Updated: 2013-05-16

The valley is about two or three hundred meters in size, and the exposed stone rock is blue-black. Every inch is densely packed with sword marks, as if countless swords have been cut. Each sword mark emits a trace of sword intent, woven into a net, and spreads the entire space.

This valley can be regarded as a sword formation and can be called a sword valley!

The core of the sword formation is the black sword inserted in the center of the sword valley!

At this moment, Xunliang was in the sword valley.

His robe was broken in many parts, covered with bright red, dark red blood stains of new and old, his face was pale, his eyes closed and his knees were sitting cross-legged, and his brows were frowning at this moment, as if he was facing some kind of problem.

Suddenly, Xunliang's eyes opened, and he stood up and took a step forward. As he stepped down, countless fine sword intents in the void moved with it, quickly condensed into thirteen paths, and fell from all directions at the same time, with an extremely sharp breath!

The long sword in Xunliang's hand moved instantly. In a very short period of time, he slashed out thirteen swords with all his might, successfully shattering eleven of them, but one still stabbed his shoulder and fell on his back. Suddenly, red blood gushed out of the wound, dyeing the surrounding clothes red.

With a muffled groan, Xunliang's face became more anxious and pale, but his eyes became brighter at the same time, and he flashed with a bright look and said in a low voice: "So that's it."

He took a step back and sat cross-legged, took out a pill and swallowed it. His brows frowned and a little worried flashed in his eyes. The pill was consumed too quickly, and although there was still some in the storage ring, I don’t know when he could hold on. He looked at the black sword in the valley, and his eyes quickly became firm. He closed his eyes again and continued to feel the subtle sword intent that permeated every corner of the space.

Half an hour later, Xunliang opened his eyes and stood up, and stepped forward again under his feet. This time, the sword intent filled the space fluttered calmly and did not attack him.

This is the thirteenth step he entered the valley, and was injured by eleven swords, and was still eighty-seven steps away from the black sword.

...

The frozen palace is like a snow-covered divine kingdom. The crystal clear ice emits a faint fluorescent light, illuminating the hall, adding a bit of solemnity to the magnificence.

When Xun Zhao stepped into the hall, pieces of hexagonal-shaped beautiful snowflakes floated in the hall, which seemed delicate and harmless, but the cold smell contained in each piece could freeze a strong buffalo to death!

Now, he stood among the flying snowflakes, lowered his head and silently, and a thin layer of ice had condensed outside his body.

Without any warning, a light "crack" sounded in the hall one after another. The ice layer outside Xun Zhao's body shattered and fell off. His face became a little pale, but his eyes became extremely bright. He spread his hands and the snowflakes fell into his palms and melted quietly, but no damage power was generated.

Xun Zhao showed a gentle smile on his lips. He looked deep in the hall and bowed respectfully.

He didn't speak, but it didn't mean he couldn't notice anything.

There is a force in the hall. When he walks, he can continue to move forward by experiencing and mastering this power. Even if what he has gained now is just the fur, he can still feel the terror of this power. If he wants to kill him, he can just increase a little bit and he can easily be killed here and turn it into an ice sculpture that will not be transformed for millions of years.

The snowflakes contain power, and as he moves forward, it keeps improving and maintains its limit of tolerance, but will not cause real damage to him. It is obvious that someone has made a secret adjustment.

Xun Zhao didn't know who he or she was, but he knew that he or she was in the hall.

He or she wants to pass on his own power to him.

Xun Zhao was grateful. After he gave the salute, he continued to move forward.

After taking four steps, Xun Zhao stopped, snowflakes fell on him, and a layer of solid ice appeared quickly, covering his body again.

...

Deep in the ground, magma surging, and the red magma lake is irresistible at first glance. The rising hot and high temperatures, the scorching air is twisted, and it is hazy everywhere.

At this moment, a naked woman was lying in the magma lake, and her beauty was revealed. As the rock waves rose and fell, the snow-white ketone body emitted a faint fluorescence, like a carved jade carving, without any damage.

In the magma that is invisible to the naked eye, a trace of red power rose from the depths of the magma lake, and it seemed to be swimming and integrating into her body like her own intelligence, silently making some changes to her physique.

On the woman's snow-white and delicate ketone body, circles of delicate and luxurious textures as delicate and beautiful as phoenix feathers quietly emerged. Since her feet began to spread upward, gradually climbing up her slender legs, spreading over her perky and round buttocks, and continuing along her slender waist... The red phoenix pattern and white and beautiful body complement each other, giving her a charming and beautiful temptation, but she has a graceful and majestic look.

This woman is Ling Xue.

She entered the real cave and fell into a deep sleep. She fell to the ground under some kind of force, and was pushed by magma and came here.

Suddenly, an old woman screamed angrily from the depths of the magma. The entire magma lake became violent in an instant. Qin Qing'er's naked body was wrapped in an invisible force and quickly sank into the depths of the magma lake. At the same time, a huge arm condensed from red magma emerged from the magma lake and slapped it hard upwards!

