In Hezhou, in a steep valley, countless broken swords stand in a forest, like a sword forest, and the sky-high sword intent emanates from the valley, faintly tearing the heavens and the earth.

Within the Sword Sect, there are many bamboo and wood houses all over the place, and in the central boundary, in a circular pool, ten thousand long swords are submerged at the bottom of the pool, exuding the sharp aura of the Dao.

Here, it is the famous place of the Sword Sect, and the door is often called the Sword Pool.

It is rumored that each generation of Sword Sect sat on the immortals, and before escaping into reincarnation, they would sink their swords into this sword pool, and from this, they would get the name of the sword pool.

On the Falling Sword Pool, on a small platform, a middle-aged man in a dark golden robe, standing in front of the pool where the sword intent spreads here, slowly spoke: "Han Jian, you went to the Nether Realm two hundred years ago, and the person you met, but the traitor was reincarnated?"

"Han Jian feels good, that person must be the reincarnation of the demon who betrayed the sect back then. ”

A white-clothed young man with a sword-eyed eyebrow stood behind the man with a golden long sword on his back and said with his hand.

"In this way, you are going to get rid of it in the name of recovering my Sword Sect. ”

The middle-aged man moved his palm, grabbed a black long sword from the falling sword pool in the air, and handed it to Han Jian, "This sword, called the Heavenly Dao Sword, is the sword that the traitor carried back then." After its cultivation is completed, it is to come to my Sword Sect, and fall into this Heavenly Dao Sword, you go this time, you can eliminate the hatred of a sword. ”

"The disciple understands. ”

Han Jian took the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand with a respectful attitude.

Han Jian was originally an outer disciple of the Sword Sect, because he was entrusted by his master to look for demons in the lower realm, but he unexpectedly met Zhou Ming, what he did, no one knew, and now that Zhou Ming has returned to the spirit world, the killing intent in his heart suddenly rose, and the grudge of the year is also time to make an end.

After he returned to the spirit realm, he cultivated hard, and with the addition of his powerful talent, it only took two hundred years to break through from the Divine Power Realm to the Flying Immortal Realm.

The speed of entering the realm can be called the leader of the young heroes in the spiritual world.

Now Han Jian is already a disciple of the great elder of the inner gate of the Sword Sect, and now he is summoned by Tianchen to come to the front of the Falling Sword Pool, and when Tianchen talks about the things of the year, he understands that Zhou Ming is the reincarnation of the big devil Chen Ziwen back then.

No wonder, when he was at the outer gate, his master wanted to send him to the lower realm to eradicate some demons.

It seems that the people in this sect have long seen his talents, so they have cultivated him to deal with the reincarnation of the demon who has ascended to the spirit realm in two hundred years.

This Tianchen is one of the supremes of the spirit world, and he is familiar with the art of heavenly machines, so I am afraid that he has long expected such a day.

Isn't it to test Zhou Ming's strength after his ascension this week?

Han Jian turned around, a fierce glint in his eyes. The more profound this strength is, the deeper the city government is, the fault of the matter back then was not Chen Ziwen, but Tianchen died to save face, in order to maintain the reputation of the Sword Sect, let himself go and slaughter the so-called reincarnated person.

Be really ruthless, be really spicy!

However, Han Jian couldn't help sneering in his heart, that sword didn't kill Zhou Ming back then, which surprised him a little.

Two hundred years have passed in the upper realm, and he Zhou Ming has only stayed in the lower realm for two years, what can he make up for this time gap?

Even if Zhou Ming is talented and soars to the spirit realm, he is just a god realm, and he is already a real spirit realm immortal.

Han Jian didn't believe in the rumors that Zhou Ming could kill the immortals with the Divine Power Realm, a Divine Ability Realm, even if he had great ability, could he still turn the mana in his body into a higher level of immortal power?

It's ridiculous!

Han Jian took the pitch-black Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand and slowly left the Falling Sword Pool.

