Sword Sect, on the Five Elements Mountain, Han Zaixin held the long sword in his hand, his eyes stared tightly, without the slightest movement, as if he wanted to see a flower from the long sword in his hand. At this time, he was thinking about a question in his mind, that is, how the sword intent was formed, and what was its effect.

Han Zaixin himself had already comprehended the sword intent, but his sword intent was the simplest, because the power of the five elements was the most common between this heaven and earth, and it was also the power that cultivators were best at using, although this piece of heaven and earth was not complete, so no one could completely master the five elements. But there is no shortage of people who have comprehended the will of the five elements.

Han Zaixin's grasp of the Flame Sword Intent was a coincidence, his understanding of the sword technique could be described as a peep in the tube, a sword technique could be quickly mastered in his hands, but it was not enough to support him to control the sword intent. He is opportunistic, copying the operation of the vitality of heaven and earth, and not everyone has such an opportunity.

But after he comprehended the Flame Sword Intent, he found that no matter how he moved the sword, as long as he was willing in his heart, he could exert the power of the sword intent, even if it was an ordinary stabbing sword, it had unparalleled power. However, it was definitely not as powerful as it was recorded in the books of the sect.

Han Zai thought about it for a long time and came to a conclusion, that is, his own cultivation was really too weak. Only if his own cultivation is strong enough can he exert the true power of the sword intent, because he is now sending out a sword, his own cultivation is very low, and the output power is only one unit, which can reach ten times under the increase of the sword intent, and it is only ten units of power. And when he reached the Lingwu realm, his own output was ten units, and at that time, after the increase of sword intent, he would be able to reach one hundred.

Therefore, Han Zaixin's most urgent thing at this time was to improve his cultivation, but his cultivation progress had now reached the highest, unlike others, the true yuan in his body could operate on its own under the guidance of the Five Elements Seal, and he was cultivating for twelve hours a day, which was already unimaginable to others, so now his situation became extremely embarrassing. It will not be possible to cultivate for a short period of time, unless it is to devour the treasures of heaven and earth, or the powerful person is initiated. Such a thing is absolutely impossible to force.

So what Han Zaixin needs now is time, slowly boil up, and improve his own cultivation, there seems to be no other way than time accumulation, this thing of heaven and earth, in this world where monks are everywhere, everyone needs it, he doesn't think he can have that kind of luck. Moreover, his luck is already strong enough, and obtaining the origin of the five elements is the greatest luck cause.

So what Han Zaixin needs is to practice swords and martial arts. Swordsmanship is more proficient, and he can exert stronger power through sword moves under the same true element, and his cultivation is improved, and he can output more true yuan to fight the enemy, which is Han Zaixin's top priority now.

The sword was retracted from its scabbard, and he stood tall and looked at the familiar hillside in front of him, which, although he had only lived for a few months, had become his second home. In this world, his first home was the small courtyard with blue tiles thousands of miles away from the Sword Sect, those two familiar people. It's been six years, it's time to go back and take a look!" Han Zaixin thought like this, and suddenly made a decision.

When Han Zaixin decided to go down the mountain to visit his relatives, at the other end of the distant 100,000 mountains, the base camp of the Demon Sect, a bottomless abyss, and endless demonic qi was in the dust. The gloomy yin qi and resentment are tangled together, and it seems to be a place like the Nine Nether Realms.

The blood-colored huge bat flew directly towards here from the distant sky, the bat, a creature that lurks in the day and night, after becoming a demon beast, the racial nature can no longer stop their actions, under this blue sky and white sun, this blood-colored bat still flew directly from the distant sky, without the slightest discomfort.

The deep abyss, bottomless, seems to lead directly to the hell of the nine deep depths. Bursts of ethereal weeping echoed through the dark abyss, like ghosts crying. The huge bat fell straight into the depths of the abyss, already familiar with the road.

I don't know how long it fell, but the huge blood-colored bat landed on a huge platform, which protruded from the stone wall on the side of the abyss like a lifting platform. There were people waiting here, and when they saw the huge bat falling, they immediately stepped forward, knelt on their knees, put their foreheads on the cold ground, and knelt on the ground to welcome the arrival of the great elder of the Demon Sect.

"Meet the Great Elder, the Sect Master is already waiting for you in the council hall!" The Demon Sect Welcoming Disciple who was waiting here stepped forward and welcomed the Blood Demon Ancestor from the back of the Scarlet Bat.

"Take my Blood Demon Bat to rest, if there is a mistake, hum ......" The Blood Demon Ancestor walked out of the soft sedan with his arms behind his back, stepped down one by one, and then walked into a passage inlaid with white skulls. In the eye sockets of these skulls, the faint blue flames flickered brightly and dimly, illuminating this deep cave.

