Alas, the most troublesome thing was naming the chapters that were posted immediately after coding.
I thought I could finish writing three chapters, but I didn’t expect that it ended up being delayed until four chapters, so I had to do this.
Ice Wheel Snowfield is one of the few environmentally dangerous areas on the Golden Continent, and people avoid it, so no city is willing to build next to it.
There are no large-scale population settlements in this area.
Even if there were, they would have evacuated according to the instructions of the empire.
"Second" was like the sound of cloth being cut open by scissors.
A dark crack suddenly appeared in the space, and then a void that was like a netherworld and could swallow up a person's soul was revealed.
"Boom" the moment the crack opened, a black shadow shot out from the crack and hit the ground hard, stirring up several feet of dust.
"Ahem."
In the smoke and dust, Jian Chi opened his eyes with difficulty, covered his chest and coughed out a mouthful of blood, and finally recovered a little.
"He's really short-tempered, and he's as difficult to take care of as before."
His left arm can no longer move normally, and his right hand was almost cut off just now.
This kid, after going crazy, is really merciless.
Once both hands are disabled, he really wants to It's over I originally thought that I could take it to a farther place, but it seems that this is not possible.
It's not like I haven't thought about trapping him in the void of space, but that would only make him destined to become a demon.
Isn't he too naive?
"Come out, how long do you want to stay in there?"
It's useless to think too much, Jian Chi stood up straight.
He held Qingyu in his right hand and raised it directly, pointing at the space crack in the sky.
"Huh."
A sound sounded like a breath coming from the depths of Jiuyou.
The blood-red long sword that Jian Chi was waiting for stretched out from the crack and gently slashed downwards.
Then it was as easy as cutting paper.
The space cracks are even bigger "How is this possible?"
Jian Chi's eyes narrowed.
No matter how powerful you are, it's impossible to do this This is an area that can only be dealt with by laws.
What my little brother should master is the law of voidness brought about by the destruction fragments, not the laws of space.
"Is it possible?"
The sword idiot suddenly thought of an incredible conjecture.
Could it be that the younger brother himself has also comprehended the seven pieces of the Space Law?
Doesn't it conflict with the seven principles he has comprehended?
And at this moment when Jian Chi was lost in thought, Lin Long finally stepped out from the crack in space.
He looked very embarrassed now.
The black coat he was wearing was in tatters, and there were many spots on his pure white hair.
The scorch marks on the body may have been hit by some fire magic.
The whole person looked disgraced.
If an ordinary person appeared like this, most people would probably think he was just a beggar.
But that's the case.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the evil spirit that forces the swordsman to prepare for it, and the sword blade that exudes a coquettish red light in his hand.
This is an existence that can kill him, and this will not change The Heart of Darkness will indeed make a person go crazy, but even Lin Long, as a seven-shard hero, cannot fight against many strong men on his own after going crazy.
However, the Crimson Queen in his hand is too much in the battle.
Difficult to deal with The Sacred Artifact is the most powerful weapon owned by mankind, ranking alongside the divine and magical weapons.
And the Crimson Queen is also the most powerful among the known holy weapons.
As a swordsman, the sword madman has a lot of knowledge about swords.
Of course there are quite a few. to be honest.
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If it weren't for the Crimson Queen, Lin Long wouldn't have been able to attack with such power after breaking through the sealing formation before, and he wouldn't have caused so many headaches.
"I wonder if you can hold on under the attack of the Crimson Queen."
Jian Chi looked at the whisper in his hand and chuckled, "Little brother.
Boss, I came as promised.
Although it is three months late, it should be I'm not sorry for you, am I?"
"You are very strong now, so strong that I am starting to tremble a little."
Jian Chi lowered his head to hide his expression.
Holding Qingyu in one hand at the waist, he squatted down and said, "Twenty-five years ago.
I have never been so excited."
"Roar" Lin Long was not prepared to listen to his ramblings.
The Crimson Queen turned 180 degrees in his hand, held it on the side of her backhand and rushed towards Jian Chi with a stabbing posture.
"Will a battle that puts my life on the line make my soul boil?
The greatest possibility of breakthrough is between life and death."
Jian Chi raised his head and looked at the bright red light.
Countless scenes flashed in his eyes, with the sword failing.
Blocked and penetrated, some turned sideways to dodge and were caught up, some used swords to fight, both sides were even.
Countless possibilities flashed through his eyes.
At this moment, the sword madman had listed all the results one by one.
In front of him, swordsmanship was meaningless.
All the sword's trajectories, moves, and secrets were One glance and penetration "You will die by your own hands, and the hope you cultivated with your own hands will swallow you up."
Great Sage, maybe your prediction is right, but I still can't agree with you.
The difference between the Crimson Queen's light and Jian Chi's was less than one meter, and Jian Chi's Whisper was still held in her waist and unsheathed.
