A sword energy bypassed Jin Hanxue and went straight to the big acupoints around Zhou Fangyuan. At this time when the blood and energy are overwhelmed and the magic power is chaotic, if such a sword energy hits the orifice directly, it is impossible to predict the danger. But suddenly, Jin Hanxue's cultivation is insufficient and it is difficult to resist. Although the white cat is capable of being at such a big distance, he is also helpless and everyone is anxious.

At this moment, behind the disciples of the Sword Cleaning Pool, a strange black shadow suddenly appeared.

The black shadow appeared silently in the sword tomb. No one noticed its existence behind the disciples of the Sword Cleaning Pool. Then he saw that the sword intent of the black shadow was getting stronger and stronger, as if a sword had accumulated more and more power...

"not good……"

The first person to react was the Yuanying Sword Immortal of the Sword Washing Pond, who suddenly burst into tears.

When the people around him heard this, they turned around quickly.

But before they could react, the black shadow suddenly rushed forward. After this black shadow, more black shadows appeared, like black lightning, carrying indescribable strange sword light, and rushed in front of them at the same time.

The sword light appeared and roared, extremely vicious and terrifying.

These sword cultivators in the sword washing pond were just discovering the Wusheng Sword Tomb, and saw Fang Yuan in this tomb. They also thought that when Fang Yuan was in the devil, his attention was naturally dispersed. They never expected that there would be such murderous intent in this empty underground palace.

Even though they reacted very quickly, they were caught off guard at such a moment.

The other party was prepared and tried with all his strength. When they reacted, the sword light had already arrived in front of them.

The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal reacted the fastest, but when he was injured, his reaction was half a beat slower than usual?

With a loud shout, a fairy sword was already rushing up beside him to stop this sudden attack.

But the fairy sword only raised half of it, and the other party's terrifying sword light had arrived.

Hulala, a piece of sword energy floated and stormed the void.

Beside the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool had been traveling in the wind and snow for a long time, and their magic power was not smooth, but their reaction was even more chaotic. Unexpectedly, they were all hit, and many wounds were torn open by the sword energy, and blood was sprayed out.

"Damn it..."

The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal was shocked and angry, and rose up with a resentment and was about to fight back, but suddenly he was stunned. In front of him, a very familiar shadow appeared, wearing white clothes, with a cold expression, looking at him indifferently.

"Senior Sister Min?"

The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal noticed the extremely familiar aura of the woman and was shocked, with the sword intent slightly blocked.

When he thought that Elder Min had already encountered an unexpected situation, Elder Min's shadow suddenly shook his sword.

"Swish..."

A sharp and terrifying sword energy suddenly appeared, and passed through his heart.

The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal screamed and staggered back, with a painful and sad look on her face.

Who would have thought that he would be injured after meeting him...

...And the one who hurts me is actually Elder Min?

...

...

In just a moment, everyone in the Sword Washing Pool was injured.

The one who was most injured was the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal with the highest cultivation level.

They couldn't help but look at the place where the sword light came.

Then they saw a few people covered in cold air sweeping in, followed by four elders in black robes, looking very miserable, with frostbite, some losing half of their arms, some losing half of their heads, and some being incomplete, the wounds were all frozen crystals. If it were miserable, they were really the most miserable person on the snow field.

Walking in front of them was a man wearing a white robe and smiling. Although he looked a little windy and frosty, he was much better than the others. He held a long black sword in his hand, and the sword was covered with strange runes. Aside him, there was a faint shadow floating, with his eyebrows and eyes vividly, which was exactly the appearance of Elder Min.

“Haha, interesting, interesting…”

While smiling, the man walked up easily and said with a smile: "With the sword spirit turned into the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, it is indeed much easier to use. The sword aura is covered, and even you as smart as ghosts cannot find it. By surprise, it is enough to hurt the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal with one sword. You have been chased countless times by you. This time, I can always win back a city!"

"Evil Sword Cultivator?"

The disciples of the sword washing pool saw the man in white robe and their eyes became resentful and frightened.

Someone even saw the faint shadow floating beside him, and fire almost flowed out of his eyes: "That is Elder Min's soul. Damn, Elder Min has used his sword to eliminate demons all his life, and he actually... he was really refined into a sword spirit by these evil sword cultivators..."

Young Master Chengtian glanced at him and said, "Didn't I praise her for being useful?"

As he said that, he looked at Fang Yuan, becoming more satisfied, and said with a smile: "I am so satisfied with your gift!"

When the disciples of the Sword Washing Pond next to him saw this scene, their eyes became even more angry, and some people felt a little scared: "The six leaders of the road were indeed formed with the evil sword cultivator. Could it be that this is actually a trap for us?"

