It seemed as if it was facing the sword lake and the sword sword woke up, and the fierce power of the broken sword awakened it.

At first, Meng Xuan was slightly shocked, and then he was happy and thought of a possibility.

"Could this broken sword be a fragment of the Sword of Sword?"

However, he looked at the remaining soldiers on the stone platform and quickly overturned his own idea.

Different materials give people different auras. It should not be the fragments of the Sword of Sword, and the feeling that the Sword of Sword of Sword was conveyed to him was not as excited as if he had encountered the same kind of excitement, but was challenged, awakened, and then saw something fun, and that feeling of eagerness to try and carefulness. In the roar of the dragon, Meng Xuan felt that it quietly released a little energy...

All divine weapons have spirits, and they have their own aura.

It was with this kind of aura that Zhan Ni Jian negotiated with the sword lake next to Jian Lake, and took over the thirty-two swords that were most powerful in Tianchi Jian Lake. But now, it seems to be interested in the remaining soldiers who have killed thousands of monks...

Meng Xuan was sweating all over his cold sweat. In any case, the remnants were not comparable to the sword lake!

However, Meng Xuan could not stop him. On weekdays, he had an indescribable connection with Zhan Ni Jian. He could store the disease in Zhan Ni Jian or extract it at will, just as Zhan Ni Jian was part of his body. However, whenever this strange dragon roar sounded, Meng Xuan felt incomprehensible about Zhan Ni Jian.

It is like when the sword sword trembles, it is when it has its own life, and Meng Xuan cannot control its will.

“Buzz…”

The aura of the sword sword quietly extended out, and then gently touched the fierce power of the remaining soldiers, as if they were testing.

The remaining soldiers did not change and seemed to have not woken up at all. The fierce power, but it naturally emitted the power it should have, rather than deliberately released it to convince the monks.

Meng Xuan's throat was dry, and when he was slashing the sword and testing the remaining soldiers, he felt like a naughty child was slaying a hornet's nest with branches...

"call out……"

After testing several times, the sword of Zhan Ni suddenly made a dragon roar, and the powerful aura was released instantly. It rushed towards the remaining soldiers who had been tested by it several times but did not react, and rushed to the full force.

Meng Xuan stared blankly at the Zhan Ni Jian going to the hornet's nest, but he could not stop it at all.

Seeing that it released all its energy, it hit the remaining soldiers with a "boom" and the fierce power around the remaining soldiers was almost as physical as they were, and ripples like water waves immediately appeared. Then the aura of the reverse sword actually turned into a dragon, opened its mouth, bit off a piece of the fierce power, and swallowed it into its stomach with its neck...

“Buzz…”

"boom……"

Two voices sounded in Meng Xuan’s heart.

One is the one from the sword sword. The guy's dragon roar seemed to be urging Meng Xuan to escape quickly, with a little pride.

That sense of pride was directed towards the remnants. If you express it in words, it is: I stole your things, you hit me...

And the loud bang was a sign of the awakening of the remaining soldiers.

It was not really a loud noise, it was just a sudden surge in the power of the harshness, which caused the auditory hallucination in people's psychology.

Meng Xuan didn't care about anything else and ran away immediately.

Unexpectedly, the Zhan Ni Jian would steal the power of the remaining soldiers, and they would also successfully steal it.

The sword of the sword was on his back, and he was also a conspirator. If the remaining soldiers woke up and targeted him, it would be a big trouble!

Fortunately, at this time, he was not far from behind the stone platform. With all his strength, he rushed over with two steps.

Mo Tong and Jian Shisi still did not leave. One of them was concerned about whether his ally could help him in the Heavenly Palace. Of course, what he was more worried about was what if something happened to Meng Xuan, what would happen to him in his body?

Jian Shisi remembered that Meng Xuan was his creditor and had always wanted to find opportunities to pay off his debts.

Seeing Meng Xuan rushing over, the two people were also startled and asked nervously: "What's wrong?"

Meng Xuan couldn't answer, waved his hand, turned around and looked behind him. At this time, they could no longer see the remaining soldiers on the stone platform, and they no longer had the intimidation of the remaining soldiers, but they could still sense the fierce power of the remaining soldiers. They suddenly became prosperous and pushed several monks to kneel on the ground on the spot. The other monks who did not kneel all changed their faces and stopped.

From this point, it was also seen that the cultivation of the monks was coming. After the fierce power of the remaining soldiers increased, each monk was trying hard to support him. The only one who seemed to be more relaxed was the extremely bored little dragon king and a young man in a gray robe.

