Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

At this time, Mo Chen no longer knew how many scenes he had changed.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that his swordsmanship is constantly getting stronger.

There are countless sword cultivators practicing sword skills in each floor of the tower. Of course, these are not their entities, but are completely projected by images.

Mo Chen was so addicted that he couldn't extricate himself, and Lu Daotian and the others were also completely immersed in cultivation.

Among them, the most outstanding one is undoubtedly Shi Yi, who actually walked further than Mo Chen and stepped on a higher level of the tower.

Fortunately, Mo Chen worked steadily and continued to understand all kinds of mysteries.

Time is like water, three months have passed in a flash.

In the meantime, the gap between several people has also been experienced.

Eleven is already far ahead, already standing on the ninety-ninth floor.

Mo Chen was one level away from him, standing on the ninety-eighth floor.

Lu Daotian's rules are much worse, now on the 61st floor.

Qi Wuji is still at the bottom, but Lu Daotian is not far away, on the 60th floor.

Kenpachi looked at the Tongtian Sword Tower from a distance and said to himself: "It seems that it's almost the same. The spiritual sea level cultivation strength has not reached the 100th level even against the sky."

The ninety-ninth level is a hurdle. For countless years in Tianjian Mountain, there have been people with amazing talent and beauty who have stepped onto the ninety-ninth level in the Linghai Realm, but they are as rare as a phoenix.

As for the hundredth level, no one in the Linghai Realm can achieve it.

"Just wait a little longer. I hope that kid can reach the ninety-ninth floor."

Those who can climb to the ninety-ninth floor are definitely monsters at the heaven-defying level. The old man is not surprised that Eleven can climb to the ninety-ninth floor, because he is the reincarnation of a ray of will from the Heavenly Sword. He is born to be extraordinary and close to him.

kendo.

At the beginning, no one thought that Heavenly Sword Will could be reincarnated successfully.

In fact it is so.

Eleven reincarnated and tried once. Just when Kenpachi was about to give up in this eleventh life, he succeeded.

The first reincarnation failed directly.

The same is true in the second life.

In the true sense, reincarnation begins in the third time.

So strictly speaking, Eleven has been reincarnated into nine lives.

With the success of the eleventh reincarnation, I should have been very happy, but I didn't expect that there was an unexpected joy.

As Eleven who is reincarnated with the will of swordsmanship, it is not surprising at all to be able to step onto the ninety-ninth floor, but if Mo Chen can step onto the ninety-ninth floor, the meaning will be different, so that his position as the Son of God can be fulfilled steadily.

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Because the time is coming, and it's time for those guys to return.

In a world dominated by thunder, Mo Chen stood on the top of a mountain and watched a thunder dragon fighting an old man.

The old man held a three-foot long sword in his hand, which exuded shocking sword power, and the sword light also contained the power of thunder.

The battle in the sky had been going on for a long time, and Mo Chen could clearly see that the thunder dragon was no match for the old man, but the old man was not in a hurry to kill the thunder dragon, but kept changing his moves.

That's right, the old man is using the thunder dragon as a springboard to observe it and practice his sword skills.

A quarter of an hour later, there was joy in the old man's eyes, and then with the evolution of his swordsmanship, a thunder dragon with a body of one hundred feet appeared under his sword. After waving for a week, it faced the similarly scarred thunder dragon in mid-air.

The dragon rushed over.

boom!

The power of thunder raged in mid-air, but it could not get closer than a foot in front of the old man.

Mo Chen watched the battle in mid-air seriously. He didn't know that this was the first time for him to watch it.

Time seemed to have returned to its original point, and the old man fought with the thunder dragon again.

This time, Mo Chen closed his eyes, and the long sword in his hand began to be filled with the power of thunder.

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One day later, the scene around Mo Chen flashed, and this time he appeared in front of a sword mountain.

Buried Sword Mountain!

There are countless auras of sadness all around, as if there is an unwillingness to fight.

Mo Chen frowned, and was infected by the surrounding atmosphere, and his heart began to feel heavy.

"The Star-Moon Sword, this sword fell in the battle with the Dark Crow Demon King. Although the sword died, the sword's power is immortal. After killing the Dark Crow Demon King, he was buried here."

"Spirit flame piece, this sword fell in a battle with a demon general. The sword was broken and the sword owner died. The sword was buried with it."

"Lingyuan Sword, this sword fell and fought with the devil."

As Mo Chen walked, his mood kept getting heavier.

Although these swords were broken, and some only had their hilts left, the sword power of these swords was very astonishing, with a strong aura of violence and ferocity.

