Void enchantment, one big and one small.

Qi Qi snorted, a strange sound in his throat, and then said, "If you can get out alive, leave this Void Enchantment, and do something for me when you get out......"

Suddenly, he said, "That's it, let's wait until you come out alive!"

Qi Qi blinked his crimson eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of tenderness in his sharp eyes.

Ling Zihuan didn't say anything anymore, turned around, and whispered to Qi Qi behind him: "Xiao Qi, whether I can get out of the sword mound alive or not, I still want to thank you, at least let me know some ......"

Before Ling Zihuan finished speaking, Qi Qi was furious, a pair of strong wings kept flapping, and the gusts of wind almost extinguished the torches on the wall, and the red eyes flashed with crimson light, and he wanted to pounce directly and swallow Ling Zihuan into his stomach.

I saw it reply viciously: "Hmph, what a thank you for, it's disgusting! I didn't tell you this to save you, a little man! Listen, get me out alive, and then go out and do something for me!"

Ling Zihuan was not frightened by the momentum at this time, he was just silent, the corners of his mouth hooked a shallow arc, and then walked towards the left hand.

The dim light of the fire shone on Ling Zihuan's thin back, like layers of ripples on the surface of a calm lake, but it was so silent and silent, gradually blending into this void darkness.

A bone-chilling coldness could not help but stand on the fur, but at the dark end of the long road there was the dawn of dawn, waiting for a hero to fulfill his life's destiny......

The secret passage on the left is not very long, but it feels like you are in hell.

Under the Nine Shadows, the undead are surging.

The shadows are lingering, and the ghosts are not gone.

It didn't take long to see a gloomy small door, and there were two big golden characters on the lintel that were crooked and slanted - "Sword Shrine".

The sword mound that Qi Qi said should be this place. Ling Zihuan walked over slowly, just standing outside the stone gate, he was stunned by the scene inside the door.

Inside the stone gate, there is a boiling pool of blood in the middle, the blood water is turbid and high, and the yin qi is cold to the bone. A strong fishy smell came to the nostrils, and it was a sight to behold.

About a dozen long swords floated above the pool of blood, glowing with various colors of ghostly light, reflecting the crimson below.

There were some ghosts floating around the sword, hovering in the air, flickering and dimming under the illumination of various colors of light, like fireflies in the dark night.

Now that you've come here, there's no reason to retreat, no matter how eerie it is, you have to go in hard.

As soon as Ling Zihuan stepped through the stone gate, there was a black mist, and a gust of wind came in a gust of wind, blowing his face tingling and numb.

However, even so, you have to move forward, and with your own firm will, you have to get a spirit sword. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but it wouldn't work out without trying.

The pool of blood was tumbling with a wave of bright red heat, and the pungent smell was disgusting.

Suddenly, the long sword and ghost on the blood pool became extremely active, probably because they saw the living people coming here, and it also added a little fun to this lonely sword mound.

Ling Zihuan couldn't help but be shocked, and he was frightened.

I saw dozens of long swords with various colors of ghost light began to fly in the air, and even the strange ghosts did not show weakness, flying around Ling Zihuan, and the throbbing shadow lines entangled Ling Zihuan like ropes.

"Ahhh......h

"There are people here today...... I'm blessed!"

"Aha, send to death...... Woohoo......"

"Ahh......h

"Hey...... Let Lao Tzu take a closer look at ......"

"Hmm, this kid seems to be from the Spirit Clan, hey, who is that? ...... of your kind?"

“......”

Ling Zihuan covered his ears with both hands, trying to avoid hearing the broken words of these ghosts talking, but to no avail, but vaguely felt that what they said was not heard through his ears, but in the depths of his heart......

Thinking of this, Ling Zihuan's face began to turn pale, his heart rose to his throat, and his whole body was cold and oozing bones.

Before Ling Zihuan could react, above the blood pool, a black and steaming ancient fierce sword "whoosh" pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, only a fraction of a minute!

Ling Zihuan was suddenly frightened, and almost screamed, staring at the sharp sword tip that emitted a black aura in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

What Ling Zihuan couldn't imagine was that the surrounding environment changed instantly......

What pools of blood, swords, and ghosts have all disappeared out of thin air!

Ling Zihuan seemed to be in another world, everything here was so unfamiliar, there was silence between heaven and earth, as if he was dead!

No one can perceive when death will come, maybe it is just a free breath, the breath of death is approaching the beating heart, stealing the three souls and seven souls, and making people find the ultimate hope in the bottomless darkness.

The sudden white light made Ling Zihuan have to close his eyes slightly, and the black long sword in front of his eyebrows seemed to disappear, what happened?

Half paid, Ling Zihuan slowly opened his eyes and looked around at everything......

