The top of the mountain.

Zhao Xiaochen exhaled slowly, with a hint of excitement on his face, just half an hour ago, there was suddenly an extra exercise in his mind, an extremely powerful exercise "Nine Heavens Xuanqing Sword Technique", condensing sword qi and hurting people with qi.

He immediately cultivated according to the content of the exercises, and in just half an hour, he transformed the aura in his body into purple aura. Although the Nine Heavens Xuanqing Sword Technique did not allow him to directly break through to the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, Zhao Xiaochen could feel that the purple aura in his body was extremely sharp, just like sword qi.

His current strength is much stronger than before, if he faces Chen Shaofeng and the others again, when he is well prepared, he will come by surprise, and make a move before they can react, maybe he can really win quickly. Of course, if the sneak attack was not successful, the loser would be Zhao Xiaochen himself, after all, his small meridians had not been improved.

Gathering Spirit Realm, as the name suggests, is to initially gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to enter the dantian, this realm is the entry point of cultivators, Wang Fat Fat is the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, the evil young Chen Shaofeng is also the fifth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and the princes and others are the third or fourth layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and the miscellaneous disciples of the entire Miscellaneous Servant Peak are all Gathering Spirits Realm, and all of them are below the fifth layer of the Gathering Spirits Realm.

Above the Gathering Spirit Realm, it is the Huahai Realm, he has not had much contact with this level, and he doesn't know much about it, but he heard that it is to turn the dantian into a sea, as for the realm above the Huahai Realm, Zhao Xiaochen is not very clear......

"The two of us have known each other for a long time, I still don't know what you call you, who is it?" Zhao Xiaochen turned his head and asked the purple-robed old man standing aside.

"Oh! The old man is a sword spirit, as for the name......" The purple-robed old man paused, his eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was recalling something, after a long time, he exhaled, retracted his thoughts, raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiaochen and smiled slightly: "Call the old man Jun Lao!"

"You, you said that you are a sword spirit, and let me call you Jun Lao, you can't be the sword spirit of this sword, right?" Zhao Xiaochen picked up the king sword that was placed aside, and looked at the purple-robed old man, his eyes revealing uncertainty.

"Well, it's the sword. Jun Lao nodded affirmatively.

"Ah! there really is a machine spirit!"

Zhao Xiaochen exclaimed, a little unbelievable, he had long heard that some powerful weapons were able to channel, and as soon as the master's mind moved, the weapon could leap from a hundred steps away, he had always thought it was just a legend, but he didn't expect to see it today, and he was still its owner.

"Then, when you get old, call me Xiao Chen!" Zhao Xiaochen said happily.

"Good!"

Jun Lao had a blank expression behind his back, but a smile was evident in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

Bang!!!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the entire sword peak was trembling, and the falling stones made a crackling sound, and Zhao Xiaochen felt that the entire earth was shaking, and the sky was spinning.

After a while, he gradually calmed down, Zhao Xiaochen stabilized his body, and said with a shocked face: "Elder Jun, what happened? What was that loud noise." ”

"Huh!"

Jun Lao chuckled twice, looked into the distance, stroked his beard with a calm face, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that there is a guy who can't wait and is urging us to pass!"

"Guy?" Zhao Xiaochen wondered.

Standing up, patting the dust on his body, and putting the sword on his back, Zhao Xiaochen walked quickly to the edge of the cliff two or three times, followed the gaze of the old man, and took a deep breath of cold air, even though this scene had been seen thirteen years ago, but when he saw it again, it was still shocking.

The blood lake, the endless blood lake, the blood water is tumbling and boiling, surging like the beast's bloody mouth, from time to time as if to break free from the entanglement of the blood lake, and suddenly attack towards the sword peak, a cold wind blows, bringing a strong smell of blood.

In the depths of the right side of the blood lake, in the ruined earth, a pair of aqua-blue crystal coffins lay flat on the ground, the crystal coffin was ten zhang long and three zhang wide, exuding aqua blue light all over its body, and the entire gray world was illuminated by the light of this crystal coffin.

The Gray World is composed of three things: Sword Peak, Blood Lake, and Crystal Giant Coffin.

Bang!

The blood rushed in, hitting the sword peak, and there was another shock. Jun Lao grabbed Zhao Xiaochen, and before Zhao Xiaochen could react, he jumped forward and rose into the air, Zhao Xiaochen only felt that his feet were hanging in the air, and when he was down-to-earth again, he was already standing on the edge of the blood lake, and a smell of blood came to his nose.

At this moment, the blood lake is strangely calm, just now it was turbulent, but now it is calm, there is not even a wave, it is very weird.

"Jun ......" Zhao Xiaochen just wanted to say something, but he felt a force behind him push him out.

"Get in. ”

Jun Lao didn't give Zhao Xiaochen a chance to speak, and directly threw Zhao Xiaochen into the blood lake, and the King Sword behind him suddenly flew away and came to Jun Lao's side.

Boom!

"Ah......h

Zhao Xiaochen let out a muffled sound in the blood water, and he felt a burning pain all over his body, as if he was in a burning fire. He quickly got up from the bloody water and ran towards the shore, screaming as he ran: "Ahh

"Humph!"

The old man standing on the shore pushed his hand forward, and Zhao Xiaochen instantly flew backwards and smashed into the blood again.

Burst!

Zhao Xiaochen sat up, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Jun Lao with a shocked face as he endured the pain, he couldn't figure out why Jun Lao threw him into the blood lake, even if Jun Lao wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of moving his fingers, and he didn't need to do anything more.

Quack!

An evil laughter came from all sides of the blood lake, the laughter was extremely cold, emotionless, not like a human being, and people couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts,

Suddenly, there was a clear sound in the center of the blood lake, Zhao Xiaochen immediately turned his head, and saw that there was a blood-colored figure in the depths of the blood lake, it was a young man, the young man was dressed in bloody clothes, with blood-red long hair reaching to his waist, with an awl-shaped face and a slightly upturned nose, blood-colored pupils narrowed into a line, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised to reveal white teeth, which seemed to be smiling at Zhao Xiaochen, very evil.

The blood-clothed man also held a blood-colored sword in his hand, the body of the bloody sword was facing downward, inserted into the blood lake, the sword was wide, three feet long, five fingers wide, and a blood-colored skull was carved at the head of the hilt.

"Demon Lord. The blood-clothed man's tone was cold, but the depths of his eyes were full of heat.

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