Spirit Sword Sovereign

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Chapter 818

Chu Xingyunpan sat in the void, his eyes closed, like an ancient tree, no sound was made, no motion, a broad sword mound, a sword chanting sound, a handle of swords passing by, could not disturb half mind.

In such an environment, time seems to have no concept, and in the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

On this day, Chu Xingyun was still sitting in the void, Wan Jian Shengdian was suspended in front of him, the shimmering light, the breath was thick, but reflected in his body, but disappeared instantly, as if entering the vortex, the smoke disappeared. .

"One sword is Wan Jian; one thought is Wan Nian."

Chu Xingyun spit out a word sound, his eyes opened suddenly, a light of chaos flashed in his pupils: "It turns out that this is the essence of Wan Jian Dao, thousands of sword Dao, this is one, and should be integrated into one . "

Mingwu's voice kept coming out of his mouth, and in Chu Xingyun's eyes, the light of chaos became thicker and stronger, and his body also moved.

Buzz!

A light of martial spirit blooms, hovering in the hands of Chu Xingyun, and condenses into a sword, a sword of martial arts.

As soon as he raised his hand, his heart moved, the sword came out, and the blade of the sword roared through the void, which seemed to be ordinary, but every ray of sword gas exuded a very different breath.

A sword stabs out like a sword breaking through the sky!

However, when the sword reached mid-air, it stopped abruptly, and Chu Xingyun's movement stopped, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "In contrast, chaos is both a sword and a sword, no No rules, no restrictions! "

Chu Xingyun's body moved again, and he again wielded his sword. The blade of the sword was still mysterious, like a sword of ten thousand swords, but as the blade of the sword was thrust out, his sword of martial arts became more and more pure, as if entering To return to the realm of simplicity.

"cut!"

Without any warning, Chu Xingyun's voice became louder, and he saw the sword of the martial spirit in his hand suddenly raised, and thousands of swords were soaring into the sky, full of sharp breath. In the end, the sword qi condensed together. It turned into a storm, bursting with a scent of chaos, and swept away, seeming to stir the world upside down.

This sword seems to be slow and fast, like a sword, and like a million swords. It is chaotic and disorderly, and ghosts and gods are unpredictable. When you feel its existence, the sword has turned into a storm, sweeping the whole world.

The rumbling sound rang out, a sword storm of 100 meters appeared in the void, and roared away. Everything in front could not escape the chaotic sword light, and was shrouded in it and ruthlessly destroyed.

Not far away, Wan Jian Sheng Dian was still suspended there, but the difference was that the shimmering light on it suddenly became stronger at this moment, as if he felt the horror of this chaotic sword storm, and he resisted it.

And in the distance, thousands of swords rose up into the sky. They turned into a real dragon with swords, hovering in the sky, roaring in the sky, and howling, all in awe, just like welcoming the king.

"Everything is in order, chaos and disorder, but everything in the world is transformed from disorder to order, and then from order to disorder. This is chaos!" Chu Xingyun seems to have touched a certain mystery The rules, the chaotic sword light in the eyes, flourishes, until they cover the whole pair of eyes.

boom!

A terrible sound erupted into the void, and the Jianshan towering in the middle of the sword mound exploded. Thousands of swords were turned into streamers and scattered all over the space. Each sword fell deep into the ground until no trace could be seen.

"What a terrible power." Chu Xingyun looked at this scene, and he was shocked in his heart. His sword just now, urged by the sword of Wuling, was so terrifying. If it was exerted by the black hole epee, the power It will definitely increase several times.

After all, the existence of black holes is chaos!

Chu Xingyun took back the sword of Wuling, and the gray and black sword light that permeated him dispersed, but even so, the movements in the sword mound did not disperse. In the void, there were nine swords and true dragons circling At that time, the sword chanting from the sky shook, and he didn't dare to approach Chu Xingyun at all. The picture was terrifying.

"Taking the Wanjian Shengdian as a reference, it was indeed feasible. In just three days, I realized the meaning of chaos and formally entered the chaotic sword." Chu Xingyun thought back to the sword just now. The intention spread directly.

