The outer gate of the Sword Sect, the Lake of the Heart.

Sikong Haoran saw a sword pillar that reached the sky from a distance, this sword pillar has a total of seven floors, which is the library of the Sword Sect, the Sword Pavilion.

As when I first came, I was greeted by a large number of hibiscus in various forms, some of which were budding to be released, some of which had opened two or three petals, and some of which were all in full bloom, and they were like three thousand beauties of the harem, dressed up carefully every day, just to be able to win the emperor's favor.

The layers of lotus leaves spread out, connecting with the blue sky of the Sword Sect, and under the sunshine, it looked particularly bright.

Before he could get closer, he heard the sound of the water lapping against the reef on the shore of the lake.

A scene of the waterfall rushing downstream, the huge impact force, causing the turbidity current to stir up a hundred zhang of water, wanton splashing water straight up to the sky, and then rolling down, in this cycle of repetition, striking a fine curtain of fog.

Sikong Haoran stood by the Heart Lake, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the solemn and sacred seven-story sword pavilion in his sight, the majestic soul power faintly emanating, and the vague formation aura brought him a completely different feeling from before.

Now that the soul power and formation have improved one after another, looking at the Sword Pavilion again, it is like a desolate beast sleeping in the void, and the aura it exudes alone is enough to discourage anyone with different intentions.

The right foot stepped forward, and stepped on the stone steps steadily, and the void in front of him was like a stream of water, and the floating Xuan Qi and elements also made an affectionate call towards Sikong Haoran while whistling.

Each step forward, no more and no less, just like stepping in the middle of each stone step, the sound of soft chanting and ding dong is like a flying stream in the distance, playing a piece of music from the distant fairy pool.

"I can accurately step on every node of the Sword Pavilion Great Array," At the corner of the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, an old man with a slightly pale face was lying on the bench, his cloudy eyes that had been closed for an unknown length slowly opened, and then he threw himself in the direction where Sikong Haoran was, muttering: "It turned out to be you, this little guy, the old man suffered a lot of internal injuries for you this time!"

The Sword Pavilion Master, Wu Xu, the elder of the Sword Sect, his status is on par with the Supreme Elder.

"Pseudo-Heavenly Realm!" Wuxu's expression changed slightly, and then his dry lips rose slightly, and his cloudy eyes were like a deep pool that had been silent for a long time, and began to ripple: "Yingxue's girl has returned to the Sword Sect, the catastrophe of fate has come, killing the star greedy wolf, are you ready?"

After saying this, Wuxu closed his eyes again.

"Huh?" Sikong Haoran slowly raised his head and looked at the Sword Pavilion, just now, the void seemed to have a pair of eyes glancing at him, and when he wanted to investigate, he found no trace, retracted his mind, and stepped into the Sword Pavilion.

On the edge of Guanxin Lake, a dark-skinned young man with a solemn expression whispered, "Have you noticed it, the person who walked into the Sword Pavilion just now is Sikong Haoran." ”

"Be quiet, if you let that killer hear it, you and I will definitely be in big trouble today!" The young man next to him tugged at the corner of his clothes, his face turned pale inadvertently, not long after the Sword Sect Tribulation, the bloody storm caused by Sikong Haoran felt creepy now when he thought about it.

"It's better to wait a few days and come back to the Sword Pavilion, if you provoke this killing star, you and I won't be able to stay in the Sword Sect. Not far away, a group of three people sighed a few times and quickly left the Heart Lake.

Sikong Haoran, who walked into the Sword Pavilion, had no idea that there were dozens of people talking about him just now, and he had a deep fear and fear of him.

A vague soul power swept through his body, and Sikong Haoran ignored it, because of this

It's the rule of the Sword Pavilion.

The footsteps slowly moved forward, and then he saw the senior who came to the Sword Pavilion for the first time a year ago, leaned over slightly, and said respectfully: "Senior, may I ask which layer the Sword Sect classics are on, the junior is the Inner Gate Cloud Shadow Peak Sikong Haoran, and I need to consult some information." ”

The old man didn't seem to hear it, and as if he didn't want to take care of it, the familiar snoring sound came slowly, Sikong Haoran was dumbfounded for a while, shook his head and smiled bitterly, he is still the same as before, could it be that he has an opinion on me.

Leaning over slightly, the sword mark of his left hand was attached to the invisible barrier in front of him, and he stepped into it.

Sikong Haoran didn't know which layer the Sword Sect's classics would be, but the documents that recorded the soul refining tripod and the secrets of the Sword Sect would probably not be placed on the first layer.

The Hengduan Continent Exercise is divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang, and the more advanced the secret technique, the higher the level will be, and he said lightly: "Even the soul duel has been placed on the third layer, so let's start from this layer." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Sikong Haoran directly crossed the first and second floors of the Sword Pavilion and walked into the third floor.

Each time the Sword Pavilion went up, the greater the soul pressure it withheld, and the soul pressure on the third layer was as gentle as a breeze to Sikong Haoran.

Familiar furnishings, familiar soul light clusters, directly above the bookshelf, a "Xuan" engraved on it, which also represents the third layer of secret skills for the Xuan Rank.

Those figures who were immersed in the soul light cluster suddenly felt a majestic soul power descending from the sky, even if it was very weak, but it disturbed some people, just wanted to be angry, but the open lips and teeth could not say cruel words, only a pair of angry eyes were burning with anger.

"Sikong Haoran, it turned out to be him!" The voice was cold and piercing, and the sudden eyes were faintly bursting with fierce killing intent, this person was Shuangshifeng Long Jingzhao, the son of the Dragon Teng Empire.

