Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 508

[Chapter 508]

Along the way, Ding Hao also found the bodies of some human warriors and demon warriors.

They all lay scattered in the thick fog, some were hacked to death by swords, and some were shattered, as if torn apart by wild beasts. These people’s faces kept expressions of terror and surprise, which were extremely necessary. Obviously, It is a long-term battle with the atomized attackers, and the final strength is not good and falls.

Roughly speaking, there were at least a hundred dead bodies.

Ding Hao was keenly aware that about one-tenth of the dead corpses were in a strange shape, their hearts and heads were hollowed out, and all the water in their bodies was lost, like a thousand-year-old mummified corpse. The corpses seen on the beach at the end of the ancient road are exactly the same.

“Someone is hunting and killing the warriors of the two races, using this cruel method… what is it for?”

Ding Hao vaguely felt that this secret hunter should be the top martial king who assassinated him.

As time passed, Ding Hao had been in this foggy world for four days and four nights before he knew it.

By now, he has completely adapted to this rhythm of fighting all the time.

In the past four days and four nights, I don’t know how many mist creatures have been killed by him. Ding Hao’s nerves are like a tight bowstring. As long as there is any pressure, he can instantly make the most Correct responses, physical movements, and sometimes even before thinking.

kill!

Ding Hao strode forward.

The sword light and the sword light shot out from the rusty sword and the questioning knife in his hand, dazzling and dazzling, and in an instant, four or five ferocious beasts with a height of six or seven meters were chopped into several pieces.

The fog dissipated, and the giant beasts dispersed and disappeared.

But in the next moment, the fog rolled, and it would suddenly turn into a new skeleton or warrior, rushing up like a ghost.

Ding Hao’s figure is unrestrained and he doesn’t care.

But the sword in his hand seemed to have spirituality. It was slightly down to the ground, emitting a silver glow and red light. The sword qi burst out, as if it shot out like a beam of brilliance, and the mist monster could be easily disintegrated.

He can complete various moves and reactions unimpeded in an instant.

In the faint, there is a feeling that the whole person and the sword and the sword are one.

Ding Hao stabilized his profound energy cultivation in the realm of the great master of the Three Orifices.

In the past few days, Ding Hao has understood at least one third of the more than 200 sword fighting skills copied from the second floor of the Sword Building and the second floor of the Sword Building. It seems that he is half of Ding Hao’s body and soul, not only comprehending the essence of the moves, but also fully grasping the usage and timing of these moves. Thousands of swordsmanship and swordsmanship can be disassembled and connected at will, such as There is no trace of antelope hanging horns.

There are still about two-thirds of the sword floor combat skills and sword floor combat skills left, which are still being comprehended.

“It’s time to leave. The atomizing monsters here have a limited effect on my strength. They are not as strong as they were at the beginning. Even powerful atomizing monsters can’t threaten me!”

Ding Hao was thoughtful.

During these four days, he passed by the entrance of the third section of the ancient road, and the purple vortex gate kept flickering, and these few experiences finally made Ding Hao discover some clues about this foggy world——

The closer to the entrance of the Purple Vortex Gate, the lower the strength of the atomized monsters and attackers.

The ancient road is generally narrow and long, that is to say, the closer to the end of the third section of the ancient road, the higher the strength of the atomized attackers. In this way, you can go all the way toward the fog without relying on identifying the direction. Kill the most powerful places where the monsters are, and finally you can reach the end of the third section of the ancient road.

When Ding Hao came to the Purple Vortex Gate again, he decided to use this method to leave the mist world.

Practice has proved that this is a completely correct approach.

After spending about half a day, Ding Hao finally came to the end of the foggy world – the gray fog finally disappeared, and he came to a lawn about 50 meters wide. After the gray fog color, this crisp green finally made people happy.

Not surprisingly, above the lawn, there is a purple vortex door suspended.

This is the gate to the fourth section of the ancient road to the west.

Just like on the beach on the second section of the Ancient Journey to the West, Ding Hao found twenty or thirty corpses on the lawn.

These are the powerhouses of the human race and the demon race.

Some people struggled to get here and died of serious injuries, and some people seemed to die of cannibalism. Everyone’s storage tools and weapons were stripped off, and some beautiful-looking female warriors even lost their clothes. Naked, his lower body was bloody, obviously something extremely tragic happened.

After the death of the powerful monsters, the prototypes are basically revealed. They are all rare beasts. The body is undoubtedly decomposed, and the precious parts such as the monster crystal and the heart that can be used to make mysterious treasures are all Being dug up, this should be done by some human warriors. After all, for the human race, the body of the demon race is all treasures!

This is an extremely cruel world.

Especially when entering the ancient road of Journey to the West, whether it is a monster or a human, the morality of each other has long since lost the bottom line, and there is only a naked relationship of killing and interests between each other, even if it is a corpse, it will not be respected.

