"Whew! it's finally here!" said Tang Haoran, who was tired like a dead dog, lying on the ground and panting heavily.

I saw countless black resentful ghosts circling and rolling around the palace, but none of them dared to approach this palace, as if they were afraid of something in the palace.

In another place, the Red Lian Fairy and the Golden Eagle Dao Monarch who had just broken in also encountered the same trouble, and dozens of resentful spirit phantoms were also roaring and swooping towards them.

"Oh, this, what can I do!" said the Golden Eagle Daojun as he looked up at these terrifying black resentful spirits.

"Hmph, the light of rice grains, dare to compete with Haoyue!" said the Chilian Fairy contemptuously.

"Boom!"

The red demon power on the Red Lian Fairy suddenly soared, and a huge Red Lian snake shadow with two horns on its head slowly rose from behind her.

I saw that this huge red snake had a fierce look in its eyes, spit out letters, and made a "hiss!" sound at the dozens of black resentful spirit phantoms.

Suddenly, its mouth opened, and an extremely powerful suction force appeared from its mouth, and the dozen or so black resentful spirits that rushed in front had no time to dodge, and they were directly sucked into its mouth by this red giant snake. The remaining black wraiths let out fearful screams and scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to approach the two again.

"Hmph, I just absorbed them to moisten my primordial spirit! It's a pity that there are too few, not enough to eat!" the red practice fairy stretched out his tongue, licked his lips, and said coldly.

"Hiss!" Seeing this, the Golden Eagle Daojun gasped, this Red Lian Fairy was so terrifying that he could absorb the phantom of the resentful spirit to nourish his primordial spirit.

"Let's go, I've already sensed the traces of those humans, right in that direction!" the Red Lian Fairy pointed to the right front. After speaking, his figure flashed and flew quickly in the direction he was pointing.

The frightened Golden Eagle Daojun didn't dare to say much, so he had to increase his speed to keep up.

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Li Xi and Su Xiaoxiao rested for a while, and when Tang Haoran's physical strength recovered a little, they walked to the front of the palace gate together.

I saw that the gate of the palace consisted of two gates, about ten meters high, which was as high as a three-story building. There are some very delicate patterns carved on it, which looks very simple and magnificent.

Li Xi touched one of the doors with his hand, the touch was very cold, the two doors should be made of bronze, and under the light, the doors also reflected the light of metal.

"I guess no one has been here for thousands of years!" Li Xi blew the thick dust accumulated on the door, turned to the two and said.

Tang Haoran also touched the bronze gate curiously, and tapped it with his fingers. "Bell!" heard a heavy echo from inside the door.

"I'll see if I can push these two doors open!" Tang Haoran said. I saw him standing in front of the door, his legs slightly bent, and his hands pushing hard against the bronze gate.

Hey, why doesn't the gate move? Tang Haoran, who did not admit defeat, continued to increase his strength, and his face turned the color of pig liver, but the two gates still did not move at all.

Seeing this, Li Xi stepped forward and said, "Xiao Tang, I'll try it too, you stand in front of that door, I'll stand in front of this door, let's work together to see if it's okay!"

"Okay, boss!" Tang Haoran replied.

The two of them stood in front of a door, and at the same time stretched out their hands and pushed hard. Suddenly, there was a soft "boom!" at the door!

It seems that there is a play! Li Xi thought excitedly. He activated the vitality in his body, injected a large amount into his arm, and pushed forward desperately with both hands, and Tang Haoran also tried his best.

I saw a large amount of dust falling from the top of the door, accompanied by the continuous sound of "cluck!", this gate, which had been closed for thousands of years, was slowly pushed open by the two.

Li Xi and the three of them cautiously walked into the main hall, and a solemn and simple aura rushed towards them. The interior of the entire hall is also a bronze structure, and many thick bronze pillars are erected. In the depths of the main hall, a tall bronze statue of Taishang Laojun, the founder of Taoism, is enshrined.

"Brother Xi, look there!" Su Xiaoxiao suddenly pointed ahead and said.

Li Xi looked at it and was taken aback. I saw that about two or three meters in front of the bronze statue of Taishang Laojun, a statue of the Blood Demon King was floating in the air.

The inside of this Blood Demon King statue already revealed a trace of blood-red light, and its surroundings were also shrouded in a faint layer of red mist.

However, there was still a phantom shadow of a sword floating above the head of this Blood Demon King statue, and I saw that this sword shadow emitted a multicolored light, like a cage, enveloping the Blood Demon King statue and the red blood mist around it, without a trace of leakage.

And the red blood mist around the statue of the Blood Demon King was constantly impacting the multicolored light, trying to break out of the cage. The sword shadow was bright and dark when it was impacted by the blood mist, but it still struggled to maintain the colorful light, and it was not broken!

Tang Haoran saw the sword phantom, and blurted out in surprise: "This, isn't this a sword soul?"

"Sword Soul, what is a Sword Soul?" asked Li Xi.

Just when Tang Haoran wanted to answer, the black demon suppression sword in Li Xi's storage ring suddenly shook violently, as if he wanted to break through the restraint and fly outside.

