"Oh my God. ”

Jiang Hao couldn't help but sigh, this stone carving was the same as the Sword Emperor Divine Stone, and there was a world in it.

This is a scene he is very familiar with, the blood-colored sky, the ancient battlefield filled with gunsmoke, the yellow sand is dyed red, and the blood is pooled into a river.

Next to a sand dune, the soldiers who died in battle were piled up, and a leader knelt on the top of the dune, with a blood-colored broadsword inserted beside him, which was the blood sword of the broken army.

"That's?"

Jiang Hao was puzzled, the real Broken Army Blood Sword was lying quietly in his storage treasure bracelet, so what was the Broken Army Blood Sword here?

The old ghost turned into an old man, with gray hair, but his posture was extremely tall, and a pair of towering sword eyebrows could be expected to be how heroic he was when he was young.

"A brand, or rather, this battlefield is a brand. It was born in my memory and formed this small world. ”

I only heard the old man say lightly, his face expressionless.

Jiang Hao was a little surprised, turned his head to look at the old man, the ancient battlefield in the vision of the blood sword of the broken army, could it be that this old man had actually experienced it himself?

"What the hell is going on, why is the god form and sword body of the Broken Army Blood Sword separated?"

He had doubts, what was written in the Xuantian Pagoda was too brief, and he wanted to know the detailed scene of the great battle at that time.

"The past is like smoke, let him go away with the wind. Let him pass the past, if you really want to know, then go to the sword body of the Broken Army Blood Sword, which has a more real imprint, maybe it can take you back to that war. ”

The old man smiled, with the entity, he looked kind and kind, and his eyes looking at Jiang Hao were also so warm.

"Let's not talk about anything else, kid, don't you still have something urgent, pass my trial quickly, and then I can send you directly to the top, and then you can plant the small fish outside the hole." ”

"Good. ”

Hearing the old man say this, Jiang Hao nodded hurriedly, he didn't know how long it had been in the outside world, if he missed the Imperial City celebration, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

The old man nodded, grabbed his right hand into the air, and the broken army blood sword inserted in the sand dune flew into the old man's hand as if he had heard an order.

Holding it firmly in his hand, the old man waved it lightly a few times, and suddenly, the world became dim, the ghost cried, and there was a rain of blood falling.

Jiang Hao's eyes widened, this brand could cause such a vision, it was almost the same as the real Broken Army Blood Sword.

"Beware. ”

The old man kindly reminded Jiang Hao, and before Jiang Hao could answer, he threw the Broken Army Blood Sword into the air, turning into a bloody light and shooting directly into Jiang Hao's eyebrows.

"Hmm!"

Feeling a wave of killing intent and resentment rushing directly into his mind from that bloody light, Jiang Hao's face twisted painfully, and as soon as his eyes went black, he softened to the ground.

"Turn over the yuan force, protect the mind!"

Seeing this, the old man shouted, and circles of sound waves rippled in the air, waking Jiang Hao up.

With the help of the old man's hand, he got a moment of sobriety, Jiang Hao hurriedly sat on the ground and started the exercises of the Sword Emperor Sutra.

"Ding!"

In the aura, the golden sword spirit, the Haotian Sword, trembled slightly, emitting a colorful glow, and the surging Yuan Force rushed out of the aura and resisted the blood light.

Jiang Hao silently recited "Meditation Decision" in his heart, and at the same time directly combined the essence of the moon with his own spirit, the silver moon Qinghui spilled from the sword, and as the surging yuan power flowed all over the body, it completely suppressed the distorted killing intent, and Jiang Hao's expression also returned to calm, no longer painful.

"Yes. ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction, although Jiang Hao was only in the Ning Yuan Realm, he was able to suppress the killing intent and resentment in it so quickly, but he could say that he was a genius.

"Don't be careless, then this brand will lead you to an illusion, in which you will see the darkest side of your heart, killing intent and resentment will affect you, you need to carry it, otherwise you will be encroached upon and become a puppet of the bloody sword of the army. ”

The old man drank low and reminded Jiang Hao not to let Jiang Hao relax, but to be more nervous.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao's spirit was highly nervous, but a strange fluctuation came from that blood light, Jiang Hao felt a trance, he opened his eyes in some horror, but found that he was no longer in that ancient battlefield.

He looked at the familiar bluestone steps in front of him with some astonishment, although he understood that this was just an illusion, but his emotions still fluctuated violently.

That's right, this is the place he once knew best, his starting point, and his end point.

This is the place where he has been raised for sixteen years—Heavenly Sword Pavilion!

He took a deep breath and forced his composure.

"It's just an illusion. ”

Jiang Hao closed his eyes tightly and told himself that as long as he stayed at the foot of the mountain until the illusion was over, he could pass the trial.

However, a familiar voice came to my ears.

The voice, once familiar to him, was now unfamiliar.

Because, the owner of the voice has long been separated from him by yin and yang.

"Senior brother, didn't you go to Wolong Mountain to get rid of demons, why did you come back so soon?"

What should come, it still has to come.

Jiang Hao sighed silently, opened his eyes, looked at the tall young man in front of him, and said with a forced smile: "Senior brother, I'm back." ”

"Well, it's good to come back safely, we miss you very much. ”

The elegant young man who was called a senior brother by Jiang Hao smiled gently, stretched out a big hand and touched his head, turned around and stepped on the bluestone steps, and walked towards the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

You can't go wrong with this time period......

Jiang Hao whispered, staring closely at his senior brother's back.

Although he knew that this was just an illusion, it was very vivid, and he had the idea of taking another look at the senior brothers, elders, and his own masters.

"No way!"

He shook his head violently, a blank look on his face that he had never seen before.

At this point in time, soon, those black-clothed people will appear, and hundreds of people in the entire Heavenly Sword Pavilion will be unilaterally tortured and killed.

And there is nothing you can do about it.

Here, he has to restrain the killing intent in his heart, and only when he restrains it can he be regarded as passing the trial.

"Senior brother?"

The senior brother who walked up the bluestone steps saw Jiang Hao standing in place in a daze, and his face was still cloudy, so he turned around and threw a concerned look at Jiang Hao, but when he just opened his mouth and wanted to say something, he just spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Hao looked at the "senior brother" in front of him in surprise, his chest was translucent from front to back, and a giant sword penetrated his chest.

"Here we go. ”

Jiang Hao's heart was cold, he sighed, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and didn't care about everything that happened in front of him.

Hundreds of black-clothed people rushed up the bluestone steps from all over the place and climbed the mountain, leaving only the senior brother who fell weakly at Jiang Hao's feet, and the blood spread all over the ground, even staining the corners of Jiang Hao's clothes who were sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Soon after, the mountain was ablaze, and the sound of cries, screams, and roars was heard one after another, and the smell of blood filled the air.

"It's just a fantasy. ”

Jiang Hao whispered, stood up gently, and slowly stepped on the stone steps without looking at the senior brother who fell to the ground without looking at him.

Halfway up the bluestone steps, he saw the corpses of his brothers on both sides of the stone steps, the blood was still hot and damp, and there was a look of horror or anger on his face.

This is exactly the same as what he saw at the beginning.

Dreamland......

"Huh. ”

Jiang Hao grinned, wanting to laugh self-deprecatingly, but he tasted a salty taste.

Surprised, he stretched out his finger and ran it across his face, only to find that he had already burst into tears.