A moment ago, it was a bright and beautiful prairie, but at this moment, Ning Zhen and they have come to a dark purgatory.

The ground cracked here, and hellish flames sometimes emerged from this crack, and what was even more surprising was that a huge black and quaint broken knife was abruptly inserted into this vast and dry land.

There was a dark mist on the huge hilt, which was very strange.

There was no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, only red and black flames gushing out from the cracks, and by the light of the fire, Ning Zhen and they could still see this place clearly.

It was gloomy, lonely, devoid of any life, except for a few newcomers.

Ning Zhen was immersed in his own Zen cultivation, and he didn't care about everything in the outside world for the time being.

The endless Zen power of the heart goggles shone like starlight on Ning Zhen's Zen fetus.

For a time, the Zen fetus was shining brightly and incomparably bright, like a star in the galaxy above the nine heavens.

Ning Zhen is surrounded by radiant light, just like an ancient Buddha constantly exuding Buddha light.

The black mist on the hilt of the giant knife inserted into the ground became more and more violent, and it actually condensed into a black blade, slashing towards Ning Ji.

Pang Dao had already discovered the clue and shouted: "The power of Xiao Budian conflicts with this big knife, as if this knife has spirituality and rejects Xiao Budian." ”

Bai Xiaojing's face was gloomy, "You actually dare to hurt my future husband?"

The spiritual power of her whole body spurted out, and she decided to block this blow for Ning Zhen, and the black sword qi blade hissed like a hellhound, and slashed towards Bai Xiaojing.

Wang Yi's black face rose with a sense of unease, and he suddenly said: "Everyone hurry up and use all your strength to resist, this air blade is extremely powerful, Xiao Jing will be split in half!"

After hearing this, everyone's faces turned pale, and they all urged ten percent of their spiritual power to help Bai Xiaojing resist.

"Boom" trembled violently, Wang Yi and the others were all shocked away, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

Before everyone could react, another black blade of sword qi had already condensed out from the end of the hilt.

"Whew!" Before everyone could recover, the sword qi rushed straight towards Ning Ji like a wild beast.

Yue Wushuang wanted to try her best to help Ning Zhen block this blow, but it was too late.

The black blade of the knife slashed directly at Ning Zhen's body, and at this moment, the heart guard in Ning Zhen's body emitted a golden light, enveloping Ning Zhen.

"When!" a crisp sound resounded throughout the world.

Pang Dao touched the sweat on his forehead and said, "I'll go, this little thing is hidden deeply." It turned out that this spiritual power can still protect the Lord. ”

Bai Xiaojing's pale face slowly regained its ruddy color at this moment, so dangerous!

The black knife seemed to be really spiritual, and seeing that Ning Ji was safe and sound, in the black mist on the hilt, one after another black qi blades shot out and slashed towards Ning Ji.

The heart guard also emitted golden light to protect Ning Zhen.

"Dangdang Dang!" Dao Qi slammed into the golden light cover, making a crisp sound.

The Ning Ji Zen fetus was wrapped in a drum of milky white Zen power, like bathing in spring water.

He didn't know that such an earth-shattering thing was happening outside, so he just kept himself cultivating wholeheartedly.

The Zen fetus grew bigger and bigger, and eventually turned into a small leather ball.

The Zen power on the heart shield is like the Yangtze River flowing water continuously watering the Zen fetus, until the Zen power on its body is given to Ning Zhen, and then it stops.

Time passed little by little, and the heart goggles no longer had extra strength to protect Ning Zhen, and the black blade of sword qi still did not stop, on the contrary, it became more and more violent.

The little friends around him were not easy to interfere with, and they were thrilled to see, and Ning opened his eyes suddenly, and at this moment, a qi blade had cut into his throat.

As his cultivation ended, the black mist above the broken knife also gradually dissipated, faintly wrapping around the hilt.

This is the last air blade!

Ning Jian's immature shout resounded through this empty and ghostly place like purgatory: "Hey!"

He didn't use his Zen power, but the magic power in his body suddenly condensed on his palms, and he actually wanted to take the domineering Dao Breaking Qi Blade.

Wang Yi exclaimed: "This little bit of spiritual power seems to be different from us, sometimes pure and colorless, sometimes as ruddy as blood and fire, sometimes as domineering as the night, what happened?"

Yue Wushuang also couldn't figure it out: "The master is different from ordinary people, the spiritual power in our body is fine but not mixed, and the spiritual power in his body is mixed and pure, it is really more popular than people." ”

Su Qingning's face was serious, and he suddenly said: "Listen to what my father said, people with extraordinary talents can communicate with forces other than spiritual power, but there are no more than three of them in the imperial capital of this kind of person, which is extremely rare." ”

Bai Xiaojing's eyes shone brightly, her admiration was undoubtedly revealed, and she said excitedly: "No wonder he is stronger than many of us after only condensing three spirit fetuses." ”

Pang Dao touched the back of his head, as if he finally understood something: "No wonder every time I practice with Xiao Budian, I feel that my cultivation progress is twice as effective with half the effort." ”

Everyone, you and I are acting routinely, but Ning Zhen has already blocked the domineering sword qi.

The cracked ground under his feet was also cracked for several meters, "clicking", as if this piece of heaven and earth would collapse at any moment.

Ning Jian patted his immature hand and brushed away the red mark in his palm, which was the blood mark left by the sword qi after slashing, and it was erased in just an instant.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ning Ji was fine, Pang Dao was worried, and said slowly: "Your cultivation actually attracted the attack of this knife, it is very strange, except for the hellish black fire here, there is no life." ”

Only then did Ning Jian shoot his eyes at the black big knife that seemed to fall from the sky into the earth.

The area around the broadsword was full of rifts, and the black and red hellfires were the most concentrated.

"Whew...... "Every time a hellfire bursts out of that crack, it makes a sound like the wind.

Ning Ji looked around, closed his eyes, and suddenly felt that the demon fetus was trembling violently, this space actually had strong magical power?

He opened his eyes abruptly, shifting his gaze to the miraculous broken knife.

Could it be that this magic comes from here?

He didn't think much about it anymore, it was a good thing to have magic anyway, and he was lucky to have a nice surprise every time he came to a place.

Last time it was the world of heart goggles, this time it was actually the world of broken knives, why is everything so coincidental?

What kind of secrets does the Phantom Realm have?

Ning Zhen guessed a few times in his heart, and he didn't guess anymore, as long as it was helpful to his cultivation, it was a good place.

He turned around and said, "Everyone, it's another arduous cultivation, everyone use spiritual power to protect the body, and then work hard to cultivate." ”

When everyone heard this, they all patted their heads.

Why do you want to cultivate again?

They found that although Ning Ji was young, he was a cultivator.

Pang Dao and Wang Yi didn't say a word, they meditated and communicated with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, they had experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and understood the truth that if they didn't work hard, they would be beaten.

The reason why Ning Zhen is so desperate is also so that one day he can go to the imperial capital to truly prove himself, and he is not a fifth-level ordinary!

"Perverted master, but I'm getting more and more fond of worship. "Yue Wushuang unknowingly became a loyal little fan of Ning Zhen.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth in this barren space was several times stronger than that of heaven and earth in the green grassland, which they had never expected.

As the saying goes, people should not be disguised, the sea should not be measured, and the landform should not be disguised.