Sword Sovereign Evil Emperor

Chapter 49 The Mysterious Middle Age
At the foot of Guyue Mountain, there was a sea of ​​people, some people wanted to challenge Zhan Buge, and it was almost like a grand event in the Great Desolation Kingdom.

Seen from a high altitude, the crowd below looks like two huge clouds, one gray cloud and one white cloud. I don't know how much to be big.

There was a commotion below, and above the clouds, a middle-aged man in a red robe glanced lightly.

"The monster clan is rampant, but people in these remote places don't know how to unite." The man muttered silently, then raised his head and looked into the distance, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "It's not far from death, and I have a heart when I pass by this place." Do something worthy of the human race, forget it."

The middle-aged man in the red robe withdrew his eyes lightly, looked into the distance again, and frowned in a strange way: "Almost all high-level monsters are isolated from the ice field, and this place is located behind the ice field, how could there be so many monsters?" The high-level demon clan?"

Just when he wanted to find out, a red glow flickered between his brows, and the middle-aged man's face instantly became surprised: "Did they find it?"

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers of his right hand to point between his eyebrows, pulled out a red glow and waved forward, suddenly an illusory green figure appeared in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist Xinghuo, can you find a candidate?" The green figure made a voice as soon as he appeared, with a tone of anxiety that seemed to have accumulated over the years.

Hearing the figure's words, the face of the middle-aged man in the fire robe suddenly pulled down his surprised face: "Fellow Daoist Tan, it seems that my waiting time is coming soon."

Seeing the change in his face, the green figure also understood instantly, sighed, and said with a wry smile after a long time: "There is no unparalleled road in the sky. The four of us have been searching for 300 years. God will not disappoint our efforts."

"Fart! The worst thing in this world is God! We haven't been able to find it for 300 years. Is it possible that we can find it in the last year? I lost confidence as early as 100 years ago, that's all, from now on I don't need to look for it again." I, the old man, will dig a hole and bury myself."

A strong sigh of hatred rose in the heart of the middle-aged man in the fire robe. Apart from that, there was unspeakable despair. When he got angry, a bright red flame burst out from his body, but the flame seemed to have something The feeling of dying.

With a swish, he waved his sleeves to disperse the phantom figure in front of him, his expression was filled with deep sorrow, and his figure disappeared in a flash. At this moment, he didn't have the heart to care about the monster clan in the distance.

His arrival and departure were not noticed by the countless people below, and they were still noisy.

Fang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged next to Huo Lingju, became more and more angry in his heart. Seeing the yelling on both sides, he couldn't help standing up slowly, standing in the middle of the crowd, facing countless people who followed him. The man raised his hands and slowly pressed them down and said, "Everyone, please be patient and wait quietly. After all, this battle is important to Zhan Buge, and he needs to think about it."

As his movements and voice fell, countless people gradually quieted down. Immediately, the pride in Fang Ling's heart surged like a blowout. He couldn't help but straightened his back even more, and turned to face the hundred thousand people again. Disciple Gu Yue raised his voice and said: "Since so many fellow daoists are interested in this battle, then Fang can't wait selfishly. For three days, I will give him three days. After three days, if he still dare not come out, I turned around and left, but his name as the young supreme has to be changed."

"Haha, yes, it's time to change it, I think it's not bad to be called a young coward!"

"Hahaha!"

Unscrupulous laughter came out, and a group of Gu Yue's disciples suddenly changed color and became furious. A young monk in a white robe rushed out of the crowd with his sword drawn, "You guys try shouting again!"

Many Gu Yue disciples looked back and found that this person was Cheng Yao, who was promoted to the ranks of white-clothed disciples not long ago.

If Zhan Buge could be recognized here, this person was the monk surnamed Cheng who had been influenced by his practice more than a month ago, determined to work hard, and threatened to use Zhan Buge as an example, but at that time this person was just gray Disciple Yi, unexpectedly he has been promoted to Bai Yi now.

Seeing him leave, a group of Gu Yue's disciples immediately took a step forward: "Whoever dares to insult our Senior Brother Zhan will have his head dropped today!"

The crowd here is surging, and the people over there are even more violent: "Hmph, why don't we just yell, today there are at least 80 monks gathered here, could it be that you, Gu Yue, slaughtered us all?! "

"That is, even if you want to slaughter, you must have the ability!"

The two groups of people became more and more violent, almost reaching the brink of war.

Fang Ling, who was quietly watching all this from the side, felt more and more vanity in his heart, with his head held high and his nostrils almost turned upside down.

"Student Gu Yue, don't act recklessly, who dares to serve the patriarchal clan recklessly!"

There was an angry shout, and a deacon dressed in purple gradually floated from the Gu Yue Sword Sect. This person was less than fifty years old, but his whole body was filled with a sharp sword intent. Now, there are very few monks surnamed Li who have comprehended the sword intent.

As soon as this person came out, Gu Yue's disciples were all indignant, but when they heard the last sentence, they all calmed down.

"People from the foreign sect, if they are making noise and disturbing my Gu Yue, kill them without pardon!" The deacon surnamed Li shouted coldly, his whole body was full of sharp sword intent, and the sword intent of spiritual power seemed to turn into an invisible long sword hanging over everyone At the top of the head, many people couldn't help but feel excited, calming down their restless mood.