"Hmph! Old Master Huo, don't say that I didn't remind you, if you really fight, I'm afraid that the female cultivator of the Phoenix Clan who is receiving the inheritance will be directly erased in the aftermath of the fight!" Old old man was waving all the cold threat, and an old figure quickly appeared in the void. With a wave of his sleeves, a huge force suddenly surged out in front of him, shattering his palms directly.

The terrifying power fluctuations burst out instantly, causing the entire magma lake to stir up huge waves, shattering the surrounding red stone walls, and countless huge rocks fell into the magma and were directly swallowed and melted away.

The threat of the phantom obviously played a role. The terrifying existence deep in the magma lake did not continue to take action. The old woman's hoarse and sharp voice kept echoing over the magma. "Yang Peiyao! If you dare to stop me from leaving the inheritance, I will die with you!"

The old man sneered, "If you were really sure to die with me and have already taken action, how could you have been here until now! I am not in the mood to interfere with you and leave your inheritance. I am here to take away some of the extreme fire flames here."

"Don't think about it! The Extreme Fire Anger Flame is the foundation of my inheritance and will never give it to you!"

"Old woman fire, don't think that others are as confused as you. You can't use all the extreme fire anger flames to activate this little girl!" The old man said in a cold voice, "You should know the nature of my deity. Since I am here, I will never retreat empty-handed. Will you give it to me?"

At the bottom of the magma lake, an old woman with a haggard face and snow-covered head and hair fell on the ground gritted her teeth, but she finally didn't tear her face with him. She raised her hand suddenly and screamed: "Get the thing and leave my territory immediately!"

A ball of flames of human heads broke out through the waves. Its color was dark and extremely sticky. In the surging, it looked like a ball of burning black mercury.

The old man waved his sleeves and took away Jihuofu Yan, turned around and took a step forward with a sneer, and his figure disappeared directly.

...

In the palace, the old man with eagle-eyed eyes and hooked nose was sitting in a chair. In the hall in front of him, countless rune lines were floating in the void and turned into a formation.

But although the formation is completed at this moment, the most critical object is missing. He is waiting for this object to arrive.

At this moment, a phantom stepped out of the space, took out a ball of sticky flames burning like mercury, took one step forward, and directly penetrated into his body.

The old man with eagle-eyed eyes and a hint of nose coughed lightly, and a faint mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that I have been sleeping for too long, and I am so weak."

His expression quickly regained his coldness. He glanced at the Qihuo Angry Flame in front of him, raised his hand and waved his sleeves. The Qihuo Angry Flame was immediately bombarded by a force and fell into the floating formation in the formation. It suddenly turned into countless black flames and quickly spread to every corner of the formation.

"The second exam begins."

...

In the palace, Mo Yu's eyes slowly opened, and his light flashed slightly, and some soul injuries and power loss had been recovered. He stood up and took away the cushion, opened the door of the palace with his sleeves, and left without hesitation after stepping under his feet.

But the moment he flashed out of the hall gate, his heart shrank violently, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly came, completely covering his mind!

Mo Yu looked up suddenly and saw a black spot suddenly appearing in the sky, and then expanded at an astonishing speed, just like the long river of flames in the sky bursting the dam, sprinkling countless streams of fire onto the earth!

And this flame is pure black, hot, destructive, and terrible aura that burns everything explodes wildly!

He was under the flames.

Seeing the black fire clearly, Mo Yu was frightened and felt a sense of being completely locked. He knew that he could not escape!

Since you can't escape, you can only resist!

Feeling the terrifying power of the black fire splashing from the sky, Mo Yu has no confidence in resisting it! But being unable to grasp it does not mean giving up resistance! Since you are not dead, you must naturally try your best!

With a low growl, all the qi and blood gushed out of every inch of blood and flesh in his body, and then it trembled wildly at the extreme frequency! The rich spiritual light gushed out from his body, quickly condensed into a piece of primordial armor, covering his whole body!

At the same time, strong soul waves exploded completely from Mo Yu's body, condensing the elementary power of heaven and earth, turning into a thick layer of elementary power shield, forming a second layer of protective power outside the body!

After doing these, the black fire had fallen to a hundred meters above the head. The terrifying temperature made the air twist! The abandoned palace lost all the protection of its power, and there was no fire spontaneous ignition under this high temperature. When it burned violently, the flames they burned were actually black!

The fire illuminated Mo Yu's face. He looked up at the black fire. His facial lines were firm and his eyes were cold and there was no fear at all!

In the last time, the spiritual light flashed in his hand one after another, and talismans were taken out by him and then crushed directly, turning into layers of protective forces, doing their best to improve their defense so that they could withstand the baptism of the terrifying stream fire!

boom!

The black fire fell to the ground, within a radius of 1,000 meters, and everything within the cover was instantly burned into ashes!

The blazing black flames soared into the sky, and several smokes rose, which vaguely turned into the word "purgatory" in the sky...

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