"Chen Ziwen, don't blame me for being ruthless, although it was my Sword Sect's fault back then, you shouldn't join the Demon Gate and become a demon who kills people without blinking. ”

Tianchen stood in front of the Falling Sword Pool and sighed leisurely.

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Zhou Ming didn't know that both the Sword Sect and the Xuanqing Sect had sent an immortal-level spiritual cultivator to this secret realm, but even if he knew, he might not care about it now.

What he is cultivating now is Dao power, and he can use the power of rules that can only be used by the golden immortals in the spirit realm, and at this point, he doesn't know how much spiritual cultivation he has surpassed.

Zhou Ming's use of the power of rules is no less than that of the Great Luo Golden Immortals, if these two giant immortal sects meet him, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Zhou Ming was hiding in a crowd of spiritual cultivators at this time, and he now looked like he was undoubtedly with a Infant Transformation Realm spiritual cultivator, following among the many scattered cultivators, pretending to be looking for treasures.

He did not do this to find treasures, but to find out if there were immortals around the burial mound.

The mana in his body disappeared and turned into Dao power, and it stands to reason that it would take a period of precipitation for his state of mind to keep up with his current realm.

But Zhou Ming had already experienced a Great Dao in his previous life, and now he had transformed into a Dao power, which could be said to have greatly shortened the time for him to recover to his peak strength.

He still didn't know about these rules in his body, and only by cultivating quietly for a period of time could he figure out the rules of power in his body.

Although this burial mound was swept away by a purifying divine light, some things inside would inevitably undergo qualitative changes, such as the Yin and Netherworld Hidden Flow in front.

The originally pitch-black Yin Hidden Stream turned into an incomparably clear water belt at this time, with a little white light shining inside, which was very eye-catching.

Several of the more daring contemplation spiritual cultivators stretched out their hands to put them into the purified Yin and Hidden Stream, and their faces suddenly changed.

Everyone saw that their eyes were filled with happiness, and they squatted sluggishly in front of the gloomy stream that glowed with white light.

"What's going on?"

Several spiritual cultivators went up and touched them, their expressions were stunned, and their faces suddenly flushed, and the whole person suddenly froze in place, as if he was stupid.

"Oh no! get away from them!"

"Don't touch them!"

All the scattered cultivators screamed in horror and retreated one after another, and after this Yin and Hidden Stream became clear, it became even more evil.

Zhou Ming frowned, his eyes flashed with a faint black and white light, and he found that the karma on these people had all disappeared, and their hearts had also disappeared cleanly.

There is no lack of concentrating realm among these spiritual cultivators, but this kind of cultivation is like this, and when they touch this purified Yin and Hidden Stream, their hearts seem to be "purified" as well.

The rules of the Great Dao in Zhou Ming's body can allow him to see through all the vanity, just now he saw that the hearts of these people were empty, it was not a real scene, but a manifestation of the rules.

According to the real situation, their hearts are still there, but the evil thoughts and desires in them have been completely erased.

What would become of a person without thoughts and desires?

The scene in front of us has already told us the correct answer.

Desires disappear, a person has no desires and no desires, and he will be fruitless in his thoughts, bored with the things of the world, and become an empty shell that lives for no reason.

The souls of these people have been emptied.

The purification power in their bodies is not at all a rule that their level can bear, so this is why such a result is produced.

Although Zhou Ming knew the truth, he did not say anything to tell everyone.

These casual cultivators came here because of greed, and if they want to find opportunities against the sky, they must be prepared to face danger at any time.

These soulless spiritualists are a lesson from the past, and they paid the price for their recklessness.

Everyone looked at this sparkling dark stream, and their eyes couldn't help but show a look of horror, although the river was not as gloomy and dark as before, but now it looked even more terrifying than the original black appearance.

Zhou Ming hid in the crowd and shook his head helplessly, there are a lot of purification rules hidden in this river water, it is good that these infant and concentrating spiritual cultivators don't touch it, once they touch it, countless purification spiritual objects will be inspired.

