The Ultimate Sword Master

Kong Fang didn't hear Lao Li's scolding.

With his clothes fluttering, he took one step forward, covering a distance of hundreds of millions of miles, spanning countless large, medium and small realms, and was approaching the source of the mutation - the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Just a few breaths.

He had already walked most of the distance, and just as he was about to speed up again, he seemed to suddenly sense something. He paused and looked not far away.

There was someone there too.

The corpse energy on his body was overwhelming, and the green light flashed in his eyes. It was the corpse clan man, a strong man from the Eight Hengs who was on par with him in strength!

"Um?"

Naturally, he also discovered the traces of Kong Fang, and he also listened.

Eyes facing each other.

There is fear, suspicion, and even a hint of defensiveness.

"Where are you going?"

"Just like you."

As soon as they spoke, the two determined each other's purpose.

There seems to be a tacit understanding.

After saying a word, the two of them moved together and continued to rush towards Xuantian Sword Sect.

"Have you found the Underworld Palace?"

Kong Fang glanced at the other party and suddenly said: "Is there any news about Gu Han?"

"No!"

The corpse clan man said coldly: "What about you? Have you gained anything?"

"If there was, I wouldn't be here."

Kong Fang didn't hide it from him, he glanced far away and sensed some vague aura of Huangquan, and pointed out: "Is it really Huangquan River? It seems that this Huangquan Palace is really interesting. ”

"Given time."

"Perhaps they can really get in touch with the way of reincarnation!"

Destiny, cause and effect, reincarnation, time.

These are the four paths of chaos.

Under the long river of reincarnation, there are countless tributaries, which run through every world, big and small, and are called Huangquan River.

Enter reincarnation with the underworld.

It is the most orthodox way of practice.

"them?"

Green light flashed in the eyes of the corpse clan man, and he said disdainfully: "In the past, there were only one or two talents in the Three Thousand Lower Realms, but the long river of reincarnation has three thousand tributaries, and no one has really been able to touch the way of reincarnation..."

boom!

Boom boom boom!

Before he finished speaking, a slight vibration came from a very far distance. There was a hint of coldness in the vibration, which was more mysterious, purer, and more mysterious than the power of the underworld!

"The breath of reincarnation?"

Kong Fang's expression suddenly became solemn. He looked into the distance and said thoughtfully: "A person in this small world has actually touched a trace of the way of reincarnation... So what is the difference between Huangquan Palace?"

"Is it important?"

The corpse clan man did not answer, but said indifferently: "This so-called Huangquan Palace will cease to exist soon."

"Not always."

Kong Fang shook his head and said quietly: "The long river of samsara has countless tributaries, and there are many tributaries on the side of the river. It is also guarded by demons and demons... He is born to be the nemesis of your clan! You really don't want to go back and take a look?"

"No trouble!"

The big man from the corpse clan didn't appreciate it at all.

He naturally knew that Kong Fang was not really concerned about the safety of the zombie clan, but just wanted to slow him down and seize the opportunity.

"Yellow Spring Palace?"

"If they can't even suppress an unknown force in the lower realm, what qualifications do they have to enjoy the longevity of this second life?"

…

boom!

Boom!

The river is surging, roaring, and endless. Around the dark Huangquan Hall, the river is floating and sinking, as if it is boiling!

Within the river.

The aura of immortal corpses filled the air, and the miserable green light flashed. Wherever it passed, all the Huangquan River water was evaporated!

Along the way.

The nine-color radiance condensed and then shattered. It was difficult to withstand the footsteps of everyone. Only the faint power of reincarnation hidden under the nine-color radiance brought some pressure to them!

Vaguely.

There were even phantoms of strange creatures with grotesque shapes slowly condensing, lurking on the side, as if they wanted to pull them into the abyss!

"Demons and monsters!"

"It's really a creature from the Samsara River! Who is hiding at the bottom of this Yellow Spring River!"

"Whoever he is!"

"It is simply a foolish dream to control the way of reincarnation! Our Corpse Clan will never allow such a person to appear!"

"..."

While talking.

A group of corpse clan members gradually went deeper, and in a trance, they seemed to see a stunningly beautiful woman standing in the deepest part of the Yellow Spring River, with a sad expression and muttering to herself.

"It's you...are you back..."

who?

Who's back?

Everyone was confused after hearing this.

He looked over carefully.

But suddenly they discovered that there was a woman somewhere, and what stood in front of them was just a stone statue wrapped in endless chains!

It's Susu!

After a long time, he sensed this sword again, and he felt like cause and effect were intertwined, fate was entangled, and time and space were confused.

This sword appeared.

Where is Gu Han? are you back?

This is her biggest concern at the moment.

…

Within the Xuantian Sword Sect.

As the sword intent dissipated, and as the breath of the river of time disappeared completely, everyone finally saw the fallen Dugu Xin.

"Seventh Ancestor!!"

Including Dugu Yun, the clan members of the Tianjian lineage screamed in surprise, not understanding what happened!

On the contrary, it was Pei Lun.

As he thought carefully about the mystery of the white light before, a strange color suddenly lit up under his eyes.

"Don't panic, everyone."

He looked at the fallen Dugu Xin with a smile and comforted him: "This senior... probably lost his strength."

Everyone: "?"

Dugu Xin didn't have time to pay attention to him.

At the last moment of his life, he widened his eyes. He wanted to see what was in the crack. Who was the one who made the sword that was stronger than Heng Jiu and left him with no power to resist!

He was unwilling!

He felt that he was very unlucky!

He was actually very strong. Among the many immortals in the Great Chaos Realm, Heng Ba's strength was definitely a top powerhouse with few rivals.

But now...

"Who... is it..."

With the last thought.

The corpse fell to the ground instantly!

"Seventh Ancestor!!!"

Everyone was shocked!

Before they could figure out the whole story, the dark crack where the sword monument was located suddenly expanded, and a sharp meaning flew over and landed not far in front of everyone, and stabbed diagonally into the ground!

It was a black sword!

On the hilt of the black sword, there was an incomplete arm, and at the end of the arm, there was a small body, and on the body... there was half a head!

The body was transparent.

It seemed to be disappearing at any time!

"Who are you..."

Dugu Yun was about to speak, but suddenly he felt a hint of boundless sharpness sweeping behind him. Just as he was about to defend himself, it was too late!

His neck felt cold!

His vision was spinning!

A good head had been caught in someone's hand!

Pei Lun's hand!

The incident happened too quickly, too abruptly, and too unexpectedly, and it made everyone unable to react.

Pei Lun ignored them.

Holding the head, with a smile on his face, he bowed respectfully to the figure, and there was nothing wrong with his posture!

"Xuantian Sword Sect!"

"Sword holder Pei Lun!"

"I specially offer the enemy's head to celebrate... the return of Gu Jianshou!"

Dugu Yun: "?"