There are a total of eight entrances to the dragon mound, not only three like in the movie, and they are found casually.

Except for one of them, which is a way of life, the other seven are all ways of death.

Wang Zhuo followed the sound into one of the entrances, walked all the way, and finally came to the real dragon mound.

In the middle, a dry skeleton sits on a dragon chair with a long sword.

Wang Zhuo came to him, his eyes focused on the distinctive spine of the dry bone.

It was the dragon vein that suppressed Shenzhou's luck, and that voice came from it, and it was begging to take it away.

Wang Zhuo was a little hesitant, the dragon vein is of great significance to Shenzhou, if he takes it away, it will definitely cause turmoil in the world and hundreds of people will suffer.

But if you don't take it away, the Shenzhou Tribulation in the wind and clouds is fate, and the dragon vein was not destroyed in the hands of the Dongying people this time because of its own interference, and it will definitely be destroyed for other reasons in the near future.

After hesitating, Wang Zhuo decided not to bring it.

At least I can't bear the responsibility of causing subversion in Shenzhou, and it's better to have chaos later than to chaos in the morning.

He shifted his gaze to the sword in the dry bone's hand again, many people said that this was the Xuanyuan sword of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

Actually, it's not, it's just a piece of iron for the funeral, and the craftsmanship is beautiful at best.

Just as he was about to turn away, a mutation occurred.

The dragon veins suddenly turned into powder, and the dry bones were scattered all over the ground with nothing to support.

A majestic dragon qi flew out of the dragon vein, and the lightning and flint drilled into Wang Zhuo's divine sense, turning into a small dragon lurking in the second palace.

"Tsk, are you still relying on me?"

The dragon vein in front of him had already self-destructed, and Wang Zhuo couldn't do it, so he had to leave with the divine dragon qi.

A few days later, over Leshan, the thunderclouds pressed down on the entire mountain.

The thunderclouds flashed and thundered, like countless thunder dragons shuttling through them, emitting a deafening roar.

Thousands of Lei Yin Sect followers gathered at the foot of the mountain and the river, knelt on the board of the boat, and bowed to the thunderclouds.

In the Lingyun Cave, the fire qilin was lying on the ground, its head buried in its claws, trembling.

At the top of Leshan, there were three people standing at this time.

It is a well-deserved myth of the current world.

Nameless, Juggernaut, and Thunderbolt.

Nameless and the Sword Saint had complicated expressions, they never dreamed that the so-called Thor was actually the original World Meeting, a general manager who was responsible for flattery, Wen Chou and Chou.

Wang Zhuo said: "Sword Saint, if you want to compare swords, look for nameless, why are you looking for me?" ”

Sword Saint said: "Cultivation has reached our point, and there is no point in just competing for strength in the way of the sword." I felt that my end was near, and before I died, I wondered how much I still had to go before God. ”

Wang Zhuo heard the meaning of his words and asked, "Have you decided?" ”

Juggernaut nodded.

Wang Zhuo turned to Nameless again: "What about you?" What do you want to do? ”

Nameless said: "Recently, I sensed that there was going to be a catastrophe in the land of Shenzhou, and I wanted to protect Shenzhou, and my intuition told me that I should take this opportunity to comprehend a higher level of power. ”

Wang Zhuo said: "Okay." Today will be the day when I ascend back to the divine realm, and in that case, I will leave a seed of hope for the land of Shenzhou through your righteous heart. ”

He looked up at the sky, and the thunderclouds that were ready to erupt were about to erupt into a devastating thunderstorm.

But when he opened his mouth and sucked it, it was as if it had caused a dragon to absorb water, and the thunderclouds were wrapped in thunderstorms and were continuously sucked into his abdomen.

As all the thunderclouds were eaten by Wang Zhuo, the sky cleared and the sun shone down, as if the divine light had descended into the world.

Countless believers threw themselves to the ground, bowed their heads and worshipped, but were still unwilling to get up.

Wang Zhuo closed his eyes, and the electric snakes in the thunderstorm space continued to merge with each other, chasing, and devouring.

