Where did the legendary Four Holy Beasts, which have the power of reaching the heavens and the earth, go?

In Lu Zhe's memory, the last time the four holy beasts appeared in front of the eyes of the world, it was in the distant ancient period, but the records of the four holy beasts in ancient books are extremely vague, and later generations only know half of it, and the four holy beasts are stored in the legendary zài, mortals regard them as gods, and the strong are in awe of the four holy beasts, although everyone is extremely curious about the four holy beasts, but not many people have really explored the mystery of the four holy beasts.

Lu Zhe inadvertently obtained the inheritance of Xuanwu and the White Tiger, and one person obtained the inheritance of the two holy beasts, which made Lu Zhe more curious about the legendary four holy beasts, and this curiosity also continued to breed, grow, and grow to an extremely terrifying point.

Lu Zhe originally didn't believe in the numerology of heaven and earth, because he knew that his fate was in his own hands, and he had been working hard for these, he wanted strength, he wanted to be strong to the pinnacle of strength, and he also wanted to take his fate into his own hands.

But what happened in this ancient space subverted his cognition, and now after he obtained the killing sword book of the holy beast white tiger, Lu Zhe had to admit that even he was secretly guessing in his heart, as if there was an invisible big hand that was pushing his fate forward, and even the treacherous trajectory of his fate was changing accordingly.

Although his strength is constantly getting stronger, and it seems that he is developing on the good side, Lu Zhe feels that if he is allowed to develop like this, he may still inevitably walk into an abyss and cannot extricate himself. Or, in that case, he still can't escape his fate.

Such a fate. It's unacceptable to Lu Zhe, and it's also something he can't accept!

My life. It must be in my own hands, and not only that, but I must also control the fate of all beings!

Lu Zhe's eyebrows suddenly moved, a resolute look crossed his eyes, his fists clenched together unconsciously, after experiencing the baptism of killing intent, there was a domineering spirit on his body that he had not seen before, and even his temperament had some obvious changes.

Made up my mind. Lu Zhe walked out of the Killing Temple, because he had already obtained the White Tiger Inheritance of the Killing Sword Codex, and there was no need to stay any longer.

And the most important thing is that from the time he fell into the sea of blood, he fell into a coma, even Lu Zhe himself didn't know, he was in a coma for a few days, he was afraid that he had been in a coma for too long, I was afraid that even the last battle of the Tianjiao Battle was not far away, if he couldn't get to that battlefield in time. Then he will be the first to miss the battle of Tianjiao, and he will not even have a chance to fight, which he can't bear.

Because. This first is not only for himself, but also for Li Manrong!

Thinking of this, Lu Zhe felt a heat in his heart, and there was also a sense of urgency, he knew that his time was running out, he could not care about the honor of being the first in this Tianjiao battle, but he couldn't abandon Li Manrong's happiness. After all, Li Manrong made the decision to sacrifice himself so much in order to save himself.

Lu Zhe is even trying his best. It is impossible to let Fu Chen's villain's tricks succeed, never!

There was a flash of anger in his eyes, but it was fleeting. Lu Zhe pushed open the white-gold gate of the Killing Temple, and stood at the door of this hall.

Pacing to the edge of the cliff, looking at the sea of blood in front of him, Lu Zhe also gasped.

He had fallen into the sea of blood, and he also knew the horror of this sea of blood, if it wasn't for that point of light, I am afraid that he would still be trapped in the sea of blood at this time, unable to get out, so looking at this sea of blood at this time, Lu Zhe's heart was also a little uneasy.

The eyes were looking straight ahead, but the sight in front was extremely blurry, and the other side of the sea of blood could not be seen clearly at all, which made Lu Zhe extremely puzzled, because at the beginning on the other side of the sea of blood, he could vaguely see the hall on this side, but at this time, he couldn't see the other side, and Lu Zhe had to be suspicious in his heart.

"There is no blood-colored rope bridge, and there is no tiger charm, how do I get out of this place?"

Lu Zhe stood on the edge of the cliff, and a somewhat fishy wind blew from the void, blowing the white-clothed hunting sound on his body, and a strand of hair on his forehead was scattered, with a smart taste.

"Well, let's see what the mystery of this Killing Sword Book is. ”

Lu Zhe sighed, and also sat cross-legged, no longer entangled in how to leave this place, because he knew that some things would naturally appear when they should appear, and some turnarounds might appear by themselves.

The divine sense invaded the light group of the Killing Sword Codex, and began to perceive this Killing Sword Codex, and the Xuanwu Divine Power was still unable for Lu Zhe to practice, so he also wanted to see if the Killing Sword Book left by the White Tiger could be practiced at this time.

It can be used as the inheritance left by the holy beast White Tiger, and the power must be good, at least, it should not be weaker than the creation of chemical martial arts, this is Lu Zhe's cognition, because the strongest he has come into contact with at this time is only the creation of chemical martial arts, and it is also a fragment of the creation of chemical martial arts, not a complete creation of chemical martial arts, however, Lu Zhe knows that the creation of chemical martial arts in his fragment is such a terrifying power, if these eight desolate forces are gathered, then it will be so terrifying power.

