Immortal Sword Cultivation

The first thousand and fifty-seven chapters of time and space turbulence

Space is king and time is respected. This is a saying that has been circulated in the world of gods, and it also reveals the reason why **** kings and gods are far more than half of the gods: the law of space and the law of time.

Comprehend a law to the extreme, according to their own chances and the strength of the law in the future, there will be a certain probability to comprehend the law of space, and the law of space understands that a certain realm can condense the law of space, rather than simply use the power of the law of space . When the law of space condenses to the extreme and blends into the inner world, the inner world is almost the same as the real world, then there is hope to understand the law of time.

It's as if you have mastered a space to the extreme, as if you can slowly control the flow of time in this space.

The law of space is much stronger than the general law, and the law of time is more powerful than the law of space. This is why space is king and time is respected.

Wang Chen looked at the turbulent flow of time and space around this demon stele, and thought of a lot for a time, but he was actually stunned.

Entering, there is an unknown danger, especially the law of time inside. In the end, the power is said and I am not sure about it. If you can't say it, there is the power of fall; if you don’t enter, there is enough innate true demon aura, like this kind of innate breath. It is most suitable for the evolution of the world beads. If you miss it, you don't know when you can get it again, and it's hard to say whether there are other opportunities in it.

"Go in, you must go in. Now that the black dragon is gone, there is nothing to do. The cultivation is the same everywhere. Although the ruins of ten thousand demons pose an unknown danger, it is also an opportunity."

Wang Chen thought in his heart. It was a decision.

The clone cautiously approached the air turbulence, and there was a guard of space power around the body. Resisting the influence of the time and space turbulence of this magic stele.

Hum!

At the moment when he was in contact with the turbulent flow of time and space, Wang Chen's body was sucked into the turbulent flow of time and space and disappeared.

In the turbulence of time and space, Wang Chen only felt a sense of confusion in space and time in the blink of an eye, and then in the next moment, Wang Chen came to a space.

"It's very risky. Although it was affected by the turbulence in this space, it didn't cause any attack. This magic monument seems to have no attack power. Am I so lucky?"

Wang Chen secretly cried out a fluke in his heart. It is reasonable to say that this spatial turbulence is not so easy to get through, but this time Wang Chen didn't encounter much difficulty, so he entered the ruins of ten thousand demons smoothly.

"This is the real area of ​​the Ruins of Ten Thousand Demons, there should be more innate true demons, but I don't know if there are other treasures."

Wang Chen continued to walk forward, this place was a barren space. Even the flow rate of time is different. Without walking a certain distance, it is obvious that time has slowed down, or life has become shorter. One day outside, here is more than ten days, even hundreds of days. In other words, one year outside, hundreds of years here.

As he walked, Wang Chen saw some fragments on the ground. Although these fragments have been placed for many years, the law runes above have disappeared. The concealed aura still bears witness to the extraordinaryness of these treasures.

There are even some innate artifacts on top of the fragments.

"The congenital artifacts are all broken into pieces. The battle back then was really terrifying," Wang Chen observed for a while before moving on, and further forward, you could see corpses of various sizes, even if they were. A piece of bone is also several feet in size, and I don't know what kind of corpse of the race.

With a light touch, a corpse turned into ashes and disappeared. Only a group of innate true demons that had been hidden in the corpse escaped.

"Hey, the origin of the Innate True Demon Clan, it seems that this corpse should belong to the Inborn True Demon Clan, but I don't know if there is any Inborn True Demon Clan alive."

Using the Jiezhu to put away the original research of this innate true demon clan, Jiezhu slowly refining, Wang Chen continued to move forward.

In this place, the space is very stable, and there is no turbulence in the space at all. Wang Chen's clone turned into a light and flew towards the depths of the ruins of the ten thousand demons.

Ten years later.

In the air, Wang Chen's face was very ugly: "The ruins of ten thousand demons, there is no treasure in this place like the seventy-two blessed land. The inheritance of the gods who fell here before does not know where, and this place itself is the seal of demons. The place where the stele suppressed the innate true demons, the passage of time was much slower than the outside world. One year to the outside of this place, here is a thousand years, even the innate true demons will be turned into ashes for a long time."

Wang Chen has traveled for more than ten years, and the more time he gets inside, the slower the time passes. But here, he can't perceive the law of the gods, and for others, he can't cultivate at all.

This place was originally established to suppress the innate true demons.

"If there are treasures in this place," Wang Chen's eyes flashed, "That is the two destroyed ruins I saved before. There is a tomb. If I am not wrong, it should be a god. The king’s tomb should contain the inheritance of the **** king."

Wang Chen thought for a while, then stopped hesitating and flew towards the depths of the ruins of the Ten Thousand Demons.

One thousand and seven hundred years later, Wang Chen's body fell from a high altitude, and a palace stood on this demonic tumbling land, and there was a stone monument at the entrance of the palace.

This is the only intact stone monument. Wang Chen has seen several stone monuments before, but unfortunately the stone monuments are all broken. Only from the few words on it, it can be seen that it is the tomb of a certain god.

When Wang Chen walked into this tomb, he saw a few golden characters on the tomb, the tomb of the sword king.

The whole stone stele is integrated with the tomb as a whole. There are faintly time and space avenues in it, forming a huge array of slaps guarding the tomb. What surprised Wang Chen was the stone itself.

"The words on this stele are indeed profound, but they don't seem to contain a hint of sword intent. It doesn't seem to be written by a sword repairman. It should have been written by a friend of the best sword king after his death."

Wang Chen looked at the words on the stele and guessed in his heart. Every man who writes unconsciously will bring some of his own characteristics. For example, if Wang Chen writes, he will show an extraordinary, extraordinary sword intent and an artistic conception that is detached from all things. The same goes for the words on this stele.

"Just how do I get into this tomb? Is it directly through the gate?"

Wang Chen thought about it, and then walked directly to the tomb. The tomb of the Sword King was a palace, and it didn't look very big outside, but it was also very solemn, with an unparalleled breath of freedom. When Wang Chen approached this palace, he was aware of the sword intent emanating from the palace.

Unique, free and easy!

Although this sword intent does not know how many years have passed, it still retains the unique sword intent of the Sword King. This sword realm even makes Wang Chen feel a little depressed.

Wang Chen walked into the palace gently, reached out his hand to touch the stone gate of the palace, and then a huge suction came and swallowed Wang Chen in.

Hum! Hum!

Laws and powers flashed across the body, time and space power intertwined, frightening Wang Chen, and the next moment, Wang Chen appeared inside the palace.

In the palace, a middle-aged man carrying a divine sword was standing there, looking at Wang Chen.

This person carries a unique ~www.readwn.com~ free and easy kendo artistic conception. Even after just a glance, Wang Chen can feel a sword intent pressed in from all around, pressing Wang Chen's kendo. It can't be used at all.

Sword King Buer's sword intent is really too powerful, and Wang Chen is more than one thing stronger.

"Hmph, fortunately you are not the remnant of the true demons, otherwise you would have been strangled by the outside war. Junior, although I don't know how many years have passed, I don't want to cut off the inheritance of the whole body. You will accept it below. My test, if you can withstand it, you can get the treasure I left behind."

The middle-aged population said arrogantly, with the arrogance of being lonely in the world, and the back of the body turned into a divine sword.

This sword didn't really release all its power, it was just that the kendo artistic conception overflowed, but with the increase of the kendo artistic conception, Wang Chen also felt that this sword intent could not be stopped by himself. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Please go to read it for mobile phone users.)

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