As the last person entered the Sword Sect Secret Realm, the oppressive aura that permeated the entire Sword Sect Square gradually disappeared, even if the entrance to the Secret Realm was not closed, this bit of coercion could not help anyone present.

"Sect Master, why didn't you tell them that you can also get the sword pattern by killing the demonic beast?" Bai Yu, who was sitting on the right hand side of Jian Chen, on the high platform of the Sword Sect Square, asked loudly.

"There are still many special areas in the secret realm, which will restrict their Xuan Qi, and even suppress the realm, this time the elimination rate of the grand event will be very large, I think the reason why the sect master did not inform them is also for ulterior motives. Ye Chaoyang held the white jade teacup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and even the expression on his face was relaxed at this moment.

"They are not flowers in a greenhouse, if they want to stand out in the troubled times, they must bear unknown dangers, the Sword Sect provides a generous cultivation environment and resources, they should bear the corresponding responsibility, so that they can have the capital to resist in the face of the next disaster. ”

"The environment in the secret realm is extremely cruel, with extreme climates, ever-present dangers, powerful magical beasts, and more terrifying opponents than magical beasts. ”

"The outer gate has been suppressed for so long, the anger and unwillingness in their hearts have already taken root in their hearts, they need an outlet to vent, and this event is a fuse, a new battlefield. ”

Jian Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the entrance of the secret realm that had not been closed for a long time, the corners of his mouth outlined a curvature, the five people on the high platform, the elders of the outer gate, they did not show other abnormalities, but in the ears of the other disciples of the Sword Sect, they smelled a terrible smell.

"Sect Master, how do you divide the sword patterns that kill demonic beasts!" asked an outer gate elder standing in the back.

"Kill a fourth-order demonic beast and you can get ten to thirty sword patterns. ”

"Kill a fifth-order demonic beast and you can get forty to eighty sword patterns. ”

"Kill a sixth-order demonic beast and you can get one hundred to three hundred sword patterns. ”

"As for killing the seventh-order demonic beasts, with their current strength, it is already a great luck to be able to escape. ”

With a wave of his hand, a transparent wall made of condensed Xuan Qi appeared in the sky above the square, and the names of everyone who entered the secret realm appeared densely on it.

Those who did not enter the secret realm were staring closely at the transparent wall of Xuanqi, observing the points of light that would change at any time.

Obviously, the number of places that can enter the third level is determined by the number of sword patterns on their hands, the sword patterns come from the Warcraft, and also from other people in the secret realm, the higher the Warcraft is killed, the more sword patterns will be obtained, but at the same time, the greater the danger.

"Roar"

The secret realm of the Sword Sect is very vast, as if it can't see the edge, and it is an independent world of its own.

From the moment they entered the secret realm of the Sword Sect, there were bursts of roars of demonic beasts in the distance, and mysterious and strange breaths came from all directions, stimulating the sensitive nerves of every Sword Sect disciple, causing the blood in their bodies to be ignited instantly, and the short-term calm was also shattered the moment they landed.

Because everyone around, even the demonic beasts that will appear at some point, will become their opponents, become their prey, and kill and be killed will be in an instant.

Hold the sword tightly in your hand, vigilant for the changes that will happen around you at any time.

After Sikong Haoran entered the secret realm, he appeared in a dense forest, and like other people, the roars of the demonic beasts came and went, mixed with bursts of angry howls, and they didn't need to think about it to know that it must have been other people who appeared in the group of demonic beasts when they teleported.

A trace of soul power penetrated into the sword mark in the palm of his left hand, and found that several other senior brothers and sisters were far away from him, just as he wanted to continue to check the location of Qing Yu, Shi Tiandong, and Shi Tianshuo, a fourth-order junior demon wolf burst out from behind Sikong Haoran, it opened the sharp fangs in its mouth, its front claws were sharp, and even those bloodthirsty eyes were full of mockery and deep cold.

"Look for death!" "Ever since he entered the secret realm, his soul power had spread, and of course this fourth-order junior demon wolf had not escaped his soul sight, and when it was about to fly four meters behind him, a sword qi was heard

Coming out of his hand, the body of this fourth-order junior demon wolf was split in half under this sword qi.

