The door slowly opened, and instead of any rare treasures, it was a gray chaos, empty, not even walls, just chaos. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Bai Ke stood outside the door, but did not move, this is an opportunity that belongs to Chen Xiaomo, he will not move, he also wants to see how far the juniors from the Qingyun Sword Sect can go. Chen Xiaomo took Aoki and slowly entered it, and he didn't react yet, but he saw a team of headless Yin soldiers stepping on, and beside the Yin soldiers, there were ghosts and ghosts hovering sideways, which was very terrifying.

The Yin Soldier borrowed the way, the ghost possessed, Chen Xiaomo tried to avoid it, but found that no matter how to dodge, the Yin Soldier was still getting closer and closer to him. "Is this coming for me? Chen Xiaomo fell into deep thought, not understanding what was going on, but when he turned back, he found that the gate had disappeared, and only he and thousands of Yin soldiers were left in the entire chaos. "The land of the dead, the dead of the living" The Yin soldiers raised their heads, and the sound of killing shook the sky, and they were in front of them in a blink of an eye. Strange image, but not completely illusory, Chen Xiaomo waved his hand and pulled out Aoki behind him, reflexively swung a sword and swung several battles, and his body retreated dozens of meters away. Fortunately, his vigilance was still there, and it was really uncomfortable for his divine consciousness to be suppressed in this place. Inexplicably attacked, Chen Xiaomo didn't dare to be careless, swung his sword and condensed his qi, and fought into the Yin soldiers. The Yin soldiers are not strong, and they are weaker than ordinary foundations, but they are accompanied by ghosts, and it is much more troublesome to deal with. There were too many Yin soldiers, and Chen Xiaomo gradually began to have scars on his body, and the battle cut through his body, and a breath of yin and cold would be brought in in the blood splash. The ghost sword is difficult to hurt, and only the hot sun can forcibly suppress it, however, every time the ghost passes through the body, Chen Xiaomo will feel that the mana in his body is stagnant, and his spirit is much worse.

Although the hot sun suppressed the yin soldiers, in this place, they really couldn't exert their original strength "I can't enter, I can't retreat, it's all demons blocking the way" Chen Xiaomo was angry, his blood was surging, the hot sun was derived, and with a sword swing, the seven yin soldiers were wiped out with their stumps. Endless Yin soldiers, endless ghosts and ghosts, causing Chen Xiaomo to have more and more scars on his body, and more and more blood flowing, in the chaotic world, stumps and corpses are broken all over the place, accumulating more and more, and the corpses are full of bones.

Without any rest, nor any respite, the green wood in Chen Xiaomo's hand had been stained red with dark red blood, and the corpses under him were even more numerous than could be counted. I don't know how long it took to kill, the mana in Chen Xiaomo's body was almost exhausted, and he also felt that his hand holding the sword had lost consciousness, and he was only driven by instinct, and he still continued to harvest the Yin soldiers and ghosts in front of him. The serious depletion of the mana caused the injury that had been pressed down before to erupt again, Chen Xiaomo's mouth was red, and he looked up, but found that at some point, there was no longer a Yin soldier in front of him who could stand up.

The chaotic world is the same everywhere, there is no distinction between night and day, as if the chaos of the first opening of the Vientiane, everything is irregular. Here, Chen Xiaomo found that his swordsmanship had improved, his cultivation had also been consolidated, and even the bloodline refining body, which had not made any progress recently, was faintly showing signs of a breakthrough. It's a pity that this is not a safe and good place, let alone a treasure place for cultivation. He didn't know when the Yin Soldiers would appear again, this dead thing that didn't know pain, although it lacked spiritual intelligence and combat power, but the huge number and half-lived ghosts and ghosts were really difficult to deal with.

"Stomping" Just when Chen Xiaomo finally suppressed the injury and recovered some strength, the distant war horse galloped, and in the blink of an eye, four headless black-armored yin horsemen had already slashed at him. With a bang, the swords and halberds collided, and the headless Yin Rider came with the remnants of the war horse, Chen Xiaomo's right hand was numb, and he was shocked by the impact of the war halberd five zhang away. actually has the strength of the early stage of Jindan, "MAD is endless" Miss Chen snorted lightly, looking at the four headless yin riders who surrounded her, the green wood in her hand trembled, and the blood flowed along the trend, and a drop fell on the corpse under her. The "bang" battle situation opened again, the four halberds had no loopholes, the offense and defense were alternated, even if Chen Xiaomo's cultivation was slightly better, in the face of the inseparable cooperation of the four people, he couldn't break the game for a while, and there were wounds on his body again. "It's really annoying, I'm not looking for myself" couldn't attack for a long time, Chen Xiaomo was bored in his heart, and he couldn't block or avoid the attacking halberd, and he was hard to be defeated. The halberd entered the body and was dyed red wholesale, but I saw a bloody hand holding the halberd body, and it was difficult to move half an inch in the bronze halberd. "Dang" At this moment, the other three halberds came from three directions, Chen Xiaomo waved the ink sword in his hand, swinging the two halberds, and then retreated, avoiding the third halberd. The four halberds were missing, and there was a flaw in the cooperation, Chen Xiaomo pulled back with his left hand, bullied his body, slashed with a sword, and immediately broke off the headless yin riding arm in front of him, the hot sun invaded, like a maggot attached to the bone, and the headless knight must not be suppressed with yin qi. "Ahem" For a short moment, the battle situation changed several times, Chen Xiaomo's body could not bear the heavy load, and he began to cough violently. Yin Riding is like a body with infinite arm strength, each halberd has the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, which is unstoppable by non-human beings, Chen Xiaomo relies on the physique comparable to the realm of Xiaocheng, and blocks several moves in a row, and his body begins to gradually lose strength.

