The pyramid-shaped Sword Tomb Palace, located in the hinterland of the Hades Sword Tomb, is like the center of heaven and earth, absorbing all the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles.

At the moment, in the palace.

On Wang Jie's face, the green tendons were highlighted, revealing an eagle-like expression, and said: "Father, Ling Feiyu is really arrogant, I am also the son of the patriarch, and I have taken the initiative to admit my mistake and apologize to her, but she doesn't give her face at all." I was humiliated, but secondary, the key was my father's prestige, but it was seriously damaged. I really can't bear this breath. ”

Wang Jie knelt for a whole day and a night, but he still couldn't wait for Ling Feiyu's forgiveness.

You must know that he is a demi-saint, and he is the son of a patriarch, even if Ling Feiyu is a sword saint, he should be humiliated like this.

It is conceivable that the entire Zhenjiao Ancient Clan does not know how many people are laughing at him. Shi Ren, in particular, is afraid that he is also hiding from the sidelines and watching his jokes.

It was really unbearable, that kind of humiliation, Wang Jie finally took the initiative to stand up, and immediately rushed to the Sword Tomb Palace to complain to his father.

The patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao, Wang Beilie, stared at Wang Jie standing below with a pair of cold and sharp eyes, and said, "If you can't bear it, you have to endure it." You've already cultivated to a half-saint, but you still like to be willful, can you think about it carefully before you do something?"

"Ling Feiyu is one of the nine palace masters of the Demon Sect, three hundred years ago, at the age of nineteen, he reached the supreme extreme realm of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, and then, with the qualification of defying the sky, he dominated an era. Among her peers, no one can compete with her, and she can be called the most qualified saint in the history of the Demon Sect. ”

"Now, her cultivation is so high, her strength is strong, and her sword is exquisite, I'm afraid that her father will give her three points. ”

"Besides, Ling Feiyu came to the Hades Sword Tomb to fulfill the promise of the Heavenly Burial Sword and help the Ancient Clan of Hell Town deal with the Undead Blood Clan. When the undead retreated, she would definitely leave. ”

"So, your enemy is not her, but Shiren. If you want to become the young patriarch of the Prison Ancient Clan, you must be better than Shi Ren, and you must also make more allies to pave the way for the future. ”

How could Wang Jie let go of his resentment towards Ling Feiyu, but in front of his father, he didn't dare to show it.

Hearing the name of "Shi Ren", Wang Jie snorted coldly and said, "My cultivation has reached the fifth order and a half saint, and Shi Ren is only a second order and a half saint. I'm so much better than Shi Ren, I really don't know why those old stubborns still support him, but they don't support me. ”

Suddenly, Wang Jie thought of something again, immediately raised his head, and said: "Shi Ren and Zhang Ruochen are very close, and it is very likely that Zhang Ruochen is secretly colluding with the Undead Blood Clan, as long as we can grasp this, we will definitely be able to bring Shi Ren down." Wang Beilie nodded, his eyes were quite profound, and said: "Zhang Ruochen is indeed a big trouble, not only a repeat offender in the imperial court, but also a lurker of the undead blood clan, if it weren't for the Xuanji Sword Saint still alive, I really want to expel him from the Hades Sword Tomb." ”

Behind Zhang Ruochen, there is a Xuanji Sword Saint as a backer, and anyone who wants to deal with him must think twice. Wang Beilie naturally also took this layer into account.

Wang Jie didn't think about it so much, in his opinion, Zhang Ruochen and Shi Ren getting too close was a threat to him competing for the position of young patriarch, and he had to get rid of it.

Wang Jie said in a cold voice, "All kinds of phenomena show that Zhang Ruochen must be the lurker of the Immortal Blood Clan, if it weren't for Ling Feiyu to defend him, he would have been in a different place the night before. ”

Wang Jie could see that Ling Feiyu was deliberately sheltering Zhang Ruochen, and Wang Beilie could naturally see it.

Wang Beilie said: "After all, Zhang Ruochen is the sword wielder of the monstrous sword, even if he wants to deal with him, it can't be the people of our ancient clan who suppress the prison. If that's the case, it will definitely attract criticism, and outsiders will think that the ancient clan of the prison is ungrateful. Wang Jie's eyes lit up and said, "Father's intention is that he will arrange for someone else to deal with him?"

With a calm look on Wang Beilie's face, he said, "In two days, the Little Saint Heavenly King Wan Trillion and the Holy Book Talented Girl will come to the Hades Sword Tomb to discuss the specific matters of joining forces to deal with the Undead Blood Clan, and you will personally go to meet them." Although Wang Beilie did not explain, Wang Jie had already understood, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

It is naturally best to borrow the power of the imperial court to deal with Zhang Ruochen.

Killing people with a knife is the best way.

Even if it is Ling Feiyu, it is estimated that he will not be able to confront the imperial court head-on, and when the time comes, Zhang Ruochen will be cleaned up in one fell swoop, and it is best to involve Shi Ren as well.

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Ling Feiyu's cave mansion, located in another mountain of the Hades Sword Shrine, called Zhujie Mountain, is also a place where spiritual energy gathers.

