The sword ruthlessly comprehended the Wuji Sword Dao, on the day of the completion of the Dao, the Heaven and Earth Killing Sword went straight to the sky, the Heavenly Dao moved, alarming the Xiaoyao Sect, the cloud song added fuel to the fire, and the sword ruthlessly served as the first seat of the Heavenly Sword Peak, causing countless people in the Xiaoyao Sect to shock, which made many Heavenly Sword disciples straighten their waists, and the Heavenly Sword Peak has not raised its eyebrows for a long time.

Who said that the Heavenly Sword Peak would run out of luck if there was a Li Shangjun, and it would only take a few decades for the Heavenly Sword to lead the world.

In the Burial Sword Valley, the sword world moved, causing countless disciples to be busy.

And in the sword realm, a red land seems to be a relic land, and there is no trace of vitality in sight.

A pinch of gravel slowly wriggled and something was about to break free from it.

After a long time, a figure crawled out of the loess, ragged, like a beggar.

"Bah! I almost suffocated!"

It wasn't long before an emerald green turtle crawled out with difficulty, spitting out sand and cursing. Chen Yu patted the dirt on his body, he was sucked into the Burial Sword Valley by a great suction, and he was directly planted into this scorching heat, and finally crawled out of the gravel, but found that he didn't know where he was.

Ahead was a hazy world, sometimes sparkling, like the shadow of a sword.

The soil under his feet was put into the burning immortal spirit stone, and only the residue remained, and there was a creaking and cracking sound when he stepped on it.

The direction in which they were buried was a hillside, the dust was as red as blood, and it had a very strong aura of flames, and the air was filled with a faint smell of burning, and when they inhaled, it seemed that the entire chest cavity was burning.

It was like a volcano, and Chen Yu fell into the slag of this volcano.

"This is the Sword Realm?"

Chen Yu thought to himself, the sword world was really peculiar, and the place in front of him was all red land, and the bursts of fire aura made people feel that a fire was ignited in their chests.

He walked forward, this red land was like a huge mountain, if it was really compared to an oven, how many spirit stones would it take to ignite it.

The little turtle slowly jumped on Chen Yu's shoulder, and suddenly said, "Do you feel it?"

Chen Yu nodded and said, "I feel that all kinds of Dao scriptures have been suppressed in this heaven and earth, and even the true dragon bloodline has been suppressed a lot. ”

"If I guessed correctly, this is a small world completely constructed by the way of the sword, and it is capable of suppressing all kinds of great powers. ”

The little turtle said, its soybean-sized eyes constantly vigilant, this small world can even suppress the true dragon blood, giving it a feeling of insecurity.

Chen Yu looked at its frightened appearance and immediately sneered.

The little turtle felt very faceless, and said angrily: "Boy, what are you laughing at, the deity is just observing!"

"Watch and watch, let go of your claws, and grab my flesh!"

“......”

The little turtle squatted on Chen Yu's shoulder, and grabbed Chen Yu's softness with its four paws, making Chen Yu bared his teeth in pain.

It let go of its claws, a little angry, although it was full of indifference, in fact, it was really scared in its heart, it was destroyed by the body of the Buried Dragon Dao Ancestor as soon as it was born, and it was sealed by Dongluo Liantian and others for so many years, and there was already a shadow of fear in its heart.

Chen Yu ignored the little turtle and looked at the red mountain peak as if it was dead and silent, without even a trace of life, but the fluorescence flickering in the top of the mountain made him very curious.

"Let's go up and have a look!"

"Don't go up, the deity feels like there's danger up there. ”

The little turtle was a little scared, and the four claws grabbed his shoulders again, if he hadn't known that he had a true dragon soul, Chen Yu would definitely have decided that it was a shrunken turtle.

All kinds of Dao scriptures were suppressed, Dao Hai seemed to be sleeping, Xuanhuang Dragon Qi was dormant without a trace, and it was difficult to use even the most basic sword skills, Chen Yu could only climb up step by step.

Rustling!

These rocks are so broken that every step you take has to fall with a bang, making it very difficult to walk.

The further up he went, the heavier the aura of flames became, as if the top of the Crimson Mountain was a mountain of flames.

When he climbed halfway up the mountain, a drop of sweat finally condensed on Chen Yu's forehead.

