Xue Shaohong was silent. He had never asked about the so-called emperor lord since he knew about it.

Of course, he wanted to know about this mysterious person. If he guessed correctly, he would be a person from the same era as Senior Dejianhun. How could Xue Shaohong not be interested in such an enemy?

Sword Soul said again: "Also, boy, here, I feel the familiar breath."

Xue Shaohong thought for a while and said, "Okay!"

Under this mud, the sword soul infiltrated and exerted, guiding Xue Shaohong to destroy the formation base of the two major formations.

After breaking several formation bases in a row, the sword soul suddenly said, "Boy, go up!"

Xue Shaohong responded and went to the ground, but the illusion array was no longer there, and it was a trapped array.

There is a door that has nothingness, with the most mysterious mystery, as if there are thousands of means to hide it.

"Senior, are you here?" Xue Shaohong asked.

This should be a method left by the predecessor of the Shengtian Sect crying blood, and it is not something he can see through. Even if his soul is promoted to the realm of earth, it should not see through it.

This faces the rich spiritual roots and pounces on Xue Shaohong's body.

Jianhun said: "Don't worry, there is no danger, it is also an opportunity for you."

When Xue Shaohong heard this, he no longer hesitated and stepped into it.

This is another world of nothingness, with no mountains, rivers, stars, sun and moon, and no end.

Xue Shaohong frowned. He ignored the energy that surged into his body, but looked around with excretion. He felt the danger.

However, if his soul swept over, he never found anything.

Xue Shaohong said: "Senior, I hope to give me some advice."

Sword Soul said: "This formation seems to be to test you, and everything depends on you."

Xue Shaohong took a deep breath, and did not pull out the blade, but showed the blade, alerting the surroundings, the vague sword intent emitted.

At this moment, a human figure appeared. He was dressed in white, with black hair fluttering, holding a long sword in his hand, like a sword immortal coming to the dust.

Xue Shaohong looked at this person, feeling a little familiar. It seemed that he had seen something that had happened a long time ago, but he had a sense of strangeness, which made him even more difficult to confirm.

"Is this a battle with myself? Is there any formation in the world that can be copied to this small one?"

Jianhun saw the figure in white clothes and immediately recognized that this was Xue Shaohong, the woundless Xue Shaohong, and the vibrant Xue Shaohong.

Jianhun asked, "Boy, you don't know who he is, do you?"

Xue Shaohong asked back: "Senior knows me?"

Sword Soul: "…"

Xue Shaohong has produced Taixuan Sword Sect, and he is only seventeen years old. However, nearly two years have passed. Although he has not changed a lot, he has lost his immatureness and has also changed a little. Not to mention his handsomeness as before, but he often wears a mask and rarely sees his face, so he has never recognized himself.

Sword Soul said: "Boy, you should go back to Taixuan Sword Sect!"

Only by returning to Taixuan Sword Sect can Xue Shaohong sincerely tear off all the disguises.

Xue Shaohong's body stiffened and he asked softly: "Senior, is this me?"

Jianhun said: "No, fighting yourself and breaking through yourself will test you."

Sword Soul said: "It's begun."

I saw Baiyi's figure making an action, holding the scabbard tightly with his left hand and putting his right hand on the hilt of the sword. Thousands of sword energy condensed, and the death energy attacked wildly, and the peak strength of the first level of the Death Xuan Realm.

Xue Shaohong said excitedly: "Sword drawing technique!"

This is the supreme skill of Taixuan Sword Sect. The stronger the strength, the stronger the sword technique. He broke his hand and hadn't used it for a long time. Now it makes up for his small regret.

With the blessing of sword intent, Guiyuan's ninth-level sword intent, thousands of powers from heaven and earth gather, without sword light, it has the power to break the sky.

Xue Shaohong was not behind, and he held the sword technique and exploded with the mysterious power of death. It was also the intent of Guiyuan's ninth-level sword. In front of him, hundreds of drops of sea water condensed.