The originally chaotic and dense space slowly became deserted, and finally formed a rather spiritual cyan python happily swimming around.

Wang Zhuo couldn't help but think of Shi Jian, who was also the second realm of the Lightning Rush Thunder Fist.

I didn't know how many thunderbolts I had absorbed, and the power of Shenzhou's dragon qi had attracted thousands of miles of thunderclouds to reach this realm, it seemed that Shi Jian was even more powerful than he imagined!

However, he didn't know that from the moment his talisman attracted the thunder department, his lightning thunder fist and Maoshan's lightning thunder fist were already two different things.

The miracle has been accomplished, and Wang Zhuo is ready to leave at any time.

But before leaving, he also has to help the two myths of Shenzhou fulfill their wishes.

I saw him take a gentle step towards the two, and the next moment, the two of them found that they had come to an extremely oppressive space at some point.

At this time, they couldn't see Wang Zhuo's figure, but they could hear Wang Zhuo's voice in all directions.

"Use your strongest move directly, otherwise you won't have a chance."

Nameless looked around, dazed. You can't see the enemy, you can't perceive the enemy, to whom and to whom?

This was completely beyond the martial arts he could comprehend.

The Sword Saint laughed, and suddenly the Yuan Shen left his body, and another space was superimposed in the space, the Sword Heart Hell.

Kenshin's Hell gradually expanded, as if it was about to burst the space.

Wang Zhuo said: "Your sword heart hell has always been borrowed from the sword world, and it has not been able to unify the human world. If you want to fight my thunderstorm space, you still don't have enough class. ”

Sword Saint said: "What about that?!" ”

His primordial spirit suddenly radiated countless sword qi, continuously supporting the length, width and height of the sword heart hell from the inside.

Wang Zhuo said: "This is a little interesting. ”

As soon as the words fell, a cyan giant python descended from the sky, and its body grew in the wind, becoming thousands of feet long, circling and winding the Kenshin Hell from the outside, slowly tightening.

The Sword Saint's Yuan Shen widened his eyes and completely burned the Three Treasures of the Spirit Qi God to resist the oppression of the giant python.

Just as the two sides were wrestling, Nameless witnessed the battle of supernatural powers in front of him that had completely broken away from the scope of martial arts.

In addition to the shock, there is an understanding.

In the darkness he sensed a sound of swords clashing against each other, forming words that beckoned to him.

The voice kept urging him, calling out its name.

Come, I want you to call my name......

Nameless closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he pointed his hands to the sky and shouted the name of the voice.

"Heavenless Sword Realm!"

A different space whose power is not under Kenshin Hell suddenly appeared, superimposed on the left and right of Kenshin Hell in the thunderstorm space.

The cyan python opened its mouth and spat out a dragon breath composed of electric plasma, which was in the middle of the Heavenless Sword Realm.

Under the loss of the dragon's breath, the momentum of the expansion of the Heavenless Sword Realm was stopped, and the nameless among them desperately resisted, but it was just equal.

At this time, the sword master said, "I see, I see. Nameless, my wish has been fulfilled, I am going to be reincarnated, and I will leave you the seeds of Kenshin Hell. When I return from my reincarnation, be sure to lead me back to the way of the sword. ”

"Brother Dugu!"

The Sword Saint stretched out his finger towards Nameless a little away, and a white point of light passed through the Heavenless Sword Realm and sank into Nameless's eyebrows.

In an instant, the Sword Saint's decades-long kendo comprehension was deeply imprinted into Nameless's brain.

Then, the primordial spirit of the Sword Master turned into a point of light and dispersed.

Although there is a Buddha Nuwa in the Fengyun world, there is no heaven and earth, but its natural world has its own set of rules for reincarnation.

The Sword Saint Yuan Shen is powerful, a little spiritual light is not extinguished, and after reincarnation, he can still awaken Su Hui again.

The Sword Master died, and the Kenshin Hell dissipated, and the giant python swam towards the nameless Heavenless Sword Realm.