Chu Xuan had just appeared when he heard a voice say, "Chu Xuan, long time no see." ”

Chu Xuan didn't turn around, just smiled slightly, "Thunder, you're waiting for me." ”

Thunder, dressed in white, walked step by step in the blood-stained land, with bloody stumps and severed arms at his feet, and blood-colored rivers flowing, like the blood vessels of this land.

The thunder that came was cold and temperamental, walking like the thunder of Shura's hell, and the feminine one didn't look like a man.

The cold is moving, and the lonely mountain top.

"Yes," Thunder stood still, looking at the bloodstained man at this time, "A stand-in puppet and a real demon-loving sword can indeed deceive everyone, coupled with that weird and unpredictable spiritualism, it is indeed enough to confuse everyone, and there is not the slightest doubt about that stupid and stupid Chu Xuan." ”

"However, I know that only staying will be Chu Xuan's true nature. ”

Chu Xuan turned around and looked at Lei Ting, I have to say that for Lei Ting, Chu Xuan has always been more defensive than everyone else, this person not only knows his behavior and habits well, but also behaves strangely.

She can choose to believe in herself without hesitation when everyone doubts herself, just like her confidant, but every time Lei Ting acts, all she wants is Chu Xuan's life and treasures, and she really responds to that sentence, it is not your friend who knows you best, but your enemy.

"If you stay alone, I'm not afraid I'll kill you. ”

Chu Xuan looked at Thunder.

Thunder chuckled, and his expression was casual, as if he was saying that if you can do it, you can kill it casually.

Chu Xuan looked at Thunder and found that this person really couldn't understand him, every time his cultivation was improved, he would find that Thunder's cultivation would also be improved in a vague way, and every time he was higher than himself.

Although Chu Xuan had never been afraid, he felt an indescribable surprise, this time, he had just improved his cultivation, but the thunder in front of him had also improved.

Seeing Thunder's demeanor and eyes, Chu Xuan was sure of one thing, he was completely unaware of his conversation and actions with the Void Existence just now, and it was very reasonable to think about it, it was very easy for the Void Existence to hide a person from doing one thing in the Martial God Temple.

When Chu Xuan was amazed at Thunder's cultivation, Thunder felt even more shocked and shocked in his heart, his cultivation had improved fast enough.

For some reason, it can be said that there are no barriers to one's cultivation, and as time goes by, one's cultivation will naturally improve extremely quickly.

However, every time when his cultivation was improved and he felt that he could kill Chu Xuan, he found that Chu Xuan had become more powerful at this time, making the sword he had already held in his hand hesitate every time.

Since he was not sure, Chu Xuan would no longer waste time, and there was nothing to say between him and Thunder, Chu Xuan walked towards the Nine Dangers Tower, obviously he wanted to enter the Nine Dangers Tower.

"If you've already avoided it, why take the risk. ”

"My sword has fallen inside, I'm going to get it back. ”

Chu Xuan was very bland.

"Although it is a supreme evil soldier demon sword, but compared to life, I'm afraid it's still a little worse. ”

Thunder followed Chu Xuan.

"You don't understand. ”

Chu Xuan didn't care at all whether Thunder wanted to follow him.

Thunder really doesn't understand, the Demon Sword is a supreme evil soldier to others, a treasure that can be found, but for Chu Xuan, it is not only an evil soldier, but also a treasure given to him by Xianwu.

If you let that guy know that he lost the Demon Sword, I'm afraid he will bite himself a few times, Chu Xuan couldn't help but feel a heartache when he thought of the immortal crow that turned into stone.

Xianwu, wait for me!

The pitch-black cave is the entrance to the Nine Dangers Tower, and there is no longer a barrier at this time.

Chu Xuan and Lei Ting walked unhurriedly in the pitch-black hole, and in the empty space, there was only the footsteps of Chu Xuan alone.

Although Chu Xuan could sense that the thunder was following behind him, he couldn't hear the slightest sound from her, whether it was footsteps or breathing.

It's as if as soon as you enter a cave, the thunder disappears completely.

Chu Xuan is like this, and Thunder is even more so.

The moment he entered the cave, Lei Ting found that Chu Xuan, who was still not far in front just now, suddenly disappeared completely, unable to see his figure and not hear any sound.

This situation made Thunder startled, although he was shocked, Thunder was not panicked, it was just a simple entrance, and there should be no danger.

In the dark environment, there is only oneself, such an environment is easy for people to not perceive the accuracy of time, about half an hour, when Chu Xuan took a step, the vision changed instantly, and the dazzling sunlight couldn't help but make Chu Xuan close his eyes.

At the moment when Chu Xuan closed his eyes, suddenly a cold sword appeared silently and stabbed Chu Xuan's throat.

