Chaotic Sword God

   "In the Purple Wind Dynasty in the Southern Territory, there is an expert who is buried in the imperial city incognito. With your ability, if you pay attention to observation, it is easy to find him. He just needs a drop of the blood of the ten thousand races."

"For the rest of the people, it is more difficult to collect the essence and blood of the ten thousand races, and the process will hurt the heavens and harmony. But your **** demon sage has set off endless killings in the holy realm over the years, so the essence and blood of the ten thousand races may be somewhat for others. Difficulties are not difficult for the Heavenly Demon Sacred Sect."

  "With a drop of the blood of the ten thousand races, you can achieve what you want."

  Outside the barren state, in the vast starry sky, Mo Tianyun, who was about to step into the sky full of stars, had a meal, and immediately stared at the southern part of the barren state, one of the five eternal dynasties in the Purple Wind Dynasty.

   "Thank you!" Standing in the void, Mo Tianyun held his fist at the Heavenly Sword Saint. The next moment, his figure had appeared in the territory of the Purple Wind Dynasty in the Southern Region.

   "Remember, don't let him notice the old man, the old man's peaceful days don't want to be disturbed." The voice of the Heavenly Sword Saint came out, and he and Mo Tianyun were separated by a long distance.

"Finally, after the girl next to you gets all the marks of the avenue, you'd better take her to the Temple of Light. The power of the Temple of Light has a certain purification ability. State, the light sacred power can give her a certain purification and washing effect, and can make her soul more bright."

"If you want to go to the Temple of Light, you'd better rely on Jian Chen's relationship. Although his strength is still very weak, you have to admit that in the Temple of Light, his face is better than that of your demon. The identity of the Holy Lord is still useful, because it should be enough for her to accept the personal baptism of the Spirit of the Holy Light Tower."

  At this moment, in the southern part of Huangzhou, one of the five eternal dynasties of the Purple Wind Dynasty, Mo Tianyun and Ningshuang appeared in this extremely prosperous imperial city, walking aimlessly on the busy streets.

"My divine sense did not find the expert that the Heavenly Sword Saint said. If I want to come, that expert must be hidden deeply. I need close contact to determine the identity of that expert. Ningshuang , Let’s find it slowly here. Although this imperial city is big, I can walk all over again in a few days.” Mo Tianyun said, in order to find the senior expert, his spiritual knowledge It is useless, so he can only choose the most stupid, but also the easiest way, which is to walk every street and alley in the imperial city, and let his footprints cover every place in the imperial city.

   "Tianyun, what is the strength of that Heavenly Sword Saint?" Ningshuang asked, her eyes flashing across the countless shops on both sides of the street, revealing a hint of interest.

"The realm of the Heavenly Sword Saint seems to stay at the level of the Sixth Heaven in the Taishi Realm. However, he has received the inheritance of a supreme and powerful Sansheng Sword God, so his true strength is far more terrifying than on the surface." Mo Tianyun said, as if he was obedient to the woman next to her, she patiently explained any doubts about her, and it could be said that she knew everything without answering.

"However, the Heavenly Sword Saint always gives me a sense of incomprehensibility. The feeling he gives me is like an ancient well that is bottomless. I can never see through it. When I first came into contact with the Heavenly Sword Saint, I felt it in my heart. I already feel that way."

   "But when I come into contact with the Heavenly Sword Saint, I still have this feeling." Mo Tianyun said in deep thought, "Perhaps, this is because he got the inheritance of too respect."

Unknowingly, Mo Tianyun and Ningshuang have arrived near a square in the imperial city, and in this square, there are many teleportation arrays, including intercontinental teleportation arrays, cross-domain teleportation arrays, etc. .

  Many of the low-level teleportation formations are shining into the sky, and the power of the teleportation formations is diffuse, sending a warrior of different names and strengths from all corners of the world to here, or sending them out, looking very busy.

Only the intercontinental teleportation array was deserted, and this transcontinental teleportation array was obviously also a valuable asset of the Zifeng Dynasty. Not only was it specially guarded by heavy soldiers, but it also had a cultivation base to reach the limitless beginning. The strong sit here all year round.

  This shows how much the Purple Wind Dynasty values ​​this intercontinental teleportation array.

At this moment, near the extremely deserted Intercontinental Teleportation Array, a wicker chair is placed here. On the wicker chair lies an old man. His hair is messy, and the clothes he wears are also tattered, and there are even residues on it. With a lot of dirt, it looked like a beggar.

  The moment anyone saw this old man, he would never think that he was sent by the Purple Wind Dynasty to guard the teleportation array, the Promise Beginning Realm powerhouse.

  At this moment, the old man with a sloppy appearance was lying on a wicker chair with his eyes closed, snoring, and even a loud snoring sound came out clearly.

  "Junior Celestial Demon Sacred Master Supreme Elder, pay homage to senior!"

  At this moment, a voice came, and they saw Mo Tianyun and Ningshuang standing at the place where the sloppy old man was standing, and at the same time holding their fists and saluting the sloppy old man who seemed to fall asleep.

  The old man did not react at all, his snoring sound shook the sky, and he slept faintly.

  "Junior Heavenly Demon Sacred Master Supreme Elder, pay homage to senior!" Mo Tianyun bowed his fist again.

  There are many soldiers guarding this area, but at this moment, all the soldiers seem to have not noticed Mo Tianyun's figure, and their sharp eyes scanned the crowd.

  In the eyes of these soldiers, even in the eyes of all the warriors who passed by on the street, Mo Tianyun and Ningshuang seemed to be transparent.

   "There is something in the hands of the younger generation, maybe it is what the older generation needs." Mo Tianyun's expression remained as usual, and the words said flatly.

At this moment, the sloppy old man lying on the wicker chair sounding asleep seemed to be disturbed. He rolled over lazily, waved his hand a little impatiently, and said vaguely: "Where are the flies, go away." Open, don't disturb the old man sleeping, use the teleportation array to find the guards, don't disturb the old man, this sleep is right?"

  "In the hands of the younger generation, there is a drop of the blood of the ten thousand races!" Mo Tianyun flipped his hand, and immediately a drop of colorful liquid appeared out of thin air.

  This is a drop of highly condensed blood, and because there are too many races involved, the color of this drop of blood seems to be all-encompassing, colored glaze.

However, when this drop of blood appeared, the sloppy old man who was still asleep the moment before suddenly became excited, and he stood up from the wicker chair when he turned over, his old eyes burst into a gleaming light, where there was still a half sleepy look. .

"Essence and blood of ten thousand races! You have the essence and blood of ten thousand races. Tsk tsk, this thing is not easy to extract, it takes a lot of effort, and it also hurts the heavens. Let's say, you want to get it from the old man. What?" The sloppy old man stared at this drop of blood intently.

Mo Tianyun looked at the sloppy old man deeply, with a dignified color in the depths of his eyes, and said: "If the younger generation has not guessed wrong, the senior must be the legendary Lord against the current, and he is in the same period as the Lord Luotian. The man of the world."