Chapter 813: Sword Pool Heroes

Qi Chi glanced at Cheng Zhaozhao with a numb expression: "I know that if you come to me, it will be fine." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao hurriedly flashed behind him and said, "Don't say that, do you know that you are simply a holy Buddha in my mind, and you have repeatedly saved me from danger." I can't repay this great kindness, I'm afraid I have to ...... Watch out ahead!"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Zhaozhao quickly dodged it, and Qi Chi blocked the evil venerable's blow with his backhand.

Qi Chi gritted his teeth: "You said you won't leave me anymore." ”

"I didn't leave you behind. You resist for a while, and I'll go and rescue the soldiers!" Cheng Zhaozhao flew down, looking for Jun Xin's location and rushed away, killing many monsters in the way along the way.

The disciples of the Cangjian Sect only felt that after a gust of wind, the monster in front of them was already in a different place.

Cheng Zhaozhao came to Jun Xin and grabbed her wrist in her stunned gaze.

"Senior, do you know how to find the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch?"

Since the fall of Yuan Lai's first seat, the Divine Sword Pavilion has not yet selected a suitable first seat, and the dragons without a leader are like a plate of scattered sand. Jun Xin couldn't bear to see this, so he temporarily took the position of the head of the Divine Sword Pavilion.

So if you want to find Tianchen Lingjun, Cheng Zhaozhao's first thought is Jun Xin.

Tianchen Lingjun and Duan Lingjun disappeared in the sea area, but the head of the Jun family was not worried, which means that Tianchen Lingjun was safe and sound. At this critical moment for the sect, as the Spirit Monarch of this sect and the Guardian Spirit Monarch of Dongling, how could he not be present?

Of course, Cheng Zhaozhao could only think of this one of the Transformation God Realm cultivators.

Jun Xin understood: "Shizun is usually uncertain, and in the past, he only left induction jade on his disciples, but he never left a transmission note. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao thought of what Mu Shengxun said back then and nodded. Only Tianchen Lingjun is looking for his disciples' share, and no disciples are looking for his share.

However, Jun Xin suddenly said: "But there is something in the Divine Sword Pavilion that can immediately make the master sense that something is wrong with the sect." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao followed Jun Xin quickly back to the Divine Sword Pavilion and came to a sword pool stele stone.

Jun Xin said: "In a while, you and Ben Jun will work together to attack the Sword Pond Stele with the greatest strength. ”

"Why?" Cheng Zhaozhao tightened the sword in his hand.

Jun Xin said: "The sword pool is the top priority of the Divine Sword Pavilion, if it is damaged, no matter where the master is, he will rush back." ”

"Okay!" Since this is the case, Cheng Zhaozhao is not polite.

She used the spiritual power of her whole body to condense a sword, and under Jun Xin's order, she slashed over.

After the two sword rays, the sword pool stele stone shattered.

Jun Xin's face sank, and she glanced at Cheng Zhaozhao in astonishment, this power was much greater than she imagined.

Originally, she just wanted the Sword Pond Stele to send a warning, but she didn't want to destroy the entire stele.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Zhaozhao saw that Jun Xin's face was not good, and hurriedly said: "Isn't it enough, I'll cut another sword." ”

"No, that's enough. You stand back. ”

Jun Xin's pulling process Zhao Zhao avoided it, and at the same time, the entrance to the sword pool was wide open, and a deafening buzzing sound came from below.

Jun Xin cast her spirit sword into it, and then she made a very strange sound from her mouth, and her mouth opened and closed.

The unity sword in Cheng Zhaozhao's hand suddenly trembled.

Cheng Zhaozhao let go of his hand, and the Unity Sword couldn't wait to rush into the underground palace, she could feel the excitement and excitement of the Unity Sword.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Zhaozhao actually understood the meaning of Jun Xin's voice.

She said: All the heroes of the sword are above, Jun Xin hereby implores all the sword souls to protect the sect that the sword master guarded during his lifetime, kill the evil demons with my generation, and defend the sword together!

Buzz!

The sword qi coming from below was magnificent, and with two 'whoosks', Cheng Zhaozhao and Jun Xin's spirit swords flew out at the same time.

Then, there was a strong light under the sword pool, and thousands of spirit swords rushed out of the sword pool of the Divine Sword Pavilion, and they all flew out of the Divine Sword Pavilion and rushed towards those evil cultivators and monsters.

This scene was so shocking! Cheng Zhaozhao was deeply shocked.

These spirit swords, which have been sleeping for an unknown number of years, have all awakened at one time, only for their former sword masters and former comrades-in-arms!

Cheng Zhaozhao seemed to see thousands of Cangjian seniors, and they were heroic in their swords.

After the last spirit sword flew out of the sword pool, Jun Xin's body suddenly weakened and fell to one side.

Cheng Zhaozhao quickly helped her: "Senior, how are you?"

Jun Xin's face was pale, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, she shook her head slightly, and said softly: "It's okay, it's just that it took some Yuan Shen." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao knew that Jun Xin was using the Yuan Shen to communicate with the tens of thousands of sword spirits below, and the cost was huge. Let her rest here right now, and she rushed out of the Excalibur Pavilion.

Their original intention was just to only be the Heavenly Dust Spirit Monarch who didn't know where they were, and the opening of the sword pool was unexpected.

But right now, seeing countless spirit swords helping the sect disciples to kill monsters together, Cheng Zhaozhao was grateful to these spirit swords from the bottom of his heart.

Cheng Zhaozhao helped a disciple in front of him block the ink, and he heard Qi Chi's urgent shout from the sky: "Zhaozhao, dodge!"

There was a black shadow in Cheng Zhaozhao's afterglow, which was different from the black streamer of thousands of miles, and this shadow was full of evil energy. She immediately tore open the void, but the moment she stepped into it, she was pulled out. Feeling the demonic energy coming from behind him, Cheng Zhaozhao swung his backhand sword over.

A dark arm was cut off, and countless monsters were soon scattered on the ground.

Qi Chi chased after him and stopped the evil venerable.

Cheng Zhaozhao was wrapped around the broken arm, which turned into a dark water chain, wrapped around her neck, and then strangled her suddenly.

The air became thinner, and Cheng Zhaozhao continued to use his immortal energy to compete with it.

She was constantly lifted by the force coming from her neck, and her body hung in the air, flying higher and higher. Countless beads of water beads scattered from her neck, and monsters hatched in one place.

A miserable scream sounded below, and Cheng Zhaozhao stopped his immortal aura in a hurry.

The droplets no longer splashed, but she was uncomfortable, and the sharp pain in her neck made her consciousness gradually blurred.

The one-unity sword kept slashing at the water chain on the neck, but the water column was soft, and it condensed again as soon as it was cut.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the void, pinched the dark water chain, and pulled it out of her neck.

Cheng Zhaozhao opened his eyes, and in a trance saw a monk with the sun on his back, the halo blurred his face, Cheng Zhaozhao could imagine that his face was handsome and extraordinary, his faint eyes were full of worry, and he gently stroked her face.

"Jun Su ......," Cheng Zhaozhao muttered.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is incomparably cruel.

When Cheng Zhaozhao saw the ordinary face in front of him, he was stunned: "Xuan Yu!"

I'll go!

Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head suddenly, and the dream instantly turned into a nightmare.

Xuan Yu was so close to her, and he was still clasping her neck.