Jiang Deng's body lightened.

After she realized that she had already left the sword tomb and came to the square of the main peak.

With Jiang Deng's sudden appearance, everyone in the square looked at the sword of Zhu Xie who was held in Jiang Deng's hand.

This sword is red all over, contains extremely powerful spiritual energy, and the fierce and domineering sword energy. It is clearly a top-grade spiritual sword at the heavenly level!

"Is this... this is the legendary sword of the evil cultivator who defeated evil cultivators?"

"The previous master of Zhu Xie Sword is Liang Wei, the seventh-generation sect leader of Taichu Sword Sect. The sect leader of Liang hates evil cultivators the most and uses Zhu Xie Sword to kill tens of thousands of evil cultivators throughout his life!"

"It is rumored that the Sword of Evil Killing Evils can kill evil spirits in the world, and its reputation is far-reaching. It is known as the two major spiritual swords of Taichu Sword Sect, together with the Undefeated Sword,"

...

Such a powerful spiritual sword was actually pulled out by Jiang Deng, who had a useless spiritual root?

Everyone looked at Jiang Deng in disbelief. Even Xia Chenqing, who had always been calm, was surprised. He thought to himself that maybe the master and the peak masters had read it wrong. Jiang Deng's talent is actually no less than Lin Jun, a peerless genius...

"Sister!" Jiang Zhiling ran to Jiang Deng excitedly, "I also pulled out a sword. Do you want to see?"

"OK."

Jiang Deng nodded. When she went to the core area of ​​the sword tomb, she didn't meet Jiang Zhiling. Could it be that Jiang Zhiling had already drawn out a heavenly-level spiritual sword and left the sword tomb?

Yes, Jiang Zhiling has such a high talent in swordsmanship, and it is not surprising that she draws out a heavenly level spiritual sword at the fastest speed.

"Dangdangdang!"

Under Jiang Deng's expectant gaze, Jiang Zhiling excitedly took out her sword.

Three feet long, black and quite round, without even the edge of the sword.

Wait...Is this thing a sword?

Jiang Deng looked at the fire stick held in his hand by Jiang Zhiling.

It's okay if you look weird, but the most important thing is that you can't feel any spiritual power! It's just a mortal sword...

Jiang Deng's mouth twitched slightly, "Zhiling, why don't we change the sword? Do you use the Sword of Zhu Xie?"

Hearing the sound, Zhu Xiejian looked at Jiang Zhiling.

When it discovered that Jiang Zhiling was not only a celestial spirit root, but also an extremely rare innate sword bone, it was immediately excited and couldn't wait to become Jiang Zhiling's natal sword.

But Jiang Zhiling shook her head decisively, "I don't want it."

Sword of Evil: "..."

If Jiang Deng has a magic sword, she doesn’t like it, but why doesn’t this little girl look down on it?

Jiang Zhiling explained: "Sister, I want this sword. This sword gives me a very strange feeling. I can feel it summoning me, not to mention that I have already taken it into my natal sword and cannot be changed. If you don't believe me, look."

As he said that, Jiang Zhiling inserted the sword into the back of her neck, and then inserted it smoothly...

Jiang Deng was stunned. This, this is OK?

She knew that the natal sword could be stored in the sea of ​​consciousness and dantian, but she had never seen a situation like Jiang Zhiling who directly inserted the sword into her neck!

However, since she could be inserted, she had not caused any damage to Jiang Zhiling. It seems that she doesn't have to worry that Jiang Zhiling only got a mortal sword, which should be a very powerful sword.

But this sword is like the Chongguang Sword, and it is seriously damaged and needs Jiang Zhiling's innate sword bone to nourish it...

Thinking of this, Jiang Deng asked again: "Can you still take it out?"

Jiang Zhiling scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly: "It seems to be growing in my body for the time being. We have to wait until its damage is repaired before we can take it out."

Jiang Deng also breathed a sigh of relief. After he could take it out, let Atu take a look. After all, Atu is the strongest existence in the Taichu Sword Sect, so what should he know.

Soon, six hours after the sword tomb was opened, Leng Baige took the Dream Back Sword and came out of the sword tomb.

It seems that under his bitter begging, Meng Huijian's compassion moved, and gave Leng Baige another chance to draw the sword.

Xia Chenqing closed the teleportation array leading to the sword tomb, looked at the disciples in front of him, and said loudly: "Because it has caught up with the once-in-a-century sect ranking battle, this year's sect competition will be opened early."

"Any monks under the age of thirty in the Sword Sect can sign up for the sect competition. According to their own realm, they can register for the corresponding war zone. The leader of the Foundation Building War Zone is the reward of a mustard seed. If you apply spiritual power to warm it up, you can give birth to a small world."

"As for the competition inside the sect, it will be officially opened in three days. All the fellow disciples can go to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall to register now!" After saying this, Xia Chenqing left with his sword.

When he was in place, Jiang Deng's eyes lit up.

Mustard seeds?

Although this thing is precious, it is a waste of money for most people because it is very difficult to make it sprout. The foundation-building monks can keep it warm for at least one year to make it sprout, but it is extremely easy for ginger lamps.

Because her chaotic power contains vitality, the mustard seed seeds can soon sprout!

Once the mustard seed seed germinates, a small world that belongs to you will be formed!

Not only does it contain more things than storage bags, but the most important thing is that time in the small world passes by. If you put it in, you can grow normally, and even better than growing in the outside world!

Jiang Deng couldn't wait to say, "Zhiling, let's go sign up!"

"Okay, sister!" Jiang Zhiling nodded obediently.

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Miscellaneous Affairs Hall.

It's getting darker now, but there are not many people queuing up to sign up.

The two disciples assigned to the jury hall were responsible for registering, Che Wei and Pang Dahai. They were busy at dawn to the present, even if they were monks, they could not stand it.

Che Wei stretched and yawned, "Next, name."

"Ginger lamp."

A faint voice sounded.

What, what? Ginger lamp!

Che Wei and Pang Dahai woke up instantly and quickly looked up at the woman who walked in front of them.

Although they had never seen Jiang Deng, they had heard of Jiang Deng's series of actions. Jiang Deng did so many bad things just because Jiang Deng did, which made the sect leader and the peak masters so angry that no one dared to pretend to be her!

Especially Jiang Deng had the identity jade plaque of the Lord of Zangfeng Peak tied around her waist, how could it be fake?

Pang Dahai smiled and said, "Jiang, Master Jiang Feng, why are you here too? Are you here to inspect our work? We have worked so seriously!"

Jiang Deng frowned, "No, I'm here to sign up for the inside competition."

As soon as these words came out, they shocked the chins of the people around them.

The peak master actually came to register for the inside competition himself?

Do you want to be so... weird!

Che Wei was shocked and said, "This, how could this peak master sign up for the inside competition? The Taichu Sword Sect has never had such a precedent!"

Jiang Deng chuckled, "What, is there a rule that the Taichu Sword Sect cannot participate in the inner competition?"

Everyone: "..."

There is no such rule because the Taichu Sword Sect has never produced a peak master with a low cultivation level like Jiang Deng!

Now the weakest peak leader in history is coming to participate in the inner competition again? What are you doing!
Chapter completed!