Sword Tower, 25th floor.

After the alien creature was taken away by the formation ripples, a phantom condensed by the formation imprint appeared in front of Yang Xiu.

It is an old man with a white beard and white hair, crane hair and a childish face.

"Good, good...... Young man, you are the fifth person to defeat the pure-blooded demon clan of the same realm since Emperor Bendi founded the Imperial Sword Pavilion. ”

The old man with a childish face on his back looked at Yang Xiu and nodded slightly.

When Yang Xiu heard this, his heart was shocked, this old man with a sword on his back turned out to be the founding ancestor of the Imperial Sword Pavilion?

It's been tens of thousands of years, so it's impossible to still be alive, right?

The old man with the sword on his back looked at Yang Xiu and continued: "You don't have to be afraid, this emperor is not an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he has already fallen, but he has integrated a spiritual consciousness into the formation imprint, and he can only be preserved to this day by protecting it with a soul stone on weekdays, and only when there is a disciple who has broken through the twenty-fifth floor of the sword tower, this emperor will appear and tell you some of the secrets of ancient times." ”

Yang Xiu looked at the old man with the sword on his back in surprise: "What secret?"

The old man with the sword on his back had a very serious face, and said: "In this world, there are not only Qinglan Continent, but also other continents, not only human races, demon races, but also other alien races, what I want to talk about is an extremely terrifying race, he is the mortal enemy of all living beings, and the hell demon clan from the realm of necromancy!"

Hell Demons?

Yang Xiu suddenly thought of the alien creature he had just defeated, the old man with the sword on his back called it a pure-blooded demon clan, it should be this hell demon clan.

The old man with the sword on his back continued: "You guessed right, what you defeated on the twenty-fifth floor of the Sword Tower was a Hell Demon Clan, the Hell Demon Clan is divided into many kinds, and the weak ones are very weak, such as the Dwarf Demon Clan, which is only equivalent to the martial artist of the Ning Yuan Realm.

The powerful are very powerful, such as the pure-blooded demons, they can cultivate, improve their cultivation by devouring the blood of living beings, and their strength is almost invincible in the same realm, and ordinary Terran geniuses can't compete at all. ”

In Yang Xiu's mind, the alien creatures he encountered in the Forbidden Demon Abyss suddenly appeared, with a short stature and a strength that was only equivalent to the Ning Yuan Realm.

Could it be ...... That's the dwarf demon of the demons of hell?

The old man with the sword on his back looked at the change in Yang Xiu's expression and said, "Have you ever seen the demon clan?"

Yang Xiu nodded, and told him about his experience in the forbidden demon abyss, and also said that he met the blade demon in the blood axe martial arts arena.

The old man with the sword on his back showed a grim look on his face, and said: "In ancient times, a passage with the realm of necromancy appeared in the Qinglan Continent, and the Hell Demon Clan invaded the Qinglan Continent to hunt the human race for food.

The strong man of the human race paid a great price to kill the Hell Demon Clan who invaded the Qinglan Continent, and sealed all the passages, and the places you mentioned should be the places where the Demon Clan's passages were sealed back then.

Qinglan Continent, there should be no demons, since there are already demons living there, it means that the demonic energy of the necromantic realm has penetrated into the Qinglan Continent, and some weak demons have come to the Qinglan Continent.

The Hell Demon Clan, in the near future, will once again invade the Qinglan Continent, and the Qinglan Continent will usher in a moment of life and death like our era. ”

Yang Xiu was also startled when he heard the words of the old man with the sword on his back, a pure-blooded demon clan whose cultivation was equivalent to the nine-fold gathering spirit, his strength was so strong, what if it was a pure-blooded demon clan equivalent to a king and an emperor?

Yang Xiu felt terrible when he thought about it.

Pure-blooded demon clans, there must be more than one, they are so powerful that ordinary martial artists can't compete at all, and even ordinary human geniuses can't compete with them.

If there are a large number of pure-blooded demons, how many Terran Tianjiao will be needed to stop it?

Suddenly, Yang Xiu thought of something even more terrifying, and said, "The pure-blood demon clan that I fought just now is real, how can it live for tens of thousands of years?"

The old man with the sword on his back looked at Yang Xiu and said, "This is exactly the terrible place of the Hell Demon Clan, they are creatures of the Necromantic Realm, they are the bodies of the Necromancer, there is no concept of longevity, as long as they are not killed, they exist forever." ”

The corners of Yang Xiu's eyes twitched.

It is truly terrible to be a race that exists forever, and that it is still a race that feeds on the flesh and blood of living beings.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the Terran Tianjiao of the ancient era has already fallen in the long river of time, but the Hell Demon Clan who fought with them has been able to live until now.

The old man with the sword on his back sighed lightly and said: "In the era I live in, the Qinglan Continent is very strong in martial arts, and there are many emperors, but in the battle with the Hell Demon Clan, it did not have much upper hand, and it took an extremely heavy price to win the victory and seal the passage of the Necromantic Realm.

Now, the Tianjiao of my generation have already fallen, if the Hell Demon Clan invades again, I need the Terran Tianjiao of your generation to continue to fight against the Hell Demon Clan and protect the Qinglan Continent!

The reason why this emperor wants to leave a spiritual consciousness and be forever lonely in the formation imprint is to tell you these heavenly pride, the human race is not safe in this world, the greater your potential, the greater the responsibility, the human race is in the Qinglan Continent, and needs your protection. ”

Yang Xiu looked at the old man with the sword on his back, and was in awe of the Terran Tianjiao of their generation who fought against the Hell Demon Clan, and said:

"Senior, rest assured, I was born and grew up here, if the Hell Demon Clan reappears and wants to destroy my human race, the kid will definitely do his best to fight against it, and will never let the Hell Demon Clan slaughter my compatriots in this land. ”

The old man with the sword on his back looked at Yang Xiu, nodded slightly, and said: "Among the Hell Demon Clan, the Pure-Blood Demon Clan and the Nether Demon Clan are the most difficult to deal with, the Pure-Blood Demon Clan is physically strong and invulnerable, only the most powerful sword formation master can kill it."

Netherworld Demon Clan, the soul is powerful, it can capture people's hearts, except for the thunder law, the physical attack has no effect on it, it is very difficult, you are a powerful sword formation master, but you also have to pay attention to the cultivation of the thunder law, but also sharpen the spiritual will, in the future, when you encounter the pure-blood demon clan and the Netherworld demon clan, you will not have weaknesses. ”

Yang Xiu nodded slightly, the old man with the sword on his back was teaching experience.

The old man with the sword on his back said nothing, waved his hand slightly, and said: "Qinglan Continent needs to be guarded by generations of human race Tianjiao, and now...... It's up to your generation, don't let the land of the Terran fall into the hands of the alien race, don't let the compatriots of the Terran become the food of the alien race! This emperor can't leave the Soul Stone for too long, remember, remember!"

As he spoke, the body of the old man with the sword on his back faded and disappeared.

Like the old man with the sword on his back, he only left a trace of spiritual imprint, which was permanently preserved in the formation of the sword tower, and was kept immortal by relying on the soul suppression stone, which was really pitiful for tens of thousands of years.

This is definitely not the way of immortality that the old man with the sword wants, this is a kind of torture, a great pain, and endless loneliness.

The reason why the old man with the sword on his back did this was to pass on some of the secrets of the ancient times and the news about the Hell Demon Clan to the future generations of Terran Tianjiao.

This...... How great!

Yang Xiu looked ahead, saluted respectfully, left the Sword Tower, and headed for the Sword Prison.

(End of chapter)