First, the smell of a corpse came to my nose and exuded blood.

Only then did Ling Zihuan realize that he was stepping on a pile of corpses, and there were corpses all over him, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Ling Zihuan settled down, only if his mind was not chaotic and his will was firm, could he have a glimmer of life to get out of here, but where is this place?

Just as Ling Zihuan adjusted his breathing, the corpse on the ground suddenly turned into powder, like a tiny speck of dust blown away by the wind, there was nothing left, it was simply crisp, leaving Ling Zihuan alone and motionless, full of surprise.

At this moment, a lightning-like black shadow flew from not far away, exuding a black luster, in the turbid air, it was terrifying, and the speed was so fast that it shocked people's hearts.

Closer and closer, closer and closer......

At this time, Ling Zihuan could see clearly, it was a black long sword, blooming with dazzling light, a strong force murderous and unstoppable.

In desperation, Ling Zihuan had to fight to the death, so he subconsciously stood firm, drove the qi of the dantian, recited the mantra, and instantly conjured up a rapidly rotating Taiji diagram in front of the square.

With the Xuanqing Sect's pure internal strength, although it is difficult to resist this aggressive momentum, it can at least reduce the damage.

Unexpectedly, a black light struck, as if a fire of light emanated from the endless horror of hell.

In the dark age, take away all living beings, let human beings avoid the suffering of worldly human feelings, and then toss and turn the six reincarnations, transcend the self, and escape!

So fast!

After the illusion Taiji Diagram in front of Ling Zihuan was impacted by that black light, it instantly contracted and burst out with dazzling white light.

With a "boom", that strong force knocked Ling Zihuan back a long distance, his body flew out, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He only felt a tightness in his chest, he couldn't breathe for a while, his throat was sweet, and he vomited a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The "Six Mysterious Techniques" didn't seem to have any effect, on the contrary, the black light was like a bottomless vortex that sucked up the internal force and bounced out.

It seems that this person is really powerful, and in a short period of time, the victory or defeat has been decided.

After the man landed, he saw a trance arrow shadow teleporting over, and after standing still, his true face was revealed under the layers of fog.

The breeze was blowing, his unkempt hair was black, as if he hadn't been taken care of for a long time, and his golden armor was slightly dull in the sun.

What's even more terrifying is that the man's eyes seem to come from the deepest hell, and a dark fire ignites the land of the Central Plains, bringing killing and desire.

His body moved slightly, making him timidly between the misty voids, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ling Zihuan and said coldly, "You are actually from the Xuanqing Sect?"

Ling Zihuan was not surprised. Since this humane is not false, it is not difficult to recognize that this is the internal force cultivated by the Xuanqing Sect's "Six Profound Techniques".

But now, the scene that changed in an instant made Ling Zihuan very puzzled, how did all this come about?

Seeing that Ling Zihuan didn't answer, the man didn't seem to be angry, but just snorted coldly, "Since you are from Xuanqing Sect, I will give you two choices?"

Ling Zihuan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the man, and felt a murderous awe, so he avoided his gaze and looked away.

"Either you have a fight with me, and if you win, I can consider letting you out of here. If you lose, I will kill you immediately. But if you don't want to compete with me, that's okay, stay here with me for the rest of your life. The choice is yours!"

This really made Ling Zihuan in a dilemma.

He knew in his heart that this might be an illusion created by the sword souls of those ancient gods in the sword shrine, at least he still remembered everything that had happened before in his mind, including the purpose of this trip and some of the words that Qi Qi had explained.

But in this place, there is an indescribable reality, as if everything in front of me is not fiction, such as the moment when he was knocked down by the man just now, there was indeed a real pain in his chest.

And the key to what this man said is to compare or not to compare, if you compete with him, judging from the fragile scene just now, the chance of winning against him may not even be tenth.

When the time comes, it will be as he said, killing me immediately, it is not as simple as strangling an ant, not to mention that if you don't get the spirit sword, even your life will be put in the sword mound, it is really not cost-effective.

However, if you don't compete with him, you have to keep this ghost place and accompany this ugly monster.

Ling Zihuan secretly mocked in his heart, "You are not a woman, and you want me to be a big man to accompany you, it's really perverted!"

At this time, the armored man seemed to know what Ling Zihuan was thinking at the moment, so he glanced at him, a pair of sharp eyes made people feel cold, and a cold murderous aura suddenly came.

"Could it be that this guy is so strong that he can even know what I think in my heart?"

Thinking of this, Ling Zihuan couldn't help but shudder.

"Hey, have you figured it out, is it better or not?" As soon as these words came out, they added a little solemn aura to the atmosphere.

Ling Zihuan is already in turmoil, it is difficult to choose, compare or not, and what is the final result?

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