The place where Su Lin pointed to was the place where Old Man Jian lived in seclusion.

The inconspicuous crypt is constantly spraying out blue light full of psychedelic colors. This blue light is not a color that people can usually see and imagine, but it has a power that makes people feel refreshed and calm from the bottom of their hearts.

It is the light of the spiritual vein, the manifestation of the power of heaven and earth, the main source of vitality between heaven and earth, and the source of power that countless monks are striving for.

Seeing the blue light, all the monks who wanted to leave stopped and stared at it blankly, unable to walk a single step.

Zhu Huai was even more ineffective. She stared at the blue light, her eyes were already blurred, as if she was drunk or waking up after she had just woken up, and she was in a daze.

Spiritual veins are the fundamental opportunity for almost all plant monsters to surpass the ordinary. When they see their light, they will feel the throbbing from the depths of their hearts, which makes them fascinated by them.

Su Lin is one of the few exceptions that have already trained his mind to be as quiet as an ancient well and will no longer be moved by external objects. Therefore, he was not fascinated, but just stared at the charming blue light with an admiring look.

Influenced by the power of the spiritual veins, the big tree that had already dried up began to slowly regain its vitality, emitting hazy purple aura, which gradually turned into a pavilion. Among the pavilion, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous palace outfit was playing the piano and singing.

As she sang, the big tree slowly rose, and under the big tree, the deep crypt gradually unfolded its true appearance.

There are many rumors among the monks about this crypt in the Imperial Palace of the Great Chu State.

Some people say that this crypt contains an amazing amount of wealth, and when necessary, they can save the country from danger; some people say that this crypt hides the reason for the founding emperor Xiong Da Wushuang's divine power in the first place. If it can unravel its secrets, ordinary people can transform into a blood descendant of the divine beast; some people say that there are magic weapons that can suppress the fortune of the country. As long as you get it, anyone can create an immortal cultivation sect...

Various legends are more bizarre than the other, but only a few people know that the things hidden in this crypt are actually very ordinary.

It is actually a room, a house built with spiritual veins, allowing an extraordinary swordsman to live in seclusion.

There is a small courtyard in front of the house. There are a little spiritual medicine planted in the courtyard. Both the quantity and quality are very ordinary, because for the swordsman, these are just his flowers and plants.

The swordsmen in this crypt have indeed saved the country from danger more than once; if they obtain his true teachings, they can indeed allow ordinary people to gain extraordinary power; his existence does play a role in suppressing the fortunes of the country.

However, all of this has gradually lost its meaning as the swordsman grows older.

In recent decades, the old man has not even been able to leave the crypt. He who could only seal himself in the black ice has lost the power to protect this country. Well, it was indeed the case before. But the soil layer above the local cave disappeared as the tree rose. When the entire crypt was completely exposed, a bright red light rose into the sky.

This light is full of incomparable firmness and courage, just like the bravest warrior, who will never waver no matter what kind of danger he faces, and can even hold the sky with one hand and turn the tide down. This is the fortune of the martial arts, which will break through thousands of troops and travel thousands of miles, and the fortune will be the fortune of the brave! This fortune is so powerful that it is beyond imagination. When it emerges, the earth sounds, the sky shakes, the waves are temporarily calm, the wind and clouds temporarily stop, and even the dragon of luck that has been swelling has stopped.

At this moment, everything is quiet, only the bright red light echoes the cold green light not far away. The two luck are clearly separated, but full of strange harmony, and they seem to be resonating with each other. It is not that luck is resonating, but that luck is resonating with the owner. The two great luck people who are about to usher in the end of their lives, at the end of their lives, what they think, think and care about is the same thing.

nation!

After a moment, the echo of literary fortune and martial fortune made the dragon of luck in the sky excited. It swam happily, and its figure was no longer as blurred as before, but instead seemed extremely clear, so clear that even ordinary people on the ground could clearly see it.

"Dragon! It's a divine dragon!"

"Dragon... is he here to protect our Great Chu State?"

"Sure enough, the national fortune of my Great Chu has not yet declined! Have you seen it? Even the dragon is here to protect us!"

As the dragon of luck rolled, the sea defense officers and soldiers who had already been frightened by the sirens and were so scared that their legs were weakened. There was also a powerful force from nowhere that filled their bodies. At this moment, at least ten warriors loyal to the Great Chu State broke through the limit of the acquired realm and entered the Tao with martial arts.

Ten people broke through the innate realm together, which immediately caused the wind and clouds to change color. The roaring wind roared wildly towards the waves like a roar of beasts; the flying clouds turned into sharp blades, shooting from the sky towards the waves, cutting many sirens who were swaying claws to pieces, and even discoloring the sirens who were several times or dozens of times.

On the distant sea, the demon kings who had been watching the battlefield here changed their faces.

"What's going on?" Jin Xiazi frowned, with a bright light in her eyes. "This Dong Chu State should be just a mortal country. How could there be such a powerful guardian!"

Among the five economies, the fortune of heaven can suppress the country and make good weather; the fortune of good fortune can protect the people and benefit the people; the fortune of holy can educate the people and prosper all industries; the fortune of culture can be passed down through the ages and inherited continuously; the fortune of martial arts can break the formation and kill the enemy, and defend the country.