There was no sword light, but it trembled in this void space. The Frost and Cold Sky was so powerful that it reached the ninth level of the Xuan Realm.

Whoosh ~!

Xue Shaohong, the white-clothed vigor, drew out the sword blade. The sword light was too strong, shattering the sky, breaking through the air and slashing towards Xue Shaohong.

When Xue Shaohong saw this scene, his body suddenly trembled and accidentally swung the sword technique. A hundred drops of sea water lost his control and pressed over.

The sword energy of the sword drawing technique exploded instantly, and hundreds of sword lights crushed the young Xu Shaohong in Baiyi. In an instant, he crushed him and crushed him with one move.

"If it were someone else, it would be a journey of refining your heart, which is a pity," Sword Soul murmured. He had already expected this result.

Xue Shaohong has a dantian, and he is the one that is sealed. He often lives in Xue Shaohong's body and has not gained much.

"Hey, epiphany!"

The sword soul discovered Xue Shaohong's state and said in surprise.

Xue Shaohong killed himself in seconds, and the world of nothingness disappeared, and the surrounding formations were instantly cancelled. Xue Shaohong stood in a cave. At the top of the cave, there were moonstones as big as humans, illuminating the cave.

In addition to the rich spiritual energy in this cave

, it is a floating fragment of the Holy Heaven token, and there is nothing else. These spiritual energy is unusual, and countless groups of spiritual liquid are dispersed.

Xue Shaohong entered the epiphany and his consciousness entered another world, but his mind was moving far away, constantly absorbing spiritual energy and practicing. In his dantian, the Xuan Xuan Dan was broken and turned into two dead energy.

Xue Shaohong's strength is moving towards the Death Xuan Realm.

"This is also a token, but this token seems not to be simple. It actually has the aura of a pseudo-spirit treasure. It seems that this token is the core. With the core, you can be guided by it and find the next fragment. It is really a good way. Planning for thousands of years, Jiang Shengtian, what exactly are you going to do?"

Sword Soul murmured, unable to see through the situation set by Jiang Shengtian.

A day passed, and before Xue Shaohong woke up, he had already broken through to the realm of Death Xuan.

After breaking through to the death mystery realm, his speed of absorbing spiritual power was obviously hindered, and he was obstructed by some kind of empty power.

This is because of his dantian. His dantian has only been opened up, which can only support him in cultivation until the peak of the Xuan Realm of Death. If he wants to break through, he needs to develop his dantian again.

One day or two days, seven days passed in a blink of an eye, and Xue Shaohong still did not wake up.

Jianhun said: "What did this kid understand? It took so long."

It was not until the eighth day that Xue Shaohong had movement. There was a glory in his originally dark and deep eyes, and his spiritual sense returned.

In his eyes, a sword light slashed out, landing on the movement and avoiding, shaving a crack of two or three feet apart.

Jianhun said: "Boy, your sword doesn't seem simple?"

The sword soul is the supreme swordsman, and he has created a peerless sword technique like "The Great Nine Styles of Iron Sword", so he naturally shows the extraordinaryness of this sword.

Xue Shaohong's mouth hangs a little curved, and he feels very bad, and he says, "It should be good, but I can't use it now."

Jianhun said, "Why? Is it because of the pressure from above?"

The tone was trembling, and only the sword technique that was against the sky was created, and the illusory ones would not be allowed to appear.

Xue Shaohong shook his head and said, "No, this sword is a sword technique that I have learned from the sword drawing technique and the sword drawing technique. It is called "Sword Drawing and Slashing the Heavenly Technique". It is missing an arm and cannot be used."

Sword Soul said: "That's how it is. The sword drawing technique is on both arms and the strength is on the sword blade. One arm is on. It's weaker and the power of the sword technique is reduced by 60%. It's a pity, it's a pity~!"

Xue Shaohong asked, "Senior, how many days have passed?"
Chapter completed!