In a forest thousands of miles away from the Tianxuan Dao Sect, the green leaves are bitter and love the dead leaves, and they are buried on the earth, piled up into a vast tomb.

A giant wolf shuttles through the white trees and leafy forests at the speed of an arrow.

"Steward Wang, how far do we have to go! I'm bored and about to grow bird feathers. The bald boy sat on the wolf's back, pulling the wolf's hair with both hands, and there were more than a dozen of them, and the wind blew on the face of the steward behind him.

The king's steward's mustache trembled incessantly.

"It's still a month before I go to the Thousand Valleys, and your kid has asked more than a dozen times, and even bird feathers have grown in his ears when he listens to this. You're not annoying. The steward pouted and blew the wolf fur off his face.

"Have I asked for so long? I'm sorry! I don't remember it. The bald boy pulled up a handful of hair again, and as soon as his palms loosened, all of them flew to Steward Wang's face.

Steward Wang opened his mouth and spit out the wolf hair stained in his lips, and raised his hand to clasp it vigorously in his two nostrils, and deducted three or four wolf hairs, each of which was shiny. He shook off the wolf hair in his hand, and then wiped it on his body with his hand.

"You kid has a heart!"

Li Yang raised his right hand violently, and there was a large wisp of wolf hair in his palm, at least a hundred or so. He turned his head to look at Steward Wang, his eyes blinking, and he looked like an innocent victim. If there is another drop or half a tear in the corner of his eye, his father and mother will have to come back to hug him and comfort him.

The giant wolf under his crotch sneezed, and his feet jumped up on the ground, and a large branch almost knocked the king steward under the wolf.

The steward Wang, who withdrew his gaze from the broken branch, was glad for a while, fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been ugly. He clasped his hands to his chest, his head facing to the right, and snorted coldly, glaring with his chin at the bald boy who was looking at him.

The bald boy pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at the king's steward, turned his head, and thought in his heart: This guy's strength is not bad, I better not mess with him, in case I get a fat beating on the fart-stock, I will lose a lot. Hmph, let you go, a brute, for the time being, and dare to roar and ...... me when I wake up. I don't have a place to vent my stomach with gas, but you take the initiative, I am still light to pick your hair.

Eight days ago:

Li Yang opened his eyes, and the galloping grass and trees sneered at him, and a dazed feeling in his head was punching drunken punches in his mind.

- Where is this? Why are the trees running?

"Are you finally awake?" a cold voice sounded.

What's the hair down there? It's so comfortable to touch!

The giant wolf jumped from the boulder, this jump was at least ten feet away, landed with a sword slash, and then rushed towards the forest.

Forehead~~~

There was a burst of mountains and seas in his stomach, and Li Yang, who was lying on the back of the wolf, opened his mouth to vomit but couldn't vomit anything, and his brows were locked into twists.

"Little bald, how much wine have you drunk - you have been asleep for two days. Steward Wang, who was sitting on the back of the wolf, looked at the bald head in front of him and asked.

"What?" replied in surprise.

"How much wine have you drunk, and you have been drunk for two days. ”

- "Wine!!?"

"It seems that you haven't woken up yet!" Steward Wang stroked the fur on the giant wolf's waist, "Chi'er, take a break for a while." ”

The giant wolf roared - hey~ The front feet slashed to the ground, and a small tornado carried the yellow sand, the remnants of flowers and grass and swept away into the distance.

- Ah~~~~

A long, trembling scream followed a green coat and "slashed" into the thorn bushes and died.

"I ...... Your uncle's-Chu Heizi, you dare to be yin. If I don't beat you Chu Heizi into Chu Baizi, I'll rub your farts with you~ shares. ”

Li Yang, who got up from the thorns, looked angry, dozens of thorns hung on his green clothes, three hanging horizontally on his fart-thighs, ten thorns on his face, one on his nose, raised to the sky, four thorns on both cheeks raised his sword to serve him, and one on his forehead sat firmly on the throne and watched the general trend of the world.

Li Yang, who was furious, stepped on the thorn bush with one foot, and then trampled the innocent thorn bush to the brink of death several times in a row.

The thorn bush screamed before he died: Alas~~

The bald boy pulled the burden on his shoulders into his arms, turned and walked in the opposite direction of the giant wolf's run, the thorns on his face trembling.

"Damn Chu Heizi, you wait for me to come back and see how I am- by the way! How do I go back to the sect?" Li Yang asked as he looked back at the strange middle-aged man sitting on the back of the giant wolf.

"Where do you want to go?" asked the steward Wang, who was drinking water from a kettle, and then put the kettle down.

"Of course it's back to the sect!"

"Are you sure?" said Steward Wang, who jumped off the wolf and landed lightly on the grass with his feet.

"Nonsense! Do you think I'm joking at this time?" Li Yang suppressed the anger in his heart and frowned.

"The sect asked this steward to take you to the Thousand Valleys. The steward advises you not to go back. ”

"I'm not going. ”

"That's okay!" Steward Wang's eyes narrowed, and a fierce light shone outward.

"Then will you send me back?" Li Yang saw Steward Wang mouthing the giant wolf Nunu, and the giant wolf howled??——!

Steward Wang covered his ears with his hands, "This little bald head has a really good voice, compared to what Chi'er has." ”

......

Breaking the thoughts in his mind, Li Yang on the back of the wolf raised his hand, and there was another handful of wolf hair.

The giant wolf sneezed again, his body trembled slightly, and his legs slammed over one of the canopies.

Li Yang clamped the wolf's belly with his feet, grabbed the wolf fur with both hands, and the wolf fur before naturally flew to Steward Wang's face, and an undulating sneeze sounded in the air.