However, thinking that the second half of the Eight Desolations was taken away by Gu Jingtian in Qingyun Pavilion, a sneer crossed the corner of Lu Zhe's mouth.

That fragment, he will go to retrieve it sooner or later, and the day when the Eight Desolations are complete is also the day when he will be shocked by the ancient sword, wash away all the grievances for his father Lu Yuanlang, and end the hatred.

Lu Zhe's divine sense invaded this light group, and with a bang, this light group turned into a small tower, a four-story small tower, and above the four floors of the small tower, there was some blur and it was not real.

And Lu Zhe's divine consciousness turned into a villain, standing in front of the door at the bottom of this small tower, raising his head and looking up at this quaint small tower, his eyes were full of fiery color, but he had no choice but to enter this small tower.

Lu Zhe also smiled bitterly in his heart, this small tower has four floors. It corresponds to the fourth-layer realm of the Killing Sword Codex, but at this time, he can't even reach the door of the first layer. If he can successfully open this small tower, then it means that he has successfully cultivated the first level of the Killing Sword Codex. On the supreme road of kendo, it is also a solid step of its own.

"The killing intent in this sea of blood also happens to provide me with boundless killing intent for cultivating the first layer of this Killing Sword Codex. ”

Feeling the boundless killing intent coming from the undulating sea of blood below, which was like an ocean, Lu Zhe also nodded, and then began to run the exercise route of the Killing Sword Codex, and began to cultivate this Killing Sword Codex.

Time flew by bit by bit, and Lu Zhe's figure sat in front of the door of the Killing Temple, his eyes slightly closed. It was as if it had fallen into a deep sleep, and below it was a seemingly boundless sea of blood, which had a terrifying feeling that made people panic.

Lu Zhe just sat on top of the sea of blood, the Killing Sword Code in his body quietly operated, and terrifying suction power burst out from the acupoints around his body, like an invisible whirlpool.

From the sea of blood below, red mist peeled out of it, like smoke, through the air. All of them swept into Lu Zhe's body surface, and Lu Zhe's originally fair skin showed a faint flush, with a ruddy feeling.

But. However, killing intent began to accumulate in his body, and red mist continued to accumulate in his body, and under the operation of the Killing Sword Codex, the killing intent began to be constantly compressed, refined, and become more brilliant and pure.

The time of the day passed quietly, and Lu Zhe just sat on the top of the cliff, absorbing the killing intent in this sea of blood to his heart's content, which was a long process. It's another somewhat boring process, but it's also a process of Lu Zhe's transformation and strengthening.

"Whew!"

Suddenly. Lu Zhe, who had originally closed his eyes tightly and was immersed in cultivating the Killing Sword Codex, exhaled a turbid breath and opened his eyes suddenly. Two red rays of light burst out from his eyes, and the killing intent in his body suddenly erupted, like a volcanic eruption, and the momentum on his body suddenly increased a lot again, his eyes were scarlet, and a terrifying killing intent spread from his body.

At this time, Lu Zhe is a killing god!

A god blocks the killing god of the Buddha and the killing god of the Buddha!

"Killing Sword Codex, Killing Intent!"

Lu Zhe scolded lightly, and the Great Hidden Immortal Sword flew out of his spiritual ring, and was held in his hand, the fairy sword was in his hand, and Lu Zhe's sharp eyes were also a little sharper again, like the sharpest sword in the world.

The Great Hidden Immortal Sword continued to dance wildly in Lu Zhe's hand, and the huge sword body slashed flexibly in the air, Lu Zhe did not make any complicated moves, just the simplest movements, but it was to split the void I don't know how many cracks came out.

Killing intent is vertical and horizontal, vertical and horizontal!

Lu Zhe put away his sword and stood in place again, the crimson color in his eyes also slowly faded away, and in a day's time, he finally reluctantly gave the first layer of killing intent to the killing sword codex, and fortunately with this sea of blood, otherwise if he wanted to cultivate this first realm, I am afraid it would still take a lot of time and an opportunity.

"Boom. ”

Suddenly, a stone bridge appeared in front of Lu Zhe, and the stone bridge continued to grow into the distance from under Lu Zhe's feet, as if extending to the other side of the cliff.

Looking at the stone bridge under his feet, Lu Zhe's heart also flashed with a hint of joy, and without the slightest hesitation, he boarded the stone bridge, and then rushed towards the other side of the stone bridge.

Lu Zhe also didn't have the slightest nostalgia for the killing temple behind him, and he was also very worried about what happened to Shen Cangsheng and Zhuge Xun at this time.

Lu Zhe walked all the way, and what he didn't notice was that the Killing Temple behind him was quietly disappearing, embedding itself into the ground.

That feeling, as if this hall had never appeared, with the holy beast White Tiger, became a mystery, buried in the center of the earth, buried in the long river of time...... (To be continued)