In the silent and open valley, a huge stone monument stands majestically.

On the stone stele, horizontal and vertical, densely packed, one after another sword marks are depicted.

"This is the treasure of the Sword Killing Sect, one of the three major sword spirit tablets of the sect, throughout the ages, all the elders of the Sword Killing Sect who have reached the Yuan Soul Realm have left their own traces on the sword spirit tablet. On this sword spirit tablet, every sword mark is condensed by the essence of the sword path of an elder of the Sword Killing Sect, if you can comprehend a sword mark, it is comparable to getting the sword inheritance of an elder of the Sword Killing Sect. ”

The voice of a black-clothed deacon in the Divine Gang Realm was solemn, faintly filled with pride and pride.

Chu Tiance's eyes were slightly closed, and there were still thousands of meters away from the Sword Spirit Monument, and one after another fierce sword intent rushed towards him.

Some of them are tyrannical and fiery, like the fire of heaven descending into the world.

Some are domineering and domineering, like a god thunder splitting the sky.

Some are warm and delicate, like a clear spring in the mountains.

Some are ethereal, almost dark ghosts.

Thousands of sword intents diffused the void, and the entire valley, even every inch of the void, was filled with subtle and mysterious sword dao charm.

However, this strange and almost endless sword intent also stirred up a pure and incomparable killing intent.

A sword is rampant, killing the world, the sword is pointing, and the living beings are silent.

Compared to the killing intent diffused in this valley, the killing that Chu Tiance had realized when he was promoted to the Ten Great Consummations of the Yuan Mansion was simply not worth mentioning.

"It's really a candle that compares to the sun and the moon, just a spark that can start a prairie fire. ”

Chu Tiance slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils burst out, like a sword surging, and a strong self-confidence burst out.

"It's a spark that can set the prairie on fire, and it really deserves to be a kendo wizard that Elder Ning can't give up on. ”

The black-clothed deacon's eyes lit up, and he handed a sword talisman to Chu Tiance, and said: "This Sword Spirit Tablet is the holy place of cultivation of the Sword Killing Sect, even if it is a disciple of the Sword Killing Sect, it is not easy to enter the valley and comprehend the Sword Spirit Tablet. This sword talisman is Elder Ning Ye, and you can meditate here for two months, all the way to the Five Sects Martial Arts. ”

Chu Tiance was stunned for a moment, and then arched his hand and said: "Elder Ning is very kind, the disciple is ashamed, dare to ask the elder, does Elder Ning have any orders?"

The Sword Spirit Tablet is extremely famous in the inner gate, and Chu Tiance, as a sword cultivator, has naturally heard of it.

Even the disciples of the Holy Sword Tower, who practiced in front of the Sword Spirit Monument for a day, needed five hundred contribution points.

Chu Tiance only has 5,000 points on his body now, and he can only practice for ten days at most.

What's more, this sword spirit tablet is a secret treasure of the three sects, and it is not allowed for outsiders to understand it at all.

The so-called merit is not rewarded, such a generous gift, if it is completely unreasonable and given in vain, it is simply impossible.

The black-clothed deacon smiled slightly and said, "The Five Sect Martial Arts are not trivial, Elder Ning values your kendo talent, and does not want to see you go and never return, two months to comprehend the Sword Spirit Tablet, although it can't help you condense the Xuandan, it may make your combat effectiveness improve a lot." For some reason, Elder Ning couldn't accept you as a disciple, or even introduce you into the Sword Killing Sect, so he could only do this compromise. ”

Some of the reasons for this......

Maybe it was the senior who passed on my Fierce Soul Sword Technique, and his old man gave me a feeling far better than the few Returning Tibetan Realm elders I had met before.

Chu Tiance's heart moved, and that mysterious and extraordinarily powerful senior suddenly appeared in his heart.

With a fist clench, Chu Tiance said solemnly: "Please also ask the elder to tell Elder Ning that the grace of preaching, the disciple is grateful for the five." ”

The black-clothed elder nodded, and did not continue to waste Chu Tiance's time, and left the valley directly.

This sword spirit tablet is the last preparation before the five sects of Chu Tiance will meet the martial arts.

Every minute, every second, is precious.

The valley is quite vast, but there are not many martial artists cultivating in it.

At a glance, there were only twenty or thirty people, and they were extremely far away from each other, at least hundreds of meters apart.

These twenty or thirty people, about thirty or forty years old, only two or three people, most of them are veteran disciples, and even inner sect elders.

Most of them sit cross-legged and meditate, staring at each other, and occasionally one person gets up to try out the swordsmanship, and then continues to meditate.

Chu Tiance found a corner at random, sat cross-legged, and swept his gaze over the Sword Spirit Monument.

In the next moment, the sound of sword roars resounded in Chu Tiance's mind in an instant, and the poignant and tyrannical sound of killing exploded like thunder.

Slaughter!

Slaughter!

Slaughter!

The roar is like thousands of troops and horses, and the iron-blooded banner is like dancing in the underworld and crying at night.

All of a sudden, countless killing sword intents surged, and Chu Tiance's whole person faintly began to tremble.

"This kid really doesn't understand anything! ”

In the distance of the valley, the black-clothed deacon sighed, a little helpless.

The corners of Ning Ye's mouth flashed with an expectant smile, and he waved his hand to stop the black-clothed deacon: "Wait a minute, you can take a closer look at this kid!"

"This ...... This...... How could this be possible, only the top Xuandan Realm peak martial artist could comprehend the true meaning of killing when he was condensing the will of the martial arts, and it was far from being so reckless and hard-hearted. This kid's kendo talent is probably not only in his understanding, but also in his mental toughness, which is also far superior to his peers. ”

The black-clothed deacon was dumbfounded, and it took a while for him to speak.

"Clear grievances, domineering and straightforward, understanding like a demon, heart like a sword, really born sword cultivation. ”

Ning Ye nodded slightly, the hesitation in his eyes gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a thick firmness.

In the valley, Chu Tiance slowly closed his eyes, and a blazing flame kept jumping in the depths of his left pupil.

The bloodline of the Dark Sword King roared and rushed, and a strong and tyrannical killing sword intent gradually condensed in Chu Tiance's bloodline.

480 million blood, the deepest part of each drop of blood, is engraved with a sword pattern.

However, at this time, every sword pattern faintly diffused a trace of pure killing intent.

The world of darkness, the ups and downs of our lord.

Slaughter the world and slaughter all souls.

A little bit of inexplicable enlightenment gradually rose up.

Time passed slowly, and Chu Tiance only felt that the bloodline of the Dark Sword King seemed to be getting thicker and deeper, like hot earth fire magma, flowing in Chu Tiance's body. A pure and extreme killing sword intent, like a little bit of brilliance, shining out from the deepest part of the bloodline, gradually blending with the killing intent stirring in the sword spirit tablet.

Forty days passed.

Chu Tiance suddenly opened his eyes, and a surging coercion that seemed to be real and illusory suddenly spread out from the deepest part of his bloodline.

The entire valley seems to have turned into a Shura Demon Cave, with white bones like mountains and a sea of blood.

However, in the midst of this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, an extremely sharp and pure killing sword intent rose into the air!

Almost at the same time, around the Sword Spirit Monument, two Returning Tibetan Realm Sword Cultivators whose aura was not inferior to Ning Ye's, suddenly opened their eyes.

In their eyes, there was a shock and horror that was difficult to contain!

"Who is this kid? How can it be that the Yuan Mansion is tenfold, and he understands the true meaning of killing!"