Because of Murong Xiaoxiao, he had murderous intentions towards Sikong Haoran, and then because Du Zhanhao and other children of the family repeatedly humiliated him; he thought that he could be suppressed with the help of Danhong's prestige, but he did not expect that the grand event would be decisive to slash Yang Qing and Danhong, which would make Shuangshifeng's reputation plummet; he won the championship of the grand event and obtained the opportunity to defy the sky.

The Sword Sect was almost destroyed because of him, and he thought that he would be punished by the sect master Jian Chen, and even if he didn't die, he would become a waste, but he never expected that he was alive and well, and the vast soul fluctuation just now was clearly far above himself.

The person who was once regarded as an ant, in just one year, his status and power have undergone earth-shaking changes, and the green shirt sank into the ten fingers of his palm, and he did not feel the slightest pain.

He could feel the contempt and disdain from Sikong Haoran, he had been high above since he was a child, and he had long been accustomed to looking down, how could he be willing to look up to others! Long Jingzhao's cold eyes gradually became gloomy.

Sikong Haoran also discovered him, but he didn't pay any attention to it, and he didn't care, because Long Jingzhao at this moment was no longer in his eyes, not to mention, he didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to a jumping grasshopper.

Half a quarter of an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and all the secret techniques wrapped in souls on the third layer of the Sword Pavilion had been explored one by one, but no trace of the soul refining tripod had been found.

Fortunately, there was a soul refining tripod in the soul ocean, otherwise such a huge consumption would be enough for him to collapse to the ground.

Sikong Haoran rubbed his eyebrows, and a beautiful shadow of white jade and green onions appeared in his mind, looking like a rainbow falling from the first lotus, with three thousand ink hairs and silver moon teeth. Unconsciously touched her neck, where she had kissed, the corners of her mouth curled up, like the taste of love.

"I don't know if she's okay now. Unconsciously lost her voice whispered between Sikong Haoran's lips and teeth, when did she start

Appeared between the souls.

Shaking his head, he shook away the distracting thoughts in his heart and walked towards the fourth floor of the Sword Pavilion.

The terrifying soul coercion suddenly descended, and the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm overflowed the surface of the body, and walked leisurely towards the stone steps.

"This terrifying soul coercion non-spiritual realm consummation can compete with it, and it is worthy of killing stars and greedy wolves. "In a corner of the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, a young man with a strong aura is holding a soul light cluster, and this person is Yanxia Peak Nangong Ming, the young master of the first floor of Beikui in the Central Domain.

On the fourth floor, a young man with red lips and white teeth, heroic eyebrows, and a picture that makes women jealous turned his gaze to the steps, and when he saw the person, his pupils shrank, and then he bowed his head to signal.

Sikong Haoran smiled back, he didn't have a good impression of Zhang Hao, the more he knew, the more he felt that this person was very deep, since the two reached a deal, there was an inexplicable tacit understanding between them.

"Do you know how many layers of the classics that record the secrets of the Sword Sect?" At the moment when Zhang Hao turned around, a soul voice came into his ears.

Now that he has met him, Sikong Haoran doesn't need to probe too much, if he knows, it would be great, and it can save a lot of time, if he doesn't know, he won't be able to guess his purpose with what he said just now.

"This soul fluctuation, at least the peak of the spiritual realm!" Zhang Hao's heart was terrifying, his eyes were shining, it seemed that the soul pool had greatly improved his soul power, he was really a lucky guy.

He wants to investigate the secrets of the Sword Sect, is it related to this catastrophe, or is it the Five Elements Killing Array, or is it the Demon Sect?

His eyebrows were condensed, his mind was condensed, and a soul voice came out: "The fourth layer of the Sword Pavilion is stored in the earth-level secret technique, the fifth layer is the heaven-level secret technique, most of the secrets and chronicles of the Sword Sect are stored in the sixth layer, and the seventh layer... Except for the Sect Master, the Peak Masters, and the Supreme Elders, no one had ever been there. ”

"However, with your permission, you can only enter the fifth layer," just as Sikong Haoran turned around and walked towards the fifth layer, Zhang Hao's soul voice came again: "If... If you are the descendant of a certain Supreme Elder, you can enter the sixth layer. And there are five stone steps leading to the sixth layer, and the soul power of each level is increasing layer by layer, you have to be careful!"

Zhang Hao didn't turn around, but rubbed the soul light cluster in his palm, and the last soul sound was not untargeted, because he learned from multiple sources that Sikong Haoran had cultivated the soul decision.

The words were not broken, but he knew that Sikong Haoran would definitely go to the sixth layer, plus the cultivation of the soul decision, and the anti-heaven thing of the Soul Pool, his soul realm must have reached the pseudo-heaven realm, even if it was a guess, he was very sure.

"Thank you. The two words are very light, but they are as heavy as a thousand pounds, and after knowing each other for so long, Zhang Hao learned for the first time that this indifferent and ruthless killer has such a kind side.

As he came into contact more and more, he understood more and more deeply, and he deeply knew the horror of the power behind Sikong Haoran.

In the dark night, the number one killer organization in the Hengduan Continent, the star killer greedy wolf, the heir chosen by the ancient killing domain, and Ye Chaoyang of Cloud Shadow Peak, the mediocre peak master in this intelligence, gave him a hidden danger. Any piece of information made Zhang Hao shocked, if Sikong Haoran did not die halfway, a hundred years later, his name would be like a dazzling star to illuminate the world.

He was glad that he had chosen not to be an enemy of Sikong Haoran, and in the near future, with his help, he would definitely be able to regain his glory, looking at the figure who was climbing the stairs, his fists suddenly clenched.

In front of another bookshelf on the fourth floor of the Sword Pavilion, a beautiful shadow slowly looked back, staring at the figure that was about to disappear on the fourth floor, and the phoenix eyes frowned slightly: "It's him." ”

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