Zhu Jue flew all the way, and before half a month, he had returned to the Nanming Domain.

In the middle of the Infant God Realm, he didn't even have to sacrifice the flying treasure, because his current speed was even faster than that Cloud Piercing Shuttle.

Inheriting a large number of treasure spirit stones from the Four Elephant Cave Heaven, Zhu Jue didn't have to worry about the problem of not being able to continue his strength, but he was originally going east, but he suddenly went around to the north and turned to the Sword God Valley.

Knowing that his opponent this time is likely to be one of the four great demon saints at the beginning, and now the new emperor of the underground is void for a thousand nights, and the superb cultivation in the late stage of the infant god realm is unfathomable, far more difficult than the human race of the same realm.

It is because although Zhu Jue can fight beyond the level now, he also does not dare to be careless.

Before going to the Underground and the Void Moon round, he had to fetch one more thing.

A weapon that can rival the holy relics in the hands of the Void Thousand Nights.

The Sword God Valley is approaching, and Zhu Jue's thousands of miles of divine consciousness can already see the valley that hooks the sky and the earth.

There was a sudden inexplicable stir in the man's heart, as if something extremely precious was calling to him, waiting for his arrival.

Zhu Jue, who was shaped like a meteor and a wise tail, opened his palm in mid-air. Above the palm of his hand, there was a bright and sharp red sword mark.

The events of that year are vivid, and they resurfaced in front of my ears and eyes-

"The supreme sword intent, the heart sword is also ...... Not confined to all things, not muddy to heaven and earth, incomparable, mighty and eternal......"

"I'm looking for someone with Edgeworth...... If this heart is controlled by the sword, it is a sword slave!"

"When you arrive at the Infant God Realm, you can return here, and with this brand, with supreme sword intent, you can reveal the things under the stele...... Remember, the minimum must be the infant god realm, never early! never early......!

......

Zhu Jue suddenly understood why he didn't feel this imprint back then.

Because at that time, he was not yet in the infant god realm!

Now at this time, he has not only broken through the barrier of the infant god, but also taken a step closer, entering the middle stage, with the peerless supernatural powers such as the Dan Heavenly Sutra, the Supreme Sword Intent and the Great Mighty Heavenly Demon Sword, he can already look forward to the world's top existence.

Even not long ago, he managed to escape alive under the hands of Lord Konishi.

I believe that in the same realm, there is no second person who can do it!

Including demons!

The sea of clouds is thinning, and the mountains and rivers are becoming brighter.

Close, close.

That line of sword valley quickly enlarged in his eyes, and Zhu Jue flew down obliquely, and suddenly landed in front of the thick and infinite sword tablet high platform back then.

Looking up, Cui Wei's heavy momentum, when his head was pressed, he saw it sharply, and his heart was stagnant again, and his breathing was a little stiff.

Three sword marks, cracked and cut, sharp and ready to intercept. Diagonally on the dark and rough sword stele, it seems to divide the sword stele into four.

It's still the same as back then, but it's different around here.

Zhu Jue swept his eyes around, but saw that the eyes were full of desolation, and the original sword cultivation holy land was no longer the scenery of the past.

Since it was attacked by the demons a few years ago, the Divine Sword Sect has burned all the jade, and no one has escaped. So after the demons retreated, no one came to take care of this depressed ancient sect.

When he came to the foot of this sword stele, as if he couldn't help himself, Zhu Jue had already raised his palm, and the imprint in the palm of his palm was facing the three sword marks on the sword stele.

"Hum—"

With a loud but not harsh buzzing sound, the three deep sword marks hidden in the moss suddenly lit up, as if injected with some energy, and the giant monument was also changing.

Library, library, library...... Click, click, click......"

It was as if there was a stele below that was about to crack out, and the huge stele was crumbling, crumbling from the inside out.

When the imprint on Zhu Jue's palm was the brightest, the supreme sword intent accumulated in his body came out, echoing the remote sensing of the things under the stele, as if connecting something, and the giant stele shattered faster......

Finally, with a loud "card", the giant monument split in half, and a rainbow light rose up to the sky.

In Zhu Jue's condensed gaze, a scarlet giant sword of one foot and two feet and nine points came out vertically, and it shook in mid-air before flying straight towards Zhu Jue.

No! Or rather, it flew towards the imprint in Zhu Jue's palm.

Zhu Jue took a deep breath, and at the most critical moment, the moment the hilt of the giant sword reached his hand, he actually closed his eyes.

The imprint fits perfectly with the groove of the hilt, and it feels like it fits in your hand, as if it were your own thing.

Handy, that's the sword at this time!

Zhu Jue waved his arm happily, and a sword light flashed between his backhand.

The arc of light suddenly appeared, and he was determined to be silent, and he actually cut the main peak of the Divine Sword Sect in the distance in two!

"Good sword!"

A horizontal sword, on which there are words:

- Away from the Sword of Hatred.

The sword body is radiant, like transparent glass, scarlet like a chicken blood gem, and the blade of the sword not only blows hair, but can even cut through the air.

Separated by a few feet, the human eye does not dare to forget its edge.

This sword is extremely heavy, almost weighing more than hundreds of thousands of catties, but Zhu Jue is also in the realm of infant gods at this time, and the heavenly demons are ravaging the body of the master, swaying and flipping, it is naturally wishful, and it is as if holding a pen.

When Zhu Jue injected the true yuan slightly, there was a voice of thought in the sword body.

"I don't know what year and month you have lifted, when you raised your sword, my sword spirit had already dissipated into heaven and earth. But when I was dying, I had already integrated my life's sword intent into the sword edge, as long as your supreme sword intent can be fully comprehended and can swing this sword with ten percent sharpness, then no one in the world dares to block this edge, not even the four holy relics of the demon clan!"

The sound was like a flood of bells and big Lu, and it quickly dissipated.

Zhu Jue heard that it was the voice that passed on his imprint back then.

- The Sword Spirit.

It seems that it has been delayed for a long time, but it has dissipated.

Zhu Jue inevitably felt a trace of regret in his heart.

Although it is a pity, but this sword can block the holy weapon, and even surpass it, Zhu Jue can't help but be overjoyed in front of the mountain wind.

If you want to strengthen your ambition, you must first sharpen your tools.

With this thing, you can finally compete with the Demon Emperor Void Thousand Nights!

This time, I finally finished a mental matter.

Zhu Jue's wish came true, and without delay, he got up quickly and continued to fly to the east.

This flight is tens of thousands of miles, and it is only a few days, passing through the seventh peak of Danhua's hometown, and slowing down again.

He took out the Stone of Communication, and someone opened the crust from under the ground to welcome the suzerain home.

Who would have thought that a few years after Danhua's defeat, there would be another barrier under the ruins.

The inside is thriving, and the number of people has exceeded thousands early.

The old people are here. Mo Huaikong, Lin Qing, Bazihu, Zhuang Jingming, Hei Mu......

They all perform their duties and take care of the new Danhua school in an orderly and impressive manner.

And not only that, the younger generation of Danhua has grown up, including Xiaoyun back then, who is also the only disciple of Zhu Jue today, Cai Yun.

Not only Cai Yun, but also the little fat man Chen Mo, the current deputy sect master, after a few years of exercise, he has long been calm and respectful, a generation of grandmasters. can see Zhu Jue, or instantly show the sigh of the year.

"Big brother, you're back......"...