Seeing Fan Chen rolling down the mountain directly, Teng Zixuan hurriedly rushed over, helped Fan Chen up, and said, "Fan Chen, you're fine." ”

"It's okay, let's go back first. Fan Chen said, and as he spoke, he led Teng Zixuan away from the sword mountain, and the coercion of this sword qi gradually dissipated, and at this time, Fan Chen found that his shirt had been completely stained red with blood.

Fan Chen handed the Burning Feather Sword in his hand to Teng Zixuan, "This Burning Feather Sword made of Fire Meteorite should be the most suitable spiritual treasure for you, I believe that with it, your strength will definitely be one step closer." ”

"Thank you, I won't say much if you are polite. Teng Zixuan is also not a hypocritical person, he directly took over the Burning Feather Sword in the hands of Fan Chen, and suddenly the Burning Feather Sword made a sword sound, this is the rhythm of self-confession, the Burning Feather Sword and Teng Zixuan are really a perfect match.

I saw that Teng Zixuan directly cut his finger with a long sword, and the blood dripped on the sword surface, Teng Zixuan suddenly felt the existence of a small creature in the sword, and was extremely happy, happy that he had obtained a new master again.

Teng Zixuan gently waved the burning feather in his hand, and suddenly the entire sword surface was covered by flames, and he slashed out a sword at will, and the blazing flames erupted, and the power was not ordinarily strong.

Fan Chen stroked the cyan long sword in his hand, the red dust, the ruthless four words were extremely dazzling, and when he touched it lightly, it exuded an extremely sad sword sound, he really couldn't imagine what kind of mood his previous master had when forging it, and the sadness was infected with the sword intent of the forging sword.

Hongchen, you will be my sword in the future, you will fight with me in this world, Fanchen cut his fingers and dripped blood on Hongchen, and suddenly Fanchen felt that a strange picture appeared in his mind.

In that picture, a small river, a grass house, a pair of lovers snuggled together, next to a huge furnace, in the furnace, a cyan sword has been formed, and even a machine spirit has been born.

The two people who snuggled together whispered something, but Fan Chen didn't know what they were talking about, it was certain that the two of them at this time were extremely happy, and a very beautiful picture made people can't bear to break, at this moment, time seems to be eternal.

At this time, I saw the man get up, with an extra long sword in his hand, and danced in front of his beloved woman, the man's posture of dancing the sword was like flowing water, extremely beautiful, but every move, every style was mixed with infinite sadness, as if telling some sad story.

The woman also looked very seriously, smiling, as if she wanted to portray the man's figure in her mind forever, but smiling and laughing, a crystal tear slipped down the woman's pale cheeks, thinking that she should be extremely happy at this time.

The man danced with a sword, but at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the woman's mouth, and the vitality was rapidly lost, and the man quickly returned to the woman's side, and also shed tears of sadness.

The woman died, the man picked up the woman and walked to the furnace, on the cyan long sword, carved the red dust, ruthless four words, and then the man who hugged the woman still jumped into the furnace, martyred the sword, or martyred with his body, so far, the red dust sword was completely forged, and the sword sound exuded infinite sadness.

Fan Chen woke up, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and for a while, sadness rose in his heart, is this the origin of the Hongchen Sword, it can be said that the martyrdom of the two has achieved this unparalleled spiritual treasure.

At this time, mortal dust could already feel the existence of the sword spirit in the sword, and the sword spirit at this time was like a newborn baby of a human being.

"Hey, hey, mortal dust, don't you just drop blood to confess the Lord, why are you still crying? Teng Zixuan waved his hands vigorously in front of Fan Chen, I don't know why Fan Chen cried.

"Oh, oh, it's okay, now that we've got the spirit sword we wanted, let's get out quickly. Fan Chen said, and walked towards the exit as he spoke.

At this time, Feng Sanshao and Lu Zhen outside were in a hurry, and said, "Elder, the two of them have been in for a long time, shouldn't something happen, does it take so long to choose a spirit treasure?"