"Hmph, is it possible that only you, Gu Yue, can comprehend sword intent?"

"Using your sword intent to intimidate the younger generation, what kind of person are you?"

A few cold snorts came from the crowd of the Outer Sect, and suddenly several figures flew into the air from the crowd, and their whole bodies were also filled with sword intent, confronting Gu Yue's man in purple.

"That's much more open and aboveboard than some shameless people!" Deacon Li looked coldly at Fang Ling, who raised his head high beside him.

Being watched by him, Fang Ling immediately snorted coldly: "Why would a shameless person say that this is just an open challenge."

"In my Great Wilderness, everyone under Qi-refining is a disciple, and the Qi-refining realm is considered a senior deacon. You challenge my Qi-refining realm, Junior Brother Zhan, with your Qi-refining seventh-level realm. Not only do you not feel shameless, but you feel proud. You Isn't it shameless?" The deacon surnamed Li said, pointing at Fang Ling sharply, and said again.

"Li is not talented, and he is only at the eighth level of Qi refining, why don't I challenge you once?"

Fang Ling was stunned. The cultivator surnamed Li was higher than him, and he still comprehended the sharp gold-type sword intent. He could not be his opponent, but the other party obviously wanted to embarrass him in front of countless people, so he couldn't help squinting. A trace of cruelty flashed in Qi Qi's eyes, but then he shook his head and smiled: "I'm about to challenge Zhan Buge, you come to intervene, is it possible that you want to consume my spiritual power first? I will never fight this battle." Will agree."

"Okay, there's no need to say more, and you don't need to make trouble anymore. We'll just wait here for three days." After he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes without waiting for others to reply.

Gu Yue's deacon surnamed Li had a flash of anger in his heart, but after seeing this man's shamelessness, he couldn't do anything anymore, so he shook his hands and left angrily: "You have to wait, just wait."

An almost scuffle subsided, and the crowds on both sides waited.

As for Zhan Buge, who was supposed to be the person involved, he still didn't know anything about all of this, and he continued to practice and draw his sword in the five-times-gravity tunnel.

Three days passed in a flash, and Zhan Buge was still practicing in the tunnel.

"Hey, more than half a month has been wasted on this sword-drawing technique, but it has no effect at all. If you practice the Zijin Sword Code, you can probably practice all the first four moves to perfection now, and the explosive power of the sword can reach the level of refining qi. The level of the seventh floor!" The long sigh in his heart made him feel more and more disappointed with the sword drawing technique, half a month of his time was wasted.

But even though he thought this way, his subordinates did not stop at all. They drew and retracted the sword very skillfully, as if drawing the sword had become an instinct.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about how to break through, and he has been thinking about the moment when his master drew the sword, but no matter what, he couldn't pull out the power of this move. A trace of irritability floated up.

"Why don't you let it go first, practice other skills to the bottleneck and then go back to practice and draw the sword, maybe there will be a breakthrough!" After thinking about it, the long sword was put back into its sheath, and his mind was put on the Purple Gold Sword Code.

Standing and thinking for a while, he subconsciously assumed the posture of drawing his sword again, and said softly: "The fourth form of the Zijin Sword Code can be achieved in a few days of practice, and its power is comparable to the seventh level of Qi refining. Greatly increased combat power, um..."

Zhan Buge pulled out the long sword, and with a clang, the sound of the long sword being unsheathed sounded.

But the moment he drew his sword, he suddenly noticed that all the gold-type spiritual power in his body dissipated in an instant.

At the same time, an unusually dazzling golden light bloomed, and for an instant, a golden glow that radiated supreme power, as if the king ruled over the world, flashed out along the moment the sword was drawn.

The sword light is solid, and the sword is like a king, unstoppable and unstoppable.

The entire stone wall in front of Zhan Buge suddenly trembled violently, countless gravels splashed, and a terrifying sword mark ten meters long and one meter deep appeared.

Boom!

After a long while, there was a deafening rumbling sound in the passage.

This is the power faster than the sound, the sword has been cut out, and the sound is terrifying after a while.

All of this was just a moment, just a moment when Zhan Buge drew his sword, but when the sword was drawn, Zhan Buge's expression changed drastically, and he became extremely excited.

"Tu, broke through, broke through like this!!" He himself was surprised, but he knew that the power of this sword definitely surpassed the power of the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Looking intently at the sword marks on the stone wall, Zhan Buge understood it, and was overjoyed beyond words.

"Under five times the gravity, cut out a sword glow that surpasses the power of the fifth level of Qi refining! Hahaha!"

He laughed unceasingly. Although this sword is not known exactly how strong it is, it seems that it only has the excellent power of the fourth move of the Zijin Sword Code, but the place where he is now is the area of ​​five times the gravity, and the five times the gravity Under the circumstances, he can slash such power. If he goes outside, he doesn't know what kind of power this power will reach!
　I don’t know the reason. I have been in poor health for a while, and I’m very soft. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to loosen the novel first. After today, I’ll start updating chapters a day. If I feel better, I should be able to resume updating soon. , sorry everyone, well, the quality will definitely be better if the quantity is less, I'm really sorry, sorry...

　　
　
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