Troubled Times.

The rock monsters stand like a group, like a forest tree upright.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Kill!"

The chaotic stone forest resounded everywhere with bursts of players shouting, and between the roars of the rock monsters, it could be seen that the figures of the Dao players were sweeping, and the mysterious qi was permeating the sky, so that the flowing wind currents had a violent impact, and the trembling fluctuations were abnormal.

Today.

As the player gets stronger and stronger.

The Troubled Forest that was once out of reach and did not dare to step into it is no longer what it was at the beginning, and there are often some players who come to these cultivation points, because, although these rock monsters are powerful, their cultivation points are twice as different as those in other areas! With the improvement of the player's strength, this gap will naturally attract more players to set foot in.

All kinds of lots.

The crowd is full of voices and lively.

……

Outside the forest in troubled times.

The white-robed robe came slowly.

His gaze was calm, and he walked slowly, as if he were strolling in a leisurely garden.

Set foot here again.

His strength has long been different from the beginning, but he has a different feeling in his heart, his eyes swept over, watching the Dao players rush into the Troubled World Forest, listening to the bursts of fighting and shouting, the corners of his mouth flashed a faint smile.

And so he went.

Ignoring the surprised gazes cast around him, he walked straight into the chaotic forest.

"Is he crazy?"

"Just walk into the forest of troubled times! I'm sure he'll be torn to shreds by the lightning-fast rock monsters! ”

……

Seeing that Xiaoyao still chuckled, he walked slowly.

The players around them shook their heads. Obviously, they all think that Xiaoyao is a madman, if he is not a madman, how can he not even have a mysterious qi to operate, and he does not have a single weapon or instrument, so he can do so?

I thought about it.

They all turned their faces and focused on brushing the rock monsters in front of them, but no one paid attention to him anymore.

Stomping~

To these gazes, look at the bottom of the eyes.

Like a light breeze.

Whenever a gray shadow flashed, his body flashed instantly, and then returned to its original position and continued walking. Those rock monsters kept coming. But it passed directly through the afterimage he left behind, and not a single leaf touched his body.

It's been a long time.

These rock monsters knew the power of Xiaoyao, and they instinctively did not dare to come again.

"Heh......"

Xiaoyao smiled faintly, and his body swept through the breeze. Disappeared into the depths of the Troubled Forest in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

"What about the white-robed player?"

Until he disappeared completely. It was only then that the player's astonishment sounded around. But they all thought that Xiaoyao was killed by the rock monster, and sighed slightly why this player was so stupid, so they didn't pay attention.

……

Outside the purple bamboo forest.

Familiar soil. Familiar breath.

Xiaoyao stood outside the purple bamboo forest, looking at this purple bamboo forest, and the scenes of this place sounded in his mind, and all kinds of feelings flashed in his mind like spiritual light. He didn't suppress these thoughts, because he could sense that in the process of constantly understanding the past along the way, his pursuit of kendo had inexplicably become more pure.

"Maybe ......"

"This is to feel the past, to feel yourself, to see the body and mind"

Xiaoyao muttered.

His feet naturally walked towards the purple bamboo forest.

Woo Woo ~ The roots of the purple bamboo flickered like a shadow, and the thousands of purple bamboos that were originally standing suddenly swayed and danced, this is the maze array outside the purple bamboo forest, and the scene of the year is so similar to the present.

Zheng~

Xiaoyao raised his right hand.

The purple bamboo with a light look and the changes in front of him was lightly pointed out, and a wisp of sword light directly broke through a hole, and the purple bamboo was blasted out of a small path, and the sword was continuous, and the sound was like a roar.

Compared to the beginning.

Today's Xiaoyao, even if he doesn't rely on the free sword, he relies on the pure Xuan Qi and Kendo understanding, and the random blow is far stronger than what he was going to come at the beginning.

Click~

Suddenly, Xiaoyao's raised right hand fell.

In his slight gaze, the countless purple bamboos automatically parted like a spirit, revealing a straight passage in the middle, and at the end of the corridor, the familiar purple bamboo building was faintly visible.

"Come in!"

The light sound is from far and near, elegant and long.

Smile freely.

Stepping into it quickly, as he stepped in, the purple bamboo behind him continued to close, and in just a few breaths, it was completely closed again, and there was no trace of destruction. And Xiaoyao was already standing outside the purple bamboo building at this moment, a blue-robed figure holding a pot of sake in his hand, and walked down the stairs with a light smile.

"Senpai!"

"I want to return to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, but I don't have a way to go back!"

Meet the Master of Purple Bamboo.

Xiaoyao Lian bowed and said slightly respectfully.

"Hmm"

"Good performance" The Zizhu Master stared at Xiaoyao, suddenly chuckled, walked to the bamboo table in the courtyard and sat down slowly, two cups appeared, and his right hand ate the pot, and slowly fell.

"Come"

"Try my purple bamboo brew"

"Senpai?"

"Come, sit down!" Master Zizhu interrupted Xiaoyao's words and said with a smile.

"Hmm"

Hear the words

Xiaoyao suddenly suppressed the thought in his heart, sat down on one side, and under the gaze of the Zizhu Master, he held up the purple bamboo brew with a double green luster, and drank it into his throat.

Rumble~

Like a condensed fat entrance, a cool feeling suddenly rushed to the brain.

This moment.

