Immemorial Sword Venerable

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The only disciple of Black Blade Emperor, Purple Sword.

Ten people in Golden Stone Terrace, two members of the Yuan tribe, Yuan Ming and Yuan Liang, he could not shoot them.

As for other people, the spirit and spirit of the Ling clan are strong, and he is not too sure about it.

Even a victory is a tragic victory, which is not conducive to the later test.

Jiang Kuang and Tu Tianjian, holy places of the human race, are not weak.

The same is true of Luo Qinghan and Luo Xia.

"Blood Sword Saint, roll down."

The voice of the purple knife resounded through this world.

All the warriors left the nine steps.

Originally, there was hope to compete for the last golden stone platform. Now it seems that there is no chance.

Ling Xian and others shook their heads helplessly.

Since the strongest inheritance is no longer available, simply look for other inheritances.

"Let's go." Ling Xian said.

As Ling Xian and others left, the other warriors quickly retreated.

Pass on the ancestral land, pass on everywhere.

Although you can't get the strongest inheritance, you can't waste time here.

The same is true of other inheritances, as long as you find the one that suits you, it is the best.

After a while, in front of the main hall, empty.

Only Zi Dao was on nine steps.

Ignored by the Blood Sword Saint, Zi Dao was very angry.

"Since you don't want to come down, then let me personally bombard you down." Zidao said darkly.

Step by step, the purple knife crossed nine steps.

Before the first golden stone platform.

"Go down."

Zi Dao burst out with a punch, trying to force Fang Chen back.

However, the latter is not vegetarian.

"court death."

Fang Chen clenched his fists, punched out, and collided with Zidao's fist.

boom……

Two fists collided, and Zidao's body stepped back a few steps.

The purple knife that stabilized his figure, his face more gloomy.

"Boy, I looked down on you. But do you think you can compete with my Zidao?" Zidao said coldly.

Zidao's strength is very strong, at least on the same level as Yuanming.

If it is a single fight, it is more troublesome.

When Zidao was ready to attack, Fang Chen took out the dark magic wheel.

"If you want to die, just continue."

There was a terrifying breath on the dark magic wheel, which caused the scalp of several other people to numb.

"what is this?"

Some people who do not understand Blood Sword Saint are shocked.

Blood Sword Saint actually has such a treasure that is against the sky.

Only Yuan Ming, quietly watching all this.

"This……"

Zi Dao's face changed, and he did not expect that the Blood Sword Saint would be so precious.

"This breath is too strong."

In a flash, Zidao made a decision.

Once the blood sword saint is angered, it is really possible to die under this dark magic wheel.

Don't act rashly.

Zi Daoqiang endured the anger in his heart and slowly calmed down his mood.

"If I guess good, this treasure is strong, but it is not unlimited use, you have some fears, otherwise, you have already urged treasure." Zidao said.

"It's not a problem to kill you." Fang Chen said lightly.

"Blood Sword Saint, let me go of you today. If there is a chance, I will surely kill you." Zidao left the first golden stone platform.

Finally, he stayed in front of the ninth golden stone platform.

His goal is Tu Tianjian.

"How? I still want to do it myself?" Zidao said coldly.

"Huh, even if it's dead, it's standing still."

Tu Tianjian stood up, holding a long sword, and said coldly.

"Then fight."

The purple knife flashed and landed on the ground. The purple long knife was held in his hand and stared at Tu Tianjian.

"Fight down."

Tu Tianjian leapt forward and came to Zidao.

"Let me see how strong the apprentice of the Black Blade Emperor is," Tu Tianjian said.

"You will know in a moment."

The purple knife is shot, the knife is like a shadow, the purple knife is hung, and the sky is filled.

"Zi Dao is very powerful."

This is Fang Chen's evaluation of Zidao, his strength is not weaker than Yuan Ming.

Especially the purple sword, at least it should be the eighth-level magic soldier level.

The battle between sword and sword is very fierce.

In fact, Tu Tianjian's strength is already strong enough.

However, he met Zidao.

After hundreds of rounds of war, Tu Tianjian was defeated.

call out……

The long knife in Zidao's hand, carrying the earth-shattering power, was slashed out and directly cut on Tu Tianjian's long sword.

Click ...

Long sword cracked, Tu Tianjian's body flew out.

"I lost."

Tu Tianjian stood up, his face calm.

"However, one day, I will defeat you."

Although Tu Tianjian lost, he did not bow his head.

"There will never be such a day."

Zi Dao sneered and jumped forward to the golden stone platform.

Tu Tianjian left a lonely figure and left here.

A moment of incense sticks, it's about time.

"After the nine-story test is over, those who have reached the Golden Stone Terrace are eligible to move on."

The voice was heard from the main hall.

Wow ...

Suddenly, over the hall, a towering tree appeared.

Above the towering trees, there were countless branches, and a gust of wind blew through them, the branches swayed endlessly, and the leaves above fell down.

"That is……"

Seeing the big tree, Jiang shook wildly and immediately shouted: "The ancient tree of Taoism."

After all, Jiang frantically started.

Huh ...

