The Ancient Vast Realm

He didn't know if Chi Longyun was influenced by him. It shouldn't be, at least Chi Longyun was definitely not influenced by him the first time, after all, the two of them didn't have much contact that time.

"It must be that this guy is unlucky, it must have nothing to do with me!" Feng Xuan thought silently in his heart.

Seeing Feng Xuan's expression, Chi Longyun became even more suspicious.

"This guy, something is wrong!"

Dinglingling~ Dinglingling~

Just when the atmosphere between the two was a little weird, a bell sounded faintly in Feng Xuan's arms.

"Hey, I wonder who is approaching us?"

Feng Xuan quickly took out the soul-chasing bell in his arms and sensed it slightly.

"To the west, Brother Chilong, let's go, find other people, and then we will look for the bad luck of the black rock giant shovel. Do you have something that contains its breath?"

Feng Xuan faced the west and turned his head slightly to Chi Longyun.

Chi Longyun was about to shake his head, but suddenly thought of something. Under Feng Xuan's gaze, he leaped to the ground and picked up a black-brown shell as big as a millstone from the ground.

"This is what I blasted off of it before. It should be used as a target for exploration, right?"

Chi Longyun returned to Feng Xuan and handed him the shell.

Feng Xuan took the hard shell and felt it for a while, then nodded.

"Let's find the others first. If we can't find everyone within four days, we can go and find trouble with this guy. After all, it is worth a thousand contribution points. Even if it is divided equally among several people, it is not a small amount. It can also increase the experience of fighting against wild beasts."

Chi Longyun nodded. This is what he meant. Although the strength of those insect beasts in the sky realm was beyond his expectation, this secret realm is still much safer than the Great Wilderness. At least the realm of these insect beasts will not exceed the initial stage of the sky realm. It is an excellent place for trial.

"Let's go, let's see who this thing can find this time. You found me with it?"

"Yes, although there is a certain distance limit, the effect is not bad!"

"It seems to be a good thing, it looks very useful, where did you get it?"

"I killed a few demons and looted them. Although these guys are hateful, they still have a lot of good things. I'll take you to kill a few next time if there is a chance."

"Okay"

......

As they talked, the figures of the two gradually disappeared in the distance.

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"Brother Dong Ling, you should hand over that thing, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless! You should know that you can't escape, unless you are willing to teleport out of the secret realm now, otherwise you can't keep that thing!"

"That's right, unless everyone shares it equally, you can't go anywhere today!"

In a wasteland, seven or eight figures chased a young man wearing leather armor and carrying a pair of chain axes and kept scolding.

The leader was a handsome young man wearing a blue brocade robe and holding a slender scimitar.

Dong Ling Po Shan had several obvious scars on his body, and some of them were obviously caused by the scimitar.

His face looked a little ugly at this time, and he looked back at the chasing figures from time to time, and his eyes were full of anger.

Dong Ling Po Shan knew that these people were not unable to catch up with him, but they were worried that he would take away one or two people in a desperate counterattack.

After all, these guys were not all of one mind, and they were all gathered temporarily, so there was no trust.

"Why don't you dare to go to Jian Wu Chen? The Broken Cloud Black Iron in his hand is much larger than the one in my hand! You go to him to split it? He still has the corpse of a flying beast in his hand!"

Dong Ling Po Shan ran and sneered.

"Humph, we admit that we are not the opponent of Jian Wu Chen, but you dare to have such an appetite, aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death?"

Hearing this, the hypocritical smile on the face of the young man in blue brocade robe turned a little cold.

Dong Ling Po Shan stopped talking. He knew that this group of people would not give up getting the Broken Cloud Black Iron from him. However, he would rather be eliminated early than compromise.

Yesterday, Dong Ling Po Shan was walking alone on the wasteland, wanting to hunt some lone wild beasts to accumulate some contribution points.

But at this moment, a sky-high sword intent in the distance attracted his attention, which surprised him and he could not help but go to investigate.