Facing a fierce enemy, no matter whether the enemy is a mortal or a monster, there is no difference.

The battle is gone, the kill is gone!

Once the majestic martial arts fortune appears, not only the strength of the officers and soldiers will be rapidly increased, but even the monks will be affected.

Many monks who had originally planned to escape saw this bright red light and felt excited courage in their hearts. They looked back at the mountainous rage, with no hesitation and fear in their eyes, but were filled with endless fighting spirit.

What's even more incredible is that endless power also surges out from their bodies, making them feel like they are reborn. At this moment, many people feel that they can do everything at this moment, and no matter what kind of enemy they are in front of them, they can completely crush them!

"Ha! What kind of power is this!" Senior Brother Laojun Guan clenched his fists excitedly, "It's amazing! Is this the feeling of luck? I didn't expect that I could have such a day!"

On his body, the whistling qi was as solid as the substance, and it even dispersed into the shape of countless blades - this is the special magic "Ten Thousand Blades" he has been practicing, and once he has practiced, it can transform the qi into thousands of blades. These blades gather and disperse impermanently. When they disperse, they can sweep thousands of troops and horses. When they gather, they can thorn the enemy into pieces. It is one of the strongest tricks passed down from Laojun to the past dynasties.

According to his cultivation level, the Wanbian Jue was not even small in Chengdu, but now with the blessing of the martial arts fortune emitted by the old man Jian, his Wanbian Jue suddenly jumped to the realm of great success, and even compared with the ancestors of Ningyuan.

"No wonder, junior brother, you have been thinking about seizing luck! Luck is indeed a good thing!" Zhu Quan was much calmer compared to the excitement of his senior brother. He did not get carried away because of the sudden increase in his power, and there was no joy on his face. He looked at the bright red light pillar with only strict vigilance. He did want strength, but what he wanted was the power that could be controlled by himself; he did want to seize luck, but what he wanted was his own luck!

The luck they have now is just the aftermath of the old man Jian; the reason why this martial fortune is blessed to them is to make them fight for the Dongchu Kingdom and fight to the death. Zhu Quan disdains such luck! Whether it is luck or strength, it is all for the pursuit of immortality and tools for transcendence. In order to obtain these tools, he has to pay his life as a price. Isn’t this to lose the roots and the end?

Zhu Quan has always claimed to be a wise man, and a wise man will never be confused by the immediate interests. He does not mind working hard at critical moments, but the price of fighting hard is to be able to really grab the benefits into his own hands, rather than just like now, if some benefits are given by others, which may be taken away at any time.

So he sneered and gently patted the elder brother's back heart with a palm. At the same time, he poured his true energy into his words, making a low voice like a roar.

"Calm down!"

The eldest brother was shocked and suddenly felt like a basin of cold water was poured on his head. The Resui immediately dissipated a lot. Zhu Quan then told him this truth, and his final enthusiasm was completely dispelled and disappeared.

"Damn old dog! I'm almost dead and hurting people!" The enthusiasm disappeared, and anger surged into my heart. The elder brother looked at the Xuanbing that was rising from the crypt with viciousness, and his eyes were almost spitting out of fire, "I'll kill him now!"

Zhu Quan had to hold him back again, and the two hurriedly retreated to the ground to avoid being seen by the old man Jian. Although the old man was about to die, he was not dead after all. Judging from his luck, he was afraid that he had used some special means to re-energize his power to the peak state at this moment. The old man Jian in this state was not something that only two gang-refining cultivators could provoke!

Anyway... this old guy must have taken action against those sirens. Even if he has the ability to go all out of heaven and earth, he will have to go through a lot of trouble when facing those sirens who cannot be killed. Maybe when he killed all the sirens, he finally exhausted his last power and was really dead.

If that is the case... Zhu Quan looked at the red light of Wuyun that became more vigorous with Xuanbing, and his eyes were filled with greed.

"Compared with Wen Yun, Wu Yun is indeed more pleasing to me!"

Principle: Wu Jie and others who were fighting fiercely were also blessed by Wu Yun. Their power surged in an instant, and several people even meant to break through the bottleneck.

The wounds on Zhu Wen Wudi's body were all calmed down in a blink of an eye, and patterns appeared on his shoulders and the back of his heart and heart, like the heads of four ferocious beasts. He waved his fist and smashed the more than ten sirens in front of him with just one punch, and then looked at his fist in surprise.

"Huh? It seems that some family has broken through! This is the power of true energy!"

His eyes were a little confused. He obviously didn't understand why he stepped into the realm of Condensing Yuan from the realm of refining the Gang, but this confusion lasted less than tenth of the breath and was replaced by ecstasy and fighting spirit.

"Don't worry about it! Kill it first and then talk about it!"

He rushed out with a crazy smile, and the figure of a ferocious beast appeared behind him. His whole body was like a cannonball that was out of the cavity, bombing out all the way, knocking at least hundreds of sirens into pieces.

"Happy! Happy! This is the power of true energy! I didn't expect that a certain family would also condense into true energy!"