Jiang Kuang's figure rushed directly to the towering ancient tree, and then he darted out, grabbing the fallen leaves falling in the sky.

"Hurry up."

Suddenly, everyone set off and snatched the fallen leaves in the sky.

"The ancient tree of Taoism?"

Fang Chen's eyes shined. Although he left a little late, he used the real meaning of time and space, and the speed was almost extreme.

In a blink of an eye, a piece of fallen leaves was snatched.

Huh ...

Continue to snatch.

The ancient tree of Taoism is a legendary plant.

It is said that if the warrior can realize the martial arts under the ancient tree of enlightenment, it will do more with less.

The ancient tree of Taoism is the cultivation resource that the warrior dreamed of.

I did not expect to appear in the inheritance ancestral land.

The leaves of the ancient Taoist tree are also treasures, which are of great help to the cultivation of martial artists.

Moreover, Fang Chen believes that leading the hall will not release the ancient trees of enlightenment for no reason.

It must be related to the test of the next level.

Therefore, he is trying his best to grab the fallen leaves.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Fang Chen had snatched more than forty leaves.

Far ahead of everyone.

However, he did not give up and is still robbing.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Chen finally stopped snatching.

Because, in his hand, there are already 81 fallen leaves.

Not that he did not want to snatch, but because, no matter how hard he tried, he could not **** the fallen leaves.

It seems that eighty-one fallen leaves are the ultimate.

Fang Chen's body fell on the golden stone platform.

Eighty-one fallen leaves in his hand surrounded his body. He suddenly realized that he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Soon, Zi Dao also grabbed 81 fallen leaves, and like Fang Chen, began to understand.

The third is Yuan Ming, the fourth is Jiang Kuang, the fifth is Luo Qinghan, and the sixth is Ling Ming.

The remaining four people, each with just over fifty fallen leaves, and the ancient Taoist tree, have disappeared.

"How to do?"

Several people looked at each other, and their hearts were quite complicated.

"The test of the second hurdle, grabbed 81 pieces of Taoist ancient leaves, and then learned the secrets among them. Those who are not enough for 81 pieces will be automatically eliminated from the game after the time of Yixiang."

Hearing the sound from the hall, Linglian Zhu and others were anxious.

Yuan Liang, Yuan Jiaojiao, Ling Lian Zhu, Luo Xia.

Five of them are not enough for eighty-one films, which also means that some of them will definitely be eliminated.

"Everyone, I have 51 fallen leaves in my hand. If you can give me the fallen leaves in my hand, I will definitely thank you." Yuan Yuanliang said aloud.

The four people gathered together and there were more than 200 pieces of Taoist ancient leaves.

Of all the four, at least two can stay.

Several other people shook their heads. How could such an important thing be given away.

Yuan Liang and Yuan Jiaojiao glanced at each other and set their eyes on Luoxia.

"Luoxia, hand over the fallen leaves in your hand." Yuan Liang said coldly, his words full of threat.

"Yuan tribe is really shameless, the true nature is revealed so quickly?" Luo Xia said, sneering.

"Do it yourself."

Time does not wait for others, and Yuan Liang does not want to waste time.

With a low sip, he shot with Yuan Jiaojiao and attacked Luoxia.

Luo Xia alone, certainly can't deal with Yuan Jiaojiao and Yuan Liang.

"Once they defeat Luoxia, they will definitely deal with me." Linglian Zhu thought to himself.

Immediately, she said nothing to help Luoxia.

With the help of Linglianzhu, Luoxia's pressure suddenly diminished.

"Thank you."

There was a smile on Luoxia's face, and the four warriors fought together.

Seeing Yisixiang time is coming, Yuan Liang was even more anxious.

boom……

After a violent collision, the battle stopped.

Yuan Liang glanced at the time, his face covered with anxiety.

"Brother Yuan Liang, what should I do?" Yuan Jiaojiao asked.

Two-on-two, they have no advantage, they will only lose their qualifications.

"There is no way. It's a waste of time to go on fighting." After all, Yuan Liang looked at Yuan Jiaojiao, "Jiao Jiao, give me your ancient Taoist leaves, I will compensate you."

Yuan Jiaojiao's body shook, sighed, and handed over the ancient Taoist leaves.

Buzz ...

Yuan Liang gathered eighty-one ancient Taoist leaves, sat cross-legged on the golden stone platform, and began to understand.

Lingli Zhu planned to give up, but Luo Xia spoke at this moment.

"Miss Ling, just thank you for your shot." Luoxia smiled. "≠" ≠ "≠" ≠,

"I shot for my own sake." Ling Lianzhu said.

Luo Xia shook his head and said: "In any case, you always help me. The two of us are not enough to enlighten the ancient Dao leaves, and they are destined to be eliminated."

After all, Luo Xia took out his ancient Taoist leaves and handed them to Linglian Zhu.

"You stay, I will go." Luoxia said.

"How can this be?"

Linglian Zhu shook his head.

"There is no time." Luoxia pulled up the small white hands of Ling Lianzhu, and squeezed Wudao ancient leaves into his hands, and then jumped off the golden stone platform.