Chapter 343: The undercurrent is surging

Eighty years is not a long time, but it is also short. For a monk like the old ghost who has been cultivating for an unknown number of years, eighty years is just a fleeting effort, and he can just retreat and practice for a while.

But for Wang Chen, a man who is over 160 years old, the eighty years in the Land of Fallen Immortals are his ordinary life.

In the past eighty years, Wang Chen's natal divine sword has been cultivated in a focused manner, absorbing the pure vitality of the nine primordial infants at every moment, and the grade has also continued to improve, from the middle-level magic weapon to the point of the lower grade spiritual weapon.

The inferior spirit weapon is already the most suitable weapon for Wang Chen at this stage, and if the level is a little higher, it consumes too much mana for Wang Chen, but it is a burden.

The whole sword looks completely different, the previous sword is very rough, although it can be seen at a glance extraordinary, but it seems to be a millionaire wearing a beggar's outfit, how it feels awkward.

The current Excalibur is different, the hilt and body of the sword seem to have been carefully polished, it looks simple and solemn, and the whole sword looks full of a feeling of detachment from the world.

The whole sword was also more restrained, not revealing a trace of sharp sword intent.

Even so, just by looking at this sword, you can feel that this sword is extraordinary, and people will never forget it. If the power of the divine sword was fully unfolded, Wang Chen was confident that an ordinary distraction period monk would be able to cut it down.

This is also the reason why Wang Chen's sword intent has stopped since he condensed, and there is no further improvement.

Wang Chen's strength is mainly mysterious, and although sword cultivation is also an extremely strong means, it is relatively only an auxiliary.

It's not that Wang Chen's sword cultivation strength is poor, it's that Wang Chen has comprehended too many mysteries, and his strength is too strong, and his strength in sword cultivation is a little worse in comparison. In fact, only in terms of sword cultivation, Wang Chen is also a peerless genius.

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On the other side, next to the divine sword of the Nine Great Immortal Weapons, a young man was crouching down on his knees, and the natal divine sword in front of him was stirring with the sound of sword roars. The sound of this sword roar was like a mayfly shaking a tree towards the huge divine sword in the distance, and the divine sword did not move at all, just the mysterious formation composed of dozens of immortal swords nearby automatically sent out a weak counterattack.

After this weak counterattack came back, it formed thousands of sword qi that would not disperse.

And the young man's divine sword also turned into a golden sword light and fought with these sword qi.

Fighting is the best cultivation for sword cultivation, and Feng Wuji's strength is slowly improving in this battle.

If Wang Chen is here, he will find that Feng Wuji's sword moves also contain more than one kind of mystery, although they cannot be compared with Wang Chen in terms of quantity, but with the assistance of sword intent, the power is not much worse than Wang Chen's sword moves.

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Life and death.

At this moment, the yellow-shirted monk on the top of life and death actually sat cross-legged, and dozens of immortal artifacts around him also stayed quietly around, as if the yellow-shirted monk did not exist, and did not resist at all.

On the forehead of the yellow-shirted monk, a circular mark in the shape of Tai Chi slowly formed, and there was a huge Tai Chi aura around his body, in which the qi of life and death surrounded.

Obviously, the Life and Death Ding in the Nine Great Immortal Weapons has been refined by the Yellow Shirt Monk, but I don't know what the reason is, the Life and Death Ding and the formation formed by dozens of other immortal weapons The Yellow Shirt Monk has not been destroyed.

"The Life and Death Ding has finally been refined, hehe, now rest assured, the remaining eight top-level immortal weapons are afraid that they will fight very hard at that time, and the three major immortal courts should also make a move at that time, but there are still a few of those old monsters from millions of years ago who have not died, and they will have to suffer when the time comes!"

The yellow-shirted monk didn't know what Lu Dao remembered, so he forgot his eyes to the most central position, and then closed his eyes with a complicated expression, and then the entire figure disappeared from the top of life and death.

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In the past eighty years, the immortal cultivation realm of the Tian Yuan Continent has not changed much, if anything, it is that the concentration of the continent's spiritual energy has become higher and higher in recent decades, and there are many places that are not suitable for cultivation, and it is barely enough for the cultivators to cultivate.

At the same time, there are more and more high-level monks, a large number of geniuses are emerging, and there are more and more talented monks who were rare to see in the past hundred years, but they still don't want the Holy Sword Venerable and the Immortal Slashing Venerable to be so dazzling.

Although the establishment of the Great Dao Sect attracted some attention in the Tian Yuan Continent in the early days, it was nothing after a few decades. Because there were too few monks in the Great Dao Sect, there were only a few hundred registered disciples with them, and there were less than ten real sect disciples, so there was no need to worry about many sects in the past.

It's just that among the many scattered cultivators, Wang Chen's sentence of a century-old great change has always been expected.

Secretly, many general forces have frequent big movements, lurking and not moving. Some strange monks didn't know where they came from, and the monks also appeared in the Tian Yuan Continent.

It's just that these monks are all superb, don't ask about the world, stay somewhere, as if waiting for some opportunity, Rou'er has a family monk who is not long-sighted, and after provoking them, he found that these people are so strong in cultivation that it is simply unfathomable.

The southern part of the Tian Yuan Continent, the land of barbarians.

This has always been a forbidden place for monks, and even the arrogant old ghost in his heart warned Wang Chen that the land of the Southern Barbarians is not for monks, no matter how high the cultivation is, don't go.

In fact, the land of the Southern Barbarians is not as terrible as imagined, but the brute energy and aura here gather to form a unique area, and the barbarians are also working here.

Similar to humans, barbarians also have the difference between ordinary barbarians and barbarian immortals, just like mortals and monks, but the difference between ordinary Manchus and barbarian immortals is not so big, because ordinary Manchus can also cultivate, but they are much slower in speed, and it is difficult to achieve anything in life.

On this day, the barbarian immortals all gathered together, as if they were holding some kind of sacrifice.

In the center, a huge stone statue stands. On the stone statue is the figure of a person, looking majestic and majestic, countless barbarians knelt down under the stone statue, muttering to themselves, praying for something.

Suddenly, a bright light came out of the stone statue, and this light came from an unknown void, with endless coercion, and after a while, all the barbarian immortals knelt on the ground, prostrate.

The stone statue seemed to come to life, and it seemed to make a sound from its mouth.

After a while, the twelve elders of the barbarian clan looked surprised, and announced in public that the Great Barbarian King had passed down his will from the Upper Realm, and the barbarian tribe's foothold in the Upper Realm had been opened, and all the barbarian monks could fly to the upper realm as long as they cultivated properly, and from then on, the barbarians were open and no longer restricted resources, and all barbarian monks could also go out to find resources, but the time had to wait for twenty years.

The whole barbarian clan was boiling and celebrating.

It's just that no one noticed that the twelve barbarian elders with unfathomable cultivation walked into the highest-level temple of the barbarian clan with a look of surprise and began to listen to the will of the great barbarian king.

This is about the barbarians' lost armor, and in about twenty years, this armor will reappear, and then the barbarians will have a chance to regain it.

The calm undercurrents of the entire continent flowed slowly, all shrinking their claws, waiting for that moment to come.