He passed through the real dragon refining body, and washed the body in the dragon pool, integrating many divinities into the body with the demon blood divine fruit, stimulating the potential, the physical body is almost spiritual, almost inviolable, in the same realm, very few people can hardly break his physical supernatural powers, but here the fire aura actually has a feeling that his flesh is red and his body begins to evaporate.

"If I go to the peak, I'm afraid I will be refined by this flame!"

Chen Yu stopped, and was scorched by a special flame on this crimson peak, as if he was giving birth to something, the flames on the mountainside alone were enough to make people stop, if he climbed up, would a flame be born and ignite him.

He wiped his sweat and stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the cold night turned into a shock, and the mist was quickly evaporated by the breath of fire.

It was as if there was a fire burning ahead, and the air was about to crack.

What the hell is this place where the whole mountain is burning?

"Boy Chen, let's leave first!"

The little turtle didn't want to go up, because he saw a sword shadow flickering in front of him, and there seemed to be a subtle whine that made its legs and feet tremble.

"Don't worry, if there is danger, I will retreat immediately. ”

Chen Yu was reluctant to leave, this land was very special, especially the aura of flames, as if it could remove the impurities of the flesh.

The little turtle said no more, and retracted its head into the turtle shell, inspiring the Xuanwu Dao pattern to try to resist the flame aura.

The road behind him became more and more difficult to walk, Chen Yu stepped on it step by step, and the sand under his feet became hot.

Snort!

A flame ignited on Chen Yu's body, but his Dao robe couldn't withstand the breath of flames, and it cracked in an instant, but it didn't burn, but shattered into powder.

This is not a simple fire, it is a kind of fire path law, constantly igniting the void, as if refining something, so that the entire space is distorted by the law of goods.

The more Chen Yu walked up, the more sweat on his body became, and even black impurities automatically fell off the surface of his body.

He was surprised to find that several dark diseases on his body had actually been refined in this Fire Dao Realm.

He finally caused the wrath of the Heavenly Dao in the Qingliang Sect, sent down the Heavenly Tribulation, abolished the arm of the Torture Hall Elder, and was seriously injured himself, although the Qingxu Zhenren was cured with medicine, but the Great Dao injury was difficult to heal, leaving a lot of dark wounds, which would take time to recover.

Now the aura of the fire path seems to be constantly refining Chen Yu's body, refining his Dao Secret Disease.

Every time he takes a step, his flesh will have some impurities removed, and his flesh exudes a shocking divine light, transparent as mutton fat jade, delicate and compact, even women do not have such smooth skin.

This is a very pure physical power, refined in the Flame Dao.

Like a sword embryo, it was squeezed out of impurities by the flames, and its body began to glow.

When he stepped on the peak, his flesh even emitted a fire luster, gradually merging into this flesh, and he faintly felt that his blood was boiling.

It was a strange feeling, a warmth that crept through his body, causing him to close his eyes and let out a comfortable moan.

When he opened his eyes, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The crimson peak seemed to be like a volcanic crater, and countless fire paths seemed to be manifesting, turning into flame divine flowers, embracing each other.

The huge peak seemed to have really turned into a flame oven, and the red gravel was burned red, like blood diamonds, reflecting his face red.

At the top of the valley, surrounded by divine fire, countless fairy swords were inserted in this valley, densely packed, as if it was like a huge sword-casting furnace.

Sou!

At this time, a Xueliang Immortal Sword jumped out of this furnace valley, exuding a true immortal aura, belonging to the finished immortal sword, automatically flying out, cutting a space, and disappearing.

There are still many immortal swords that have not yet been formed, and they have been tempered and nurtured in this flame path.

"If there is a magical formation to lead the flame path, the fairy sword will be born, as long as it is formed, the fairy sword will automatically fly out and fall into this sword realm, waiting for the sword cultivator to come and choose the sword. ”

What kind of rule is this, it can automatically refine the immortal sword, this scene amazed Chen Yu.

After the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Peak Foundation were familiar with the Imperial Sword, they had the opportunity to enter the Sword Burial Realm in the Valley of the Burial Sword to obtain an immortal sword, and some immortal swords automatically flew to recognize the master.

This finished immortal sword, although the tempering is extremely slow, is too much, and an astonishing thought flashed through Chen Yu's mind.

Could it be that the immortal swords of the Sword Burial Realm were all conceived from this place?

He took a breath of cold air, he couldn't even imagine that this was simply a sword forging sword peak!