen any monk from the third level of True Essence whose spirit is so strong that he gave birth to divine consciousness!"
"What did I say, divine consciousness?!" The old man in red robe looked in disbelief.
"Did he hear it right? The power of divine consciousness was actually born from the third level of Zhenyuan. I must be entertaining him!"
As soon as the green-robed old man finished speaking, many powerful men in the sect raised questions.
"How can I conclude that this person killed the sect's junior?!" Jin Sheng said calmly.
"Back to Jin Sheng, this man not only possesses the power of divine consciousness, but his forbidden achievements are incredible even to him!" The old man in green robe said with a look of amazement.
"Restriction? How can that be done?!" When the restriction was mentioned, except for Jin Sheng, the expressions of other powerful men changed.
"With such a level of cultivation, he has the power of divine consciousness and has mastered the prohibition. Could it be that the mine slave is the genius of the Forbidden God Sect?" The old man in red robe took a breath.
It's no wonder those people are afraid that the ban requires a lot of mental deduction and spiritual awareness to be able to touch the legs.
Restriction is a method of forming formations with spiritual thoughts. A master of restriction is enough to defeat thousands of troops!
The green demon in front of him is not a strong man who specializes in the forbidden way. Even if he is not a peerless strong man like the golden saint, he still needs to be treated with courtesy.
All of these are enough to illustrate the importance of forbidden cultivation, and among those one hundred thousand mining slaves, there is actually a genius in forbidden cultivation, which makes everyone not surprised.
"No, this person is not a genius from the Forbidden God Sect." The old man in green robe shook his head and said.
In addition to those two years, he was also secretly investigating Jiang Chen's identity. With his legs, he naturally found out Jiang Chen's identity very quickly.
But he told Jiang Chen everything in detail. At that moment, even Jin Sheng couldn't help showing a look of surprise.
"Can you please tell me if that mine slave really killed so many juniors from the sect? No matter how outstanding he is, it doesn't matter." Someone sighed.
At that moment, Jin Sheng, who had been silent all this time, spoke, his voice was cold but with an unquestionable tone.
"The Xuanwu Sect is looking for strong men. If the junior members of the sect are killed, they can't blame others."
"Please, if the mining slave survives until the end, bring him back to the sect and train him well. Maybe there will be surprises."
Jin Sheng smiled and looked forward to it.
At this time, outside the deserted area, there was a towering cliff.
The cliffs are steep and precipitous, and it seems that Coco will collapse at any time.
Due to years of wind and rain, the surface of the cliff is covered with cracks and uneven stones. To the east of the cliff, there is a bottomless canyon.
Jiang Chen stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the entire mountain range.
And beside him, more than thirty Xuanwu Sect disciples appeared.
Those people looked at Jiang Chen with malice and unscrupulousness, and the leader was a young man in gray.
Wearing a gray robe, he has an angular face, a cold temperament, and his eyes are deep and sharp, as if he can penetrate everything, making people shudder.
The young man in gray clothes holds a long black sword in his leg. The sword body emits a cold light, giving people an endless sense of oppression.
His cultivation is extremely condensed, and he is just short of stepping into the ninth level of true energy!
"Hey, that mine slave seemed so frightened that he didn't even bother to run away."
"Just one head is missing, and he has raised a thousand heads." said a young man with a scar on his face.
"Brothers, don't beg to rob him. He has taken away this man's head." The figure of the scarred young man instantly turned into a stream of light. He held a black spear on his leg. His whole body turned into a stream of light and headed straight towards Jiang Chen.
go!
But at that moment, black lines suddenly appeared between the scarred man's eyebrows.
The black texture was like the roots of a plant, growing strangely between his eyebrows and spreading throughout his body.
Even on the back of his legs, you can see a trace of black lines.
Those black veins formed strange patterns one after another. Those patterns seemed to be growing in his flesh, taking root constantly and spreading.
"Ahhhhhh!"
"What is that!"
"Senior brother, save him!" The scarred man's voice suddenly made a tragic sound in mid-air.
The whole person exploded into a ball of blood mist in the air!
And that doesn't mean that Jiang Chen made a mistake in restricting new uses. In the blink of an eye, he could quickly deploy restrictions outside other people's bodies.
Let the restriction be like a big net that tightly traps it, and then disintegrate the enemy from the outside.
I have to say that the restricted leg section is extremely cruel, but its power and effect are equally astonishing!
"I'm looking for death!" The man in gray robe looked gloomy. Seeing the miserable death of the young man with the scar, he shouted loudly and jumped out!
The others also had murderous intent in their eyes, and they all swarmed towards Jiang Chen, wanting to cut him into pieces!
But at that moment, a sneer appeared on Jiang Chen's lips, his leg flipped over, and a ferocious sword suddenly appeared.
He held the broadsword and looked at the more than 20 figures on the side. He raised the broadsword and the calm light in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an otherwise forbidding coldness!
His whole body, at that moment, seemed to be fused with the knife in his leg.
"Death cuts with one strike."
He spoke softly and swung his knife.
That sword seemed to open up the world, and seemed to tear the world apart from chaos.
The indescribable blade shocked the souls of anyone who saw it.
The first person to bear the brunt was the young man in gray. His eyes suddenly opened wide, showing Ye Chang's unimaginable shock, and he lost his voice and said: "Then...that is not the power of rules!"
In his eyes, the world was torn apart before his eyes, and the tearing sound echoed in his mind!
The gloomy world seems to be really torn apart!
Ye Chang's monstrous murderous intent spread out crazily from that knife!
The young man in gray was greatly shaken, and the fear of death spread in an instant.
Is the knife in front of me the last scene in the lives of more than 20 people?
The knife fell, and the cliff ahead was cut in half by that knife!
The number of heads in Jiang Chen's hungry ghost bag increased by thirty-two again!
After doing all that, Jiang Chen turned around and left again, and time gradually passed.
A month later, Jiang Chen hovered in front of a huge boulder in the desert. He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be moons and stars flowing outside!
Then he looked in the direction ahead, his eyes full of ruthlessness.
"It's time to let those people from Xuanwu Sect see what Tianjiao is." Jiang Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth.
Under the control of the power of divine recognition, the hungry ghost bags on his waist were all opened!
Human heads flew out one after another, floating quietly in front of him.
Those heads have different expressions, but one thing is the same, that is, their eyes are full of unwillingness and fear before death.
As the number of people increased, Ye Chang's powerful resentment spread, a dark wind blew around him, and the sky seemed a little gloomy.
I saw a huge tower with human heads slowly appearing in the desert.
No matter who sees the tower built entirely with the heads of Xuanwu Sect disciples, a chill will rise in their hearts.
A total of two thousand eight hundred and seventy-two human heads, controlled by the power of divine consciousness, rose into the sky and floated behind Jiang Chen.
Then Jiang Chen moved forward slowly, and blood fell from the sky like rain, with pieces of blurred meat in it.
He stood tall and straight, looking up at the Xuanwu Sect in front of him, with a cruel smile on his lips.
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