The corners of Chu Xuan's mouth were lightly raised, and his eyes were still closed, but his hand had already moved, and a dark Fang Tian painting halberd suddenly appeared, and the speed faster than that cold sword pierced the chest of the sneak attacker in an instant, and then with a shock, the body was torn apart.

Chu Xuan put away the divine weapon, didn't even look at the torn corpse, opened his eyes slowly, adapted to the dazzling sunlight, and what appeared in front of him was a golden yellow, a golden desert that could not be seen.

Behind him, there was a pitch-black door, the door opened, and the inside was extremely dark, even the hot sunlight could hardly shine into it, it seemed that this was a portal, a portal to the first floor of the Nine Dangers Tower.

And this boundless desert is supposed to be the first layer of the Nine Dangers Tower.

Chu Xuan waved his hand, and a bag flew into his hand, "No matter how small a fly is, it's meat, who calls yourself too poor now." ”

Thinking of the full savings of the Victory Evil Sword Lord and the Pure Jun Sword Master, it made Chu Xuan feel a pain in his flesh, originally those things were enough for him to use for a long time, and there were many things that he had never seen, but unfortunately, in the battle not long ago, they were all squandered.

Although it is a pity, Chu Xuan does not regret it, if he didn't come out like that, he wouldn't have given himself enough time to create an illusion, and it was always difficult to survive from so many masters.

There will be no such thing as the help of the void existence after that.

Then, Chu Xuan walked step by step, like a mortal on the boundless desert.

Thunder walked out of the portal, glanced at the corpses and blood on the ground, and then at Chu Xuan, who walked not far away, and smiled slightly, "Chu Xuan, we will meet again." ”

After that, she chose a direction opposite to Chu Xuan, and one step was ten zhang, and she disappeared so quickly.

Chu Xuan could sense the departure of the thunder, and even he could hear the words of the thunder, after the help of the void existence, Chu Xuan found that his spiritual sense was even stronger.

Chu Xuan didn't know much about this cultivation god, and he didn't know how to cultivate or improve, but as his cultivation continued to improve and his body was refined, Chu Xuan found that his spiritual sense was also improving proportionally, although he didn't know why.

With this kind of spiritual sense, Chu Xuan once heard Xianwu say that every cultivator will continue to improve his spiritual sense as his cultivation improves, but that kind of improvement is limited after all, and it is absolutely accurate.

Xianwu said that only those who cultivate the gods will truly perceive the existence of spiritual consciousness and then learn how to use it.

When the spiritual consciousness of a person cultivating a god is raised to a certain level, a qualitative change will occur and it will evolve into a higher level of existence, which people call divine consciousness.

Under the divine consciousness, there is nothing to hide.

The non-concealment here does not mean that the eyesight will become extremely good, nor does it mean that the insight can be seen, but the true sense of the word.

Even if Chu Xuan didn't use his eyes at this time, he could know everything within a radius of dozens of zhang, even in such a strange space as the entrance, he would not be affected, and he could easily find the killer hiding in front of the portal and trying to sneak up on him by surprise.

For example, the person who was buried deep under the sand at this time and wanted to sneak attack Chu Xuan, Chu Xuan walked over him casually, as if he hadn't found anyone underground.

At the moment when Chu Xuan had just walked by, the sand behind him suddenly burst out, and a figure, covering his mouth and nose, suddenly appeared, and the spear in his hand had already pierced Chu Xuan's heart.

A black shadow streaked across with a crisp sound, accompanied by the sound of the spear breaking and the popping of flesh being sliced apart, and bright red blood splattered out, and the head flew high, rolling down with the broken spear.

This man did not see who the person who killed him until he died, what he looked like, only a thin back, and continued to walk forward.

Chu Xuan took the bag in his hand and muttered dissatisfiedly: "These people are too poor, even if there are tens or hundreds, they can't be worth the sword master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion alone, hey, I really miss that feeling of abundance." ”

Chu Xuan walked casually in the boundless desert, constantly killing and plundering treasures and money along the way.

Among them, what surprised Chu Xuan was that in this boundless desert, there were not only cultivators who came in, but there were indigenous creatures, elusive and extremely poisonous sand scorpions and sand snakes, sand foxes and sand wolves that appeared in groups, fierce and cunning.

And the indigenous creatures here are really difficult to deal with, they have been in the desert for a long time, not only know the climate and topography of the desert, but what is even more terrifying is that they seem to be immortal in the desert, even if they are killed, they will only turn into a pile of sand, and then condense and form.

It's inexhaustible and annoying.

If it weren't for the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, Chu Xuan would also be bothered by those strange indigenous creatures.

Every time he killed an indigenous creature, Chu Xuan missed his demon sword very much, there was never a creature that could not be killed under the demon sword, whether it was flesh and blood or a body of sand.