As soon as you step in, it feels like a different world.
The desolate black wasteland one second ago turned into a battlefield with raging artillery fire the next.
Chen Zhong stood on top of the pile of corpses and wanted to touch them, but found that he could pass through them without any hindrance.
The sky here is blue, but unfortunately it is occupied by countless flying monsters. You can still see the soil here, but unfortunately it has been soaked in blood.
The wounded warriors pierced Chen Zhong and rushed towards the monster opposite without fear of death, building a wall with their bodies.
The artillery shells coming from afar were scattered all over the ground like crabapple blossoms. Chaos and blood rushed into the eyes, and the smell of gunpowder seemed to float in the nose.
The scene fast-forwarded before his eyes, and for a moment, the only words that came to Chen Zhong's mind were "Ashura Field" and "Meat Grinder" to describe it.
In the end, there was only deathly silence and countless bones as far as the eye could see. The blood turned from red to black, and souls condensed and poured into the ground. After years and months, the black earth and black sky emerged.
Immediately afterwards, a breath of sorrow overflowed and lingered around Chen Zhong, unable to be driven away.
Chen Zhong touched a tear from the corner of his eye. He had no idea that he was crying.
Being in such a sad situation is itself a kind of sadness.
With the powerful power of his soul, Chen Zhong felt the unwillingness and sorrow in this palace. They were once humans and also dead monsters.
They are imprisoned on this earth and will never be reborn!
Chen Zhong wiped away his tears and turned his neck, "What a pity, this trick has no effect on me."
Buzz——
The soul is slashed out with a sword!
All delusions are broken and resentments are dispelled!
The scene in front of Chen Zhong faded away, and what reappeared was a black palace with four stone sculptures at the four corners.
Upon closer inspection, these four stone sculptures were exactly the four fourth-level ancient demons that had led the ancient demon tide before.
At this moment, they were completely motionless, which looked quite real.
Around them, the people from the Sword Dao Pavilion were also lying on the ground with their arms and legs spread out, probably still trapped in the illusion.
"Who are you!"
Suddenly, Jinhua shouted in a daze. He noticed that there was an outsider here, and immediately he was alert and drew his sword to point it at Chen Zhong.
"As expected of a young swordsman, your sword heart is firm. You broke free so quickly. I have no ill intentions. I just walked in here unintentionally. Do you believe me?"
Chen Zhong started off by boasting and didn't want to get involved with so many people.
Afterwards, more people woke up from the illusion. When they saw Chen Zhong, their reactions were almost the same as Jinhua's, with nothing but hostility.
The middle-aged man was a ruthless man. Without saying a word, he thrust out his sword, and the sword light shot out like a startling flash.
Ding!
Melee prediction!
Chen Zhong pretended to be frightened and took a few steps back in panic. By chance, he fell and actually avoided the sword light.
Woo... hum...
The sword light struck the black wall of the palace and was strangely integrated into it, swallowing it up bit by bit.
"You guys go get the Ancient Soul Heart, I'll deal with this guy!" Jinhua stepped forward, sword drawn and shouted, "Also, everyone, be careful and don't touch the restrictions again, unless you want another Battle Royale!"
Ban?
Chen Zhong took a quick glance and saw that, sure enough, in the middle of the palace, there was a black stone platform, on which a shining heart like glass was faintly floating.
Heart of the Ancient Soul!
Around the heart, there is a very hidden halo, which is the restriction of defense and alarm.
The previous ancient demon wave was indeed caused by the Sword Dao Pavilion group. Their improper behavior triggered the ban, and the ancient demons awakened, which led to the following scenes.
whoosh!
Jinhua was as light as a swallow, and he advanced with cautious steps.
When he was only ten meters away from Chen Zhong, he swung his sword upwards, and sword light burst out from below, drawing a crescent-shaped sword energy upwards.
Chen Zhong only felt the hairs on his body stand up, and a tingling sensation like an electric current running through his body. Being pointed at by that long sword, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
Jinhua's strength is better than Yuan Wusha, Yu Qixuan, Zheng Haichuan and others, and can be compared with Huo Xundao to some extent.
But it’s only three points!
After all, we cannot generalize among all evildoers.
Swish!
The Wind and Thunder Bow was instantly in his hand, and he shot an arrow at random, which offset the sword light.
"Oh? Are you really in the Blood Surge Realm?" Jinhua frowned, "You're quite capable."
As he said this, he threw the sword over his head.
He clasped his hands together, and a spiritual seal emerged from his palms and flew into the long sword.
"Sword Technique - Sword Division Technique!"
Zheng...
The long sword hummed, turning from one into three, three into six, and six into nine!
Moreover, this sword is a fourth-grade peak spiritual weapon, which is terrifying in itself, and now it has been directly increased to six swords.
"Sword Technique—Nine Sword Dance!"
Jinhua looked very proud. He was confident that after this attack, Chen Zhong would be smashed to pieces.
The nine swords trembled, and afterimages appeared.
It flew at a high speed in the air, leaving behind a brilliant light and emitting a terrifying sharp aura.
Seeing the nine swords approaching, Chen Zhong threw out dozens of third-grade talismans.
However, the huge cloud of spiritual power created by the exploding talisman did not effectively stop the long sword from moving forward.
The nine swords remained intact and stabbed straight towards Chen Zhong with greater speed and ferocity, undoubtedly intending to kill Chen Zhong with one blow, leaving no room for him.
"Leave a way out for yourself so that we can meet again in the future!" Chen Zhong ran wildly, avoiding the attack.
"There's no need." Jinhua snorted coldly.
Chen Zhong only spoke to him to find a flaw. Taking advantage of the gap when Jinhua was answering, he accelerated his divine movement and moved directly. The nine swords were moving too fast to brake and crashed directly into the black wall. The spiritual power was absorbed and the swords returned to their sheaths.
Jinhua stared at Chen Zhong in front of him in disbelief, with a few drops of cold sweat oozing out of his hair.
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