Zhang Ruochen shed his hair, grabbed Shen Yuan's ancient sword, stood up quite awkwardly, and stood proud of the gravestones and dense flying swords in all directions, saying, "Come, cut me, I have no fear."
"Well."
A sword with a handle, turned into light rain, stabbed away towards Zhang Ruochen.
Looking from a distance, it seems like a huge sword rain swirl.
The center of the vortex is Zhang Ruochen.
"war!"
Zhang Ruochen waved Shen Yuan continuously, splitting and flying the sword.
However, there are too many swords to stop.
Suddenly, his chest and abdomen burst, his skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs turned into blood mist. Even if his physical recovery ability is strong, it cannot be reversed.
No matter how strong the physical defense is, it cannot be carried.
The legs burst, the arms burst, the head burst ...
Zhang Ruochen's physical body was completely destroyed and turned into a mist of blood. He died more completely than the last time that he was attacked by the army of **** in the Kunlun Realm.
Last time, at least one skeleton remained.
This time, the bones are gone.
After killing Zhang Ruochen, the swords flew back to the tomb.
A Le half-knelt on the ground, holding the iron sword with her hand, she did not fall down. It was the blood of crimson tears flowing in her indifferent eyes, and the pain in her heart was far better than when the Holy Spirit was chopped.
In the distance, seeing the Cairo division in this scene, he laughed excitedly.
How could there be such a strange thing in the world?
Countless monks in heaven and hell, Zhang Ruochen, who was deliberately unable to kill him, actually died in this grave forest and died under his vow.
Okay, very good.
Can see Zhang Ruochen's death with his own eyes, he can be considered to have completed the task.
Suddenly, Ale keenly noticed that, not far away, there was a weak vitality in the condensed and scattered blood mist.
"Wow--"
The blood mist oscillated and turned into a huge blood cocoon spinning rapidly.
Vitality is getting stronger and stronger.
The blood cocoons quickly contracted, condensing into a figure of outstanding vitality, the flesh and blood body was intact, the pupil contained the star universe, the double eyebrows were like the edge of a magic sword, the arms were as clean as jade, but they had muscle lines.
"Oh!"
Sword sounded.
Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew into his hands.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little dazed, he looked at the sword in his hand, and looked inside, and finally understood a lot.
Wan Jian didn't seem to want to kill him. Therefore, it seems that Jian Qi is vertical and horizontal, in fact, it just cut his physical body without hurting his Qihai, Holy Spirit, and spiritual power.
Otherwise, even if he had refined Baicang blood soil, he would not be able to recover again.
Not only that, after Wan Jian was cut, it seemed to help him cultivate, cut off some bad substances in his body, and left him some mysteries of Kendo that he had never touched.
For example, the cricket **** leg that Luna helped him to fuse at first had most of the material belonging to cricket god, which was mostly cut off by Wanjian, leaving only 100 million flame **** patterns and some divine substances.
In the past, Zhang Ruochen's demigod body was already very powerful, but it was like a fat man with a heavy body. He could not use the body alone to fight against the demigod. It is not even possible to fight against the Supreme Body of the Supreme Holy.
However, the power of Wan Jian helped him cut off the bad things in the demigod's body, making his demigod's body more powerful and refined.
In addition, impurities in the Holy Spirit and spiritual power are also removed.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen had a feeling of getting out of the quagmire. He was so relaxed and refreshing that he couldn't say anything, and he wanted to fly away.
"Thank you for your help."
Zhang Ruochen worshiped the four sides one by one.
Although I don't know why Wan Jian buried in the tomb helped him, but for him who wants to condense the soul of the heavenly sword and cultivate the saint of Sanpin Kendo, this is indeed a huge help.
Like the kendo sages of ancient times, they built the foundation for him.
The Cairo earth division standing on the edge of the Kendo Tomb Forest lost his smile on his face, stunned, and his mind almost collapsed. How could this happen?
Has been shattered into blood mist, and can still live again.
Between Zhang Ruochen and A Le, there were not many words, just looked at each other and smiled.
Subsequently, A Le grabbed the iron sword and set out on the way back.
Zhang Ruochen raised his sword forward and proceeded to Jianshan.
"Sword out."
Zhang Ruochen lifted his hand and pulled out more than 200 million kendo rules in his body.
The rules of Kendo have changed tremendously. If it had been before, it was just golden needles. Now, the gold needle has been cast into a small sword.
Every Kendo rule is a sword.
This is the strongest state of Kendo rules!
With such a kendo rule, Zhang Ruochen can actually cut the opponent's sacred rule directly, just like Jian Xiu who cultivated the sky sword soul.
Destroy its cultivation, cut its path.
If you haven't experienced Wan Jian's avatar, taking Zhang Ruochen's kendo practice as a guide, it is actually very difficult to complete this path.
But now, Zhang Ruochen 's kendo skyrocketed, and he rushed all the way, but it took only half a day to cross the kendo tomb forest and came to the bottom of Jianshan.
Looking back, there are many tombstones. It looks like thousands of armies and thousands of horses can't see the end. It is like a white sword sage with a holy sword standing in front of the eyes in ancient times.