Hmm, what's going on? Li Xi's heart moved, and the black demon suppression sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as I saw that as soon as the Demon Suppression Sword was taken out, a vast sword intent rushed out of the sword body, and at the same time, the sword also made a "buzzing" sword sound, which was extremely cheerful.

Correspondingly, the sword shadow above the head of the Blood Demon King statue also shook happily, as if it had reunited with an old friend who had not seen him for many years, and responded with a buzzing sword sound.

Seeing this situation, Li Xi and the others couldn't help but think suspiciously, could it be that these two swords actually knew each other?

As if to answer the doubts in the hearts of Li Xi and the others, they saw that the sword shadow suddenly shone brightly, and an image of a memory appeared in the minds of the three of them.

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It was thousands of years ago, at the cultivation site of the Divine Sword Sect of the Huaxia Xiuzhen Sect, on the top of a towering mountain peak, two immature figures were practicing swords in the moonlight.

Both of them were not very old, the older was about 12 years old, and the other was about 10 years old.

Don't look at their young age, but their swordsmanship is very strong. I saw that the two of them were as light as lightning, and their bodies were agile and elegant, and they were inextricably fighting for a while. But after a long time, after all, it is still the older ones who are more skilled, and their swords are like the wind. The young boy gradually fell behind, and only the ability to parry was left.

Hearing the sound of "ding!" the older child spotted a flaw in the younger child's swordsmanship, and swung his sword out, knocking the sword in his hand out and falling far to the ground.

"I lost, Senior Brother Dao Chen!, or your swordsmanship is more powerful!" the young child said in a childish voice and admiration.

The kid known as Dao Chen smiled slightly, picked up the downed sword in the distance, handed it to the young child, touched his head lovingly, and said, "Senior Brother Daojun, you are not bad, the cultivation time is shorter than mine, but you are about to catch up with me!"

Time is like electricity, time is like a shuttle, and ten years have passed!

As soon as the picture turned, both of them knelt in front of an elder with fairy wind bones and long beards.

I saw the elder caressing his beard, looking at the two young men kneeling in front of him dotingly, and said, "Dao Chen, Dao Jun, you two have been practicing under my sect for more than ten years, and among the disciples, the two of you have the highest understanding. Now as a teacher, I will give you the treasure of this sect to break the evil sword and the demon suppression sword, I hope you can use it well, and in the future, you will kill demons and eliminate demons, and benefit the people of the world!"

As soon as the words fell, I only heard "Zheng, Zheng!" Two sword sounds resounded in the sky, and two sword lights, one white and one black, swept up from behind the elder, circled in the air, and meekly fell into the hands of the two young men.

The elder said: "The white sword is called Breaking Evil, it can break all the evil demons in the world, Dao Chen, this sword is given to you!"

Then he said: "The black sword is called the Demon Suppression, but it can suppress all the demons in the world, Dao Jun, this sword will be handed over to you!"

The older Dao Chen and the younger Dao Jun looked at the sword in their hands excitedly, and said respectfully: "Thank you Master, you will not dare to live up to Master's trust!"

About 500 years have passed, and the picture has changed again.

Dao Chen and Dao Jun joined hands to break into the world, killing countless demons and monsters that endangered the world, and their cultivation was also improving day by day. The older Dao Chen is already Jindan Consummation, and the younger Dao Jun has also reached the middle level of Jindan.

"Senior Brother Dao Chen, after so many years, your cultivation is still one step ahead of me!" Dao Jun said with admiration.

"Senior Brother Daojun, you are not bad, it is also rare to cultivate to the middle level of Jindan so quickly!" Dao Chen still touched Daojun's head and said with a smile.

Suddenly, Dao Chen frowned and said, "It's not good, junior brother, the master is in trouble, let's hurry back to rescue!"

With that, the two hurriedly took off their swords and flew quickly in the direction of the division.

When they were about to fly to the Shimen, the two of them saw the direction of the Shimen in the distance, and a violent killing aura shrouded the sky above the Shimen.

The two of them were anxious, and they hurried towards the division.

When the two of them flew over the division, they were surprised to see that a huge red demon was tyrannically attacking the brothers in the division.

"It's not good, this is the Blood Demon King clone, it seems that he has recovered a lot of strength!" Dao Chen said anxiously.

I saw that the blood demon king's clone looked up to the sky and roared, and with a wave of his giant hand, a powerful red demon force attacked the crowd who were resisting.

"Master!" the two called out almost at the same time, turning and flying in the direction of the demonic attack, but they were still a step too late.

I only heard a loud "boom!" and the demonic power exploded violently in the crowd, and dozens of people vomited blood and flew out upside down. In the middle of the explosion, an elderly man fell to the ground, already dying.

"Master, how are you?" Dao Chen and Dao Jun helped the old man up and asked with tears.

The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, saw Dao Chen and Dao Jun, and said weakly: "You guys are here, cough cough! You two are the last hope of this sect, you must stop the blood demon king clone here, and you can't let him enter the world, otherwise, it will be a bloody catastrophe in the world!"

After speaking, the old man spit out another mouthful of bright red and passed out.

"Obey, Master!" Dao Chen and Dao Jun raised their heads, anger in their eyes, and stared fiercely at the huge Blood Demon King clone, and said.