At the same time, inside the city of Chuzhou.

Pedestrians on both sides of the Tongzhou River are weaving, shouting and laughing.

The city of Chuzhou is very large, and the ghost fog that gathers from the outskirts of the city to the city is difficult to be discovered for a while.

"Little lady, peel another grape for the uncle!"

"Official, you're so bad, don't touch your hands~"

"Brother Sheng, have you heard of the tragedy in Yuhang Town?"

......

People who indulge in sensuality do not notice that the color of the Tongzhou River, which was originally clear and visible, has gradually thickened.

It wasn't until countless corpses floated over Hanoi that people realized something was wrong.

"Murdered!"

"There was a murder in Chuzhou City, I'm going to report to the official!"

"Let's get the corpse up first, at least there must be more than a hundred people, and ...... do evil."

Hundreds of people gathered on both sides of the Tongzhou River for a time to watch the excitement, and some of them were better watery, and they threw themselves directly into the bottom of the lake, wanting to salvage the corpses.

The people of Chuzhou, with simple folk customs, spontaneously organized rescues and wanted to rescue a living person from more than 100 corpses.

Gradually, however, some of them noticed that something was wrong.

"It's blood, the water of the Tongzhou River has turned into blood!"

"Am I dazzled, why did that body with a swollen and white body open its eyes?"

"Help, the corpse has changed!"

At this moment, a boatman who was salvaging in the water was dragged to the bottom after exclaiming.

Countless white palms suddenly stretched out on the surface of the river, pulling the people in the boat desperately into the water.

"Help, I ......"

"Help me!"

The man who was pulled into the water did not have time to wail before he was silent.

Where have the people on the shore seen such a scene, it is too late to escape for their lives one by one.

The corpses floating in the river climbed ashore, writhing their creaking joints, and crawled towards the scattered crowd at great speed.

Looking from afar, I saw countless "spiders" with scattered heads, festering faces, and exuding a fishy smell, smiling and wreaking havoc in the crowd.

Chen Xuan and Mo Binglan rushed to the city at this time and saw this tragic scene from afar.

"Swordsmanship!"

As soon as Mo Binglan landed, he pinched his hands, and the flying sword split into tens of thousands of clones in the moment of shrinkage.

The dense flying sword covers the sky and the sun, shuttling back and forth in mid-air, and every time the sword body pierces a "spider", the stronger the coercion.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The humanoid spider exploded after being pierced by the sword, emitting a dark green poisonous mist.

Wherever the poisonous fog went, no one who was alive was spared, and they were all turned into dry bones.

"Oh no, we've been tricked!"

Chen Xuan's complexion changed drastically, before he landed in Chuzhou City, he had a bad premonition, and now seeing that these monsters actually emitted a poisonous mist after exploding themselves, this premonition suddenly became even stronger.

It's as if the other party had long expected that they would come to Chuzhou City, so they prepared these poisonous fogs in order to let these mortals die under their noses.

It's a demonstration, it's a challenge!

The most ridiculous thing is that they don't even know who the enemy is!

"Let's get out of here, let's get out of here before we make plans!"

Chen Xuan sighed, Chuzhou has fallen, now they are in the open, the enemy is in the dark, everything has to be considered in the long run.

Mo Binglan was unwilling, but there was nothing she could do.

"It's all my fault, otherwise these people wouldn't have died!"

After she and Chen Xuan stepped on the flying sword, they lowered their heads and sobbed silently.

Chen Xuan opened his mouth and was about to comfort Mo Binglan for a few words, when he saw that the northern sky was pierced by a purple pillar of light, which looked extremely dazzling in this dark night.

"It's not good, that's the direction of Shushan!"

Mo Binglan saw the drastic change in color behind this vision, she raised her wrist and wanted to contact the master through the bracelet, but there was no reaction.

Chen Xuan also sighed in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Go back to Shushan quickly, we have won the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!" ”

Even if Chen Xuan didn't say it, Mo Binglan's flying sword had already turned around and flew towards Shu Mountain.

At the same time, the Shushan Sword Sect, the Yuqing Palace.

Under the Heaven and Earth Monument in the center of the main hall, the Sword Saint sitting cross-legged is experiencing a battle between heaven and man at this moment.

That pillar of purple light emanated from him.

"Give up resistance, without Haotian Ling, what are you going to do against God?"

"The dignified demigod would be planted on this little scheme, this is really a surprise to this god!"

"Hateful, if it weren't for the fear of being discovered by that person, would this god be so cautious?"

