Chapter 868: Heart Sword Stone Pavilion

What does this kid want to do?

Lu Xudong and the others looked at each other and exchanged glances from time to time.

It's no wonder they are puzzled, the flame that Tang Huan is urging at this moment seems to be extremely violent, but in fact, there is not the slightest heat emanating from it, attacking them with such a flame? Tang Huan shouldn't be so stupid, right? If he is really so stupid, then it will be in their arms.

"Brother Tang Huan, you are ......" Xiang Donglai was also a little stunned.

"Brother Xiang, stay close to me. ”

The corners of Tang Huan's lips hooked up a strange smile. Although Xiang Dong was a little suspicious, he still approached Tang Huan, and in the next moment, the majestic heat contained in the flames gushed out like a volcanic eruption, and the surrounding void seemed to burn, making bursts of crackling sounds.

All of a sudden, the surrounding temperature rose wildly.

"It's hot!"

Lu Xudong, who is the strongest, can endure it for the time being, but the monks around him who are seven true spirits can't bear it, especially those in front of Tang Huan, almost instantly, their robes have been soaked with sweat, like a chicken that has just been fished out of the river.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Lu Xudong roared angrily, but almost the moment his words fell, the few people in front of Tang Huan had already desperately retreated dozens of meters, gasping for breath. The corners of Tang Huan's lips flashed with a mocking smile, and he glanced at Lu Xudong obliquely, then strode away with the fireball in his hand.

"Idiot!"

Xiang Dong came back to his senses, was overjoyed, scolded Lu Xudong unceremoniously, and followed Tang Huan step by step. Although he also felt extremely hot, under Tang Huan's deliberate control, the heat he endured was almost the weakest.

As soon as Tang Huan left, the terrifying enthusiasm also went away quickly.

The True Spirit Cultivators around him were all relieved, and Lu Xudong also subconsciously let out a long breath, but his face was already angry.

Yesterday, the scene of Tang Huan forging weapons in Yijian Villa was spread in Yanyang City and the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", especially the matter of the seven elders competing for Tang Huan, which was talked about by countless people. Of course, Lu Xudong also heard about it, but he was a little unimpressed.

In his opinion, no matter how strong Tang Huan's attainments are, his strength is not comparable with himself.

But what he never expected was that when Tang Huan urged the spiritual fire, once that enthusiasm broke out, it was so terrifying, even with his cultivation, it was estimated that it would not last long when it was so close, and others were powerless to stop it.

"Senior Brother Lu, is that it?" A True Spirit Cultivator who had just retreated from a distance ran back with a stunned expression.

"There will always be a chance in the future!"

Lu Xudong almost didn't crush his teeth. Their plan became a complete joke, Tang Huan just released a ball of fire and didn't make any offensive moves, could they still go to sue and say that they were forced to retreat by the heat emitted by Tang Huan's fire?

If you can't bear that enthusiasm, there's no point in catching up.

Just when Lu Xudong and the others were aggrieved, many monks watching the battle around the sword platform couldn't help but cast their eyes over, and the exclamations were endless.

"What a lot of firepower!"

"Alchemist?"

"That seems to be Tang Huan, I watched him forge a superb low-level heavenly soldier with the 'Sea Heart Divine Stone' in Yijian Villa yesterday. ”

"It turns out that he is Tang Huan!"

“……”

After a while, Tang Huan had already withdrawn the flame in his palm, and he was moving away from the east.

Although this Tibetan Sword Mountain is a stone mountain, the mountain is crisscrossed by roads, and various plants and trees are planted on the roadside. Under the guidance of coming to the east, Tang Huan bent left and right in the mountain road, constantly comparing the surrounding buildings with Hucan's memory, and after a while, the two had come to the south of Zangjian Mountain.

Thousands of meters away, you can see a fiery red building rising into the sky like a sharp sword.

That's the "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion"!

On a square with a circle of hundreds of meters, the "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion" with a height of tens of meters stands proudly.

This red building, which has been inherited in the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" for countless years, is said to be carved out of a huge boulder, with countless fine and complex lines on the surface, and the wisps of red luminescence lingering, making this stone pavilion seem to come to life.

When Tang Huanhe arrived at the square from the east, at the gate of the "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion", there were people coming in and out from time to time.

This loft is nine storeys high.

The condition of the attic is extremely similar to the Spirit Cave of the Tiger Clan in the Yanlong Mountain Range.

Cultivating in the Spirit Cave, the monk needs to bear extremely great pressure, and the deeper he is in the Spirit Spirit Cave, the greater the pressure. The pressure is directed at both the soul and the body, but primarily on the body. And in this "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion", it is just the opposite, it is mainly aimed at the soul!

The higher the stone pavilion, the stronger the pressure that the soul needs to bear, but the power that can be absorbed is also more pure and rich. Under such strong pressure, the cultivator's potential would be able to be exploited to the fullest, and the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect had always been keen to cultivate here.

However, the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" has many disciples, and the number of people that can be accommodated on each floor is limited, and sometimes you have to queue up.

"Let's go, let's go in and see!"

Glancing at each other, the two of them invariably quickened their pace.

At the gate of the stone pavilion, the void fluctuated slightly like ripples. After passing through the gate, you will be on a round platform with a radius of about 100 meters.

Just with a sweep of his eyes, Tang Huan was taken aback.

The round platform is about two meters high and is covered by a large white shield. The function of this shield is to isolate the pressure of the "Heart Sword Stone Pavilion". At this moment, there were at least a thousand monks gathered on this round platform, all of them True Spirit Realm cultivators, lined up in a long dragon that was winding and turning.

There are thousands of small white stone houses, surrounded by a circle around the round platform.

Whenever a monk came out of the small stone house, the monk at the front of the line would immediately step out of the shield and enter the empty stone house.

There is no need for someone to maintain order, everything is carried out in an orderly manner.

The monks who walked out of the stone house did not stop here for long, and as soon as they entered the shield, they would leave through the arch on the right side of the center of the round platform.

During this process, from time to time, people like Tang Huan and Xiang Donglai came in through the right arch, or lined up behind the line, or went to the second floor of the stone pavilion through the left arch. Of course, the monks who dared to go to the second floor of the stone pavilion had basically surpassed the realm of true spirits in their cultivation.

"Brother Xiang, I'll go up to the second floor to take a look. After waiting in the team for a while, Tang Huan said in a low voice.

"What? You're going to the second floor?"

Xiang Donglai couldn't help but exclaim.

Many monks around turned their eyes over, and in an instant, there was a hint of surprise in the eyes of those people, without the cultivation of Ning Yuan Realm, it was better to stay obediently on the first floor of the stone pavilion, this was almost the common knowledge known to the disciples of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect"!