Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Zhang Yi, there is an expert behind you who can actually block my aura. Who is he? Shouldn't such a person exist in the ancient realm?"

Dao Consciousness felt the mysterious aura on Zhang Yi's body, which even he could not fathom, which was why he told Zhang Yi so much.

"That's not important. What's important is why you brought all these people together to kill each other?"

Zhang Yi finally had the opportunity to ask his doubts. Anyway, everyone now knew that he was in the Secret Realm of the Great Dao, and he was almost a public figure. However, they didn't know where Zhang Yi ranked on the Great Dao Ranking.

"This has been the case in previous years, but this time there are too many people coveting it, so we can only use this method to get rid of some people."

The consciousness of Dao was not hidden, he said cheerfully.

"Since ancient times, the Double Eyes and the Supreme Bones have been at odds with each other. I'm curious, which one of you is stronger?"

Compared with Zhang Yi's curiosity about Dao Consciousness, it seems that Dao Consciousness is more curious about him.

"I might not have been able to say it before, but now that you control the Ancient Supreme Dao, if he cannot control the Chongpu Dao, he will definitely not be your opponent."

The consciousness of Dao seemed to have been silent for many years, and kept talking like a chatterbox.

"What is the relationship between the Great Dao List and the Road to Immortality?"

Zhang Yi actually never figured out that the Great Dao List was related to the Road to Immortality, which made so many people flock to it.

"People on the Great Dao List will be recognized by this world, and it will be much easier on the road to immortality. You will know when the time comes."

"But if you make so much noise this time, you might attract fairies to come. That would be interesting."

"Okay, study the way of sword well. If you can't understand the way of sword, you will be trapped here forever, or you will go crazy."

"Zhang Yi, I hope you can reach the top of the avenue list when you show your aura!"

After saying these words, the entire space became extremely silent, as if the consciousness of the avenue had left here.

"Wait...I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Zhang Yi shouted into the void, but there was no response.

"I've been working on it for a long time and just focused on what he said. I didn't get any useful information."

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, secretly despising the Dao consciousness in his heart, and then his attention fell on the magnificent sword path.

"According to what the Dao Consciousness said, this sword path is completely my reward for controlling the ancient supreme path. So what about the Death Dao that I understood before?"

Zhang Yi is a little confused about the difference between the two. He still has to wait until he understands the way of swordsmanship before he can judge.

But just when Zhang Yi was holding the Tianyang Sword in his hand and preparing to embark on the path of swordsmanship, a black mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and a long black sword shot out of the air, knocking Zhang Yizhen back.

"Go away! No one can understand the art of swordsmanship before me!"

A cold scolding sound sounded, like countless sword rays flying past Zhang Yi's ears.

"It's you!?"

Feeling that familiar aura, Zhang Yi's expression changed, and he immediately recognized that this was the sword fanatic he released from the maze of avenues.

Zhang Yi never expected to meet him here. Logically speaking, everyone's enlightenment space is separate, and the other party should not appear here at all.

"No, it should be the Enlightenment Space that determines who appears. He is a sword cultivator, so he naturally wants to learn the Way of the Sword, so I met him here!"

Zhang Yi reacted instantly. Unknowingly, he came to the Sword Dao space from the space of the Ancient Supreme Dao where he was before, so he met this sword fanatic here.

"I knew Dao Consciousness wouldn't be so kind!"

Zhang Yi looked at Jian Chi's crazy look, his heart sank, and he greeted Dao Consciousness again.

"Hahaha, after practicing swordsmanship for hundreds of years, I finally have a chance to enlighten myself!"

"Don't come up. If you come up, I'll kill you!"

The moment the swordsman stepped onto the sword path, he laughed crazily, raised the black giant sword in his hand, and said with murderous intent.

"Ye Kunli didn't lie to me? Has he really lost his mind?"

Zhang Yi couldn't help but frowned when he looked at his appearance. This was indeed a bit abnormal.

This was also the first time Zhang Yi saw him. His facial features were extremely rough, his eyes were scarlet, and his disheveled hair made him look like a demon.

"I can't suppress him here with the ancient supreme way. There is no need to provoke him for the time being, so I will let him realize it first. It just so happens that I can also see what is weird about this sword way."

Zhang Yi didn't know much about Jian Chi. After all, he was just a mentally disturbed person, so there was no need.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yi can't see clearly the strength of Jian Chi. Without being able to use the ancient supreme way, Zhang Yi really has no confidence in defeating him.

Especially the black heavy sword in his hand exudes a hint of sharp sword intent, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

After Jian Chi reminded Zhang Yi, he never talked to Zhang Yi again, but walked towards the front of the sword wholeheartedly.

Every time he took a step, there was a monstrous sword that wanted to kill him, but he was killed by his sword every time.

As he advanced further and further in the path of the sword, the sword intent emanating from his body became more solid and intense.

"Using a sword to break all laws? I wonder if there will be a protector on this sword path?"

Since there are guardians on the ancient supreme road, I think there should be such existence on the sword.

"If I just use the Tianyang Sword, I can reach this level with my strength. Let's see what happens next."

Zhang Yi treated the sword maniac as an experimenter. He was naturally inferior to the sword maniac in terms of swordsmanship. He had to learn when he needed to.

When the sword maniac walked to the sword path, countless sharp edges burst out, turning into a bottomless river of swordsmanship, and countless spirit swords fought towards the sword maniac.

"Swordsmanship river? You can't stop me!"

"Ten thousand swords return to one!"

The sword maniac snorted coldly, raised the black giant sword in his hand high, and a dark sword light burst out from it, which made the spirit swords in the swordsmanship river begin to tremble violently.

The next moment, a sword of nothingness condensed thousands of sword intentions and collided directly with the swordsmanship river, bursting out sword-shaped fireworks, blooming in this empty space, extremely dazzling.

Next, the sword maniac continued to walk forward, strangling all the sword intentions that blocked him along the way, and never stopped, as if everything on the sword path was vulnerable to him.

"His understanding of the sword has reached this level?"

Zhang Yi was shocked. The other party was worthy of the name of sword maniac.

At this moment, a sword wall composed of countless spiritual swords appeared in front of the sword maniac, forcing him to stop. There was actually a touch of excitement in his crazy eyes.

"The sword wall has finally reached this point!"

The crazy and excited voice of the sword maniac resounded in this empty space for a long time.