The fourth-order primary demonic beast was not a threat to him now, and Sikong Haoran did not look back from beginning to end, but continued to check the sword mark in his hand.

"Hey, the sword pattern has increased by ten, the sect master said that the sword pattern can be taken from other people, could it be that killing a demonic beast can also increase the number of sword patterns?" Sikong Haoran looked at the one hundred and ten sword patterns that appeared under the sight of the soul, except for the demonic beast he had just killed, he didn't have any other moves, it seemed that it could only be this reason.

"Danhong, Inner Gate Shuangshi Peak, eight hundred and sixty sword patterns, ranked first. ”

"Xuan Bin, Inner Gate Tianzhu Peak, seven hundred and eighty sword patterns, ranked second. ”

"Song Yiyi, Inner Gate Cloud Jufeng, seven hundred and twenty sword patterns, ranked third. ”

"Muyang, Inner Gate Cloud Shadow Peak, seven hundred sword patterns, ranked fourth. ”

"Zhang Hao, Inner Gate Yanxia Peak, six hundred and seventy sword patterns, ranked fifth. ”

Stunned, he looked at the constantly flickering numbers in the sword seal, and in just a moment, the highest sword pattern had reached eight hundred and sixty, and the top five were all covered by the five peaks of the inner gate.

This is undoubtedly telling everyone that the strength of the inner gate is extremely strong, and it is also telling the disciples of the outer gate that if you want to enter the inner gate, it is not as simple as you imagined, and you may lose all hope at the first level.

"Sikong Haoran, Inner Gate Cloud Shadow Peak, one hundred and ten sword patterns, ranking seven thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight. Seeing this ranking, Sikong Haoran couldn't say whether he was happy or worried, more than 10,000 Sword Sect disciples, and he was quite embarrassed that he was not ranked at the end.

At this time, he was muttering in his heart: "The fourth senior brother actually knew about this matter, but he didn't tell me, it's not kind." It seems that he has to find a way to increase the number of his sword patterns, otherwise even if he passes the second level, he will have to be eliminated. ”

The time of the first level is ten days, this is just the beginning, the soul exits the sword seal, and instantly spreads to a radius of ten miles, the eyes bloom with dazzling sparks, towards the place where the soul was found, leaving a blurred afterimage in the dense forest.

A fourth-order intermediate demonic beast ghost leopard that had just jumped off the branch of a tree, before it landed on the ground, a figure appeared under it, only to see a flash of silver light, and the ghost leopard saw the heaven and earth in his sight spinning. Immediately after a thud, consciousness spreads out, and to death it is not aware that it has been killed by an intruding human or attacked by a powerful kind?

There are many demonic beasts that have the same idea as the ghost leopard, they shuttle through the forest, foraging, and they were assassinated for no reason, and along the way, the fourth-order demonic beasts that died under the sword of Sikong Haoran are no longer known, and even there are many fifth-order demonic beasts.

"Six thousand three hundred and twenty-eight, if it goes on like this, even if it takes ten days, it is estimated that it will not be able to achieve the desired result, and it seems that we have to find another way. Sikong Haoran stood on the branch of a towering tree, clenched his left hand, and his soul power extended like a tide to the surroundings, and two familiar breaths appeared in his soul's sight.

"Long time no see, two. His eyes suddenly opened, and the corners of his mouth outlined a sneer, and he moved away in the direction of the breath captured by his soul power, only the beating leaves were swaying slightly.

In a valley ten miles away from Sikong Haoran, Leng Tianxiao and Ye Zimo besieged one person one after the other.

At this time, he was very embarrassed, his hair was messy, there was still a little scarlet at the corner of his mouth, and on the possessed cyan robe, the blood spilled from the crisscrossing sword marks stained the cyan robe, if he hadn't been injured by the fifth-order primary demonic beast Storm Tiger, he wouldn't have been hunted down by them here.

Leng Tianxiao and Ye Zimo's strength is both at the peak of the intermediate level of the Great Sword Master, and the strength of the one person trapped in the middle is the same as the Intermediate level of the Great Sword Master, compared to the two of them, the strength realm is the same, but after being injured by the demonic beast, they are a little powerless, not to mention being chased and intercepted by two people of the same realm.