However, along the way, he met many human geniuses who were also attracted by this sword intent. This blue-clothed young man was also a genius he met on the road. He was also a genius from a large tribe in the land. His name was Luo Qingshan, and his martial arts cultivation had also reached the blood level.

After a brief conversation, the two formed an alliance and went to the area where the sword intent suddenly arose.

When everyone arrived, they found that the sky-high sword intent was actually emitted by a white-clothed young man sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

A hundred meters away from this genius, there were many corpses of insects and beasts lying horizontally. Some insects and beasts seemed to have sensed the provocation and were constantly gathering here from all directions to attack the young man in white.

And this genius did not move from beginning to end. He just sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and killed these wild beasts with his sword.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but take a breath, but some people also recognized the origin of this genius.

"Jian Wuchen, it's him!"

"I was wondering where such a strong sword intent came from in this secret realm"

"Jian Wuchen! It turns out it's him. I should have thought of him a long time ago. I'm afraid there is no one else among these human geniuses except him who can possess such sword intent!"

Luo Qingshan, who was next to Dongling Poshan, suddenly said with some jealousy.

"Brother Luo, I don't know who this person is. It seems that many people know him?"

Dongling Poshan looked at the young man in white with some curiosity. His eyes were slightly closed and his expression was indifferent, as if he was not surprised at all by the arrival of everyone.

"Brother Dongling, your tribe may be far away from the Holy Land, but this person is a genius named Jian Wuchen who has long been famous in the Holy Land. He is a member of the wandering tribe and seems to be an orphan.

It's just that when he was young, he was discovered and adopted by a powerful man from the Holy Land who passed by and accepted him as his direct disciple. His cultivation had already reached the Half-Step Hidden Essence Realm.

Logically speaking, Jian Wuchen can enter the Holy Land directly without participating in this trial with us, but he himself requested to step into the Holy Land step by step and formally become the disciple of this great master. Seeing that this great master also Just let him.”

Luo Qingshan watched Jian Wuchen with his eyes closed as he casually killed a Tona Realm beast with his sword pointed in the air, a flash of shock flashed across his face.

Dongling Poshan looked at the young man in white thoughtfully.

"It seems that so many people shouldn't know him, right? Among the geniuses this time, there may not be many geniuses who are half-step to the Hidden Essence Realm, but it doesn't have to surprise you, right?"

Dongling Poshan looked at the obvious awe on the faces of some geniuses and frowned.

"Haha, if this Jian Wuchen is only a half-step Hidden Essence Realm warrior, even if he is accepted as a disciple by a Holy Land power in advance, of course he won't let me wait like this. But he was discovered later. This People are actually the legendary Sword Bone Holy Body, and their innate ability to comprehend sword intent can reach extremely terrifying levels. According to rumors, Jian Wuchen has already comprehended the late stage of sword intent, and is even about to reach the peak of subtlety. realm!"

Luo Qingshan smiled bitterly, with a deep sense of loneliness in his tone. Most people could not even comprehend the artistic conception, but this Jian Wuchen was about to reach the peak of the Sword Intent Into the Subtle Realm.

He, Luo Qingshan, thinks that his talent is extraordinary, but now he has not even comprehended the embryonic form of his artistic conception.

It's really annoying to compare people to each other.

"The sword's will reaches its peak!"

Dongling Poshan looked at the young man in white sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain in horror, and his heart felt like an ocean.

The most talented person he had ever known before was Red Dragon Cloud, who had a blood dragon fighting body and had unparalleled fighting power.

The other person is Feng Xuan, a terrifying genius who has long understood the micro-level sword intention and whose strength is equally unfathomable.

However, in front of this guy named Jian Wuchen, it seems that Feng Xuan and the two are nothing.

As if aware of the increasing number of human geniuses around him, Jian Wuchen, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, finally slowly opened his eyes.

Suddenly a terrifying sword light flew out of his eyes.

This sword light penetrated the body of an insect beast that was only a hundred meters away from him like a thunderous giant, causing it to fall heavily to the ground without any chance of breathing any more.

And this insect beast didn't even have any injuries on its body.

The unparalleled sword power can kill objects—and souls too!