Time flies, and soon, another half moon passes quietly.

And the scale of time has finally returned to a certain position before, back to the extreme north of the continent, in the endless darkness of the Netherworld.

In the ice valley, in front of the mountain-like bones of the fierce beast and the shocking sword cracks, a figure was standing here.

Chen Feng stood in front of the sword marks, frowning, and a little worried in his heart.

I don't know how long ago, there was a peerless kendo powerhouse, and here he slashed out with a sword, cutting this mountain-like fierce beast in half, leaving this sword mark.

Now that the fierce beast has turned into white bones, and the strong man is long gone, there is still the earth-shattering sword intent he left behind in this sword mark.

Originally, with Chen Feng's cultivation, it was difficult to just enter the valley, but thanks to the token of the head of the Imperial Sword Sect hanging around his neck, the seemingly ordinary bronze sword, the mysterious power in it protected him, so that he would not be torn apart by this sword intent.

But the strength of this sword intent seems to be beyond imagination, the closer to the sword mark, the stronger the sword intent becomes, even the mysterious power of the bronze small sword, when it is so close to this sword mark, it seems to have reached the limit.

Chen Feng could faintly perceive that if he tried to go one step further now, cross over from this sword mark, and enter the center of the sword intent, I am afraid that this small bronze sword would not be able to protect him, and he would be completely destroyed by the violent sword intent at the moment he crossed, and the best outcome would be to become a walking dead without sense.

Could it be that when they all come here, they still have to retreat?

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, and a sense of unwillingness surged in his heart.

However, this is only a rift three feet wide, which he could cross in the blink of an eye in the past, but now it is like a chasm of thousands of miles, out of reach.

In the face of this sword mark, Chen Feng once again felt his weakness and powerlessness.

Just as he was about to give up and prepare to retreat, an incredible thought popped out of his mind.

"Since this sword intent is so powerful and terrifying, it is difficult to fight, then why don't you try to comprehend it?"

"If I can comprehend and comprehend this sword intent, then it is possible to cross this sword mark. ”

The boldness of the idea took him by surprise.

It is not uncommon to comprehend the sword intent through the sword marks of the strong, in fact, many kendo monks who suffer from the bottleneck of kendo cultivation and cannot break through the sword intent are to break through themselves by visualizing and comprehending the artistic conception of the strong.

But there is a premise for everything.

Only those sword intents that are close to dissipating and are relatively mild in nature can make people visualize and comprehend, such a powerful and violent sword intent, with Chen Feng's slight cultivation, introducing it into the sea of consciousness to visualize, generally speaking, it is simply self-defeating.

But once this idea comes out, it can't be suppressed.

If he can really comprehend this sword intent, then let alone crossing the sword marks, his own strength and sword path will definitely undergo a radical change.

Even though it is extremely dangerous, isn't it dangerous to walk into this netherworld realm before?

If with his current strength, he is just cultivating hard, and if he wants to reach the strength to be able to take revenge, he still doesn't know how long, a hundred years, or a thousand years, will he be able to live to that time?

And the opportunity to become stronger is not just around the corner now? What are you waiting for?

A strange light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, he took a deep breath, and sat down cross-legged next to the rift.

Then, his mind moved, and he began to contact the sword intent that permeated the surroundings, trying to experience and understand.

Suddenly, the black sword of the sky reappeared in the sea of knowledge, and the furious sword intent instantly filled his consciousness, as if it was about to tear his whole person apart. The huge pain made Chen Feng couldn't help but bow his waist, groaned in pain, and the whole person instantly became hideous, above the forehead, the green tendons bloomed, and the body trembled uncontrollably.

However, the pain could not break him, and he gasped, desperately trying to comprehend the mystery from the scars left by this sword intent in his sea of consciousness.

In the endless darkness of the night, there seems to be something awakening.

......

At the same time, in the south, after crossing the Falling Star Mountains, the northern region covered in silver was in the cold sand valley.