"Obey!" replied to the Demon Sect disciple who knelt on the ground. Then someone stepped forward and led the huge bat to the huge beast pen in the distance, where several huge beasts were already present.

"Blood Demon, it's only been so long since you've been here!" The Blood Demon Ancestor walked out of the cave, and a bright world appeared in front of him, a huge space with a radius of nearly 10,000 miles, and the sky was gray with no sun, no moon and no stars. There is only one gray light that fills the whole world.

This is the small Xuan Realm of the Demon Sect, and it also needs a small cave. It belongs to a kind of dimensional space, the same thing as the storage ring, but this small cave is more vast, and it can also allow living creatures to survive. This kind of thing belongs to a very precious cultivation resource, there are not many in the entire Xiaoqian world, and only a super sect can have such a background. And it is also the most important foundation of the sect, as a base camp or the most important confidential location. This thing is also available in the Sword Sect, and that is that sword mound.

"Hmph...... Heavens, you brute force reckless, you came early, you don't have to wait!" The Blood Demon replied coldly. Despite this answer, the Blood Demon quickly increased his speed, and it didn't take long for him to reach the door of a large hall.

This hall is very majestic, the dark stone pillars support the huge dome, the door is like a big mouth that devours everything, and the huge blades that hang upside down on the lintel are like the teeth on the edge of this big mouth. The appearance of the main hall is also very eerie and terrifying, like a ghost head that has always been hideous.

The Blood Demon Ancestor walked into the main hall and saw a few people waiting inside, his eyes glanced slightly, and the blood-colored eyes made ordinary people feel cold in their vests. But all the people in it were big shots from the Demon Sect, and none of them were fuel-efficient, and they all ignored the horror of these eyes. Even a stout man who looked like a brown bear glared at him with wide eyes like brass bells and glared at him fiercely.

"What's the matter, Blood Demon, you're still playing tricks when you're late? Do you really think that no one can stop your Blood Demon Dafa?" The muscles on the giant sweat's body took on a strange blue-black color, which seemed to look like rocks.

"You stone, believe it or not, I knocked you apart and used it to pave the way, so that those mortal ants could step on your head?" the Blood Demon Ancestor also replied.

"Alright...... What the hell is going on this time, the blood demon is a message from you, and now you are here to tell us in detail!" A gentle voice came out, only to see a huge seat at the top of the main hall, and a figure slowly emerged from it.

It was a middle-aged man, dressed in a blue-black scholar's outfit, with a white face and beard, long hair draped behind his head, sitting uninhibitedly on this huge seat. There was not the slightest expression on his face, as if he was paralyzed, but no one dared to look at him directly. His voice was not hurried, it seemed that everything was not lingering, but it was not daring to hide it.

Because when he appeared, the entire hall was filled with an icy aura, which made people feel like a poisonous snake staring at him secretly, not one, but countless ones. It makes people's hearts tingle, like a thorn in the back.

These people here are all strong people in the Demon Sect, and all of them are at the forefront of the cultivators of this small world, even if they don't break through the Dao Void Martial Realm, they are still standing at the peak of Xuanwu. But at this time, everyone felt that their hearts were soaked in cold sweat, because they dared to promise that as long as they did not go according to the other party's wishes, then they would become a corpse directly in this hall, and perhaps becoming a corpse would be the best ending!

"Sect Master Qiyu, my subordinates received the news from the spies inside the Sword Sect yesterday that there was a genius disciple in the Sword Sect! That is just a new inner disciple, but yesterday in the duel ring of the inner gate of the Sword Sect, he became famous in a battle, defeated Zhu Fangyu, the second son of the Zhu family on Tianlan Island, and then challenged the one hundred Absolute Wind Sword Drunk and Drunk in front of the inner gate of the Sword Sect, presumably everyone knows the identity of this Drunk and Happy! His great-ancestor is the Changfeng Sword Drunk Changfeng. Blood Demon Ancestor said.

"What's the matter, could it be that the inner disciple defeated Drunken Yao? It's not a big deal, every year there will be genius disciples from various sects rising!" said the blue-skinned giant.

"If it's just a genius, I would send an emergency signal like this?" the Blood Demon Ancestor said: "This inner disciple is called Han Zaixin, he didn't defeat Drunken Xiaoyao, but in the battle with Zui Xiaoyao, both of them burst out with super strength!"

"In this battle, I have successfully comprehended the general trend of heaven and earth, and the momentum of the breeze can be described as terrifying, but I have only practiced qi nine times, and the power I exert can match the late stage of the Lingwu realm, and I can kill it in an instant!