Peerless Sword God

"Master Tianjian, I went to the upper three floors and took a look. Nearly fifty people died, all turned into withered bones." Mr. Mo said.

Lin Chen frowned slightly and said: "You mean that their energy and blood have been artificially extracted. Does it mean that the demon Zhuoyan rescues the Zhuo Youshen and requires a lot of energy and blood to break the seal?"

"It's very possible." Mr. Mo nodded.

"Which layer do you think the seal is on?" Lin Chen asked.

"Perhaps only the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor knows."

Mr. Mo shook his head and continued: "This place is not only very big, but the floors above also contain some small spaces that are extremely difficult to find."

Lin Chen frowned more and more, and said after a while: "I and the ancestors of the Nine Lives Sword just spoke out. Others may hesitate, but the Baihua Valley Master and the Eighteenth Elder from the Yanxia Cave Sky should come to join us."

"Then let's wait until they arrive before we look for them. After all, the strength of the two of us is too meager." Old Mo said.

"It can only be this way."

Lin Chen sighed softly.

It would have been nice if I could have known where the God of Zhuoyou was sealed from the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor when I was in the Shenbing Pavilion.

Of course, he knew that the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor was thinking about himself.

But Lin Chen knew that he was not a cold-blooded person, and hoped that he could use his small strength to prevent this disaster.

Benevolence and righteousness!

Good!

justice!

…

As a cultivator, as a sword cultivator, this has always been the foundation of Lin Chen's character.

Not only does he want to help the world, but he also hopes to do something within his power for the martial arts world.

Even if he knew his life would be in danger, Lin Chen would still not regret it.

"Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God."

Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps upstairs, and soon the owner of Baihua Valley and the red-bearded old man arrived, followed by several elders of the Eight Paths Divine Ancestors.

Lin Chen's face was filled with joy, he raised his hands and said, "Master Baihua Valley, Eighteenth Elder, thank you for coming."

"It's amazing that you can come here without fear of danger. No wonder Dou Mu and Zi Weixi are full of praise for you." Baihua Valley Master praised.

"You are indeed a good boy, but it's a pity..."

The red-bearded old man thought about Lin Chen's failure to worship in the Yanxia Cave, and secretly cried out that it was a pity. He shook his head and said: "Stop talking about this, do you know where the God of Zhuoyou is sealed?"

"Eighteenth Elder, we don't know, that's why we need your help, but the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor must know, have you seen him?"

Lin Chen shook his head and said: "He wears a white robe, has a handsome appearance, is in the realm of the Nine Divine Ancestors, and has the unique temperament of a sword cultivator. He can be recognized at a glance."

"No."

The red-bearded old man shook his head and said: "We came down from the 36th floor and did not see such a person. Maybe he went to the floor above."

The Master of Baihua Valley took over his words and said: "Although we didn't see him, we found many traces of the demon's energy along the way. There was an aura in it that made me feel palpitated. It should be the demon Zhuo you mentioned. inflammation."

"Since there are none below the thirty-sixth floor, let's go look for them above the thirty-sixth floor. The devil's energy is easy to distinguish, and we will definitely be able to find their traces." Lin Chen said.

"Okay, let's hurry up and set off quickly." The red-bearded old man said.

Lin Chen and others knew the urgency of time, so they immediately climbed to the third floor and continued climbing as fast as possible.

In less than a few breaths, Lin Chen and his party arrived at the thirty-sixth floor.

Along the way, I met the master of Yuxu Cave and eight elders from Qingyun Temple and other holy places. They immediately acted together and climbed to the thirty-seventh floor.

This layer was filled with the aura of heavenly demons. Several shriveled demon corpses lay there, filled with the aura of heavenly demons.

Lin Chen and others looked at each other and immediately headed to the thirty-eighth floor.

As soon as I climbed onto this floor, I heard a shout: "Everyone, I am the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor. If you want to help me and prevent the God of Zhuoyou from escaping, please come to the 80th floor."

"Walk."

Lin Chen and others looked at each other and rushed to the 80th floor of Qitian Hall without stopping, taking less than thirty breaths.

During this period, Lin Chen and others discovered many treasures, but they turned a blind eye.

However, when they arrived at the 80th floor, they only saw the aura of the devil as deep as the sea, and not a single person.

The red-bearded old man said: "Why is there no one? Where did the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor go?"

The Master of Baihua Valley looked around and said doubtfully: "Strange, when we looked from the outside, this Qitian Hall clearly has eighty-one floors, but why is there no passage to the eighty-first floor?"

"Hey, really not?"

The red-bearded old man observed for a moment and found that the entire space on the 80th floor was square and there were no stairs leading to the 81st floor, as if this was the top floor.

Mr. Mo suddenly said: "Small space, the 81st floor is somewhere on this floor."

The red-bearded old man stared at him and said, "What kind of small space? Please explain it clearly."

The Master of Baihua Valley looked at Lin Chen, and Lin Chen explained: "On some floors in this Qitian Hall, there are some small spaces, similar to secret realms."

As he spoke, he looked around and said: "There should also be a small space on this floor, which is the 81st floor, where the Zhuoyou God is sealed. Now the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor, the Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan and others are not here. , that’s probably where he went.”

The red-bearded old man scratched his beard and said angrily: "Why didn't I see any small space? Baihua, did you find it?"

"No."

The Lord of Baihua Valley shook his head and said to Lin Chen: "Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, since you said so, can you find the small space on this level?"

"I don't know these things. All of this was discovered by Old Mo."

Lin Chen looked at Old Mo and said: "Old Mo, it's up to you."

"Him?"

The red-bearded old man stared at Old Mo with a surprised look and said: "Old man, you are only at the level of the fifth God Ancestor, but you know all these things. Is it true?"

"I need some time."

Old Mo glanced at him, retracted his gaze, and then looked around, his deep eyes flashing with gray runes.

The red-bearded old man smiled awkwardly and whispered, "Strange, this old man, who is at the level of the Five Dao God Ancestor, actually makes me feel a sense of pressure. It must be an illusion."

The Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley looked at the back of Old Mo and said to him, "This man is very unusual."

"Really? Forget it, I hope he can find it out, otherwise if the Turbid God escapes, this will be our burial place."

The red-bearded old man looked joking, but his eyes were unusually solemn.

The Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley and the other elders also looked heavy and said nothing.

"Found it."

Old Mo looked at the southeast of this floor, swung the silver-white divine spear in his hand, separated the rampant demonic energy, and walked over.

"Did you really find it? It's so fast, don't make a mistake."

The red-bearded old man was surprised, and he was the first to follow him, and Lin Chen and the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley followed closely behind, and soon came to the southeast.

This direction, like other directions on this floor, was empty.

The red-bearded old man scratched his beard, frowned and asked: "Old man, are you sure it's here? Why is there nothing here?"

Lin Chen stepped forward and said: "Don't panic, Elder Eighteen. Since Elder Mo has determined that it is here, it can't be wrong." After saying that, he looked at Elder Mo.

Elder Mo said nothing, raised the silver-white divine spear in his hand, stabbed forward, and drew a silver-white spear light.

A strange scene appeared. There was nothing in front, but as the silver-white divine spear stabbed forward, a vast black and white divine light immediately rushed up.