On the ridge, the Bagua Prison Heavenly Array was still running slowly, and Mo Mingming's figure was sitting in it, his body was entangled and sealed by countless chains, his eyes were closed, motionless, like a sculpture.

Somewhere on top of a tower, a figure was sitting in it, and his divine sense fell on the figure in the formation.

"It's been half a month, and still no one has come. ”

"Doesn't he even care about the life or death of his disciples?"

Another voice rang out from the void, echoing in his ears.

"Don't be anxious, just wait. ”

The person sitting on the plate sighed slightly: "My lord, I guess you also understand that I, Hansha Valley, was originally unwilling to get involved in this matter and become an enemy of the academy. After this battle, the thousand-year-old foundation of the Cold Sand Valley may be destroyed in one fell swoop. ”

The voice in his ear said lightly: "If it is destroyed and rebuilt, even if it is a thousand-year-old foundation, what can it be compared to what you are asking for?"

The person sitting cross-legged was silent for a moment, and then sighed again: "I'm just sorry for these juniors, alas, the old man has no choice." ”

The picture returns to the valley again, and the five old men sit cross-legged at the five corners of the formation, closing their eyes to maintain the formation.

"Five elders, thank you for your hard work. ”

But I saw a series of gorgeous robes falling, and it was the emperor who came with a shocking hand, and said to the five people.

"For the sake of Cold Sand Valley, it doesn't hurt for us old bones to work hard, but it's shocking to you, how is the injury?"

One of the five old men replied.

The emperor nodded his head: "The elder is worried, the shocking injury is not a big deal, and it is about to heal." ”

"That's very good. The old man nodded, and the other opened his eyes and spoke.

"Shocking, the old man has no intention of questioning the ancestor, but the ancestor has ever said to you, why are we like this? The academy has no grudges with us, although my cold sand valley is strong, but it can't withstand the wrath of the sage, what does the ancestor think about such a move?"

The surrounding areas of the formation were also soundproofed by the formation, and they were not worried that Mo Mingming in the formation would hear their conversation.

The emperor said lightly: "I know that the five elders have doubts in their hearts, but don't worry, the ancestors have already considered it. There is no need to worry about the anger of the sage, I think a few elders have heard that rumor, behind my cold sand valley, there is not nothing. ”

When several people heard the emperor's shocking words, they were all slightly surprised, glanced at each other, and then nodded: "The ancestor is far-sighted, we naturally believe it, since the ancestor has considered it, then we will naturally serve with all our heart and no complaints." ”

The emperor looked at the five people in shock, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

In the formation, Mo Mingming still sat with his eyes closed, silent, and did not react at all, as if he was just a sculpture.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Mo Mingming opened his eyes as if he sensed something.

His gaze was looking ahead, in the direction of the entrance to the valley.

At the same time, a loud bang came from the direction of the valley mouth, which shook the snow of the entire valley.

Loud screams rang out in the valley.

"It's not good, someone broke into the valley!"

This valley seems to be quiet on weekdays, but as the station of the Cold Sand Valley of the Eight Rank Sect, I don't know how many strong hands are hidden in it, and as soon as there is movement at this time, there is a noise everywhere, and one after another streamers fly towards the mouth of the valley.

In the front of the valley, there was a sudden burst of cracking sounds, and it kept getting closer, as if an ancient desolate beast was galloping towards it.

The next moment, I heard an earth-shattering roar, accompanied by a laugh like a silver bell, and a five-story pavilion collapsed under the ridge.

Immediately after, a giant, but translucent, strange-shaped beast roared out of the collapsed pavilion and pounced towards the Bagua Prison Heavenly Array on the hillside.

"Hehehehe, Third Senior Brother, I'm here to save you!"

In the phantom of the beast, there was a beautiful and agile girl, holding two huge gold and silver hammers, and smashed them down!

Disciple of the Great Sage of Breaking the Sky, ranked seventeenth on the new star list, Zhou Mo!