"Give up, the god will leave after getting what you want, but if you are obsessed, then don't blame the god for letting your sanity dissipate!"

"Although you are only half a step away from stepping out of this world, it is a pity that it is this half step that has become an insurmountable gap between you and me!"

The Sword Master, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and cold sweat the size of a bean rolled down his forehead.

He was already contemplating the realm of heaven and man, but suddenly a purple pillar of light descended on him, and then there was an additional voice in his mind.

The voice had been trying to crush his resistance, but to little avail.

A dignified demigod exists, one of the strongest in the high-level dungeon world like "The Legend of Sword and Fairy", and the strength of the Sword Master is a supreme existence even in the real world!

No!

This is not an appropriate statement, the realm of the real world is only 100 percent, and this copy reaches 200 percent.

Therefore, if the Sword Master shatters the void and descends into reality, he will be almost invincible!

"Don't bother," the Sword Master said lightly, and the surging pillar of light first paused, and then the light became even worse.

The voice in the Sword Saint's mind became very anxious, if he could not possess the Sword Saint again, he would be discovered by that person, then he would only face one end - stripping off the godhead and becoming a mortal!

It is taboo for the god king to shuttle through the world of reincarnation without permission!

"Well, you win!" After a long stalemate, the voice in the sword master's head seemed to sigh in resignation.

He didn't want to find such a hard bone to gnaw, but in this dungeon world, only the flesh of the Sword Saint and Moon Worship could carry his vast divine power.

After all, the two of them themselves were demigod powerhouses who were only one step away from the God King.

Baiyue is a complete lunatic and difficult to control.

Come to think of it, only Juggernaut is the most suitable.

The Sword Master didn't let his guard down after hearing this, "Then don't retreat quickly!" ”

"Say, whatever you want, but whatever God can satisfy you, you can mention it, even if it is the opportunity and perception to become a god!"

The voice in the sword master's mind was not dead, but this time he changed his approach.

"How can there be a shortcut to one way?"

Juggernaut chuckled and shook his head, politely rejecting the voice.

It's just that even so, a shadow involuntarily appeared in his heart.

This Qianying is Zhao Ling'er's mother, Lin Qing'er, the witch queen of southern Xinjiang.

It's just that now Lin Qing'er has long become a sculpture.

"I see, above the God King, can travel through the heavens and space, do you want to save her? This king can help you! ”

The voice in the Swordmaster's mind was extremely seductive, piercing the heart of the Swordmaster.

Lin Qing'er's death was the only regret in the Sword Saint's life.

If he hadn't asked with all his heart and failed Qing'er, she would not have been forced by the moon worship and turned into a stone statue.

In fact, the Sword Saint likes Lin Qing'er, otherwise he would not have locked Ling'er in the Lock Demon Tower later.

He imprisoned Ling'er in the Lock Demon Tower, the purpose was to prevent Ling'er from returning to Nanzhao, and after eighty years, all the crises dissipated, and Ling'er was safe.

The Sword Saint has always felt sorry for Lin Qing'er, but now that he heard that voice say that there is still a chance to make amends, how can he not be moved?

"You...... Can she really come back to life? ”

The Sword Master opened his eyes and spoke slowly.

"This is nature, this god swears by the godhead!"

The voice saw the Sword Saint loosen his mouth, and his voice was a little lighter.

"Good!"

If you have the opportunity to make up for the regrets in your heart, you may be able to make up for the missing Dao heart and become a god in one step.

This is also an opportunity for the Juggernaut, in front of the gods, everything seems not so important.

After saying this, he completely gave up resistance.

The purple pillar of light began to submerge into the Sword Saint's body, and when the pillar of light completely dissipated, a purple light flashed in the Sword Saint's pupils.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

......

There was no bell in Shushan, but at this moment, there were bursts of bells.

Juggernaut was surrounded by a circle of lilac light, and if you listened closely, you could still hear the sound of chanting the Taoist scriptures.

His momentum also reached unprecedented heights at this moment.

The gate in front of the Yuqing Hall opened without wind, and the square outside the hall was full of Shushan disciples.

They had all just followed the purple pillar of light.

"This seat has broken the avenue, and it will soar in the near future!"

After the Sword Saint walked out of the temple door, he said lightly.

"Congratulations on the master's ascension!"

All the disciples knelt down in unison at this moment.

Not far behind them, a flying sword was flying rapidly, and the Sword Master raised his head, his hands behind his back and looked at the flying sword from afar, a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips.

On that flying sword, it was Chen Xuan and Mo Binglan!