Mo Chen knew that these swords had experienced the baptism of war and had killed countless demon queens before they developed a ferocious aura.

Mo Chen walked very slowly, these sword intentions affected him.

Of course he could block out these negative emotions, but he didn't.

Since you have entered Tianjian Mountain, you are a member of Tianjian Mountain.

As a member of Tianjian Mountain, understanding these sword intentions is his respect for the sages of swordsmanship.

There was a slight tremor in the body, and the giant demon-slaying sword appeared in mid-air.

Without the joy of the past, Demon Slaughter now seemed a little depressed.

Mo Chen put Demon Slayer behind him and continued to move forward.

Because at the top of the mountain, he noticed a different scent of swordsmanship, which was extremely strong.

An hour later, Mo Chen appeared on the top of the mountain. The distance was not very far, but he walked for a full hour.

There is a figure sitting quietly on the top of the mountain, looking a little lonely and desolate.

This person is none other than Eleven.

The two met but no one spoke.

Eleven naturally noticed someone coming.

After sensing that it was Mo Chen, Eleven did not make any move, and did not even open his closed eyes.

Mo Chen looked at Eleven with a little bit of crystal flowing out of the corner of his eyes, but did not disturb him.

The Eleven he knew was quiet, taciturn, and reclusive, but he was not someone who shed tears easily.

This time, he, who was usually not good at speaking, shed tears silently.

Mo Chen doesn't know how to comfort people, he can only stay by his side.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the densely packed sword intent rising into the sky, Mo Chen felt a little confused.

These swords are basically from the battle between the fallen and the demon. There are so many swords that can no longer be measured by quantity.

In other words, behind these swords buried here are famous sword cultivators.

Most sword cultivators only cultivate one sword. The sword is more important to them than life. If the sword dies, the sword owner will be destroyed.

Most of the swords that can be buried here are high-level swords. Mo Chen can feel that these swords are at least high-level spiritual weapons. Those swords that are qualified to be buried here mean that the sword masters behind them are also powerful.

Master of swordsmanship.

Mo Chen fell silent and closed his eyes tightly. The spirit in his body blended with these sword intentions and entered a wonderful state.

Mo Chen seemed to have walked into an ancient battlefield.

There are many flying sword cultivators fighting in the sky, and their opponent is a famous demon.

Below, countless people were fighting. Some of those fighting together were human warriors, and some were some strange races that Mo Chen had never seen before.

Their opponents were also heavenly demons, but they were fighting together in such a dense manner that there was no end in sight.

Mo Chen possessed an unfamiliar sword cultivator. He was covered in blood at this time, and the three-foot green peak in his hand was slightly unstable.

Several heavenly demons came towards him. The sword cultivator straightened his expression and raised his sword to kill those demons again.

"My sword cultivator, it is a just act to guard our home and defend our country. You beasts and demons must die!"

One after another, unnamed warriors beside him kept dying at the mouth of the demon. This swordsman was helpless, because he was seriously injured at this time, and there were six low-level demons around him.

He had a chance.

For sword cultivators, the instructions given to low-level demons are to attack them in groups and consume them alive. Other than that, there is no chance to kill them easily.

The human sea tactic is very effective. High-level demons will not care about the life or death of low-level demons. Even if hundreds of demons consume a sword cultivator to death, high-level demons will be happy to do so, because to them, low-level demons

There are simply so many that they can be produced infinitely.

The situation is different for sword cultivators. Although these sword cultivators are not high-level, each sword cultivator has amazing qualifications. Killing one sword cultivator may result in the death of several high-level demons in the future.

The warrior's eyes were blurred, there were scars all over his body, and even one of his arms was missing.

In the end, the sword in this swordsman's hand broke, and he finally chose to self-destruct, and several demons were buried with him.

Without resting, Mo Chen appeared directly in mid-air again, and the person confronting him was a demon of admonishment with a pair of black wings on his back.

This sword cultivator was much stronger. A radius of one kilometer was filled with monstrous sword intent, and the entire area became a sword realm.

Opposite him, a demon who was several meters tall and about the same size as a human stared at him cautiously.

There is no way, everyone among high-level sword cultivators can dominate at the same level. Even if he is a higher level than this sword cultivator, this demon king will not dare to slack off at all.

Because these sword cultivators have super strong attack power, if you don't pay attention to your life, you may be finished.

Mo Chen looked at the sword in his hand, his whole body was as red as fire, and the overwhelming sword intent radiated from this sword to the surroundings, forming a sword field.

With a stroke of the long sword, countless sword energy rushed towards the Demon King, overwhelming him.