"This battle fight" Chen Xiaomo held the war halberd snatched from the Yin rider, only to feel a cold breath constantly rushing into the meridians from the palm of his hand, and he had no choice but to forcibly suppress it with the hot sun before he felt better. If he hadn't guessed wrong, this halberd must have been a very good divine weapon a long time ago, but it had been in the Yin Rider for too long, and it was contaminated with excessive Yin Qi and became a Yin Soldier. If you can expel the yin qi in the battle halberd, maybe it will restore the original characteristics of the divine weapon, however, this possibility is very small, the biggest possibility, the yin qi is expelled, and this yin soldier will also become a scrap metal.

Four Yin Cavalry, one has been abolished, there are great flaws in attack and defense, and it is no longer too much of a threat to him, in addition to the great strength of the Yin Cavalry, its own combat power is not very terrible, and there are three left, Chen Xiaomo finally broke them one by one without danger, no matter what, he is also the one who survived under Yuan Ying. Chen Xiaomo put away a war halberd, ready to study it well in the future, this war halberd is too much of a threat to him, not to mention that it is strong and resistant to cutting, the yin qi in it has the purpose of mutual restraint in the mana in his body, every time the move collides, it will invisibly consume a lot of mana, but it is not a big problem for him, the hot sun is derived from it can be expelled.

The Yin Qi of the Chaos Land is getting heavier and heavier, the Yin Soldiers, the Yin Cavalry are originally soldiers of the Underworld, how could they appear here? He just pushed open the door of the Netherworld, why did he come to this strange Chaos World? Chen Xiaomo couldn't understand, so he could only seize all the time to breathe and heal, fortunately, the aura in this place was quite strong, and the mana recovery was more than a step faster than outside. The injuries on his body are already very serious, new and old injuries, internal and external injuries, all of which urgently need to be recuperated, but unfortunately, what he lacks most now is time. Yin soldiers and yin cavalry don't know when they will appear again, stay here for a long time, even if they are not consumed, they will be starved to death. At this time, he missed Bai Ke a little, and if this guy came with him, he would definitely bring a lot of food with his rich experience. Thinking about it, the Yin soldier appeared again, Chen Xiaomo's head was big, he sighed lightly, and had to pull out Aoki again. The battle situation is very boring, it is still a one-sided slaughter, no matter how ordinary the qualifications are, they will become more and more good at fighting in the continuous battle, not to mention that Chen Xiaomo's fighting instinct is very terrifying, and he is becoming more and more proficient, and there will be no harm in the end.

After the Yin soldiers, there were still Yin Cavalry, the same four people, the battle was more intense, and the injuries in exchange were more serious, but he had no choice. In the end, Chen Xiaomo himself didn't know how many Yin soldiers and Yin Cavalry he had killed, every time he fought the same, he was injured, healed, and then he fought, and he was injured again, and he was healed again. Killing people to vomit may be how he feels now. He didn't want to die, so he had to keep going. And, in this place, it doesn't seem so easy to die. The injuries on his body did not deteriorate, and time seemed to have stopped working here, but the accumulation of injuries was enough for him to drink a pot.

He even wondered if he would have died immediately from such a serious injury if he had been able to get out. He didn't know what was going to happen in the future, but he knew that at least he didn't want to die now. There was no time, so he used the halberd of the Yin Rider to count, killing one wave to collect four handles, killing two waves to collect eight handles, and killing to the end, wave after wave appeared one after another, and the number was not clear. The battle halberds were piled up into a small mountain, and Chen Xiaomo had a headache when he saw it, and he didn't bother to count them again. Later, the battle halberds were counted in piles, one pile, two piles...... Yin soldiers and yin cavalry continue to appear, after fighting again and again, Chen Xiaomo is getting easier and easier to deal with, and when he encounters Yin cavalry again, it is no longer a battle of equal strength, but a one-sided killing, cutting melons and vegetables, without any suspense of battle.

After Chen Xiaomo finished killing the last headless horseman, rested and regained his mana, looking at the chaotic world, Chen Xiaomo couldn't help but curse, that boring person made it, isn't this a pit disciple? If there is no good thing, don't let me see you in the future! At the same time, in the unknown land, above the divine throne, a person seemed to sense something and smiled dumbly.

