Chen Xinzhu stood up slowly, his spirit clear as never before.
With his spiritual thoughts out, the ants in the corner of the cave seemed to be right in front of him, and he could see them clearly.
Outside the cave, the breeze blew and the birds sang happily on the treetops.
"Um?"
Chen Xinzhu raised his head and looked through the cave at the distant peaks.
The previously hazy feeling has now become clearer.
There, a feeling of closeness and urgency kept coming.
Something seemed to be calling him.
After thinking about it, Chen Xinzhu decided to go and have a look.
With his current level of cultivation, even if he has all the necessary training materials, it will still take at least half a year or even a year to reach innate perfection.
Of course, this speed is dozens or hundreds of times faster than others.
But Chen Xinzhu was still not satisfied.
Or rather unwilling to do so.
Although he knew that was the best choice, when he thought about Xiaoguo going away like this, his heart ached extremely.
He wants to get stronger, get stronger quickly!
Picking up the White Frost Sword, Chen Xinzhu walked out of the cave.
Follow the feeling and go away.
…
A few miles away from the cave, a swordsman in black exhaled heavily.
"Are you leaving?"
As a well-known master on the strongest list, this is the first time for the black-clothed swordsman to experience such a fatal crisis.
How terrible!
Not daring to stay here any longer, the swordsman in black quickly walked away in the opposite direction.
"I don't know which grandmaster it is..."
…
Following that soul feeling, Chen Xinzhu walked quickly.
Half an hour later, he arrived at the foot of a giant peak.
Looking up to the top of the mountain, Chen Xinzhu took a closer look.
"It seems to be coming from the top of the mountain."
Without stopping here, Chen Xinzhu used Bingxin Jue to gather his aura and rushed towards the top of the mountain.
Another hour passed and he finally reached the top of the mountain.
"This is?!"
Looking up at the gorgeous palace a few miles away, Chen Xinzhu was a little surprised.
This is far more gorgeous and taller than the Huashan Sect's Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall.
However, what surprised Chen Xinzhu was not this, but the color of the palace.
Pitch black and ink.
It looks a little weird.
In front of the palace gate, two people were sitting cross-legged.
Oh, no!
Judging from their auras, they were two transformed demon generals.
And further away, a human corpse was lying on the ground.
Judging from the color of the blood, he had been dead for a long time.
After scanning with his spiritual mind several times to make sure that there were no other people or monsters around, Chen Xinzhu stood up and walked out.
He has determined that this unknown feeling is coming from this palace.
It seems that it has something to do with the great master of the three arts.
In front of the palace, it was completely empty, with no objects to cover it.
As soon as Chen Xinzhu appeared, the two demon generals who had always been vigilant spotted him immediately.
Sensing Chen Xinzhu's aura, one of the demons frowned.
"Human race?"
A trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and the demon general in black armor stood up.
Lifting the machete in his hand, the black-armored demon general walked towards Chen Xinzhu step by step.
"How dare you come out when you see my two brothers here? It's true that if you don't take the path to heaven, there will be no door to hell."
Patting his chest, the black-armored general instantly launched a charge.
"Your life will be taken."
Chen Xinzhu did not reply.
Under his spiritual perception, the strength of these two demon generals could not be hidden from him at all.
To be able to reach this point, both of them are very strong.
Among them, the one who is still sitting cross-legged on the ground has an aura that is somewhat stronger than that of General White Bird. He is probably also a well-known master on the list of the strongest demon clan.
As for the black-armored demon general who took action, although his aura is a little weaker, he is estimated to be a candidate for the strongest.
Such strength is no longer considered weak in this ruins.
As long as you don't encounter four master-level experts, you can generally protect yourself without any problem.
Unfortunately, they met Chen Xinzhu.
His spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and the white frost sword was instantly unsheathed.
In an instant, the air was pierced, and a flash of ice-blue sword light struck the black-armored general head-on at a speed far faster than before.
Although the black-armored general stared closely at Chen Xinzhu, the sword light was so fast that he could not keep up with his sight.
Plop!!
The head of the black-armored general fell to the ground.
His eyes were wide open, and he didn't realize what was going on until he died.
Seeing this scene, the other demon general who was sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up instantly.
The sword light is too fast!
Even though he was one of the top twenty masters of the Demon Clan, he still could not see the trajectory of the sword light clearly.
Staring at Chen Xinzhu with extremely solemn eyes, he asked cautiously: "Who are you?"
Clang!
The white frost sword was returned to its sheath, and Chen Xinzhu's expression was extremely calm.
"Go well."
Um?
What's the meaning?
Before the demon general could figure it out, he completely lost consciousness.
One sword, two lives.
Plop!
The body fell heavily to the ground, and the bodies were separated.
The light dissipated, revealing two giant pangolins about twenty meters long.
However, it has now become a corpse.
Chen Xinzhu walked over and quickly found eleven storage bags.
It was obvious that these two monsters had killed a lot of people.
Putting away the trophies, Chen Xinzhu walked to the gate of the black palace.
Judging from the actions of the two demons, it seems difficult to enter this palace.
Also, if it was that easy, these two monsters would have gone in long ago, why would they still be guarding the gate.
Chen Xinzhu didn't think much about it. Based on his previous experience, he reached out and touched the door.
Let’s try it first before talking.
The moment he touched the door, Chen Xinzhu was shocked.
No, it was the soul that was shaken.
A dazzling black light emitted from the door and instantly enveloped Chen Xinzhu.
The black light dissipated and Chen Xinzhu's figure also disappeared.
…
The black light dissipated, and the scene in front of Chen Xinzhu had completely changed.
This is a grand hall, a majestic and gorgeous hall.
However, Chen Xinzhu no longer cared about carefully observing the surroundings, as his mind was already attracted by a huge bell.
The bell is nine meters high, completely black, and looks like a bell, but there is a small metal hammer hanging inside.
Sensing the soul call coming from the black bell, Chen Xinzhu murmured.
"Did you call me?"
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The black bell automatically made a crisp sound without wind, seeming to be responding to Chen Xinzhu.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xinzhu became more and more surprised.
This black bell seems not simple.
However, he did not sense the crisis.
On the contrary, he felt a close feeling from Heiling.
This is a feeling that comes from deep within the soul.
It seems to be a resonance.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Xinzhu followed the instinct of his soul and reached out to touch the outer wall of the black bell.
In an instant, a majestic and rich black light emitted from the black bell, instantly covering Chen Xinzhu.
However, this black light not only did not bring any danger, but instead made Chen Xinzhu's soul become more active.
Along the black light, strange messages continued to enter Chen Xinzhu's divine court.
"Danghun bell...the great master of the three arts...the three souls borrow the way..."
After a long time, the black light dissipated, and Chen Xinzhu's figure appeared in the main hall again.
Looking at the black bell that had turned into an ordinary size in his hand, Chen Xinzhu murmured.