Peerless God of War

He had no idea about the name of this sword, which meant that this sword was not one of those magical weapons named in legends. However, Chen Xiao was not disappointed at all. This sword was already powerful enough, and it happened to be a wind attribute. Yes, it fits him very well.

"It's a really good sword. It's a good sword. Let's practice it first."

At that moment, Chen Xiao moved and stopped hunting for treasure. Instead, he found a hidden place, sat down with peace of mind, held the Xuan Ling Sword in his hand, and refined it with all his strength.

Such a strange scene appeared in the battlefield ruins, and many people were dumbfounded.

A middle-aged Tribulation Immortal, with a sinister look on his face, said: "What kind of medicine is this guy selling in the gourd? How dare he refine this divine sword in front of so many people? Isn't he afraid that others will sneak attack and harm him? ? How brave."

"Sneak attack? Haha, everyone else has too much time to take care of themselves, so how can they care about others." A Tribulation Immortal sneered.

At this time, the scene changed again.

After the initial scraping, all the treasures scattered in the field had been collected by the many Tribulation Immortals present.

Everyone has more or less got one or two good treasures, which is a great harvest.

As for the treasures that have not been taken away, some are like the Xuan Ling Sword, and some have fallen near the hills, and no one can easily approach them.

As a result, there was nothing left to fight for, and the scene became quiet.

A delicate balance and tacit understanding have been formed between them. No one is willing to make the first move, and they all prioritize self-preservation.

After all, there are not many people who are as stupid and greedy as the sword cultivator before.

If one person dies, one person is missing. Most Tribulation Immortals are extremely cautious and will not act rashly.

Coupled with the strength Chen Xiao has displayed, who dares to challenge him easily.

Even though he was meditating and adjusting his breath, looking completely defenseless, others did not dare to do anything to him. On the contrary, under such circumstances, they restricted each other and reached a strange balance. No one could do anything to the other. .

No one wants to be the one who stands out.

What happened to the sword cultivator just now was truly terrifying.

In the far corner, Chen Xiao was refining the Xuan Ling Sword with all his strength, while thinking in his heart: "Oh, it's fine if the ordinary Tribulation Immortal didn't take action. After all, even Elder Yun, Yang Yuangang and others didn't take action. It’s too sure, but other powerful people in the middle stage of Tribulation Immortal didn’t take action. Could it be that something happened?”

At this time, when he recalled the battle just now, he still felt frightened and extremely dangerous.

At that time, it was definitely the best time for the Wang family to take action, but unfortunately they still did not take action.

There is only one explanation for this. These powerful men in the middle stage of the Immortal Tribulation seem to be safe and sound, but are they actually held back by something?

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao's eyes flashed, and he felt that he seemed to have caught the correct answer.

He raised his eyes and saw that there were only four people left around the hill. They were Qian Snake Poison Master, the man from the Dou family, the white-haired Evil Lord, and another man who was extremely strong and burly. He's a physical guy.

The four people were basically in four directions, each occupying a piece of territory. They did not interfere with each other, but they were in peace for the time being.

"Huh? This is it?"

Under Chen Xiao's keen observation, he finally discovered something was wrong. Although the expressions on the faces of these four mid-stage Tribulation Immortal experts tried their best to show calmness.

But there will always be a moment when his expression suddenly loses control and shows pain, but he soon recovers.

This shows what?

This shows that these four people are not as calm as everyone said, but they are under great pressure.

"It seems that this hill is really weird. People who are farther away are not affected at all. On the contrary, the closer people are, the greater the impact is. Is that right?"

If Chen Xiao's guess is correct, it means that the hill has activated its defense function to resist the destruction of outsiders.

In this way, it makes sense.

I just don’t know what kind of existence there is in these strange hills. Could it be the burial ground of some ancient power?

This possibility is very high.

"Don't be in a hurry, wait and see what happens, and refine the Xuan Ling Sword first before talking."

The current situation is very favorable for Chen Xiao. Although there are powerful enemies around him, in this delicate situation, no one dares to take action easily, lest he becomes the target of public criticism.

Besides, the Dou family member is temporarily trapped and unable to free his hands, which is also the best situation for Chen Xiao. Let's delay it for a while.

"Practice for me."

At the moment, Chen Xiao concentrated all his energy and began to refine the Xuan Ling Sword with all his strength. Once he succeeded, his combat power would be greatly increased.

This clone of Hei Chen Xiao is only good at close combat and not very strong at long-range attacks. If he has this Xuan Ling Sword, he can greatly improve his long-range attack capabilities without revealing his identity.

It is extremely important to him now.

In this way, time passed little by little, and the undead creatures in the sky continued to wander aimlessly, as if they were completely lost.

This result is very abnormal, but it is something that everyone is happy to see.

Not far away, in front of the hill, I saw Qianshe Duzun's face covered with sweat. His mouth was slightly open, and he was breathing heavily, but he didn't make any extra sound.

Feeling the terrifying pressure from the entire space, it seemed that he was squeezed from all directions, trying desperately to squeeze him flat, and it was simply impossible to move.

For a moment, Qianshe Duzun was filled with hatred.

"Damn it, this is actually a trap. It turns out that good things are not easy to get. The closer to the hill, the stronger this weird squeezing force is. Now I can't even move. When will it end?"

At this time, Qianshe Duzun was a little worried.

Perhaps the only good news for him at the moment is that there are three other unlucky guys who are sharing the pressure with him.

Thinking of this, he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

"Although the hill is strange, there must be treasures in it. If you can get it, you will have a chance to reach the late stage of the Tribulation Immortal."

In the heart of Qianshe Duzun, this strange hill has an incomparable temptation for him, and he wants to find out.

As long as he can hold on for a little longer, it will be fine.

"Forward, only forward, there is no way back." Qianshe Duzun roared in his heart.

The footsteps that had been stagnant for a long time finally moved slowly, one inch, one inch, and one inch closer to the hill.