The purple flames in the eyes of the Purple Nether Demonic Ghost jumped in distance and emitted sharp purple light, as if it wanted to penetrate all the secrets, but found nothing.
That creature with a delicious soul disappeared right under his nose.
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As if walking through the water, the heavy resistance made Chen Zong's body sluggish. It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was only a short moment. Chen Zong passed through the water curtain-like barrier and landed heavily with a dull sound.
Severe pain continued to spread from the right palm, sweeping through the whole body. The whole arm twitched uncontrollably. An evil and fierce force continued to spread from the right palm with severe pain to the arm, eroding away from the body, and the soul was even more affected.
The impact of an evil force caused a trance in his mental consciousness.
Fortunately, Chen Zong's soul was strong enough and he quickly got rid of this impact and regained consciousness.
It was as if invisible sharp blades were rushing across, cutting and tearing, making Chen Zong frown, feeling that his vitality seemed to be being destroyed bit by bit.
Not daring to hesitate at all, Chen Zong immediately scanned the surroundings, covered with spiritual consciousness. Without feeling any danger, he took out the healing elixir and the elixir for restoring spiritual power, swallowed it, and used his exercises to dissolve the power of the elixir.
As the power of the elixir was dissolved, the spiritual power quickly recovered. The power of the healing elixir also competed with the terrifying force that invaded the body. With the cooperation of the spiritual power, it surrounded him from all directions.
It's just that Chen Zong discovered that the power of the elixir, his own spiritual power and the power of the Heart Sword could not expel the power full of death. He could only continuously impact and compress it, and finally blocked one finger of his left hand.
superior.
It was clearly visible that Chen Zong's little finger had changed drastically, becoming completely gray and black, filled with a heart-stopping aura of death.
Cutting off the little finger may be a way, but Chen Zong does not intend to do this. He will only wait until the power of Ziyun True Flame is restored, and then mobilize the Ziyun True Flame to burn the power in it.
The right palm was penetrated and there was a hole. However, with the power of the elixir, it recovered little by little. In addition, Chen Zong's body training reached the second level of Dragon Power Realm, and his self-healing ability was better than that of the ordinary extraordinary realm.
Strong, even if you want to fully heal, it will take a lot of time.
Chen Zong couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. This time, he almost failed.
But there is no other way. King Fuyun has made it very clear that there is a risk of death when entering the Liegu battlefield. However, before encountering it, there is often a little bit of luck in the subconscious, but when it actually comes, you are so unprepared.
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Fortunately, Chen Zong is not an ordinary person. He reminds himself all the time, so when a death crisis comes, he responds quickly and uses all his strength.
It's just that the gap is too big.
Even though he unleashed all his strength, he still couldn't withstand the opponent's blow. He felt that the opponent's blow was not as full as possible.
If he had used all his strength, he might be dead by now.
He is not dead now, but his injuries are serious. His strength has been significantly affected and greatly reduced. Even the first-grade spiritual weapon gloves were shattered.
"Where is this place?" Chen Zong stood up and looked at it carefully.
This is a very empty hall, with nine huge pillars holding up the roof of the hall. Each pillar is covered with unique lines, one after another, like sword marks intertwined, very complicated.
Spiritual consciousness swept through, but nothing was found, making Chen Zong even more confused.
"Could it be a sub-space?" A thought suddenly popped up.
King Fuyun once said that there are dangers in some situations on the Liegu battlefield, but there are also opportunities.
One of the so-called sources of danger is the evil ghosts on the battlefield who wake up after nightfall. Of course, there are also other geniuses from various domains who enter the Liegu battlefield.
Opportunity is subspace.
Like the shelter, the subspace was also built by the superior sect of the upper domain, but there is also a difference, that is, most of the subspace was built by the superior sect of the upper domain, while a few subspaces were inherited by some powerful people.
Subspaces are rarer in number than sanctuaries, and, moreover, better than sanctuaries.
Because the shelter only provides a protection so that people can spend the night of the battlefield more safely and avoid being chased by evil spirits.
In sub-space, there is hope for benefits.
Kung Fu, martial arts, elixirs, weapons, etc. are all possible.
Of course, it's possible to get nothing.
After confirming that this was a sub-space, Chen Zong's mind became active.
Not long after the Liegu battlefield opened, I should be the first person to enter this space. The things inside should not have been taken away yet.
Just, where is it?
Chen Zong walked to the first pillar and examined it carefully. Looking at the lines on it like sword marks, he unknowingly became immersed in it.
Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to see a vague figure, holding a sharp sword, drawing out a sword. The trajectory seemed simple, but it contained mystery, was extremely agile and sharp, and each sword had an indescribable charm.
Each sword mark represents a sword, criss-crossing and densely distributed.
I don't know how much time had passed before Chen Zong came to his senses and looked at it carefully. He felt that the sword marks on this pillar were no longer so chaotic, but became orderly, and a certain pattern was about to emerge.
Thoughtfully, Chen Zong walked towards the second pillar and continued to watch.