Xiaoyao suddenly felt that the Xuan Qi in his body was actually a little more refined, and the burst of coolness hit, how could he not understand the benefits of this purple bamboo brew, he immediately stood up: "Thank you, senior!" ”

"Heh......"

"It's just that you're lucky, you just happened to bump into it," the Zizhu Master chuckled: "Okay, drink and drink, sit and sit, then I'll send you to the Nine Heavens Sword Sect." ”

Let's talk about it.

He waved his hand directly at his side to tear open a spatial rift, and without waiting for Xiaoyao to react, he just waved with one hand, and Xiaoyao only felt a soft force pushing him, directly into the rift.

……

Wait until your vision is clear again.

Xiaoyao found himself standing under the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist. It can be seen that nine peaks inserted into the sky towered in front of him, and a magnificent atmosphere suddenly rushed to his face.

"Alas"

"I don't know how long it will take to have the strength of Zizhu's predecessors!"|

Look at everything in front of you.

Xiaoyao felt in his heart, the player's strength is getting stronger and stronger, but if you want to reach the level where the Master Zizhu can tear open the spatial rift with a random wave of his hand, it is still too far away! It's just that he only felt it for a moment, and a strong fighting spirit ignited in his heart, unyielding, and unswerving in the pursuit of the top.

Sou~

He looked into the distance.

Directly unfolded the figure and shot out.

……

Nine Heavens Sword Sect.

The huge Nine Heavens main peak continued to emerge, and it swept quickly. Ancient temples continue to emerge in front of him. But there was a look of surprise on his face.

Amethyst macaques have not been found.

When he first arrived that day, the Eighth Senior Brother had already appeared, but at this moment, the Nine Heavens Sword Sect of Nuoda was empty. Even the occasional roar of demon beasts from afar was gone. A hint of unease flashed through his mind. Quickly shot towards the main hall.

"Boom!!"

However. Not yet before he could get closer.

He heard an earth-shattering tremor coming from the direction of the mountain behind Jiuxiao Peak.

The shaking.

If he wanted to knock down the entire mountain, the ground he stepped on was shaking, and the figure could not stabilize it, and he looked horrified. Exclaimed: "This ...... What kind of power can even Nine Peaks vibrate!! ”

Horror resounded.

He hurried out of the blast where the tremor had come from.

The surrounding vegetation continued to sweep by, and the ancient temples swayed behind him, and the deeper he went, the more desolate and lonely the surrounding environment became.

After a dozen minutes.

He stood in front of a valley formed by the accumulation of Kurosawa boulders.

The surroundings are desolate,

It is even more exuding a chilly atmosphere.

"Evil breath!"

Shocked, this aura is so similar to the evil aura on the body of the Nameless Broken Sword! But how could there be such a terrifying, such a strong evil aura in the Nine Heavens Sword Sect? Xiaoyao didn't have time to think about it, but he saw that outside the valley began to go deep, and a broken long sword was placed in various postures.

Either lying on the ground, or half-submerged into the ground, or broken in two, and nowhere to be found.

And the tremors.

It came from within this eerie valley.

"Quack!"

"Evil Immortal, you can't trap me! Haha, when you took the floating moon away that day, you had already broken the seal, and my evil will finally return to the world! Ha ha!!! ”

……

Evil laughter rolled from the valley

The evil aura contained in it was like countless ghosts and gods that swept directly from the valley, infecting the entire sky with a black water, and terrifying illusory beasts roared and boiled in it.

"Humph!"

"Evil spirit, even if you die, it won't let you leave here!"

A familiar voice rang out.

Xiaoyao's body was shocked, and he immediately knew that this was the voice of the old man guarding the tomb, but why, the person who laughed wildly would say that Shizun was an evil immortal? Who is the most wicked one?

And

Listening to the man's tone, the reason why he broke the seal was because the floating moon was taken away!

Loose surprise.

As his face changed, he shot inward.

within the valley.

As Xiaoyao quickly approached, he saw countless broken swords arranged at random, a giant sword that was a hundred meters huge and burning with raging black flames, locked by hundreds of chains, constantly trembling and struggling, and above the hilt of the giant sword, an illusory figure stood with a wild laugh.

He was dressed in a black robe, and his face could not see the real and the false.

But his body was unusually slender and straight, and he just stood there, boiling with incomparable intransoriousness.

And a hundred meters away from the giant sword.

The old man guarding the tomb was surrounded by hundreds of long swords, each of which exuded terrifying sword intent, and wisps of sword qi swept like lightning, supporting his body, suspended more than ten meters above the ground.

"Huh?"

"Xiaoyao, why are you back?!"

The appearance of the Loose Escape.

The two people in the confrontation were shocked, and the evil man was shocked, and the evil fairy was surprised: "Great! Haha, punish the evil, it seems that you are destined to be unable to escape today!! ”

Evil immortal ecstasy.

Countless swords rioted, and their bodies burst towards Xiaoyao like lightning.

"Don't think!"

"No one can stop me today!!"

The evil roared at the same time, and with the terrifying vibration of the giant sword, the earth-shaking black mist was like a terrifying giant hand, frantically condensing in mid-air to form a huge black long sword.

He is far away.

Gulp: "Go!" ”

The terrifying giant sword suddenly burst out, and the terrifying speed exploded, and even an extremely sharp explosion sounded in the air.

The momentum.

The earth-shattering breath of death.

Suddenly, Xiaoyao's whole body stiffened, and his qi and blood coagulated. (To be continued......)

PS: Keep asking for compliments, everyone.