Vol 27 Chapter 72: 6 turns

On the Xuanyuan blasting ship, Chen Zong was heavily protected. Unless the Great Holy Realm Xieqiang directly took the shot, even if he came two or three and a half steps into the Great Holy Power, he could not be killed in a short time. Chen Zong.
It can be seen that Xuankong Luo attached great importance to Chen Zong.
Of course, Chen Zong was the only place to enter the Lingwu Holy Land, and it cannot be overemphasized.
After all, there is a saying, which realm obtains the place to enter the Holy Wu Holy Land, and after the person has obtained the opportunity from the Lingwu Holy Land, he will nurture the realm to a certain extent, and indirectly enhance the luck of the realm. So that in the future, the level of cultivation in this world will gradually increase.
This kind of ascension is not instantaneous, but rather subtle. As you slowly ascend, the effect will become more obvious as time goes on, and people in this field will be affected and benefited.
Chu Wangshi stayed in the room without showing up, because he was very angry and unhappy, but he was helpless.
On the way back, Chen Zong didn't have any worries, but he became fully conscious and practiced continuously.
Every time you sharpen, you can stimulate your own potential. As long as you calm down and practice, you will improve.
The speed of Xuanyuan's blast to the sky ship is extremely fast, and the protective forces are all turned on. In this way, it is necessary to consume a lot of energy all the time, but it is worth it to prevent being attacked.
Time flies, along the way, Xuan Kongluo has no rest and is extremely vigilant. The same is true of the ten strong men who have entered the sacred realm. With high vigilance, plus the strong men who had the Xuanyuan dynasty halfway to come to reinforce them, it is safe. The arrival of things.
At the same time, Chen Zong's exercises broke through again.
Grand Xuan Yuan Jue on the 24th floor!
The breakthrough of Gongfa made Chen Zong's divine power more magnificent.
Upon returning to the Xuanyuan dynasty, Chen Zong was returned to the Xuantian Army Camp by the power of the Xuantian Army.
Next, it was quietly waiting for the Lingwu Holy Land to open.
The Lord of the Divine Army summoned Chen Zong.
"The opening time of the Lingwu Holy Land is estimated to be as fast as half a year and as slow as one year." The master of the God Xuan Army said that he never expected how Chen Zong was so outstanding, but it didn't take long for him to break into the sacred realm. Strength has risen to this point, and has won a place in the Lingwu Holy Land among many peerless heavenly pride, even the only place in the Xuanyuan Realm.
And it is said that in a challenge, Tai Xuan Shengzi, who is known as the reincarnation of the of heaven, is incredible.
"This time, you greatly let the Xuantian Army and even our God Xuan Army spread the word." The Lord of the Xuan Army with a smile on his face was happy from the bottom of his heart.
After all, the Xuantian Army and even the Xuan Army belong to the Xuanyuan Realm and have nothing to do with the other eight realms. Their reputation in the other eight realms is just average.
But this time, Chen Zongnai was a member of the Xuantian Army of the Xuantian Army. He strived for many peerless Tianjiao and eventually won one of the ten places. He also disguised and promoted the prestige of the Xuantian Army and even the Xuantian Army.
"After the discussion among our nine military leaders, you have made great contributions, and you are rewarded for your achievements." The Xuan Army continued, "Your rank is upgraded from a lower rank sergeant to a lower rank general."
Chen Zong was a little surprised. If he wanted to upgrade his rank to a lower rank under normal circumstances, it would take decades.
Now it is equivalent to shortening decades.
After the rank rank is upgraded to a lower rank general, he can receive the Zhongpin Shenxuan killing armor, which is equivalent to the elite six grade holy weapon.
In addition, other benefits have also been improved.
"In addition, do you have any needs?" Shen Xuanjun asked with a smile.
Now Chen Zong is a treasure.
Claim!
Chen Zong couldn't help thinking.
"I need a fire training method." Chen Zong said.
"Refining exercises of fire attributes ..." The Lord of the Xuan Army could not help but meditate. After a few breaths, he said: "There are many refining exercises in Xuantian Army, but whether there are fire attributes, I am not sure. , You choose, what else? "
"My sword is damaged. I need a new sword." Chen Zong said after thinking of Chi prison flame flowing sword.
"Yes, you can enter the holy army grave again." The Xuanjun also agreed without hesitation, his eyes were still staring at Chen Zong.
"Tianfeng, I need Tianfeng to temper Jianyi." Chen Zongdao said: "No."
The Lord of the Xuan Army asked himself to make a request. Then Chen Zong's request is exactly what is needed now. So, accept it when you are good. If you make too many requests, you may leave a bad impression and be greedy. Bad image.
And that's not your own principle.
"Tianfeng ..." Shen Xuanjun groaned, "I will arrange for someone to look for it, and notify you as soon as I find it."
Sky wind is born from heaven and earth. It is more precious than earth fire and hard to find. Therefore, it is not what you want.
"Thank you." Chen Zong bowed down.
"Go, practice well." Shen Xuanjun main road.
Soon, someone took Chen Zong to the holy grave.