The blood on the green wood in Chen Xiaomo's hand had never dried, and the fishy smell was tangy and a little disgusting. The Yin soldiers actually have blood, but in this place, there is nothing incredible, there is nothing wrong Chen Xiaomo has lived such a monotonous and boring life in these days when he has no time, and he feels that he is about to go crazy, if it weren't for the constant appearance of Yin soldiers and Yin Cavalry as companions, he has no doubt that he is likely to have gone crazy. He was tired of killing, annoyed, and even vomited nauseously, but he still had to keep killing. The mental torture has far exceeded the physical pain, if it weren't for the stubbornness to go home, the expectation of seeing Master Muzi and the others, he might have let go of the Aoki in his hand and let the halberd of the Yin Cavalry tear him apart. Just when Chen Xiaomo finally couldn't hold on anymore and was about to reach the brink of collapse, cracks suddenly appeared in the chaotic world around him, and they shattered with a bang. The vision changed instantly, and in the gloomy and majestic hall, Bai Ke swung his sword and slashed a bead on the altar, breaking the entire source of illusion. Chen Xiaomo was saved, and the one who saved him was an experienced old man. Maybe in another second at night, Chen Xiaomo would go crazy, but Bai Ke came in time, and at the most critical moment, he cut the most critical thing. Chen Xiaomo only saw what Bai Ke had broken, it seemed to be a bead, as for what it was, he didn't know. On the altar, there was also a page of golden paper, a strange blood-colored demon sword, and a noble purple-gold divine sword.

Chen Xiaomo rested for a long time before coming to the altar, looked at Bai Ke, had a good attitude, and expressed his gratitude. "You are very good" Bai Ke said sarcastically, he had already found out that the situation was wrong, but he didn't move, he wanted to see how far Chen Xiaomo could go, but the result had exceeded his expectations, Chen Xiaomo stared at the golden paper, thought for a long time, and then bit his finger and dripped the blood up, only to see the golden light Dasheng, the golden paper slowly rose, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared into his dantian purple mansion.

The same trick, Ning Chen used it on the Scarlet Demon Sword and the Purple Gold Divine Sword again, however, the sword light swayed, and it shook the blood droplets away, refusing to accept it. Sven is not good, then it will be barbaric, Chen Xiaomo's eyes narrowed, and his true qi ran and grabbed the blood sword, but when he saw a majestic huge force attacking, he suddenly shook the uninvited hand on the hilt of the sword. Chen Xiaomo withdrew his right hand and tried to move towards the long sword, but the result was the same. Today's Chen Xiaomo is no longer a novice in cultivating immortals, he naturally knows what is going on, this demon sword and divine sword do not recognize him, maybe from the beginning, he and most people have thought wrongly, this inheritance is not his thing, but waiting for someone's arrival, and this person is obviously not him.

If Bai Ke hadn't cut the bead and saved him just now, he would probably have fallen into an illusion forever. As for why Bai Ke was not trapped by the illusion, this is not something he can know, but he really can't imagine that an old driver will be trapped. The reality now is that Bai Ke has cut other people's beads, he has taken other people's golden papers, and he can't take away the most precious demon swords and divine swords here.

Chen Xiaomo was very entangled, more entangled than ever, he had suffered so much sin, he was so ruthlessly yin, and he was almost trapped in the illusion, and now he finally saw the treasure in front of him, but he couldn't get it. This pain drove him crazy, as if someone had stabbed him and had to pull it out.

"Hehe" Bai Ke gasped, his whole body was red, as if it had been cooked, Chen Xiaomo was annoyed, and he didn't have time to take care of it. The "ding" bell sounded, and outside the gate of the underworld, a ghostly ghost sedan chair appeared, and the black and white impermanence in front of it jumped ten feet, and it was close in a blink of an eye. Bai Ke felt a chill in his heart, and immediately made a decision, pulling Bai Ke away, he didn't know who was sitting in this ghost sedan chair, but the bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence was not something he could deal with. One heat in his brain was enough, and he couldn't go back to sin. The main hall of the Netherworld is very large, and behind the altar, there is a blood pool with a radius of ten zhang, the blood pool has dried up, only the smell of blood has lasted for a long time, making people sick.

After the ghost sedan chair entered the main hall, it stopped in front of the altar, and a pair of cold eyes in the sedan chair looked at the demon sword and the divine sword on the altar, and a strange note came out of his mouth, intending to recover these two divine weapons. The demon sword trembled slightly, emitting a dazzling blood-colored light, and was about to fly out, but when he saw the purple light of the divine sword, he pressed down the restless demon sword, and the two divine soldiers continued to tremble, as if they were arguing about something. Eventually, the Demon Sword regained its calm, and the Excalibur fell silent. "Hmph" In the ghost sedan chair, there was a cold snort, obviously very dissatisfied with this result, however, the divine sword has a spirit, and in this netherworld, no one can force the two divine soldiers to recognize the master.

The sedan chair left, Chen Xiaomo came out from behind, looking at the sword with red eyes but unable to get it, this anger in his heart, just like you have taken off your clothes, and you are here for your eldest aunt!

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