"Hand over the Nine Star Geraniums and all the sword patterns in your hands, and I can let you go unharmed. Leng Tianxiao carried one hand behind his back, and the other hand held a blood-dripping long sword, his eyes bloomed with bloodthirsty cold light, and his face was gloomy and terrifying

, like a judge on high, looking down proudly on a scarred lamb to the slaughter.

"Everyone belongs to the same outer door, as long as you hand over the things in your hand, we will not kill them all, presumably you have also discovered the stakes in this, as long as you kill the monster, the lost sword pattern can be made up again, there is only one chance, and if you miss it, it will not appear again." Ye Zimo's long sword was in the air, and the killing intent firmly locked on the stubborn figure in front of him.

"Hmph...... What I am most afraid of is the threat, if I am not seriously injured, how can I be attacked by you two treacherous villains, and if I want the nine-star geranium and sword pattern in my Liancheng's hand, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. Liancheng stared at the two of them coldly, their reputation is well known in the outer gate, if it weren't for the care of Long Jingzhao in the inner gate, several of them would have been swallowed up by other forces in the outer gate, where is it their turn to show off their power here, and they are commanding.

The nine-star geranium in Liancheng's hand had four leaves on it, that is, a four-grade high-grade spirit grass, and a few drops of bright red blood were dripping from it, and layers of invisible halos emanated from it, making people feel refreshed and happy.

The nine-star geranium has nine leaves in its perfect form, each with nine horns, and is shaped like a star.

As long as you take a leaf, the medicinal effect will instantly penetrate the limbs and limbs of the whole body, walking in the forests and swamps full of mist and poisonous mist, and there is no need to cover your body with Xuan Qi, and the unguardable mist and poisonous fog will be blocked two zhang away.

What's more, even if you are invaded by the five internal organs, taking a nine-star geranium leaf can restore it in an instant.

"It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking!" The last word fell, and Leng Tianxiao's figure disappeared in place, and a silver light was as cold and piercing as the cold moon in the cold winter, and it appeared in Liancheng's sight in an instant.

Lian Cheng was not afraid, he did not allow himself to have such emotions, he was seriously injured at the moment, and most of the Xuan Qi in his body was consumed, but the sword man could not tolerate blasphemy.

The sword in his hand stabbed at the cold light of Leng Tianxiao, and at the moment when he attacked, a sword light swept through Liancheng's right shoulder with an incomparable cold light, and then his body also fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof"

Leng Tianxiao deceived Liancheng again at the moment when he fell to the ground, without giving him any time to react, he stepped on his chest, and the long sword in his hand was only an inch away from his throat, as long as he stabbed forward, Liancheng would die here.

It's not that Liancheng's strength is not good, but that he is seriously injured at the moment, plus the two of them have been doing this kind of murderous and overselling business since they were children, plus their strength and cooperation are also very tacit, and he can only be blamed for his bad luck.

"Kill me, the inner gate of the Sword Sect Xingtang will become the burial place for the two of you!" The corners of Liancheng's mouth overflowed with blood again, his eyes were filled with anger, and the hatred in his chest was monstrous, Inner Gate, after three years of hard work, would I stop here today?

"Hmph, I see unwillingness, anger, and hatred in your eyes, what I like most is to destroy a person's hope, haha!" Leng Tianxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze tilted, and he snatched the nine-star geranium from Liancheng's hand, he enjoyed this feeling of being able to control their fate, since he was a child.

"Right under my nose, it's ridiculous to want to play this kind of cleverness. Ye Zimo flicked his fingers, sealing Liancheng's Xuan vein, preventing him from destroying the sword seal.

Immediately after, two white lights disappeared in the palms of Ye Zimo and Leng Tianxiao. "It only adds up to five hundred and eighty sword marks, but it's a pity. ”

didn't give Liancheng any time to react, in his desperate eyes, Leng Tianxiao put his fingers together, and pointed at his palm, shattering all his hopes.

"I hate it!" left a terrible roar in the entire valley, and his figure disappeared into the secret realm.

"Rubbish!" Leng Tianxiao wiped away the blood stains on the four leaves of the Nine Star Geranium, and a cold snort of disdain echoed for a long time.

Then his eyes shrank, and he looked at a figure that was not in a hurry and walked slowly, and said to himself leisurely: "Oh, there is a fly that does not have long eyes hidden behind it." ”