"Buzz!"

On the river, a stream of white light condensed at this time, and many armored figures with spears in their hands appeared in the air, staring at the group of spiritual cultivators below like the Western knights in mythology.

The spiritual cultivators near the Burial Secret Realm couldn't help but cast their eyes into the air, who expected that these white Western knights came into contact with their gaze, and they all swooped down, raising the spear in their hands, and stabbed into the chests of many spiritual cultivators in a daze.

"What's going on?!"

A spiritual cultivator with a shocked face and before he could defend himself was stabbed in the chest by a tall knight.

A white light passed through the devotional's chest and leaked through his back, and although there was no blood, the eyes of this buddy who was only in the early stage of incarnation suddenly became empty, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Not good!"

There was another scream, and a spiritual cultivator in the early stage of contemplation could not escape his fate, and was pierced through the body by a single shot, and fell straight down.

"Run, don't look at these things!"

Some of the spirituals noticed that something was wrong, and the two spirituals who died were the first to look into the air, which meant that once they made eye contact with these knights, they would definitely face the same fate as them.

Thinking of this, everyone closed their eyes, relied on their divine sense, and fled beyond the secret realm of burial.

But it's a pity that they forgot that when these knights appeared just now, almost all of them subconsciously glanced at the air, and it was impossible to escape the sanctions of these knights.

These knights glowing with white light are like tigers entering a wolf pack, and one shot can take away a spiritual cultivator, and the speed and efficiency are so fast that they can be called "soul harvesters".

Some of the higher spiritual cultivators also think about defense or attack, but sadly, their attacks can't hurt these Western knights who are transformed by the purification rules, these purification knights are like nothingness, ordinary energy and physical attacks can pass through their bodies, but they can't break them.

Seeing that one by one, the spiritual cultivators who turned into infants, condensed their minds, and even broke the catastrophe realm fell, Zhou Ming frowned, this divine lord's purifying light caused such a large-scale casualty, if he went all out, this entire spiritual realm, I'm afraid it would suffer, right?

His figure flashed, and he appeared behind a late-stage spiritual cultivator who was being chased and killed by the Purification Knight, and with a movement of his fingers, a confining rule shot out from his fingertips, turning into invisible silk threads, fixing the majestic Western Knight glowing with white holy light in mid-air.

"Forbidden!"

Zhou Ming snorted softly, and the rules of imprisonment were like chains stretched out, constantly connecting these purification knights, and under the blockade of the power of the rules, these purification knights were all condensed in mid-air, like living puppets, and the divine light on their bodies flowed.

"Get out of here!"

Zhou Ming flew into the air and shouted at a number of spiritual cultivators behind him.

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue!"

The scattered cultivators were shocked, and after hearing the majestic voice, they hurriedly hugged Zhou Ming and hurriedly fled towards the secret outside of the funeral.

To tell the truth, Zhou Ming's hand just now really amazed everyone, and with one finger, he fixed all these vicious things, how strong does it take to do it?

Flying immortals, heavenly immortals, golden immortals?

None of them could have imagined that there was an immortal hidden among them.

However, shock is shock, the speed of their escape is not slow at all, with Zhou Ming dragging these strange spiritual objects behind, it is simply a fool not to seize the opportunity to escape.

It's nice to have an immortal come to their rescue, and they won't think about going back to get some cheap or something, risking their lives to go back and pick up the cheap, they can't do it.

After Zhou Ming locked these purification knights, his figure moved, pulling out the Dao Phantom, each phantom did the same action, and with one finger, he pointed at the chest of these knights.

"Buzz!"

Another trembling sound sounded, and the figures of many gods turned into white rays of light, all of which disappeared into Zhou Ming's body that appeared on the riverbank.

Zhou Ming absorbed these purification rules, only to feel that the Dao power in the dantian had grown a lot, he looked at the purified river in front of him, and was about to reach out to probe down, but he didn't want to, a voice full of qi suddenly came from the void.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop!"