Yang Han looked at the Dao diagram hanging on the Sword Dao Tree, and his heart was extremely shocked, this supreme sword path secret technique is unfathomable, if it can be understood, it will be of great benefit. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info.

"No wonder it can get involved in the mystical Dao rules, it is indeed mysterious, I am afraid it will take a lifetime to practice!" Yang Han began to silently comprehend, opened his kendo spiritual platform, and studied and understood wholeheartedly.

Time passed little by little, and several people remained motionless, silently comprehended, and devoted themselves wholeheartedly, there is no doubt that Yang Han's harvest is very great.

I saw where he stood motionless, almost petrified, looking up at the secret map of the sword path, he himself was about to merge with this map of the way, extremely mysterious.

After a long time, Yang Han withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, stopped looking at the Dao map, and began to evolve in his heart.

The rabbit is not quiet, standing upright, shouting to go against the sky, while comprehending the secret art of kendo, while constantly opening up his own kendo spirit platform, as if masochistic keep splitting his forehead.

However, the comprehension of the dead rabbit is indeed very high, and the speed of enlightenment is getting faster and faster, and finally a kendo tree really began to grow on the spirit platform, and it grew rapidly.

It was very arrogant, and its black hair was almost gone, and while standing upright and running naked, it waved a rich sword aura and shouted: "Damn, this king is going against the sky, in order to learn the secret art of swordsmanship, he will have to abuse himself every day in the future." ”

The fat man was stimulated by it, and he concentrated on hard work, and even a rabbit could be cultivated, so how could he be embarrassed as a two-legged person?

It's not that he lacks comprehension, it's just that this method is not very suitable for him to practice, but he was also stimulated to gain a lot, and his deeply locked brows gradually relaxed.

And Ji Ruorong is also very talented, and the sword tree on her spiritual platform is rapidly getting bigger, ten battles, twenty battles, thirty battles, and finally it has grown to fifty battles, covering the sky and the sun, which is very huge.

And the branches of the kendo tree are crystal clear, as if they are made of crystal, releasing endless cold air, and the small swords condensed by ice crystals grow densely, and her physique actually affects the growth of this tree, and she has embarked on an unusual path.

In the end, in order to watch further, Ji Ruorong walked directly to the coffin.

"If you don't get so close, it's dangerous." Ye Fan called.

Ji Ruorong suddenly woke up when she heard the call, but at this moment she was already next to the sarcophagus.

And the fat man was completely speechless when he saw this, and looked up to the sky and sighed: "My understanding is not the first in my generation, but I am also a good group of people, I can't even compare to a rabbit, how can I even surpass a woman whose cultivation is weaker than myself." Could it be that the secret art of kendo is really not suitable for me to practice? ”

Yang Han and the others hurriedly came to the coffin and pulled Ji Ruorong away, but they accidentally saw the scene in the coffin, and their scalps were numb for a while.

In the sarcophagus, there is half a pool of blood water below, bright and dazzling, as if it has just flowed out of the human body, among which there is a crocodile-faced human creature lying above the blood water.

His physical body is immortal, holding a demon-slaying pestle, and there is a peerless killing machine overflowing, which can literally penetrate people's souls!

"Oh my God, is this the Holy Spirit of Dacheng? It's been dead for more than 100,000 years, and it's not rotten yet, it's lifelike! The fat man was shocked.

"Why is this person so murderous, as if he has slaughtered tens of millions of living beings!" Yang Han exclaimed.

"This ...... It should be the Great Demon Crocodile Ancestor, the sage of the ancient demon clan! The rabbit was so frightened that he almost fell.

"The crocodile ancestor of the demon clan, the true ancient sage, he ...... How did he end up here? Legend has it that the god king body first fought with the supreme powerhouse of the Holy Spirit clan, and then it was turned upside down with the inexplicable creatures, the sun and the moon were gone, and now it seems that the other creature is the ancestor of this big demon crocodile. ”

The slightest murderous aura overflowing from the golden demon slaying pestle made the entire mountain cliff almost freeze, as if it was Senluo Hell, there was no doubt that it was a supreme heirloom saint soldier!

According to legend, the demon pestle is the supreme treasure of Buddhism, and it was later snatched away by the emperor of the demon clan.

"Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and his body has not decayed, he is worthy of being an ancient sage, but why did he die in an ancient coffin?" The fat man was shocked.

"His heart has been hollowed out......," the rabbit exclaimed, and he had just made a bad idea, the bones of the saint were covered with treasures, and he wanted to pull them out and refine them.

However, at this time it was chilling, and the heart of the ancient saint had been hollowed out, with clear fingerprints and some red hair.

"Someone, there are still people down there......" Ji Ruorong hugged Yang Han's arm, didn't dare to look down, and whispered: "There is a person lying in the blood pool, his body is covered with red hair......"

"The Holy Spirit of Dacheng!" Several people were stunned.

Dacheng's Holy Spirit has been dead for endless years, but it has hollowed out the heart of an old sage, which makes their hearts hairy!

"Wow"

Underneath the ancient saint, the Great Demon Crocodile Ancestor, the blood fluctuated violently, and a big scarlet claw popped out with a "bang", which was covered with corpse hair.

Terrible claws as big as a millstone poked out, covered with corpse hair, drenched in blood, and daunting, cold from head to toe!

When Yang Han and the others saw this, the sword in their hands was full of swords, wisps of wisps, and they shot out like silver dragons, slashing towards the big scarlet hand, not wanting him to get out of trouble

"Zheng!"

This was the full force of several people, and the entire mountain would be destroyed into ashes, but the silver sword light could not force it back after slashing at the big claw.

Dazzling sparks splashed everywhere, like a sonorous sound from the slashing iron, and the big hand slowly reached upwards like ghost claws, unstoppable.

"Isn't he dead, can he become a corpse saint?" The fat man and the others quickly retreated, their faces covered with cold sweat.

In the hundred-foot-long black sarcophagus, there is half a pool of blood, bright red and bewitching, and the big claws covered with red corpse hair suddenly poke out, looking weird and terrifying.

The body of the ancient saint is not rotten and floats, but the heart is hollowed out, and at this time, together with the big claws, it is even more terrifying.

Even the invincible world's great demon crocodile ancestor was killed alive, how could it not make people mad, everyone was like falling into an ice cellar, and their breathing was about to stop.

The qi emitted by the ancient coffin was extremely depressing, not only with monstrous killing intent, but also with endless pressure that would make people's hearts collapse, heavy as a mountain. 、

"Boom."

At this moment, the Zhuxian Sword hanging above shook again, and the heavens and the earth trembled, and the breath on its body was no longer peaceful at this moment, but became more and more terrifying, like an ocean sweeping the heavens, and it awakened a trace of will at this moment.

The Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier is about to begin to show its supreme divine power that has crushed the eons.

I saw that on its golden sword body, small dragons as long as a foot were swimming on its surface, which were innate veins, and this sword was evolving into a supreme avenue.

The chaotic fog flowed, the law was unpredictable, and the Zhuxian Sword vibrate, making a sound of wind and thunder, and then the earth, fire, wind and water gushed, as if opening the world.

"Boom!"

A Dao diagram emerged from the sword, full of the primordial breath, as if the initial Dao of Heaven and Earth had just been formed, and it had evolved from it, boundless and powerful.

At this moment, the entire vast ghost cave, more than fifty black mountains, all trembled, terrifying.