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Chapter 213 Three treasures

True Lord Huanglong's eyes lit up inexplicably, his wrists trembled slightly, and the snow-white sword light danced in the air like a fish living in space.

Buzz!

In an instant, a sword energy rushed over.

Boom!

In the sky, countless sword energy collided and shattered, bursting into half-red and half-white sparks in the air, and violent roars continued.

The subsequent sword energy is a steady stream, with a clanging sound and a sharp edge, like two armies confronting each other, charging into the battlefield.

The two people who spanned thousands of years were like swordsmen dancing across the air, merging sword energy and sword moves together.

"A thousand square dragon's teeth evolved on the spot?" True Lord Huanglong was slightly surprised.

To be precise, this is not Qianfang Longya, but a move in which Wang Chen integrates sword energy into the sword moves of the Six Paths Sword and the Qiankun Sword.

"Hahaha." In the midst of the explosion, True Lord Huanglong laughed: "You are indeed extraordinary for being able to reach this point. If you can survive this move, you will be deemed to have passed the final test."

receive!

As True Lord Huanglong shouted, the sword energy that had just been shattered between heaven and earth suddenly gathered together, forming a majestic white tornado on the ground.

The tornado roared like a dragon coiling pillar and slowly took shape.

Roar! The vast roaring sound echoed through the sky.

A huge five-clawed white dragon poked its head out from the clouds. His body had already surrounded the entire square.

"If you just don't die, you will be living up to the guidance of your seniors." Wang Chen said.

He has seen that the essence of this final trial is to give guidance, not to kill.

His voice was firm, and his black hair turned golden and flowed behind his head.

The Six-Path Sword was slowly raised, with countless golden threads beating, condensing his sword energy. Behind him, a golden statue slowly took shape, with thousands of hands and thousands of eyes, sitting on a green lotus platform.

True immortal bloodline inspired!

"Not bad!" If the disciples of the Qionghua Sect were here back then, they should understand that True Lord Huanglong's "not bad" compliment is an extremely rare compliment.

Yin ~ The giant dragon roared, the sound of the dragon's roar penetrated directly into the eardrums, and rushed down towards Wang Chen, covering the sky and the sun. Every one of his scales was composed of sharp sword energy. Wherever it passed, even the air was

It was crushed to pieces, and the scene above the entire square became distorted.

The golden power roared. The sword Buddha behind Wang Chen suddenly opened his thousand eyes, and the thousand-handed swords scattered. The sword lotus blossomed in the air, and the green light was dazzling. The thousand-handed swords finally merged into one sword.

The sword was golden, yet mellow and approachable. Sanskrit words surged, along with Sanskrit chants and six pulsating thunderbolts, it slashed hard at the dragon's head.

boom!

The huge roaring sound wanted to overturn the entire square, and the hard stone slabs of the square were lifted up, like pieces of paper blown by the wind, flying into the sky and turning into powder.

The eight dragon pillars were cut into pieces and scattered in the sword energy.

The sword energy turned into a boundless vortex, spinning, bringing about a terrifying hurricane.

This is not like a trial, it is a fight between life and death enemies.

The white light gradually dimmed, and the entire square fell slowly into silence.

Wang Chen was lying on the edge of the square, breathing heavily.

His whole body was covered in bloodstains, and there were dense wounds cut by the sword energy. They looked like claw marks and dragon scales.

Beside him, Shi Mei's figure slowly emerged.

"Jiang Yu, you passed the final trial and became the only disciple who has passed all trials in the 13,000 years that the trial formation has been in operation." Her voice was neither happy nor sad.

Passed...

It turns out that this is the true nature of the final trial.

Recalling just now, with the strength of True Lord Huanglong's Ninth Nirvana, even Nie Ren is no match, let alone himself. However, before every killing move of True Lord Huanglong, he always uses some basic tricks. These tricks

Going from shallow to deep is not fatal, just like boiling a frog in warm water.

Especially the sword energy that rushes into the body, all of them move along the same trajectory, if under this prompt.

Wang Chen didn't even think that this trial was actually a tutorial, and it was impossible to get to this point.

Even the giant white dragon summoned by True Lord Huanglong at the end was strangled with sword energy, giving Wang Chen enough time to comprehend.

The final trial is difficult to say and easy to say.

The decision of whether to pass or not depends on the ray of consciousness of True Lord Huanglong. If he, the headmaster, does not approve it, even if he defeats his ray of consciousness through trickery, it will not count as passing.