Others seem to have reached their limits, but they are still at ease.

But the little girl in red lost her trace after entering the hall and did not come here.

After the fierce power became stronger, it slowly weakened, and the remaining soldier did not wake up.

Meng Xuan finally let go of his heart that was raised high, and he wanted to throw the sword of the sword to the ground.

However, it doesn't matter if the sword sword is cut off. A gentle whisper came, which seemed to have not awakened the remaining soldiers. It was very regretful.

"What were you doing just now?"

Jian Shisi asked, seemingly curious.

"If I say... I don't know, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it..."

Jian Shisi said, but he didn't ask again.

Most people who practice practice have their own secrets, which are things that save lives, and it is impolite to ask casually.

"Let's go, after entering this heavenly palace, I can't help it..."

Jian Shisi swept some monks who were still standing in the hall and tried their best to resist the pressure of the fierce sword, sighed and walked forward.

Behind the stone platform was a huge passage. They walked along the passage vigilantly to the end, but were surprised that nothing happened in this passage, but at the entrance of the passage, five different passages suddenly appeared, leading to the faint unknown. The three of them stood at the entrance of the passage, not knowing how to choose, and frowned and observed the differences between the passage.

In the passage on the far left, there were burning fire, as if there was a volcano inside.

However, the second passage on the right was hidden and an inexplicable murderous aura came out, which made people's skin feel cold.

But in the middle passage, there was a strange fragrance coming out. I can't tell what it was, but it secreted the heart and spleen.

"It's time to break up..."

The two looked at each other, and Jian Shisi made the first choice and said to Meng Xuan: "The Nine Palaces should choose this path!" After that, without any hesitation, he walked straight into the passage where the killing aura came.

He didn't even say goodbye, and he didn't seem to think he couldn't come out alive at all.

"Take care of yourself……"

Meng Xuan had no choice but to say with a wry smile.

It was time for him to make his own choice. When it was difficult to make a choice, he suddenly heard the sound of the flute again, but it came out of the middle passage. He was slightly stunned, and then made a decision and walked directly into the passage.

The sound of the flute was very ethereal, and he didn't know where to come from, but he decided to go in and take a look.

"Wow..."

From time to time, footsteps came, and even though there were not many people who could fly to the Heavenly Palace and resist the might of the remaining soldiers, there were not many.

When they arrived at the five passages, all the masters looked carefully and chose a way to go in.

A little girl in red walked in, and without any hesitation, she walked directly into the passage that emitted a scorching air. A hint of expectation even appeared on her cold face without any expression.

After a while, the extremely evil dragon king holding a long halberd rushed in. With a clear eyes, he stared at the passage from the killing aura and rushed in directly.

The young man in gray robe chose the second passage on the left and ran in.

The passage is deep, dark, tall, and there is no way to go, as if walking in nothingness.

However, Meng Xuan saw many wreckage along the way, all of which belonged to humans. He lay in the passage and needed to walk around them, otherwise he would step on them. Looking at their bodies, most of them were intact, and some were scattered, magical tools, talismans and other objects scattered around, and there were even monks' fingers wearing dark cave rings.

Some magic weapons have lost their luster in the years, and some have some spiritual power fluctuations.

"Are they all cultivators who broke into the Heavenly Palace before? Being able to resist the power of the remaining soldiers and coming here means that their strength and mind are very strong, but they all died here... What are the dangers in this passage?"

Meng Xuan raised his vigilance and slowed down.

"Ao..."

A low roar suddenly sounded in the air, and Yin Qi condensed in the passage, turning into huge warriors holding weapons, wearing simple armor, with simple and powerful muscles. The weapons in their palms emitted a little cold light and murderous aura. After they appeared in the air, they roared loudly and rushed towards Meng Xuan, wielding the weapons, with their power unimaginably powerful.

Meng Xuan did not dare to be careless, nor did he retreat, but directly condensed the dazzling lightning and rushed towards them.

However, a lightning flashed by, but it broke into nothing. The ghost soldiers had disappeared before the lightning hit them.

"It's just an illusion formed by the yin energy condensed in the Heavenly Palace, which does not really exist..."

Meng Xuan woke up and put away the lightning light in his palm.

"Then how did these monks die?"

Just as Meng Xuan was thinking about this question, a faint "ticaca" sound suddenly sounded around him.

He suddenly turned his head and saw a dry bone on the ground standing up with swaying force, swaying. In the dark eye sockets, two ghost fires lit up, emitting a thousand murderous aura and fluctuations of divine thoughts.

"Don't die... live... become an immortal..."
Chapter completed!