The same situation also happened to many people. For example, Lin Ye's sword light was divided into two instantly, killing the two refining siege monsters who were originally fighting against him. Qin Jing's fist hit a siege monster's turtle shell, not only knocking the guy to pieces with the turtle shell, but the aftermath even passed through its body and shocked the snake spirit behind it to death...

Wu Jie was no exception. At this moment, he felt a strong fighting spirit rise in his heart. This fighting spirit burned him from the inside to the outside, and it seemed that he had really turned into a burning flame.

Originally, with his strong fortune, the martial luck of the old man Jian could not affect him. But at this moment, his fortune had been temporarily suppressed by the fierce killing, so the martial luck played its due role.

At the moment when Wu Yun was in power, his control over the flames broke through the original limit and rushed to a higher level.

"kill!"

Wu Jie roared, grabbed the void with his right hand, and the dark red natal sword appeared. With his waving, he attached all the flames in a large area around him, condensed into a giant long sword more than thirty feet, and slashed hard at the countless squad demon army in front of him.

As the sword came, no matter what race or cultivation level the Siren was, they could not resist it, and they could not even scream. They were cut into two pieces and then burned into ashes. "Hmph, turning into part of the flame, which instead made the flame burn even more fiercely.

At this moment, Wu Jie felt an inexplicable enlightenment.

You can win! Although there are many Siren in front of you, you can win!

He laughed, his whole body burned, and in an instant he turned into a fire giant close to ten feet. He waved a huge long sword that was almost three times his height, and started the killing without mercy.

So what if there are so many sirens in front of you! Just as Sun Wukong said in Journey to the West, you can kill a group of people, kill a group of people, then climb over, and then climb over... The world will soon be purified.

Although doing this seems to be a suspicion of excessive killing, these sirens have been spending a good life and rushed to the world to shout and kill. That is to seek self-destruction, who can you blame?

This is like the American soldiers on Earth, a good day in the world of flowers, but if you have to run to harm Iraq, you deserve it!

Wu Jie started a killing here, and was killing happily, but a strange throbbing suddenly arose in his heart.

There seems to be something happening in Changning City!

At about the same moment, all the people who were blessed by the martial eunuch felt this strange throbbing.

Countless eyes were cast towards Changning City, crossing the huge waves like mountains and looking at the mysterious ice that had already floated into the air.

This piece of black ice was floating in the red Wuyun light column, reflected in the whole body, and reflected the figure of the old man inside.

"Senior Ji?! Why did he come out? Didn't Fellow Daoist Xiao say that he has exhausted his energy and will die immediately once he leaves the crypt!" Wu Jie was shocked and did not understand why Senior Ji suddenly sought death.

But when he saw the huge wave that was within reach of Changning City, he immediately understood.

It’s not that you are afraid of seniors who want to die, but that things have reached the most critical moment and you have no choice!

But... even if Senior Yiji looks weak now, what's the use of it?

Wu Xie remembered the scene when he visited his senior last time. The old man who had made him look up to him was already in a state of great age. Many cracks appeared on his body, which seemed to collapse directly at any time and turned into countless pieces. His momentum had fallen to the extreme, as if he would fall down when blown by the wind.

With such a body, what can I do?

Just as Wu Jie's puzzled eyes, Old Man Ji's words came from Xuanbing

"I am a person who has protected this country for three hundred years. For three hundred years, I have waved the sword in my hand, killed countless demons and monsters, and have been protecting the peace of the country."

His voice was very low and had little power, but it had a charm that pointed directly at the heart of the people. It seemed that his heart was moved by these words and could not help but feel shocked.

"Now I am old and I don't have enough strength to swing my sword. But the country still needs me, and I still want to draw my sword again and fight the final battle for this country."

"The residents of Changning City and the people of the Great Chu State, please lend me some of your strength so that I, a useless old man, can draw my sword again!"

With his words, the lights lit by thousands of households in Changning City suddenly emitted bright light, and countless lights rose slowly and gathered from all directions.

Xuanbing exploded to pieces in an instant, and completely shattered with the body of the old man inside. But countless lights had gathered together and condensed into a young man wearing a green and white robe and a long and short sword.

The young man's figure was blurred, but his eyes were full of brilliance and determination. It made people just look at his face and they were filled with the courage to fight. He did not rush to draw his sword, but walked to the sky to pray.

"Humanity is the best. My disciples vowed to protect the Great Chu Kingdom in the past, and today they will be rewarded with merits. But now the country is in trouble and the people are in trouble. My disciples are willing to use the merits accumulated over three hundred years and a wisp of residual soul to exchange for a moment of time and swing their swords to battle again!"

Deafening thunder sounded in the void, and his figure became clear in an instant.

Senior Ji, who was rejuvenated, smiled, and then he drew his sword.

It was a long sword with rusty marks, but with his pulling the sword, the rust on the sword quickly disappeared and turned into a clear and clear sword light like a pool of autumn water. He raised his sword and pointed it at the waves that were close to Changning City.

"This sword is called Ri Yitian!"

After saying that, he slashed down with one sword.
Chapter completed!