No matter who was watching the battle beside them, they didn't think that Jian Chi had a chance to win under such circumstances.
The only hope is to avoid it early, maybe you can live a little longer.
The true meaning of the sword does not exist.
The law of the sword is just empty talk.
What is the law and what is the truth?
The sword is in my hand, it does exist, this is the truth.
The sword will be thrust out by me, and it will move according to my will.
This is the law.
How could the true meaning of the sword not exist?
Hope, isn't it right in front of me?
"The Intent of the Sword" call Like the first cold wind in winter, the bone-chilling chill made everything around them suspend their vitality.
The surrounding trees stopped shaking, the grass under his feet stopped absorbing nutrients, and the insects underground forgot to move.
But Lin Long, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and the sword light in his hand flickered.
"Very quiet."
When the whisper was unsheathed, there were no eight shining words of light, no fighting spirit, and no soaring sword intent.
But the moment the sword was unsheathed, everything in the world seemed to be suspended, and the entire scene was frozen in an instant.
A moment later, Lin Long had fallen to the ground from the air.
"It's a pity that this is not the realm of the true meaning of swords."
The sword idiot raised his head and looked at the dim sky, his eyes a little distracted, "I thought it was very close to me, but I didn't expect it."
"Pu" The blood-red long sword spinning in the air fell, like a sharp blade falling into tofu, piercing deeply into the soil.
Lin Long stared at his palm in a daze with his bloody eyes.
Looking with some disbelief at the scar extending from his hand to his shoulder, what happened just now?
Lin Long suddenly turned his head, staring at the figure lying in a pool of blood with his red eyes.
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At that moment, Lin Long's instinct noticed the danger.
Was it the sword that was in danger of death?
His eyes shifted to Qingyu, which fell to the side because he could not hold it tightly.
Lin Long stared at it.
It was this sword that had just given him an endless sense of oppression, as if his heart had stopped beating in front of this sword.
"Keng."
Bending down, Lin Long picked up the whisper.
Look at it silently, there is no dangerous atmosphere "Ahem."
At this moment, the strong chest tightness made Jian Chi cough out, and the blood with some internal organs fragments stuck to the clothes.
Jian Chi understood how seriously he had been injured just now.
But this cough made Lin Long suddenly wake up, his blood eyes turned, and he looked at Jian Chi who fell on the ground.
The smell of danger spreads If it wasn't this sword, would it be this person?
Under the control of the Heart of Darkness, Lin Long possesses a killing instinct that does not belong to him.
There is also the instinctive fear of dangerous things.
The sealing array makes him feel fear, so he will destroy this thing after breaking through the sealing array.
But now, what brought fear to Lin Long was the sword strike made by Jian Chi just now.
Destroy everything, dangerous things "Hey, it's really outrageous."
Jian Chi looked at Lin Long's expression and knew what was going on.
But unexpectedly, he didn't have any fear of death in his heart.
Some are just endless regrets, "I am a sword fanatic.
I am sixty-eight years old this year.
After practicing for sixty-two years, I finally saw what may be the path to the true meaning of swords."
Qingyu was lifted up, the sharp blade flashing with a frightening light.
"Lin Long, if it's possible, boss, I hope I can see your way and reach the end."
Jian Chi slowly closed his eyes, "You haven't stayed in the seal for a full year, that legendary death energy I haven’t been able to take away your life yet.
Boss, after sixty-two years, I don’t know how many years it will take you.”
"I'm looking forward to it."
"Pfft" The dark starry sky sheds bright red tears, for whom are you sad, for whom are you lamenting the futility of life?
When riding the wind away, the soul without regrets will see its most shining starlight at the end.
"Senior Sword Master" had arrived as quickly as possible, but the body lying in a pool of blood ruthlessly told them that they had arrived too late.
"It's not impossible, it's impossible, sir."
Uncle Song's eyes trembled, and he suddenly rushed to the side of Jian Chi's body like a madman, not daring to stretch out his hand to confirm, "It's impossible, it's impossible."
"This idiot."
The strength of the gun ghost's hand was almost like crushing the gun barrel in his hand.
He stared at the sword idiot in the pool of blood in front of him, "Since you have guessed that this will happen, why do you come back?"
Gun Ghost was also aware of the prophecy given by the Great Venerable to Jian Chi at the time.
When he accepted Lin Long as his disciple, Gun Ghost even jokingly told him that getting involved with Lin Long might put Jian Chi's life in danger.
Let Lin Long be your apprentice.
"It doesn't matter even if he is really dead."
Jian Chi's answer at that time made Gun Ghost stunned, "He is my hope, more important than my life." "" Looking at Jian Chi's body, Feng Juimeng's eyes gradually changed, then he turned his head without saying a word, picked up a jade pendant, and the light radiated out.
"Yeqi, I am Feng Youmeng, Lin Long needs your help."
Feng Youmeng raised his head, his eyes were extremely cold, "I need your life
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