Ding Hao sighed and stepped into the fourth ancient road of the Journey to the West.

Ask Jianzong.

The short summer has passed, and the long winter has arrived.

The first heavy snow came early, and it would completely cover Wenjian Mountain within a radius of several hundred kilometers, and the whole world turned white. Selangor is located in the northernmost part of the Northern Territory, and has the longest winter in a year, occupying almost half of it. During the above time, thousands of miles of ice were frozen, and thousands of miles of snow drifted.

Li Jianyi stood quietly on the top of the main peak, looking to the south.

That is the direction of Qingzhou.

Today, it has been more than three months since Ding Hao and other sect’s most outstanding disciples entered the [Hundred Saints Battlefield]. It seems like a moment, but it seems to be extremely long. Li Jianyi really can’t wait for Ding Hao and others to come back. .

Today, Wen Jianzong has finally become the sect with the highest rank in Selangor, and has obtained the greatest support from the [Xuanshuang Shrine]. These days, Li Jianyi has been exhausted, almost sleepless day and night, for the revitalization of the sect, I don’t know the cost After a lot of thought, the long black hair like a waterfall is now half white, and the whole person looks as if he is fifty or sixty years old.

Li Jianyi knew very well in his heart that this was the last chance for the rise of Swordsman Sect.

If you can’t grasp it, then it will be impossible to surpass Qingping Academy in the future.

For the rise of Zongmen, Li Jianyi is willing to pay any price.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Li Jianyi still clearly remembers that when he was only the core disciple of the sect, his master, the head of the previous generation, was after attending the sect discussion conference. Afterwards, he returned to Wen Jianzong under the pressure of his injuries. He vomited blood and was dying. Before he left, he held his hand on the sickbed, and in front of dozens of elders of the sect, he passed the position of the head to himself, and he never forgot to rejuvenate. Sect…

I remember that before the old master was dying, he swore to God that he would make Wen Jianzong the overlord of Selangor.

The promises of the past are still ringing in my ears.

One hundred years have passed, and Tang Folei and others have worked hard to plan the overall situation, and finally saw the opportunity for revitalization. The rise of super geniuses such as Ding Hao, Feng Ning, and Xie Jieyu has made this opportunity more and more possible. .

It is a pity that Qingping College has not completely collapsed.

The master of Qingping Academy, who had seriously injured the old head at the Zongmen Discussion Conference, is still alive and well.

[Prodigy] The existence of such monster-level geniuses as Mu Tianyang makes Qingping Academy still able to compete with Wen Jianzong even if it loses in the sect discussion conference, without losing the slightest.

[Hundred Saints Battlefield] is an opportunity.

But it could also be an adventure.

“I don’t know how those little guys are now. In that unfamiliar world, the opportunities are endless, and the danger is extremely terrifying. If you are not careful, you may be wiped out.”

In Li Jianyi’s heart, he couldn’t let go of these teenagers.

Because he knew that those little guys-especially Ding Hao, who lived in the mountains later, are the hope for the real rise of the sect in the future.

“Entering the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] more than 20, although I don’t expect them all to come back alive, but there must be three or five who can return to the sect…” Looking at the snowflakes in the sky, Li Jianyi didn’t know why he suddenly had mixed feelings. Sigh softly.

He was once the most outstanding genius in the entire sect, but unfortunately, because of his age, he did not get to enter the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] until he was fifty years old. This is his lifelong regret.

The last time the [Hundred Sacred Battlefield] was opened was more than 40 years ago. There was a sect genius who had high hopes. Asking Sword Sect almost exhausted the resources of the entire sect to escort her into the [Hundred Sacred Battlefield]. In the end, the genius also broke into a great reputation and came back alive from the battlefield, but unfortunately…

It is a pity that the genius finally abandoned Wen Jianzong and joined another super sect in the Northern Territory.

This betrayal incident greatly damaged Wen Jianzong’s vitality.

Li Jianyi also blamed himself for this and changed his strategy of running the sect.

“I hope this time if someone walks out of the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] alive, this kind of thing won’t happen again, especially Ding Hao…” Li Jianyi couldn’t bear the corners of his mouth when he thought of this gentle and jade-like youth A smirk appeared.

This young man must be a gift from God to Wen Jianzong.

No matter how the world changes, Li Jianyi is very sure that this young man will never give up asking Jianzong.

“Actually, it seems that Wen Jianzong owes this young man too much. With his qualifications, if he joins other sects – even Qingping College, I’m afraid he will get more status and training…”

When Li Jianyi was contemplating, suddenly, there was a loud bang and a loud noise, which came from the cliff of the back mountain garbage area, and then saw a purple brilliance rising into the sky, like a dragon, in the sky for a long time Revolving, the purple light shone in the sky, and the entire mountain gate of Asking Sword Sect was turned purple.

what’s going on?