A huge column of water suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea in front of him, surging from the bottom of the sea, and then soaring into the sky.

This water column is extremely thick, and the crystal water dragon on it is surging, with different postures, and it is extremely strange to look at it from a distance.

"Look, there's a palace there." A Jindan monk pointed ahead excitedly and said.

Liang Zicheng immediately noticed that a huge temple appeared in front of him, towering high in the clouds.

This temple is crystal clear all around, the water waves are surging, it is actually made of water, cast into a temple, exudes a slight colorful light, looking at it from afar, it is shocking.

"Let's go, let's see". Many monks rushed forward.

Liang Zicheng looked at the palace, and then followed. Maybe in this majestic palace, there is the Ten Thousand Swords he is looking for.

In just a moment's effort, hundreds of people entered the palace, and there was not a single one left.

Liang Zicheng didn't stay too long, and directly and cautiously stepped directly over the steps and entered the hall in front of him.

In the main hall, there are dozens of skeletons scattered on the ground, some of which have a little golden light on them, and they are relatively intact and have no signs of scattering. On the ground, some magic swords were rusty, but there were also a few that still glowed with a cold glow.

There are more than 20 roads in the main hall in all directions, I don't know where these roads lead, are there any dangers inside, and I don't know which of these roads has a demon tower teleportation array.

"Let's go our separate ways". After the purple-robed young man finished speaking, he directly chose a path and walked in.

Several Jindan monks glanced at each other, and then a black-faced old man snorted at the purple-robed young man.

"Yes". Several Jindan monks nodded, and then followed directly behind the purple-robed youth.

An old man with a beard looked at the Jindan monks and touched the beard on his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking, and then followed in.

Liang Zicheng glanced at the many passages, and then chose a passage to walk at random.

An old man in the late stage of Jindan clapped his hands gently, and immediately two Jindan monks came to his side.

"Senior brother..". The two of them stood respectfully in front of the old man in the late Jindan period.

"Yes". The old man in the late stage of Jindan nodded, and then pointed behind Liang Zicheng and said, "This person has a storage bracelet, and he is a monk of the Heavenly Machine Sect, and his net worth must be very expensive..."

The old man in the late stage of Jindan looked at the two of them, and then flew over directly.

His two juniors hurriedly followed him.

"Ahh Not long after Liang Zicheng walked into the passage, he heard several screams coming from ahead.

His face changed, and he immediately walked over.

I saw that there were already the corpses of seven Jindan monks on the ground in front of me. They were already full of arrows.

"Well.". Liang Zicheng carefully looked at the passage, and then stretched out his hand and took the storage bags of the seven Jindan monks in his hand.

Liang Zicheng was about to walk in when he heard a sound of footsteps.

Then three Jindan monks appeared not far away.

The first one was an old man in the late stage of Jindan, and he was followed by two young monks in the early stage of Jindan.

"Senior brother, seven monks died, their storage bags should be on that kid," a broad-faced young monk said immediately.

The old man in the late stage of Jindan nodded, and then looked at Liang Zicheng, his eyes were full of contempt.

"Boy, hand over the storage bag and your storage bracelet to me and spare you from death." The words of the old man in the late Jindan period were all contempt.

"Hmph". Liang Zicheng snorted heavily, and then said, "If you want a storage bag, you can pick it up."

"Good guts". The old man in the late stage of Jindan shouted loudly, and then said to the broad-faced young man: "Senior brother, go and kill him."

"Yes".

A fierce anger flashed in the eyes of the broad-faced young monk, and with a movement of his wrist, an axe appeared in his hand, and then he shouted: "Bloodthirsty Slash!" The words fell, and the giant axe in his hand was thrown at Liang Zicheng violently.

At the moment when the bloodthirsty axe left the broad-faced young monk's hand, a huge blood ray of ten zhang suddenly shot out from the top of the bloodthirsty axe in the wide-faced young monk's hand, and took the lead in slashing towards Liang Zicheng in the distance.

The blood is like a real thing, and the strong smell of blood in it can be clearly smelled even by the old man in the late Jindan period in the distance.

The most terrifying thing was not this bloody ray, but the axe thrown out by the broad-faced young monk, and the speed of the axe made the sharp-faced young monk on the side change color.

Wherever the axe passed, the air was all severed, and a stream of air nearly ten feet long appeared in the void.

When the axe was less than a zhang away from Liang Zicheng, I don't know when, a long sword appeared in Liang Zicheng's hand, and with a movement of his wrist, the long sword slashed out in an instant.

"Peng ......."

The great axe flew upside down.

The broad-faced young monk snorted coldly, and reached forward with his right hand to take the axe.

The broad-faced young monk had just received the axe, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, the power coming from this axe was not something that Brother Jindan could send out at all.

