The Nether Palace is only a few hundred miles apart from the Great Freedom Palace.

It also forms a world of its own.

However, unlike the environment surrounded by the immortal energy of the Great Freedom Palace, the entire Nether Palace is full of ghost energy and blood mist.

Especially the center of Nether Palace is simply a huge pool of blood.

In the center of the blood pool, a huge blood lotus floated. Above the blood lotus, a figure shrouded in blood mist was sitting cross-legged in the center of the blood lotus.

The figure's face was blurry, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and the blood was lingering around him.

In front of him, a beautiful woman was kneeling.

Both of them both fell on a blood-colored mirror in front of them, and a figure fell on the mirror image, which was Ye Xiu's figure.

"The man you are waiting for is him?" As the picture disappeared, the blurry blood-colored figure muttered softly, with a cold voice without any emotion.

"Yes!" The beautiful woman knelt there respectfully and nodded.

"You should understand that even if you go, he will be dead forever..." The blood-colored figure still said coldly.

"Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, the disciple must go..." The beautiful woman said resolutely.

"Even if all memories are erased for this, I will be buried in the sea of ​​blood forever?"

"Yes!" The woman cut off the railway.

"Crazy..." The blood-colored figure who had no feelings at all actually sighed softly.

"Please help me..." The woman put her hands on the ground, kowtowed and bowed to the blood-colored figure again.

"This is your own choice, I won't stop you, go..." The blood-colored figure sighed softly, and with a casual move, a black flag appeared in his hand, wrapping the woman's body, turning into a stream of light with the woman.

, rushed out of the bleeding pool and flew towards the sky!

In the world, what love is, it makes people agree with each other!

Mortals!

Looking at the woman's departure, the bloody figure sighed softly in his heart.

The gate of Shushan Jianzong, thousands of kilometers away from Kunlun Mountain.

Unlike the Great Zizai Palace and the Nether Palace, the major sects that claim to be the same world, the mountain gate of the Shushan Sword Sect is formed by connecting several secret realms.

Among them, located on the Shushan Mountain in the original Shushan Jiange, a man in blue was sitting cross-legged on a cliff, with an ordinary iron sword inserted in front of him.

At this time, a sword light shot from the distant sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of the man.

A beautiful woman wearing a white brocade dress and floating black hair stood above a flying sword, standing in the air, looking down at the man in green.

The man in green woke up from his meditation and looked up at the woman in white.

"Is there anything wrong?" Facing the female sword fairy who made countless disciples of Shushan Sword Sect excited, the man said in a cold tone.

"He appeared..." the woman in white said lightly.

"Hmm?" The man in green was stunned. Of course he understood who he was.

"He has now become the holy lord of the Tianwu Sect. All major sects have sent masters to gather in the Tianwu Sect to uproot him and the entire Tianwu Sect..."

"What do you think of the leader?" asked the man in green.

"The entire sect is in seclusion and is not allowed to go out!" the woman said lightly.

"Thank you for me!" The man in green stood up from the ground and was about to break through the void and leave, but was stopped by the woman.

"Lu Jiujian, your cultivation level is not in the Nascent Soul stage now. What's the use even if you go?" the woman said angrily.

"I have nine swords!" The figure of the man in green did not stop, but left this seemingly inexplicable word. The figure had already tore through the sky and left the secret realm of Shushan.

Looking at the direction where the man in green disappeared, the woman in white stamped her feet with hatred: "You idiot, even if you understand the true meaning of the sword, you can understand the nine sword intents, and you can pass on the nine sword intents with your current cultivation level.

sword?"

After saying this, the woman was about to follow the man in Qing to leave the secret realm of Shushan, but a figure blocked her way.

When he saw this figure, the woman's body suddenly stiffened and she quickly bowed to the person who came and said, "Disciple has seen Master!"

The woman in white is named Murong Xue, who was once the most proud disciple of Xuanyuan Wudi, the master of Jiange Pavilion in Shushan.

And she only has one master in her life, and she is Xuanyuan Wudi.

No one had ever thought that Xuanyuan Wudi, who was framed by Long Yao and fell into the void with Chu Tiannan, had already returned to the earth. Not only that, his cultivation level had reached an unfathomable level.

No one knows what kind of strength this former kendo man has now.

"You are going too?" Xuanyuan Wudi glanced at his most doting disciple and said softly.

"I..." Murong Xue didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I, a sword monk, do not seek immortality, but only seek to achieve success with one sword. He does this better than you..." Xuanyuan Wudi sighed softly.

Murong Xue lowered her head.

"If you want to go, go!" Looking at Murong Xue with a rosy face, Xuanyuan Wudi muttered softly.

"Thank you, Master!" Murong Xue respectfully bowed to Xuanyuan Wudi, turned around and flew into the sky.

Xuanyuan Wudi didn't say anything else, but just took out a simple long sword from his body, threw it into the sky, and instantly sank into Murong Xue's body.

Murong Xue trembled all over and turned to thank her master again, but found that Xuanyuan Wudi's figure had gradually dissipated.

Murong Xue burst into tears in an instant. She knew that the sword was the master's sword soul and the master's lifelong hard work.

...

Longteng Kingdom, the South China Sea!

On an unknown island.

A teenage girl was stepping on the beach barefoot, punching at the waves that were rushing towards her. Not far behind her, two men and one woman were surrounding a rock

, while watching the little girl practicing boxing in the sea, she whispered to discuss something.

"The news is confirmed?" The one who spoke was the slender woman with long silver hair.

"Well, it's absolutely true!" the tall man nodded.

"Since that's the case, what are we waiting for? We couldn't accompany our boss to the Sith Empire last time. This time we can't let the boss face those guys alone!" The man who was over one squat in height clenched his fists and snorted coldly.

One sound.

"We've all gone, what should I do if Meng Dan?" the silver-haired woman said in embarrassment.

Both men were embarrassed. At this moment, the sea, which was originally calm, suddenly surging. The three of them turned their heads and saw the girl walking quickly, rushing into the sea.

In the center, with one hand, a huge wave formed out of thin air, and turned into a figure with a human face and snake body, and a pair of dragons. The little girl jumped and stood on the head of this figure.

A powerful aura spreads.
Chapter completed!