Each of the nine pillars is covered with sword marks, some are similar but different. From this, it can be seen that the sword marks on the nine pillars were made by the same person.
"It's not some profound swordsmanship." After seeing the sword marks on the nine pillars, Chen Zong began to think.
With Chen Zong's attainments in swordsmanship, we can definitely see some of the mysteries in it. Those sword marks are the traces left by very simple swordsmanship.
So how simple is swordsmanship?
It's just basic swordsmanship.
Basic swordsmanship is the basis of swordsmanship. It is the simplest move, but under the sword of the unknown strong man, it becomes anything but simple and contains unique mystery.
This kind of mystery made Chen Zong feel confused. It was obvious that the other party's attainments in swordsmanship were better than his own. As for how much more, he couldn't be sure.
Sitting down cross-legged, Chen Zong began to comprehend carefully, and an intuition told him that the sword marks on these nine pillars were the key.
If you can't understand it, even if you enter the sub-space, it's just to avoid the evil ghosts under the night outside.
After calming down, Chen Zong's eyes swept across the eight pillars. After scanning all the sword marks on them, he seemed to imprint them deeply in his mind. He immediately closed his eyes and his breathing became long and almost silent.
While comprehending, the power of Ziyun True Flame is also slowly recovering.
Time passes slowly.
In Chen Zong's mind, there seemed to be a sword light flashing past. The sword light was simple and direct.
Immediately, the second sword light lit up, and it stabbed forward, penetrating everything.
The third way!
The fourth way!
The fifth way!
There are more and more sword lights flashing in my mind, becoming more and more dense, criss-crossing, like thousands of swords firing at once, shining extremely brightly, each sword light may be similar or different.
Chen Zong's expression was extremely solemn, and those thousands of sword lights seemed to break through his mind.
Gradually, thousands of sword lights slowly approached, and finally condensed into one. The sword light was extremely majestic and dazzling, filled with astonishing brilliance, and the rays of light shone like all the heavens.
Chen Zong's body was also affected, as if he was out of his control. Spiritual power surged all over his body, and the power of the Heart Sword and Qingyun also filled the air in an instant, merging into one in an instant.
Pointing together like a sword, it seemed to be swiping in the air, and it seemed to be stabbing out in the air. It was light and airy, as if it had no power at all, like a wisp of light smoke, but the moment the sword light broke through the air, the momentum was overwhelming.
It is as majestic as the roar of wind and thunder, shaking the earth and the earth, bursting out with terrifying power, destroying everything.
With a bang, a green sword light split through the air, as if a sword had divided the space in the hall into two.
Chen Zong also felt that the power in his body was drained out in an instant, and a feeling of emptiness filled his whole body.
Even so, the feeling of killing with a sword in an instant fell into the soul like a brand, allowing Chen Zong to grasp it.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine changes, merged into one sword move..." Chen Zong muttered to himself while swallowing the elixir to restore his spiritual power.
It turns out that the total number of sword marks on the nine pillars is 9999. Each mark is very simple, just the traces left by basic sword skills, but each one is different.
When he understood it thoroughly, Chen Zong understood that each sword mark was actually a change of sword technique. When he understood and integrated all the sword marks, he understood that it was actually a sword move.
A terrifyingly powerful sword move, unleashed with all your strength.
There was a buzzing sound, and a sudden change occurred. The nine pillars trembled, the sword marks on them emitted light, and the entire hall seemed to be shaking.
At the same time, in the upper domain of Qingtian, there was a small pavilion built on the edge of a high mountain cliff. Facing the rolling sea of clouds beyond the cliff, the sunlight was shining directly, creating a colorful brilliance, which was very gorgeous.
There were two people sitting on the ground in the small pavilion, separated by a small round stone table, on which were placed a crystal clear white jade gourd and two extremely exquisite white jade small wine glasses. There was amber wine in the cup, and the smell of wine was rising.
, curling up like a dragon’s shadow.
One of the middle-aged men in green clothes was about to pick up the wine glass when he was suddenly startled, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Li, why are you so happy?" The man in black robe sitting opposite the middle-aged man in green asked curiously when he saw a smile on the corner of the other man's mouth.
"Interesting thing." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said with a slight smile, picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "The sword moves I left in the Liegu Battle dimension were understood by others."
"But your sword skills and sword moves?" The man in black robe raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise: "It's incredible that there are people in the middle and lower regions who can understand it."
"At that point, I left the first move, which was broken down into nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine changes. Only by understanding all the changes can we hope to understand it." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi put down his wine glass and said with a slight smile: "
But in fact, what I really left behind was a spiritual sword. I only needed to find the mechanism to get the spiritual sword. As for the sword moves, I never thought that anyone could understand them. It was just a whim at the time. I didn’t expect that someone could understand them.
through."
"Your swordsmanship is mysterious. Different people have different sword skills, but I don't know what kind of sword moves this person can master?" The man in black robe is a bit curious. What he is curious about is not the person who has mastered the sword skills.
It's the sword move itself.
"If you are destined, you will know it in the future." The middle-aged man in Qingyi said with a slight smile.