I finally survived! Wang Chen felt relieved.

He looked at Shi Mei and sighed: "It's not me who said that your trial formation is too screwed up. You have to know that a genius like me is hard to find in the world. Even I had a narrow escape, and the others are barely considered geniuses."

If a person enters this formation, isn't that just a dead end?"

"So your rule needs to be changed so that the tester can give up at any time. Only in this way can Qiong Hua's bloodline be preserved to the maximum extent. Do you understand?"

Shi Mei looked at Wang Chen with empty eyes and said slowly: "I accept your suggestion." For some reason, she didn't tell Wang Chen that she had just been disconnected.

...Wang Chen was greatly shocked. He felt that he was a predecessor in planting trees, and future generations could enjoy the blessings from his rules.

But there are no descendants.

According to the rules, if you pass the final trial, you can choose a sect treasure.

Shi Mei changed the subject. There was a wave of movement in front of her, and three items appeared.

The majestic spiritual power emitted, leaving Wang Chen stunned.

"Is there really a treasure?" His eyes were instantly attracted to these three items.

The item on the left hand is a blood-colored crystal jade bottle, which contains strong blood energy. If you look closely, the red liquid is boiling endlessly, as if there is a giant beast lurking in it.

The item in the middle is a white jade vase. The jade vase emits a hint of cold air. It is an extremely precious jade material that Wang Chen has never seen before. If there is anything stored in it, it will not rot for thousands of years.

His right hand was a piece of brown leather. Although it was rolled up, Wang Chen still felt the ancient and vast atmosphere from it.

"Please explain to me, what are these things?" Wang Chen was confused.

"I can't tell you." Shi Mei shook his head: "The master left a valuable treasure just to wait for the destined person. These three rewards have different functions and different values. If you choose one, you will lose one. If I tell

You are unfair to future generations who have passed the trial."

"How can there be any descendants?" Wang Chen sighed: "You Qionghua Sect... the test is so difficult, no one will be able to pass it again."

He wanted to say: "Your Qionghua Sect has become a ruin, how can you still have disciples?" But when the words came to his lips, he was inexplicably stopped.

"You can't rely on this little junior sister." Wang Chen looked at and analyzed carefully.

The first is the animal skin. The ancient immortal used jade slips to preserve the skills. If it is animal skin, it means that the origin of the skills is older. It can be imagined that this ancient skills are extremely precious.

But under Wang Chen's spiritual perception, the animal skin had a vaguely familiar feeling.

This feeling is the aura of True Lord Huanglong. It is very likely that it is the sword technique practiced by True Lord Huanglong.

Wang Chen was a little moved.

Along the way, he had no one to guide him in his sword art practice. He relied on his own insights, and what this path needed more was to be confirmed with various advanced sword art.

If you obtain True Lord Huanglong's sword art, it will be of great benefit to your sword art practice in the long run.

After all, as the top sword art of the ancient immortal era, it must be among the top in the world of cultivation.

He turned his attention to the blood-red crystal bottle. The blood energy in it was overwhelming, as if it contained a world, rather like the essence and blood of some powerful monster.

"Absorbing this blood, the body is likely to become extremely powerful." Wang Chen pondered secretly.

Look at the jade bottle in the middle. It is extremely well sealed. Except for the slightest coolness brought by the extremely precious white jade, it is completely impossible to see what is inside.

But according to the custom of cultivating the world, it is very likely that the jade bottle contains some kind of elixir.

It's okay if it's a pill that enhances cultivation. If it's for healing, even if it can bring the dead back to life, it can only be used as an emergency and cannot achieve immediate results, so it's not worth it. Wang Chen frowned.

All three things troubled him.

Although True Lord Huanglong's swordsmanship is precious, there are many inheritances handed down in the cultivation world, and the opportunities to obtain them are not too few. Wang Chen is not in such urgent need of this.

As for the elixir, even if it can improve your cultivation level, it is not difficult to improve your cultivation level since you can swallow the spiritual power yourself.

So, which blood bottle should I choose?

But can this kind of unprocessed and refined blood really be absorbed at will to enhance the body? It contains mellow and violent power, and you might not be able to eat it and walk around.

After thinking about it over and over again, he became even more confused, and Wang Chen simply didn’t want to think about it anymore.

Life is a gamble. He blurted out: "I choose the bottle in the middle."


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