The Xuanjian Palace is alive!

Looking at this situation, it is clear that the spirit is born and has its own consciousness!!

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Huo Ran got up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, no matter how much the sorrow called for induction, there was no fluctuation or response. There was a dead silence in the Xuanjian Palace, and only the sound of sorrow echoed in the main hall.

It's as if everything just now is just a dream, an illusion.

But Xuan Chou knew very well in his heart that the Xuanjian Palace should have opened its spiritual intelligence, otherwise it would not have such a terrifying power, let alone produce its own meaning, and be affected by emotions.

To be precise, this Xuanjian Palace should be a spiritual treasure!

It's just that what makes Duan Chou feel frustrated is that the Xuanjian Palace seems to have recognized his identity, but it doesn't seem to recognize his strength, so no matter how he calls for the sense, he doesn't get any response.

Shook his head helplessly, since he didn't get a response from the Xuanjian Palace, he simply didn't think about it, and spread out his palm, a purple thunder bead, suspended in the palm of his hand, crackling, beating up and down, and extremely smart.

It's just that, compared with the previous monstrous power, this time it seems extremely peaceful.

With a smile on his face, he picked up the storage bag beside him.

This time, however, he failed to open it as he wished. The storage bag belonged to Shen Tuchen, the owner was not dead, and the spiritual prohibition on it had not been erased by him, so it was impossible to open the storage bag as easily as before.

However, this is not a difficult thing for Breaking Sorrow.

His face was expressionless, he stretched out his hand to summon him, the golden flame void surged, and in the blink of an eye, a dark golden nail with a length of seven inches and five minutes and a spirit pattern ancient seal engraved on his whole body appeared in Broken Sorrow's hand.

It is the acquired spirit treasure, the heart nail!

This treasure is dedicated to breaking the immortal gang law body, all kinds of spiritual prohibitions, and a rough and simple storage bag, which is naturally not a problem.

Holding the heart nail in his hand, he slashed at Shen Tuchen's storage bag in the air.

The golden flame made a dazzling mark in the air, and the storage bag suddenly glowed with cyan aura, but the moment it touched the golden flame, it was shattered in an instant.

At the same time, in a stone room in the vast Miao Immortal Gate, a young man with a handsome face and a grim face was closing his eyes and knees, sitting quietly and cultivating.

"Break the sorrow!!"

Suddenly, his body shook, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold eyes were full of murderous intent at this time.

Junyi's face suddenly turned white, his expression was distorted, slightly hideous, and a trace of blood slowly spilled down the corners of his mouth, but he remained unmoved.

It's none other than Shen Tuchen!!

At this time, he not only successfully worshiped the vast Miao Immortal Gate, but also successfully worshiped Jingyue Zhenren as his teacher, becoming his personal descendant, and the only male disciple of Shui Yunfeng, the limelight can be said to be dull for a while.

And Jingyue Zhenren was also very satisfied with this newly accepted disciple, and did not hesitate to lose his cultivation to heal his injuries, passed down the Divine Passage Method, Zhenfeng did not say anything, and also gave several superb spiritual weapons for his protection.

In order to allow Shen Tuchen to break through the Huading Realm as soon as possible, Jingyue Zhenren even did not hesitate to pull down his old face and ran to the Water Lotus Peak to seek the Huading Pill and help him break through.

It can be described as caring and treating him like a child. Even Yu Jingchen felt a little appreciative and envious. Although the master treated her well, she never got so good.

And all this, Shen Tuchen saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, after experiencing the tragic death of his master and the dissolution of the sect, his heart had already cooled down, and all that was left was full of anger and hatred, and all he thought about was becoming stronger and revenge.

However, in the past few days in the Haomiao Immortal Gate, Jingyue Zhenren and the senior sisters of Shui Yunfeng still touched him, allowing Shen Tuchen to establish a new sense of belonging to the Haomiao Immortal Gate.

Of course, to avenge the teacher, the hand is broken.

Shen Tuchen has never forgotten this, he has already sworn to do everything he can in this life to kill all the Xuantian lineages!

His complexion returned to calm, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually faded, Shen Tuchen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes, and continued to practice, but the killing intent in his heart continued unabated, constantly rising.

"Break your sorrows, one day I will kill you with my own hands!"

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Fangcun Mountain, Xuanjian Palace.

Turning his palm to retract the drill nail, looking at the dim storage bag, there was a hint of playfulness in his sorrowful eyes.

The spirit forbidden was shattered, and the storage bag was completely reduced to an ownerless thing, but this time the Broken Sorrow Divine Sense was sealed, but it was unhindered, and it was opened smoothly.

After a cursory look at the inner space, in addition to some ordinary spirit stones and pills, the only thing worth paying attention to is the thick and strange dark heavy sword.

The black light flashed, and a swarthy heavy sword six feet long with a wide door panel appeared in Duan Chou's hand.

"Bang .............."

Immediately after, Xuan Chou's face changed slightly, but this dark and strange heavy sword was unexpectedly heavy, even he didn't expect it, with a loud bang, the heavy sword fell vertically to the ground.

Subsequently, no matter how hard he tried to break the sorrow, the heavy sword never moved at all, as if it had taken root.

Rolled his eyes, his face twitched slightly, and he looked at the heavy sword in his hand with a strange expression, and marveled in his heart.

This weight must be at least 50,000 catties!

What surprised him even more was that there was no formation prohibition on the heavy sword, let alone the slightest fluctuation of aura, it was just pure weight, and it was impossible to judge its grade at all.

This makes it feel really unbelievable.

sighed, waved his hand and put it into the void realm, and looked a little depressed, the method of heavy sword cultivation is also recorded in the "Tianlin Sword Codex".

However, this strange dark heavy sword was too heavy, and he was not able to make an envoy at all, let alone cultivate or anything.

It's really hurtful enough to hurt my self-esteem, and as a sword cultivator, I can't afford to hold a sword, which is a joke.

I don't know where Shen Tuchen got such a strange heavy sword, no wonder I didn't see him take it out and use it in Liuyun Sect before, this weight, presumably he can't move.

Specializing in hand-to-hand combat, he created a pair of ink rock heavy armor for himself, it seems that he wants to strengthen his own strength through the way of body refining, so that one day he can succeed in the imperial envoy this heavy sword.

It's a pity that in the end, it wasn't cheaper for me?

The tangled thing is, I can't hold this thing!!

Thinking of this, the smile on Duan Chou's face suddenly narrowed, and there was a rare trace of chagrin in his eyes, this sword Shen Tu Chen could see its extraordinary, and Duan Chou was naturally no exception.

It's a pity that Shen Tuchen can't use this sword, and he can't use his sorrows................

It's a pity to discard it if it's tasteless.......... Chicken..... See the chicken ribs again!!

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