Chapter 1190: Sword Demon Cave (Page 1/1)

After the banquet, Ling Chen also returned to the inn with the people from Wumen.

Although there were some discordant episodes in the middle, for Chen Qingzhi and Qin Yiren, the young generation of the Wumen, this banquet was still an eye-opener for them, at least they had made friends with so many young geniuses from major families, and they knew the depth of the strength of the young generation of the major families in Kyushu.

Only by knowing what kind of opponent you are facing can you go further in the Ninth Stream Conference.

in a luxurious room.

Ling Chen sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and there were fiery red lines on his body, flashing and flashing, as if fireflies were wriggling.

And in his dantian position, there was a pool of fiery red energy entrenched, like a flame, emitting a circle of extremely hot fluctuations.

This pool of energy was the poison of the fire that Ling Chen had absorbed from Shen Bing's heart when he was on Lingyue Island.

Although Ling Chen had suppressed the fire poison at that time, he had not completely refined it.

The residual poison of the fire is still precipitated in Ling Chen's body, and it has quite a lot of energy.

In other words, if you are an ordinary person, this poison of fire is so latent in the body, and it is very likely to rekindle.

But Ling Chen had the Yan Emperor's Order and the Divine Dragon Jade in his hands, but he was not afraid of this toxin at all.

Now that the poison of the fire has basically been suppressed into the dantian by Ling Chen, it basically can't set off any wind and waves, and then, only the process of refining it remains.

Suddenly emitting a trace of crimson light, the Flame Emperor Order floated up in front of Ling Chen's body, releasing an extremely pure flame essence power from it, and around that pool of fiery red energy, a crimson red circle was condensed.

Using the power of this flame essence, Ling Chen's energy to devour and refine this fire poison will be much lighter.

Time, bit by bit.

Seven days have passed since the end of the royal banquet.

Before you know it, it's the end of the month.

Ling Chen, who had been in retreat in the room for seven days, also opened his eyes at this time, and a touch of fierceness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The Nine-Stream Conference is finally about to kick off.

Pushing open the door, a group of Wumen disciples outside had already gathered and were waiting there.

"Let's go!"

Ling Chen nodded at Chen Qingzhi.

"Let's go!"

Chen Qingzhi suppressed the excitement in his heart, the Ninth Stream Conference, they are here!

The vast endless sea, Penglai Island.

In a deep stone cave.

Here, it is a very famous Jedi in the Penglai Island area, called the Sword Demon Cave.

In the Sword Demon Cave, there was once a peerless powerhouse known as the Sword Demon, and the Sword Demon laid a peerless fierce array in the Sword Demon Cave to temper himself, but in the end, he unfortunately fell into the cave and turned into countless powerful souls, remaining in this Sword Demon Cave.

Today, this Sword Demon Cave has become the birthplace of the East China Sea Sword Saint.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Inside the stone cave, the heart-rending screams continued to resound, which was terrifying.

"Alas, the Sword Demon Cave is extremely dangerous, I don't know if Wuxian can hold it......"

Standing outside the stone cave, it was an old man in blue robe with a long sword on his back, his face was full of worry, his most proud disciple Wei Wuxian was now in this sword demon cave, bearing the test of the sword demon, thinking that at the beginning, he had reached the realm of the sage before entering this sword demon cave, and it was still nine deaths.

Now, Wei Wuxian only broke into the Sword Demon Cave with only the Heavenly Extreme Realm Nine Heavenly Cultivation, which was too dangerous.

Just when he was in a hurry, suddenly, there was a sound of wind in the sword demon cave, and a figure swept out of it and appeared at the entrance of the cave.

The figure's robe was shattered, covered in blood, there was no intact place on the whole body, and there were even a few extremely shocking scars, which were almost fatal, and only a pair of eyes were left, but they released the edge of the heart.

"Wuxian, you succeeded?"

Seeing Wei Wuxian's appearance, the East China Sea Sword Saint was taken aback, and immediately a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on his old face.

"I survived."

Wei Wuxian nodded.

"Great!"

The excitement on the face of the East China Sea Sword Saint has passed the test of the Sword Demon Cave, which will be a qualitative breakthrough for Wei Wuxian's strength, and Wei Wuxian still passed the test before breaking through to sanctification, and his future is limitless.

However, Wei Wuxian's gaze glanced at the western sky, and he muttered in his mouth; "Ling Chen, we have an appointment, and we will fight it out at the Ninth Stream, I hope you don't let me down."

……

At this time, in a secret realm in the depths of the Middle Domain.

This place is only 10,000 miles away from the Divine Capital, a desolate mountain land, surrounded by clouds and mist, but in the depths of that barren mountain, there is a dreamlike secret space.

The scene in the secret realm is completely different from the outside world, this place has an extremely terrifying aura accumulation, the peaks with abundant aura are extremely tall, and on the top of the mountain, there are majestic white jade halls, like an ancient fairyland.

From the entrance of the secret realm, several figures walked out at this time.

"Xuan'er, this time in the Ninth Stream Conference, the respect of the four kings, can you be sure to occupy one of the seats?"

The one who spoke was an old man in black, his body was like a huge whirlpool, swallowing the power of the heaven and earth around him, revealing a trace of extremely terrifying aura.

Mythical Old Man.

Anyone who knows this name knows the horror of this mythical old man. The other party is one of the most powerful big figures in the Taixuan Heavenly Dao, and he is also a high-level sage who is extremely rare in the land of Kyushu.

"Master rest assured, apprentice, will definitely live up to his mission."

On the opposite side of the mythical old man, there is a young woman with ice muscles and jade bones, this woman is dressed in a plain skirt, as clean as ice and snow, and her face is beautiful and vulgar, without a trace of smoke and dust.

"With your words, the master is relieved."

The Old Man nodded, obviously very satisfied with his only disciple.

Since he brought the other party back from that wild land, the other party's cultivation has been a thousand miles a day, and even he, the master, is very surprised, in this world, there is such a rare genius.

Soon, the geniuses of the major sects all knew that there was a Xuantian Holy Maiden in the Taixuantian Dao, whether it was her qualifications or appearance, she was rare in the world.

As for her original name, no one remembers it anymore.

Even she, the apprentice herself, has forgotten it, I'm afraid only he remembers.

"Go ahead!"

The mythical old man didn't say much, waved his hand at the young woman, and the next moment, from the depths of the secret realm, a colorful peacock suddenly flew out and landed in front of several people.

The other two young men of the young woman boarded the peacock's junior together, spread their wings and flew into the air, quickly disappearing into the sky.

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