Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 3406 Consciousness Shock
The Sanctuary War is approaching.

The entire Heavenly Sword Collar was surprisingly quiet.

In addition to the war on the border.

All the battles within the Heavenly Sword Territory fell silent, falling into a strange peace.

The forces of all parties are now shrinking their forces and strengthening their strength to prepare for the war in the sanctuary.

The sanctuary war this time is different from the past.

Most of the sanctuary wars launched by the Tianjiu Territory against the three sanctuaries before were all for plundering resources, so in essence, they would voluntarily withdraw after plundering enough resources.

But the sanctuary war that the Heavenly Sword Territory is going to launch this time is not just for looting resources. It is as simple as that. It is said that even the Heavenly Sword Emperor intends to leave the customs in a deep sleep.

As one of the nine great god emperors, the Heavenly Sword God Emperor has to fight in person. This time the sanctuary war may not be as simple as before.

The various forces in the Heavenly Sword Territory, whether it is the military, the royal family, or the sect, are now accumulating their strength, waiting for the time of the holy battle to gain more benefits.

The Heavenly Sword collar is barren.

The rare resources are all in the hands of the giants.

This holy war is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for many small and medium-sized forces, because the holy war is approaching, and now the Heavenly Sword Territory is extremely calm inside.

Qixian Mountain.

pool of blood.

Black mountain, above the Iron Throne.

Chu Fengmian was still sitting on it, with his eyes closed, sitting on the Iron Throne, a wave of crazy killing intent erupted from Chu Fengmian's body, covering the surroundings, this killing intent , almost solidified, like a huge layer of blood-colored cocoon, covering Chu Fengmian in it.

A year's time.

Chu Fengmian has been accepting this, the impact of the huge memory in the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword, and the endless memory of destruction flooded into Chu Fengmian's mind.

If at the beginning, Chu Fengmian was extremely happy, he could try to comprehend these battle memories, integrate them into the ancient books of kendo, and improve his own kendo.

Then, in the face of the endless influx of memories, when Chu Fengmian wanted to stop, but there was nothing he could do.

All that was left to Chu Fengmian was pain.

Endless battle memories poured into Chu Fengmian's mind, tearing his consciousness apart, causing him to feel the pain of his soul being torn apart.

Especially in these battle memories, all of them contained the kendo of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword, and the violent and boundless killing intent flooded into Chu Fengmian's mind.

These killing intents seemed to erode Chu Fengmian's consciousness.

This kind of erosion is much more terrifying than the erosion of killing intent brought about by Chu Fengmian when he held the Blood Demon Sword in his hand. Now his body is emitting a little bit of bloody light. This is Chu Fengmian. Even Mian couldn't completely resist the erosion of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword, his body was affected by this killing intent.

On the one hand, he had to accept the impact of countless battle memories in this blood-killing sword, and on the other hand, he had to resist the erosion of the blood-killing sword's killing intent.

This is the pain that Chu Fengmian has never experienced.

And as time went by, the pain that Chu Fengmian endured increased exponentially.

It's no wonder that the sword demon of the mixed world once sat on this throne, but he failed the test of this level, and fell and became a sword slave.

This kind of impact drove Chu Fengmian almost into madness. Under the erosion of this killing intent, Chu Fengmian wanted to devote his consciousness to this endless killing intent. You no longer need to bear the impact of the consciousness of the blood-killing sword's endless combat experience.

But Chu Fengmian persisted in his Dao heart and never gave up.

He knew that once he gave up, he would become a sword slave, a servant of this blood pool.

Like the Hunshi Sword Demon, Xingwu Sword Emperor and others, they are trapped in this blood pool for life, and there is no possibility of leaving the blood pool again.

He can't be stuck here.

Whether it's for the master, for the vengeance of the Master of the Sword Dao, or for the Sword Dao School, for Han Yueli, for Luo Xi, or for everyone around him, he can't be trapped in this pool of blood.

Once Chu Fengmian is trapped in the pool of blood, then he is no different from Fallen, and at that time, the entire Kendo Sect and everyone around him will be destroyed by Ten Thousand Realms.

He cannot fail.

No matter what, he must hold on.

"No one can break me, no one!"

Chu Fengmian's consciousness is extremely persistent, and he cannot be defeated.

For the sake of everyone, Chu Fengmian cannot give up today. As a human being in his second life, in his previous life, the feeling of powerlessness, the feeling of powerlessness that he felt when he looked at his master and all his senior brothers and sisters, died in front of him. .

Chu Fengmian didn't want to experience it again.

"I will, stick to it."

Chu Fengmian muttered silently, this is what he said he could say. In the last sentence, all his consciousness was used to resist the impact of countless battle memories in the blood-killing sword.

At the same time, his Dao Heart was also appraised to be extremely stable, no matter how the killing intent of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword eroded, his Dao Heart seemed to remain motionless.

Sitting on the Iron Throne, Chu Fengmian seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

No one knew that Chu Fengmian was going through this, the most difficult battle of his rebirth and return, and this battle was also a battle that Chu Fengmian could not take a step back.

There is only persistence, only success, there is no other way.

In front of the Iron Throne.

A group of blood-red figures slowly condensed and emerged.

This figure couldn't be seen clearly and had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't see his figure clearly. All he could see was a piece of blood red, vaguely converging into a figure.

"It's been a year."

His eyes fell on Chu Fengmian who was on the Iron Throne, and he spoke slowly.

"What a strong Dao heart, able to withstand the impact of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword and endless battle memories for a year..."

This figure is exactly the blood pool consciousness.

He is the embodiment of the consciousness of the blood pool, the real master of the blood pool.

It is also the voice in Chu Fengmian's mind that has been guiding Chu Fengmian to the person on the Iron Throne.

"I didn't expect that in this era, there are still such people."

The voice of this figure, without any emotional fluctuations, looked at Chu Fengmian and muttered to himself.

"Let me see how far you can go."

"Maybe you are the one I've been waiting for, that person."

After the figure finished speaking, it dispersed again, turned into the power of the blood pool, and completely dissipated.

But a line of sight has been observing Chu Fengmian, as the consciousness of the blood pool, everything in the blood pool cannot escape his control.

(End of this chapter)