"Hey, these two people probably didn't listen to the advice and went up to the sword mountain. The elder sighed helplessly, he has been guarding the pavilion for many years, and he is very clear about the situation in the Lingbao Pavilion, and most of the people who enter will not be able to bear it and climb the sword mountain.

"Hmm, Elder, what do you mean by this, is it that they go in and pick up a spirit treasure, what danger will there be?" Lu Zhen heard the meaning of the elder's words.

"Wait, although there is no danger in choosing a spirit treasure, if you climb that sword mountain and don't know how to advance or retreat, then there will be danger. Elder Shouge said.

"Elder, what do you mean by this.........." Hearing this, Feng Sanshao suddenly became angry, but before he finished his words, he saw the two of them walking out of the Lingbao Pavilion.

To be precise, at this time, Fan Chen was helped out by Teng Zixuan, he had just experienced the Great War for a few days, and he was seriously injured again, if there was no one to help him, it is estimated that Fan Chen would not be able to get out of this Spirit Treasure Pavilion.

"What's the situation, this is. Feng Sanshao and the two hurriedly greeted him and took over Fanchen, "Didn't you just choose a spirit treasure, why did you make it look like this?"

"It's okay, I can't die, as for this injury, it's a long story. Fan Chen showed a far-fetched smile, this time he really has to be raised in bed for a long time, otherwise it will have to affect the foundation.

At this time, the Elder Shou Pavilion walked over, and a large number of two people who came out of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion said, "What do you gain from climbing Sword Mountain?"

"Elder, there is. Teng Zixuan should arrive, and took out the Burning Feather Sword as he spoke, according to the rules, although the sword can be taken away, but it is also necessary to register the information.

"Damn, you two climbed halfway up the Sword Mountain?and, took off the Burning Feather Sword?How did you do it?" Seeing the long sword in Teng Zixuan's hand, he was calmly surprised and lost.

"That, Elder, to be precise, it wasn't me who climbed the Sword Mountain, it was Mortal Dust, and he also took down this sword and gave it to me, and it just so happens that this sword is very consistent with my attributes, so I am considered the master. Teng Zixuan explained.

Hearing Teng Zixuan's words, the Pavilion Elder directly turned = towards Fan Chen, "Since you climbed up, what spirit sword did you get?"

"That, Elder, it's nothing, that is, I got this sword. Fan Chen said, and took out the Hongchen sword as he spoke, and suddenly several onlookers could feel the sadness emanating from the sword.

Seeing the appearance of this sword, the Elder Shouge changed color, "Boy, do you see that picture?"

"Elder, do you mean the pair of men and women you saw in the process of recognizing the lord of this sword?" Fan Chen asked rhetorically, could it really be real, but how could such a picture be stored in the sword.

"Well, providence. The elder sighed helplessly and said, "That's not an illusion, it's real, boy, remind you, since you have chosen this sword, but don't practice that Hongchen sword intent." ”

"Is the Red Dust Sword Intent the sword technique that the man danced in that picture?"

"Yes, boy, remember my words, this sword has not been brought out before, but the person who brought out this sword couldn't bear the sadness of Hongchen's sword intent because he practiced this resoluteness, and finally died of desolation, and his death was extremely miserable, so he was sent back to Sword Mountain again, so you must not practice. ”

"Elder, is this Hongchen Sword intent so fierce? Just by practicing, it has such a fierce counter-devouring power? Then thinking about it, the power is also extremely terrifying. Fan Chen said, this reminded him of the Dragon Fist, if it is an ordinary person's cultivation, the backlash is extremely strong, but the power is really not to be underestimated, it is comparable to the Xuanjie Exercises.

"Okay, that's all you say, make your own decision, but then you two have made a lot of money on this trip, on the Sword Mountain, there are only these two five-grade growth spirit swords, which have been taken out by you, it can be seen that the strength is average, elder, I am optimistic about you." Elder Shouge said with a smile. "That, Elder, after hearing what you said so much, I just want to know what picture you are talking about, what Hongchen Sword Intent, and what the situation is. Feng San and a few people listened from the sidelines with a confused face, completely ununderstanding what the elder and Fan Chen were talking about. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Way of Mortal Dust" to read for free for the first time.