"Ugh.. 呲". Before the broad-faced young monk could make a next move, he was directly killed by the axe.

"Senior Brother..."? The face of the old man in the late stage of Jin Dan immediately changed, he never thought that his junior brother would actually be killed by his own axe.

At the previous moment, his junior brother was still unleashing his ultimate, and the next moment his junior brother was killed by his own ultimate?

The sharp-faced young monk was also angry at this moment, and then shouted loudly, "Boy, I will let you give my senior brother a funeral." ？

The sharp-faced young monk's body moved, turned into an afterimage, and shot at Liang Zicheng, the spiritual weapon sword void in his hand slammed towards Liang Zicheng, and a golden sword qi shot at Liang Zicheng first.

Liang Zicheng just glanced at the sharp-faced young monk, and then gave it a gentle look.

The sharp-faced young monk flew past Liang Zicheng and flew into the passage behind him.

"Boy, are you just going to dodge?" As soon as the sharp-faced young monk finished speaking, his face changed.

I saw that countless arrows suddenly appeared on the wall in the passage, and those arrows flew towards the sharp-faced young monk in an instant.

"Ahh The sharp-faced young monk's aura shield had no effect at all.

Those arrows directly shot the sharp-faced young monk into a hedgehog.

"Senior brother.." The old man in the late Jindan never thought that it would be such a result.

Two of his junior disciples would have died like this.

"Are you a disciple of the Heavenly Machine Sect?" The old man in the late stage of Jin Dan didn't seem to have a trace of sadness on his face for the death of his two junior disciples.

Liang Zicheng turned around, slammed his right foot, and rushed towards the old man in the late stage of Jindan.

Liang Zicheng's speed at the moment, the old man in the late stage of Jindan couldn't see his body at all.

The old man in the late stage of Jindan was also stunned, he didn't expect that the disciple of the Heavenly Machine Sect in front of him would actually do it directly, and he didn't even have an opening statement.

After being stunned, the old man in the late stage of Jindan was furious, if the other party was in the late stage of Jindan, then he would be a little jealous.

Since the other party is in the early stage of Jindan, and the other party makes the first move, then he will directly avenge the two junior brothers.

A small Jindan early stage monk actually dared to make a move on him, is this impatient life?

Soon, the old man in the late stage of Jindan's face became solemn, because the speed of this early stage Jindan monk in front of him was too fast, so fast that he had to be afraid.

Just when there was still a distance of two zhang from the old man in the late stage of Jindan, Liang Zicheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and immediately, his speed increased sharply, and he came to the front of the old man in the late stage of Jindan in an instant, and then drew his sword and slashed down at the old man in the late stage of Jindan.

The purple flying sword slashed out, purple light flashed, and a purple light rose into the sky with the sound of the sword.

His opponent, the old man in the late stage of Jin Dan, was frightened and frightened. Liang Zicheng's speed suddenly accelerated, he was already shocked, Liang Zicheng drew his sword and slashed, the speed and power of this sword slash shocked him.

He couldn't have imagined why a Jindan early stage monk had such a terrifying speed and could perform such a terrifying sword technique!

There was no time to think about it, and there was no time to retreat, a touch of determination flashed on the face of the old man in the late stage of Jindan, and then his left arm blocked it.

He also wanted to block it with other things, but there was no way, his other treasures couldn't be taken out at the moment.

Because he underestimated the enemy at the beginning, he didn't show his magic weapon, and when Liang Zicheng made his move to his current desperate situation, it was only a breathing time, a breathing time, and he didn't have time to take out the magic weapon shield, so he chose to block it with his arm.

If you want a head or an arm, he decisively chose to have a head, and he still had a trace of luck in his heart, that is, the opponent's sword may not be able to cause damage to his arm, after all, the body of a monk in the late stage of Jindan is not something that an ordinary monk can cut off at will.

"Ahh

The purple flying sword penetrated the arm of the old man in the late stage of Jindan without the slightest hindrance, and shattered the little luck in the heart of the old man in the late stage of Jindan.

With the screams of the old man in the late Jindan period, the arm of the old man in the late Jindan flew out, and a stream of blood spurted out from the arm of the old man in the late Jindan like a fountain, and the scene was quite spectacular and bloody.

A sword cut off the arm of the old man in the late Jindan period, Liang Zicheng did not stop, his wrist moved, and the long sword slanted towards the body of the old man in the late Jindan period, if this sword was hit, then the upper body of the old man in the late Jindan would have to be separated from the lower body.

The old man in the late stage of Jindan was so frightened that he didn't have time to make other moves.

"Huh..."

His upper body flew out, blood spraying all over the ground.

With a casual move, Liang Zicheng grabbed the storage bags of the three Jindan monks in his hands.

He Zicheng looked at the passage in front of him, and then turned around and walked away, the infinite arrows in front of him were definitely not something he could crack.