That Jianshan is their commander in chief.
Every tombstone and every sword should have a story!
Either we can sing or weep, or we can sympathize with others, or we can fight against swords and ends of the earth, or we can feel resentment ...
Perhaps the masters of those swords did not die, telling their past one by one. Or maybe it was that the previous Wan Jian gave him his Kendo spirit.
Uncontrollably, Zhang Ruochen felt extremely sad in his heart, as if he could empathize, tears flowed in his eyes, and his heart was broken.
This inexplicable emotion lasted for a long time, and Zhang Ruochen came out of it, saying, "You seniors don't have to be sad, Kendo has never decayed and perished, and Kendo's heart will never die."
Zhang Ruochen worshipped them again, and then turned around and looked at the towering Jianshan.
I saw a few lines of ancient text on the dark cliffs.
It is the text that Zhang Ruochen has never seen.
The strokes of each word are like the exquisite sword strokes, explaining the truth of Kendo.
Somehow, Zhang Ruochen understood the text above:
"I am the Lord of the Sword Realm, the ancestor of Kendo. At the height of the universe, there were three thousand sword gods and hundreds of millions of sword sages. The sword pointed to everything, and it was all over. The whole world was bowed down.
"However, the darkness came, the swords were folded, the three thousand swordsmen could not be defeated, and the billions of swordsmen could not be blocked.
"I am the ancestor of the sword, and indeed the end of the sword. The darkness is stronger than the sword in my hand."
"Sadly, Kendo is forever."
"Well, Kendo is about to die."
Zhang Ruochen's heart was so shocked that such a powerful kendo civilization appeared in the world.
Three thousand sword gods, hundreds of millions of sword masters, running through the universe, who can stop them?
How strong is the sword ancestor of the three thousand sword gods?
What is the relationship between the "lord of the sword world and the ancestor of the sword world" and the sword ancestor of the ancient Kunlun world?
Is the sword world the current Jiannan world?
What does "darkness" mean in the text? The sword ancestors can't even be rivaled, even the three thousand sword gods are all dead?
Zhang Ruochen was full of doubts, searching on the cliff, hoping to find more clues.
Continue to move forward, and on the other cliff, I saw the text again:
"I am the ancestor of the sword, and I am full of strength, sword gall, sword soul, sword soul, sword heart, sword spectrum, sword bone, sword source, Kendo upright."
"Today, the sword world is fragmented, all beings are dead, and all the swords are buried here. Originally, I wanted to go to death with darkness, but I knew that there would be no death."
"If I die, Kendo will wither."
"Three days of hard work, and finally, I left the courage here, and fled to the end of the world. I just hope to preserve this humiliating body, and stay in the world, find a big world, and continue to inherit Kendo."
"When darkness comes again, Kendo will rush to the front, tearing the black curtain for the creatures in the universe and seeking the final vitality."
This text, Zhang Ruochen almost choked, bloodshot eyes.
There is no doubt that the sword ancestor of Kunlun Realm was not the native monk of Kunlun Realm, but the one who fled after the destruction of the sword realm.
The ancestors of the sword ancestors, such as Wei An, have endless legends in the Kunlun world. They have passed down kendo, which has not only affected the generations of the Kunlun world, but also the kendo of the heavens and worlds and the ten hells.
It's just a book "Swordless Book without Words", so far no monk has come to the end.
The world sword repair, I am afraid that everyone respects the sword ancestor.
However, how can a character like Jianzu have such a moment of weakness, helplessness, sadness, and humiliation? She was so scared that she lost her courage and fled to Kunlun.
How powerful is the enemy he calls "darkness"? Is there really no chance of winning?
Zhang Ruochen firmly believes that even if the sword ancestor has only a slight chance of winning, he will never escape.
"Wow!"
"Swordless Book of Words" suddenly made a violent struggle and flew out of Zhang Ruochen's hands to the top of Jianshan.
Zhang Ruochen chased immediately, but, just after trying to fly, he returned to his place.
Reluctantly, he had to climb a stone path and climbed to the top of the mountain.
Climbed to the cliff halfway and saw a cave house.
Above the cave, there are four ancient words engraved: "Keep the sword gall."
Next to the cave, there is a line of newly carved text, which contains the breath of Pluto: "Today I have the sword ancestor and the courage of the sword.
"I should hold the sword in my hand and inherit the legacy of the sword ancestor. When the darkness comes again, it must be the person in front."
Sword gall was taken away by Pluto!
Zhang Ruochen entered Dongfu and it was empty.
So ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ he continued to climb up the stone road.
At the top of Jianshan, a stone monument and an ancient well appeared.
The inscription on the stone tablet reads: "Stay at the sword soul."
Sword ancestors had to abandon their courage to escape.
With courage, he cannot escape.
In other words, the sword ancestor to Kunlun Realm can no longer be called a complete sword ancestor.
Just like the kendo in Kunlun world, only know how to cultivate sword soul. Have any monks ever known that they still need to cultivate sword spirits?
The soul is the essence.
Spirit is spirit.
Sword spirit is the spirit of kendo.
"The sword ancestor of the sword ancestor is in this ancient well?"
Chapter end
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