The Demon King did not dare to be careless, so he whipped up a gust of demonic wind and faced countless sword rains. For a moment, the demonic energy and sword energy collided, making a deafening sound.

After a long time, the turbulent waves died down, and the sword cultivator attached to Mo Chen raised his sword to kill. The demon king looked up to the sky and roared, grabbing a huge magic knife, and fought with the sword cultivator.

Mo Chen was quietly comprehending, not only comprehending this sword cultivator's attack path, but also observing the Demon King's methods. Only by knowing more about the enemy's moves can he take the initiative against the enemy in the future.

The battle lasted for a long time, but in the end the demon king was more powerful and blasted the swordsman into a bloody mist.

But he was also seriously injured, and the best outcome at this time was to retreat to the demon army to recuperate.

But here is a battlefield. There are countless warriors from both sides. The dynamics of the battle are extremely shocking. Although some warriors from the Origin Heaven Realm are fighting against the opposing demons, they are also observing the battlefield around them all the time. If something goes wrong, they will try their best to

Give a helping hand.

But the Heavenly Demon King is about to stand at the peak of the Heavenly Demon Group. At this time, only the warriors from Tianjian Mountain can fight with him casually.

Seeing the death of the elder of Tianjian Mountain, several warriors fighting not far away felt heavy in their hearts. They abandoned their opponents and attacked the seriously injured Heavenly Demon King.

The Demon King is too dangerous on the battlefield. At this time, while he is injured, he must be killed at all costs.

Mo Chen didn't know what happened next, he only knew that the sword cultivator's innate demon king had fallen.

The screen turned and it was on the ground again.

Mo Chen possessed a young man.

Mo Chen had the impression that this boy was the boy he met for the second time at Tongtian Sword Tower.

At this time, the young man's strength was about to reach the peak of the spiritual sea realm. With a wave of his hand and basic sword skills, he cut down several demons with extremely sharp sword energy.

The demons seem to be endless. After killing one, another one will appear.

There was a stubbornness on the young man's face, just like when he was practicing swordsmanship. One sword after another, one demon after another died, but in exchange, the companions around him died.

Soon, there was no comrade around the young man.

Before the last comrade died, he wanted to cover the young man's retreat, but the young man refused.

It’s not that he lost his mind during sword practice and didn’t understand the meaning of making a comeback.

But even if you escape at this time, it is useless, because the road to the back has been blocked by the demon, and even if you escape, it will be a waste of effort.

"As a sword cultivator, we have nothing to fear from death!" The young man let out a low roar, and Mo Chen silently repeated it, once again having murderous intentions towards the demon in his heart.

But this time, it was the murderous intention to destroy the demon.

"Anyone who rules our heaven will be killed by our sword cultivators!"

The young man was drowned by the demons, and there was no splash in the end.

This time he had a deeper feeling for Mo Chen, because he witnessed the young man's hard work, and being able to be recorded on the second level of the Tongtian Sword Tower proved that this young man was extraordinary.

Such an extraordinary person could not play any role in the invasion of the vast demons, but Mo Chen did not have any contempt for this young man. On the contrary, Mo Chen had a strong admiration for the young man.

Mo Chen had never felt the thought of admiring anyone. At this moment, he admired the boy, Tianjian Mountain, the swordsmanship, and even more, the Shiyuan Heavenly Realm.

"As a swordsman, I have nothing to fear from death!"

For the sake of justice?

For the sake of all living beings?

For the Tao in your heart?

For the sake of justice in your heart?

For the sake of peace in future generations?

Mo Chen didn't know what they were doing, but they showed up on the battlefield anyway, and they did it. Maybe this is the spirit of kendo.

Mo Chen came back to his senses and stood on the top of the mountain again.

Looking at the vast sword intent at the foot of the mountain again, this time I gained more insights.

The wind blew from nowhere, and countless sword intent moved with the wind. Finally, it came to Mo Chen and wrapped him tightly, forming a luminous sword intent light cocoon.

Eleven had already woken up, turned around and came not far from Mo Chen, staring at him in a daze.

Mo Chen fell into a coma, and this time he had many dreams.

There were many fragments in the dream, and most of them were not about demons, but many sword skills and sword techniques, which were constantly demonstrated in front of him.

He had this dream for a long time, and Mo Chen completely forgot about time. Various sword techniques were constantly introduced in his mind, with small successes, great successes, and finally perfection.

These sword techniques were extremely profound, but not all of them could catch Mo Chen's eye. In the end, ninety-nine sword techniques were firmly remembered in his mind.

It is said to be remembered, but in fact it is more similar to inheritance.

When he wakes up, he will be able to master ninety-nine sword techniques without any practice.