Zhang Ruochen naturally stayed here and couldn't leave at all.

Although many of the secrets on Zhang Ruochen's body have been known by Ling Feiyu, she doesn't know Zhang Ruochen's biggest hole card, the Qiankun Shenmu Diagram.

Zhang Ruochen naturally couldn't take the initiative to expose it.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen could not enter the Qiankun Divine Wood Diagram, so he could only stay in Zhujie Mountain, cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, and absorb the divine blood power hidden in the blood and muscles through the cultivation of the palm technique.

For half a day, Zhang Ruochen made 1,300 palm prints in a row, and the gas explosion was extremely loud, even if he stood a hundred miles away from Zhujie Mountain, he could hear it.

The dragon elephant is like a palm, the most rigid to the fierce, the most yang to the fierce, especially Zhang Ruochen, who has been cultivated to the ninth palm, and his whole body is full of masculinity, like a round of humanoid scorching sun.

Urging the palm technique, the fiery masculinity burst out, roasting the earth to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen took a long breath and slowly withdrew his arms, and the flames and masculinity that had originally permeated the surroundings also flowed back to his body like a tide.

"The power of the divine blood has already been absorbed halfway, and in two more days, it should be able to completely absorb it. ”

Zhang Ruochen could clearly perceive that his own strength had improved a little.

"At your age, you can actually cultivate the ninth palm of the dragon elephant like a palm, but you have left all the fellow monks of the Buddha Dao far behind. ”

Silently, Ling Feiyu appeared opposite Zhang Ruochen, ten zhang away.

She was still dressed in purple, veiled, and surrounded by holy light, revealing a graceful figure, giving people a hazy beauty.

Even in the face of a Sword Saint, Zhang Ruochen seemed extremely calm, without the slightest fear, and said, "It was very surprising to be able to get the praise of the Flying Feather Sword Saint. ”

"There's nothing surprising, if it weren't for the fact that Ben Sheng saw that your talent was good, I'm afraid that you would have died the night before. Ling Feiyu said lightly.

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly, but did not refute.

I have to say that in the previous night's situation, if Ling Feiyu hadn't taken him away, I'm afraid that Zhang Ruochen would really die in the Hades Sword Shrine.

Ling Feiyu said again: "Come with me and take you to a place." ”

"Where is it?" asked Zhang Ruochen.

"When you get there, you'll know. ”

Before the words reached Zhang Ruochen's ears, with a bang, Ling Feiyu turned into a purple streamer, flew to the top of the bamboo forest, and rushed out into the distance.

Zhang Ruochen inspired the Luan Feng Divine Seal to speed up, and flames erupted from his legs, as if he was stepping on a Luan and a phoenix, catching up with Ling Feiyu.

Ling Feiyu deliberately tested Zhang Ruochen, so he didn't use full speed.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen catching up, she sped up again.

In this way, chasing and chasing, he flew for more than 2,000 miles, and when he came to a black field, Ling Feiyu flew down from mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen also flew down and appeared not far from Ling Feiyu.

This black field is very cold, and if you put water on the ground, I am afraid that it will freeze into ice in an instant.

However, in the distance, there are also volcanoes that are erupting magma.

Extreme cold and extreme heat, two forces, intertwined.

Zhang Ruochen looked up, and above his head, there were layers of black clouds, as if they were about to press from the sky to the ground. You can even see dense thunder and lightning shuttling through the clouds, forming a primitive picture like the beginning of the heavens and the earth.

"Here?"

Zhang Ruochen's face became serious.

"This is the real Sword Shrine. ”

Ling Feiyu stepped into the black field step by step, and said, "In ancient times, this place has always been a tomb of swords, and there are countless swords buried underground, as well as countless sword cultivation bones. ”

"No one knows why such a place has been formed, only that it has existed since ancient times, and there is a rather special force in its existence. ”

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What special power?"

Ling Feiyu's pair of apricot eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Once you enter the Sword Shrine, the strength of the Sword Cultivator can increase several times. The cultivation of other monks will be imprisoned. ”

Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked, there was such a strange place?

He immediately stopped, activated the Divine Seal Eye, looked around, and was surprised to find that the sword rules in this place were quite dense, dozens of times beyond the outside world.

Except for the rules of the sword, there are actually no other rules of the holy way.

It is conceivable that entering the sword mound to practice kendo must be able to go a thousand miles in a day.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I understand! In the Middle Ages, the reason why the human race built the prison in the sword mound was precisely because of this special power in the sword mound. ”

Not even the Immortal King can escape, let alone anyone else?

Ling Feiyu said again: "Not only that, but the Sword Shrine also has another special power, and that is the power of regeneration. ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ruochen was a little puzzled.

"As long as the broken sword is buried in the sword mound, after a hundred, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, the sword in the ground can be restored to its original state, and even, become sharper. Of course, the higher the grade of the sword, once damaged, the longer it will take. Ling Feiyu said.

It's unbelievable to be so unbelievable.

However, since it was said from Ling Feiyu's mouth, it must be the truth. (To be continued.) )