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Even if the ruins in front of him were left by the Sword Emperor, there were not many monks gathered here, and there were about thousands of people along the coastline.

Strangely, most of the monks stood a little farther away from the shore, as if they were afraid of this spiritual sea, whispering and pointing.

Su Zimo had limited knowledge of the Daoshan Spirit Sea, so he came to the vicinity of the crowd and listened carefully.

"The Sword Emperor's means reach the sky, gathering qi into a sea, if you can cultivate in this spiritual sea, it must be of great benefit. In the crowd, an emaciated monk muttered with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Huh. ”

"What ignorance. ”

As soon as this person's words fell, there was a burst of ridicule and ridicule in the crowd.

The man who spoke at first turned red, craned his neck, and argued, "Where did I say something wrong?"

"The aura in the spiritual sea is indeed rich and pure, but it is full of endless sword qi, sharp and sharp, you enter the spiritual sea, you will have to bear the baptism of these sword qi!"

"Just your little body, you just stepped into the spiritual sea, and before you could take a few steps, you exploded and died!"

"Hehe, for thousands of years, in this spiritual sea, I don't know how many Tianjiao characters have been buried, if you are not afraid of death, you can go in and try. ”

Su Zimo's eyes flashed suddenly.

No wonder on the reef on the shore there will be traces left by sharp weapons.

It turned out that in this spiritual sea, there was the existence of endless sword qi, and a cultivator with a weak body couldn't bear it at all!

Too close to the shore, the sea is surging, and a big wave hits, and people are swept into it, and I am afraid that they will never be able to get out again.

A monk said in a deep voice: "This is the test left by the Sword Emperor, if you want to get the inheritance, you have to cross the spiritual sea in front of you and climb the Sword Mountain!"

Su Zimo looked into the distance, and the Sword Mountain stood at the end of the spiritual sea, which was really far away in the sky, out of reach.

"It's not easy. ”

The emaciated monk pointed towards the sword mountain, soared into the sky, and said loudly: "I'll wait for the sword to take off, although this sword mountain is far away, I'll wait day and night to move forward, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach it?"

"Hahahaha!"

There was another burst of laughter from the crowd.

One person shook his head and said: "If the test left by the Sword Emperor is so simple, from ancient times to the present, can only one person pass the test and get the inheritance?"

Before the words fell, a monk in the distance happened to arrive at the place, looking excited.

This person took out a spiritual knife from the storage bag, jumped up, stepped on the knife, used his spiritual power, and scolded: "Disease!"

Sou!

This person turned into a streamer, crossed the spiritual sea, and broke through the sky in the direction of the Sword Mountain.

Most of the monks in the crowd looked mocking and sneered, as if waiting to see some joke.

Su Zimo knew that this matter might not be so simple.

Before the thought fell, the monk had just come to the sky above the spiritual sea, and his figure suddenly stopped, paused for a moment, and began to fall downward.

No matter how much this person tosses in mid-air and uses his spiritual power, it will be useless.

Before he fell into the spiritual sea, he was swallowed by a wave set off by the sea.

"Ah...... Ahh

The man floated and sank in the sea of spirits, and occasionally let out a miserable scream, and after a while, he had disappeared.

On the surface of the sea, it was dyed with a touch of blood, and the tide surged and gradually faded.

Seeing this scene, the emaciated monk who had originally threatened to take off and cross the spiritual sea became a little pale, his forehead was sweaty, and his breathing was much heavier.

Su Zimo was also secretly frightened.

This spiritual sea is really life-threatening!

No wonder there are thousands of monks standing here right now, but no one dares to try to cross the spiritual sea easily.

The monk next to him explained: "It is forbidden to fly over the spiritual sea, and even if you cross it, you will fall into the sea. ”

"Playing these tricks in front of the emperor can only be self-inflicted. The other sneered.

The emaciated monk calmed down, and after half a sound, he asked again: "In this way, only a super sect of refining bodies like the Liuli Palace and the Overlord Hall can cross the Spirit Sea?"

"It doesn't matter what sect you are. ”

Another monk explained, "Only sword cultivators are qualified to cross the Spirit Sea. If the other monks forcibly cross, they will only be strangled by the sword qi!"

"Yes, I heard that there was once a Sword Sect Tianjiao who came to cross the Spirit Sea and challenge the majesty of the Sword Emperor, but before he walked a hundred meters, he was killed by the sword qi and buried in the Spirit Sea. ”

Hearing this, Su Zimo already had a general understanding of Daoshan Linghai.

First, you can't vacate the past.

Second, it must be a knife repair.

Third, only if the physical body is strong, it is possible to withstand the baptism of sword qi, cross the spiritual sea, and pass the test left by the sword emperor.

In that case, it was possible for him to give it a try.

At this moment, Su Zimo's gaze turned and landed on a dark black reef on the coast.

On it sat a man, dressed in a blood-colored robe, with a long knife lying horizontally on his knees, his eyes closed, and his wet black hair casually draped over his face.

Of the thousands of monks, this man was the only one who dared to sit on the reef on the shore and let the water wash over the shore, and his clothes were already soaked, but he didn't realize it.

Behind this person, there were still more than a dozen corpses, some of which had obviously just fallen.

Looking at this person's back, Su Zimo felt as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

After a little silence, Su Zimo looked at a monk beside him and asked in a low voice, "Who is that blood-robed monk in front?"

"It's a ruthless character. ”

The monk next to him lowered his voice and whispered with some fear: "Did you see the corpse behind him, they are all monks who want to cross the spiritual sea, because the starting place is too close to this person, he killed him directly!"

"Just because of this?"

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

For this reason alone, if you go on a killing spree, then this person is not just a ruthless character.

The monk pouted and said, "The demon son of the Shura Sect kills people, so why do you need any reason." ”

"It's him!"

Su Zimo's heart sank.

The monk next to him continued: "The Demon Son of the Shura Sect has a great chance to cross the Spirit Sea and get the inheritance. I heard that a thousand years ago, the monk who got the inheritance of the Sword Emperor was from the Shura Sect. ”

Suddenly!

The blood-robed monk who was originally sitting on the reef with his eyes closed opened his eyes, stood up, slowly turned around, and looked in the direction of Su Zimo.

For such a top master, being watched for a little longer will inevitably be infected.

What's more, just now, Su Zimo's mind fluctuated greatly, and there was a trace of hostility in his eyes.

Seeing this person's face, Su Zimo no longer had any doubts in his heart.

The blood-robed monk was the demon son of the Shura Sect who had fought with Su Zimo in the depths of the earth!

"Hehehehehe......"

The blood-robed monk laughed, staring at Su Zimo, his eyes were full of excitement, and he said slowly: "You are really here, I have been waiting for a long time!" (To be continued. )