They are just major trial spirit beasts of Wanjian Sect, and in the final analysis, they are thoughtful and conscious existences.

Being possessed by the black demon energy is not a happy situation, so it is very painful.

The arrival of Xia Chenglong and the others happened to rescue these imprisoned lives, so they were extremely grateful at the moment of liberation.

When the spiritual energy was activated, the two men had delicate black soft armor on their bodies. This should be what the other party did before!

There are some regrets, and there is no way to make them live again. Of course, perhaps dying is the most beautiful ending.

The black net in the sky has disappeared, and it seems that it has returned to peace. They should be safe.

"Shit!"

This is, an eight-spike spider appeared from the side. Looking at its eyes, it turned out to be normal, which means it was not polluted by the black demon air.

If you guessed correctly, it should be that the Eight Spider King protected it before, so it was not eroded by the black demon energy.

Can they understand each other's words? This guy wants to take them out?

It seems that it really confirms the ancient truth that if you survive a great disaster, you will have good fortune.

So the two of them got on the guy's back and quickly headed forward.

In fact, just two or three kilometers behind this strange rock, there is an extremely long abyss. The abyss is endless, pitch black, exuding an evil aura and a dangerous smell.

There is an inconspicuous stone plaque with the word "Sword Abyss", which should be a very important part of the Wanjian Sect.

Logically speaking, there will be many people going down to hunt for treasures, but everyone hesitated after coming here because the dangerous feeling that the underground gives people is too strong and makes people have to be afraid.

Among these people, there was a team of people who were different. They were exploring the front and back and then going to a forest not far away, and then directly chose to rest cross-legged.

Someone walked over to an old man and bowed respectfully: "The Great Elder, it has been confirmed that no one has gone down before us."

The old man closed his eyes nodded as if nothing had happened: "Get back, let us be prepared, they will definitely come here."

"yes!"

These people were carrying swords behind their backs, and the badge on their chests was the famous sword-casting city logo. In addition, with their powerful strength, even if some strong people pay attention, they would not disturb them naturally without any boring trouble.

"Wow, it's finally out, grandma, my Shangtu Tu finally out."

White clouds and blue sky, green and dense forests, everything feels normal and comfortable.

After more than two hours of travel, they finally came out of the strange rock forest. How could this feel besides the word "satisfactory"?

After falling off the guy's back, the other party rubbed for a while and then turned around and left.

That strange stone forest is where he lives, and it’s nothing to go back.

The remaining Xia Chenglong and Shang Tutu walked easily among the woods.

"How is it, do you still want to go on an adventure with me?"

My previous experience probably left a shadow on Shangtu Tudi's heart, but fortunately, I got a black silk soft armor that could hit a warrior in the divine realm, but it was not considered completely unrealistic.

"Well..." Shang Tutu's voice elongated, "Although it's very dangerous to be with Brother Long, it's pretty good. I'll make it."

"Um!"

Xia Chenglong nodded. With his current strength, as long as he is not a very perverted guy, it is generally possible to ensure the safety of the two of them.

Waiting for the large army of a simple merchant, letting the other party leave, it can be considered as a job transfer.

There was a clear river water ahead, and the two of them cleaned up carefully. They were tossed hard before, and now they were radiant.

What's interesting is that the two tokens in his storage ring became different from before, as if they were very anxious, urging them to go forward.

Since there are instructions, they naturally want to take a look, so they can speed up.

When he came to a relatively loose forest, Xia Chenglong stopped in the Shangtu.

"Brother Long, what's wrong?"

It is not safe here. Shangtutu sensed it, but found no problems.

Before Xia Chenglong could speak, people appeared in front of them for no reason. Seeing their faces, they already knew who they were!

"Friends, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhu Wushuang, the great elder of the Sword Forging City, had a move against Yang Tian before and left. He came here to wait in advance by sensing the sword energy.

To be honest, Xia Chenglong has no big connection with the Sword Forging City, and he is very sure of this, so it is really hard to understand that the other party is so persistent in intercepting him.

"Do we have intersection?"

"No!"

...

Zhu Wushuang's answer was somewhat unexpected. Since there is no intersection, why is this so?

Xia Chenglong didn't say anything and was waiting for an explanation.

Sure enough, Zhu Wushuang spoke again: "It is rumored that my friend has a sword in his hand, which is extremely powerful. Can you borrow it and take a look?"

...

Come all the way to see a sword? Is there such a weird thing?

"for you!"

The incomplete Zang Long threw it to the other party without hesitation.

Hearing Xia Chenglong's words, Zhu Wushuang was a little excited and quickly caught the sword that was thrown over with both hands. However, after seeing Zang Long, he was a little disappointed, but he also looked at it seriously, and then frowned again.

"This sword is unfamiliar. If it was not damaged, it would definitely be a sharp weapon. It's just... hiss!" Zhu Wushuang was very interested in the sword and repeatedly pondered, "It's just that it was seriously injured. It's really hard to imagine how powerful it is to damage it like this?"

"That was indeed a disaster, I'm sorry for it."

"Um?"

Xia Chenglong's unconscious words surprised Zhu Wushuang!

For them, swords are the root of their lives. There are very few people who can understand swords, and even fewer people who can appreciate swords. As for those who can make friends with swords, there are very few people.

"Can the old man return to his sword?"

Zhu Wushuang did not return it immediately, but instead spoke again: "Can this sword be handed over to me? Maybe I can let it reappear. Of course, after repair, it will definitely be returned to Zhao intact without any conditions."

This is a challenge. As a famous swordsman, he couldn't help but make such a request.

However, it was rejected by Xia Chenglong.

After this, Zhu Wushuang pulled back from the impulse just now, smiled helplessly, and returned the sword carefully.

"The sword has been watched, what else is there?"

"Oh, that's right!" Zhu Wushuang looked at the elder behind him and turned his head back. "The sword of friends is indeed rare, but... I heard that you seem to have more than this sword. I don't know if you can borrow another one to see."

He knew that these guys were not that simple, just looking at his sword.

If that's right, it should be coming towards the Xiaotian Sword.

Long before, he felt the uniqueness of the Xiaotian Sword in the underground river of the Tu family's ancestral tomb.

Later, when Tu Cancan was saved, the sword also performed well.

So Sword City set its sights on him.
Chapter completed!