At this time, he stepped again, approaching the past of the Wanjian Shengdian, with more than one pace.

Three days ago, Chu Xingyun was close to Wanjian Shengdian, and he didn't dare to carelessly. He felt that the way of Wanjian was too grand and powerful, and he would be lost and unable to extricate himself at any time.

But at this moment, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could put the Wanjian Shengdian into his pocket, but when he looked at the Wanjian Shengdian, he was very calm, joyless, and more worry-free.

This shows that Chu Xingyun has realized the essence of Chaos Kendo. Even in the face of the Ten Thousand Swords, he can stick to his heart without being shaken by it.

Even deep in his heart, there is a sense of swallowing the world, Wan Jian Shengdian, just to accompany it!

"One sword turned chaos and disturbed the heavens and the earth. Then this sword is called the sky-shattering style." Chu Xingyun let out a bold laughter, and he stopped staying here, striding forward, and left the sword mound.

When he walked out of the sword mound, a touch of warm sunlight fell down, shrouded his body, and also reflected on Junyi's face. It was warm and very comfortable.

Chu Xingyun's figure swept to the top of Wanjian Mountain.

Looking far, the entire Wanjian Pavilion is in sight. At this time, the **** decay that permeated everywhere in Wanjian Mountain has long disappeared. Everywhere in the mountains, new palaces rise from the ground, revealing a burst of Strong and strong vitality.

In the Wanjian Pavilion, countless figures rushed up and down, or assiduously cultivated, or communicated, or repaired the ruins. Almost every blink of an eye, you can feel the changes in the Wanjian Pavilion.

"It looks like everything is going well." Chu Xingyun nodded with satisfaction, and secretly said in his heart.

Before he entered the sword tomb, he once told Mo Wanggong to let him preside over the renovation of Wanjian Pavilion.

It should be noted that when Qi Tianfeng suffered a catastrophe and turned into a ruin overnight, all the repairs were controlled by Mo Wanggong. Now he is in charge of this matter, of course, he is familiar with the road.

Regardless of thousands of disciples, the eighteen Nine Yang Spiritual Puppets controlled by Mo Wanggong are not only infinitely powerful and extremely fast, but also tireless, working day and night, the efficiency is extremely amazing.

If you continue at this rate, within ten days, Wan Jian Pavilion will no longer fail.

"Young Master!" At this time, a thick voice rang from the side.

Chu Xingyun looked back, and the comer was Chu Hu.

I saw him with a smile on his face, and hurriedly rushed from not far away. As soon as he landed, Chu Xingyun raised his eyebrows and said in a joke: "Why, still calling me Young Master?"

Chu Hu froze for a moment, scratching his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "I'm used to it, but I didn't change it for a while."

As soon as he had finished speaking, he immediately raised his head, flipped his right hand, and took out two shiny silver storage rings. His tone became serious. He said, "Master, I have finished finishing the resources of the two major gates. , These two storage rings, one represents Wanjian Pavilion, and the other represents the Ancient Star Sect. "

With that said, Chu Hu handed over two storage rings to Chu Xingyun. From beginning to end, he looked at the two storage rings with calm eyes, without any trace of greed.

The **** battle between Wanjian Pavilion and the Ancient Star Sect has killed hundreds of thousands of people. Everyone has a lot of cultivation resources in their bodies, and almost gathers the two stories.

Therefore, Chu Xingyun asked Chu Hu to collect these details, summarize them, and finally hand them over to him.

"Although I have searched two sources, these cultivation resources cannot be ignored. Now, all the cultivation resources belong to me, and it is time to continue to condense the black hole sword slaves." Chu Xingyun Mo carried two storages in his hand The ring, apart from thinking, also divided part of the mind and carefully counted the resources inside.

Buzz!

After Chu Xingyun counted the cultivation resources of the ancient stars of the stars, his mind swept away, and he was just preparing to count the cultivation resources of Wanjian Pavilion. A strong resonance came out, like waves of waves, striking towards his body.

To be precise, the place where this resonance strikes is not Chu Xingyun's body, but the Vientiane armor on his right arm!