This is the second time that Chen Zong stepped into the holy soldier's grave. There is no stranger for the first time. As soon as he enters the holy soldier's grave, Chen Zong immediately draws a lot of evil spirits into the body and is continuously absorbed by Shura's clone, Chen Xiu.
Chen Xiu's own cultivation needs to be promoted, and the practice of that little magical power to silence the evil eye also needs evil spirits.
Therefore, the more evil spirit is, the better.
Chen Zong quickly went to the place where the sword was located, looking for a suitable sword.
Now with his own strength, at least six holy wares are suitable for himself.
induction!
The realm of the heart was released, covering a radius of 1,000 kilometers, and the meaning of the heart and sword was permeated, stronger than the last time.
The swords trembled and screamed.
The former owners of these swords were killed in battle, they are placed here, dark, waiting for someone to choose, waiting for the new master, waiting for a new battle and killing.
The sword is the weapon of killing, no doubt.
In particular, after many battles, the swords that have slashed many powerful enemies carry a spirit of evil and killing intention. They are more eager to continue fighting, stained with blood, and killed more powerful enemies.
It was a longing, a longing, and a mission as a sword.
Chen Zong closed his eyes, felt with his own heart, felt the desire and call of Wan Jian, and was deeply touched.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry to find a suitable sword, but felt the breath of Wanjian carefully, every sword, regardless of its grade or strength, whether it was strong or weak, carried a unique breath, that breath, It is the breath of the sword itself.
The sharp breath, penetrates all breaths, cuts off all breaths.
Swords are weapons of killing. From the place of casting, they are for fighting and killing. Those swords that are used as decorations and decorations cannot be called swords.
In other words, the sword should be divided into two categories.
One type is fake swords used for decoration.
One type is the true sword used in combat killing.
The way of the true sword is from perfect to pure, to true to sincerity, to just to clear.
With the constant enlightenment of Chen Zong, the breath diffused by Wan Jian became stronger and more pure, and between the vaguely, there seemed to be a trace of indescribable rhyme.
Dao Yun surrounds him, hovering in the realm of heart, wrapping Chen Zong.
Chen Zong only felt that he was plunged into the ocean of sword-like Tao Yun, humming, endless and endless.
Time passed slowly, but Chen Zong had forgotten time, forgot everything about the outside world, and forgot everything about himself. There was only a sword in his eyes and a sword in his heart.
sword!
sword!
sword!
The sword is everything, the sword is the only one.
The whole person seems to be a sword, and even the mind, soul, and soul seem to be a sword.
I do n’t know when Chen Zong woke up suddenly, only feeling refreshed, and countless awakenings roused in my heart.
Immediately, Chen Zong showed a touch of joy.
Heart swordsmanship broke through.
Six turns!
As a high-level Taoist intention, the swordsmanship broke through to six turns.
High-order Taoism is inherently strong, and its power and potential are amazing. Similarly, promotion will be more difficult, but Chen Zong's promotion is very fast, also because of the incomparable relationship between Xinjian Taoism and itself.
Coupled with Chen Zong's foundation casting is very vigorous and solid, and seized the opportunities again and again, only quickly raised.
Heart swordsmanship has reached six rounds, so the power of the two swords based on the heart swordsmanship and the swordless swordsmanship has been significantly improved.
Invisibly, although his cultivation has not been improved, his strength has been strengthened.
Unexpectedly, entering the holy army grave for the second time, and feeling the contention and breath of Wan Jian, it would be such a pleasant surprise.
Immediately, Chen Zong carefully sensed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ to find a suitable sword.
sword!
Real sword!
Battle Sword!
Sword of Killing!
Under the influence, the other sword's qi became weak, only the scent of one sword gradually became stronger.
Sharp and boundless!
Extreme!
It ’s amazing!
This sword is very good.
"Sword comes!" Chen Zong sighed, and immediately, grabbing the right hand in the void, there was a sword light flying from a distance. The sword light was sharp, as if there was nothing to stop its sharpness.
Starting with the sword, Chen Zong only felt a slight sinking of his right hand, and a cold breath permeated it, shocking his spirit.
This sword has a long and thin blade with bright ripples on the blade. It looks very sharp and sharp to the extreme. The ridge of the sword is concave and it looks like a blood groove. There was a feeling of piercing.
Chen Zong's eyes were bright and gazing at him. He swept across the sword body slowly, and put his left hand and finger like a sword on the sword body, and wiped it gently, feeling the amazing forest cold front edge. The sound of an extremely sweet sword rang out, sweeping away in all directions.
"Good sword!" Chen Zong couldn't help but sigh and was very satisfied with the sword.
With a flick of the wrist, a sword flower bloomed in the air. The sword was bright, like white snow and ice, exuding a sense of sensation of coldness, and revealed an amazing sharpness that seemed to be able to tear Through everything.
With this sword, Chen Zong left the Red Prison Flame Flow Sword. Although the sword was damaged, the latecomer got it, but he could also get the inheritance of the Red Prison sword from it. Immediately after the holy grave, the sword was closed, the sword was refined, and everything about the sword was felt.