When the giant wolf fell to the ground, a gust of wind swept the dead branches and leaves on the ground far away, and the giant wolf went away with a gust of wind.

The giant wolf landed on the ground, Li Yang was already prepared in his heart, and he was also shocked to the top of his head, and the four views on his face were crowded together, and before he could come back to his senses, the giant wolf accelerated and jumped forward, and a cloud of wind poured into his mouth, nose, and eyes.

Thousands of wind armies launched a riot~ chaos - the whole face was gathered with ups and downs, this damn brute, I have to ......

It's a pity that I didn't shake this stinky boy away, and smashed his fart into eight petals, so that the steward could relieve the hatred in his heart. Steward Wang rolled his eyes to the lower left, and his pupils dilated.

At this look, he almost blew up his lungs, took a few breaths and blocked his abdomen, and his abdomen was propped up like the belly of a python that swallowed a giant elephant. He opened his mouth slightly, and a murderous cold aura shot out from the slit in his lips, and his eyes narrowed into a slit smaller than the eye of a needle, shooting out a cold light.

Li Yang, who was lying on the wolf's back, raised his farts high, and his spine was cold, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake hidden in the grass half a foot away, and he could feel the forked black tongue that kept swallowing.

He honestly pressed his farts down, his chest was close to the wolf's waist, and his head was buried in the wolf's hair, and he changed his abnormality and became honest

Steward Wang clasped his hands in front of his chest, with a sneer on his face, stinky boy, this steward has to teach you a good lesson, and I have to let you know that the wolf in charge is not ridden in vain, and the hair is not in vain.

Hmph!

......

Above the giant peak, on the other side of the sea of clouds.

Han Xiyue, who was holding the red phoenix in her hand, looked up at the black giant tower in front of her.

A huge black metal tower towered over the top of the mountain, and a huge black iron chain wrapped around the tower, slowly wriggling like a dragon wrapped around the pillar.

When the tower touches the chain, lightning explodes, and the sound of swords clashing sounds.

The ferrous metal tower has a total of thirty-three floors. On the closed door on the first floor, the black door plaque is engraved with two golden characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing - Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion, also known as the Sword Tower, is a place of trial for the disciples of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, each layer is full of dangers, and the difficulty of each layer increases exponentially according to the intruder's cultivation.

Since the opening of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, this tower has existed, and in the annals of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, no one has been able to break into the thirty-third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Thousands of years ago, the Demon Sect broke through the mountain gate of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, and one of the demon kings broke into the Sword Pavilion and was killed by the Sword Pavilion on the tenth floor.

Tianxuan Dao Sect has three major places of death, which are the land of nine deaths, the forbidden land, and the sword pavilion. The Sword Pavilion is the weakest, the forbidden land is the most mysterious, and the land of the nine dead is lifeless.

With a flip of the palm of his left hand, a black four-finger-wide array talisman appeared in Han Xiyue's palm, with two white words on it—Sword Pavilion.

"The order is out, the Sword Pavilion is open, go-"

The black formation talisman in Han Xiyue's hand shot at the first layer of the black gate of the Sword Pavilion at the speed of an arrow.

When the array talisman touched the gate, a large cloud of black light erupted from the gate and wrapped the array talisman in it, and in an instant, the black light disappeared, and the array talisman disappeared. The black door slowly opened from the outside to the inside.

Crunch ~ Crunch ~ ~ Crunch ......

When the black door opened, there was endless darkness inside, and a barren aura swept outward.

Han Xiyue clenched the red phoenix and walked towards the endless darkness in the black door.

When Xiyue stepped into the black door with her left foot, the black door slowly closed - Han Ziyun, dressed in white, disappeared into the light......

Han Xiyue, who was in the dark, was not panicked, her breathing was slow and long, her eyes were closed, and her right hand raised her sword in front of her.

When a cloud of light exploded, the fairy in white opened her eyes, and a strange valley mouth appeared in front of her, and in the middle of the two gate-like peaks was a corridor ten zhang wide. Behind her were towering semi-circular peaks, and she couldn't climb over the cage-like valley with her strength.

The environment of the first level has changed again, and last time Han Xiyue was in the blood-colored forest.

A fishy wind came in from the mouth of the valley, flying sand and stones.

Han Xiyue, who took half a step back with her right foot, bowed her knees slightly, slashed her sword behind her, moved her shoulders, and turned into a white shadow towards the mouth of the valley.

Stepping on the footsteps ~~~ The footsteps are getting heavier.

In an instant, the mouth of the valley was already rolling yellow sand, and the yellow sand carried a killing machine to kill with the waves.

Han Xiyue, who was running, pressed down on her toes, and a small pit appeared-brush! A white shadow rose into the air and shot into the churning yellow sand.

The yellow sand churned, and the roar of the beast and the sound of the sword overwhelmed the churning of the yellow sand's dying struggle.

Roar roar roar ~~~~

Puff puff~~~

A strong wind blew, and at the mouth of the valley, a mountain with the corpses of various brute beasts piled up appeared, and the blood of the beasts stained the ground with color.

Han Xiyue stood beside the corpse mountain with a dark phoenix in her hand, dressed in white without a drop of beast blood or a trace of dust. The Dark Phoenix Sword was not stained with blood, and a sword aura was hidden - this was a peerless sword.

The white light flashed, Han Xiyue opened her eyes and disappeared, this time she must have broken through the ninth layer.

Immediately after that, the mountain of corpses in the same place disappeared, and the colorful blood and mud disappeared, all of which returned to the scene that Han Xiyue had just appeared—the breeze was blowing, and the yellow sand was lazily stretching her waist, calm as a pool of stagnant water.