“…”

“…”

"Hahaha, have you seen it? This is the right way you stick to..."

"The righteous people, if they don't ask about Qinghong and Bai, they will kill you. Do they care about the way you stick to?"

"On the contrary, the evil way saved you. Do you still have to fight with them to the end?"

"After this, the road to cultivation is broken, why should you be a poor insect who dies in the sea of ​​suffering? Immortals have immortal ways, demons have evil ways, immortals have freedom, demons have great freedom, heaven is ruthless, what are the good and evil? Why do you have to let the good and evil of the ordinary people in the world affect you? If people don't punish themselves for themselves, heaven and earth, isn't the demonic ways in the eyes of others the immortal ways we seek?"

Fang Yuan had never responded to everything that happened outside, but in fact, he had already taken it all into his heart, including the scene where the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool came up and wanted to kill him, and the scene where someone stopped the sword, but then he did not distinguish between true and false, and directly took advantage of his actions to destroy himself directly, and was injured by the evil sword cultivator...

This scene also made him feel a little sad.

And this kind of sadness and disappointment made him stronger in his sea of ​​consciousness...

At this time, his entire sea of ​​consciousness was almost overwhelmed by the sea of ​​blood, with magical intent everywhere, and the sky was dim and the earth was dark.

His true spirit sat cross-legged in it, as if he could be swallowed by the sea of ​​blood at any time. It was just because of some indescribable sense of hesitation that even in a daze, he had been subconsciously refusing the erosion of the sea of ​​blood, so he had not yet completely emerged.

The sea of ​​blood sensed the persistence in his heart, and incited a stronger force to erode him.

That feeling was extremely terrifying. This was not a real fight for you, but a change in mind. The power of the sea of ​​blood triggered countless demonic thoughts, constantly affecting his mind, but also made these demonic thoughts seem to be born by him...

...

...

"Young Master, these six leaders look something is wrong..."

In the outside world, next to the Young Master Chengtian, an elder with half of his body was incomplete, looked at Fang Yuan hatefully, looked at Fang Yuan with a bad look, but also noticed his evil spirit. He said coldly and made a move to wipe his neck at the Young Master.

Now they have found the Wusheng Sword Tomb, and it is useless to keep Fang Yuan. They crossed the snow field and died countless people. The few of them who survived were seriously damaged, and they also sent all their hatred to Fang Yuan.

Young Master Chengtian glanced at him and smiled and said, "Since we are one of us, why do we kill him?"

His eyes slowly swept over Fang Yuan and felt the evil spirit on him. Although he carefully examined it, he felt that he seemed to be slightly different from what was recorded in the Chengtian Sword Book, but he clearly looked a little better. He whispered: "You said you did so many twists and turns, and you have been on the airs for so long, and you still have to walk on our path in the end?"

No longer thinking, he ordered the elders around him: "Search for this sword tomb!"

Hearing this, the elders hurriedly scattered. Although they wanted to kill Fang Yuan to vent their anger, the more important thing was of course the Sword Tomb.

Then soon, the elders of Chengtian Jiandao came back with horror.

"The sword tomb is empty..."

"Here...there is nothing here..."

There was a hint of horror in their voices, which was far heavier than disappointment.

"Is the sword tomb empty?"

When Young Master Chengtian heard this, he was also shocked and his face was extremely dark.

After seeing it in person, he was full of doubts: "No, if this sword tomb has been emptied, where did the sword principles that Ling Zhao sword master get? But then again, if Ling Zhao sword master really entered the snow field early and entered the Wusheng sword tomb, with their slight skills in the sword sect, how could he withstand the wind and snow of the snow field?"

But the more I thought about it, the more I felt more surprised.

In fact, there are many doubts about the matter of Wusheng Sword Tomb. Even their cultivation level is so well prepared that countless people died after rushing into the snow field. The four elders in the Nascent Soul realm are in a mess and are almost dying. He also relied on a treasure like the Vermillion Bird Divine Egg to survive until now. How did Ling Zhao, who was the highest at the time, come in?

It was only because they were convinced that the sword master Ling Zhao from the sword sect had entered the Wusheng Sword Tomb, and they also saw the sword principles in the sword scripture from Fang Yuan, so they believed that there must be a way to solve their hidden illness here, and they broke in at all costs...

"Young Master, what should we do?"

The elders next to them looked a little frightened and asked urgently for Young Master Chengtian.

"what to do?"

The young master Chengtian's eyebrows were clumped into a lump, and he suddenly turned to look at Fang Yuan: "Do you have something to hide from us?"

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