Chapter 16 The Mysterious Subspace

The purple flames in Ziyou evil ghost's eye sockets danced from distance to bursting with fierce purple awns, as if they wanted to pierce all the secrets, but found nothing.

The creature with a delicious soul disappeared right under his nose.

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As if passing through the water, the heavy resistance made Chen Zong's body sluggish. It seemed that a long time had passed, but in fact it was only a short moment. Chen Zong passed through the water curtain-like barrier, landed heavily, and made a dull sound.

The severe pain continued to spread from the right palm, sweeping the whole body, the whole arm twitched uncontrollably, and an evil and fierce force continued to spread from the right palm to the arm with the severe pain, eroding away to the body, and the soul was even more affected. The impact of an evil force, the mental consciousness is in a trance.

Fortunately, Chen Zong's soul was strong enough, and he quickly recovered from this shock.

It was as if an invisible sharp blade was rushing to cut and tear, making Chen Zong frown, feeling that his own vitality seemed to be being destroyed little by little.

Not daring to hesitate at all, Chen Zong immediately scanned the surroundings, covered by spiritual consciousness, and didn't feel any danger, so he took out the healing pills and the pills for restoring spiritual power and swallowed them, and operated the exercises to dissolve the power of the pills.

As the power of the elixir was dispelled, the spiritual power quickly recovered, and the medicinal power of the healing elixir also competed with the terrifying force that invaded the body. With the cooperation of the spiritual power, they surrounded him in all directions.

It's just that Chen Zong discovered that the power of the elixir, his own spiritual power and the power of the heart sword could not expel the power full of death breath well, but could only compress it continuously, and finally blocked a finger of his left hand superior.

It can be seen that Chen Zong's little finger has changed drastically, the whole body is gray and black, and there is a palpitating death breath fluctuation.

Cutting off the little finger might be a way, but Chen Zong didn't intend to do that. He only waited for Ziyun Zhenyan's power to recover, and then mobilized Ziyun Zhenyan to burn the power inside.

The right palm was pierced, and there was a pothole, but under the power of the elixir, it recovered a little bit. In addition, Chen Zong's body training had reached the second level of the Dragon Power Realm, and his self-healing ability was stronger than the ordinary Transcendent Realm. Strong, even so, it will take a lot of time to fully heal.

Chen Zong couldn't help showing a wry smile, this time, he almost fell.

But there is no way, King Fuyun has already made it very clear that when entering the Liegu battlefield, there is a danger of death, but before encountering it, there is often a little luck left in the subconscious, but when it really comes, it is so unprepared .

Fortunately, Chen Zong is not an ordinary person,

Remind yourself all the time, so when the crisis of death comes, respond quickly and explode with all your strength.

It's just that the gap is too big.

Even though I exploded with all my strength, I still couldn't resist the opponent's blow, and felt that the opponent's blow did not use all my strength.

If he tried his best, he might be dead by now.

He is not dead now, but his injuries are not serious. His whole body strength has been significantly affected, greatly reduced, and even the gloves of the first-grade spiritual weapon were crushed.

"Where is this place?" Chen Zong stood up and looked carefully.

This is a very spacious hall. There are nine huge pillars supporting the roof of the hall. Each pillar is covered with unique lines, one after another, like sword marks interlaced, very complicated.

Spiritual consciousness swept across, but found nothing, which made Chen Zong even more puzzled.

"Could it be a secondary space?" A thought popped up suddenly.

King Fuyun once said that there are dangers in the Liegu battlefield, but there are also opportunities.

One of the so-called sources of danger is the battlefield evil spirits that wake up after nightfall. Of course, there are also other geniuses from various fields who entered the Liegu battlefield.

Opportunities are secondary spaces.

Like the sanctuary, the sub-space was also built by the upper sect of the upper domain, but there is a difference, that is, most of the sub-spaces were built by the upper sect of the upper domain, and a few sub-spaces are the inheritance left by some strong people.

Subspaces are rarer than shelters, and better than shelters, too.

Because the shelter only provides a protection, so that people can spend the night on the battlefield in a relatively safe way, and avoid being chased and killed by evil spirits.

In the subspace, it is expected to benefit.

Gongfa, martial arts, elixir, weapons, etc., are all possible.

Of course, it is also possible to get nothing.

After confirming that this is a secondary space, Chen Zong's mind became active.

Not long after the Liegu battlefield opened, I should be the first person to enter this space, and the things inside should not have been taken away.

Just, where?

Chen Zong walked to the first pillar and examined it carefully. Looking at the lines like sword marks on it, he unconsciously put his mind into it.

Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to see a vague figure, holding a sharp sword, and slashed out with a sword. The trajectory seemed simple, but it implied mystery, incomparably agile and sharp, and each sword carried an indescribable charm.

Each sword mark represents a sword, densely criss-crossed.

I don't know how long it has passed, Chen Zong came to his senses, and when he looked intently again, he felt that the sword marks on this pillar were no longer so chaotic, but became orderly, and a certain pattern was ready to emerge.

Thoughtful, Chen Zong walked to the second pillar and continued to watch.

Each of the nine pillars is covered with sword marks, which are similar and different. From this point, it can be seen that the sword marks on the nine pillars were made by the same person.

"It's not some advanced swordsmanship." After seeing the sword marks on the nine pillars, Chen Zong thought about it.

Based on Chen Zong's attainments in swordsmanship, one can fully see some of the mysteries in it. Those sword marks are traces left by very simple swordsmanship.

How simple is the sword technique?

It is the basic sword technique.

Basic swordsmanship is the foundation of swordsmanship, the simplest moves, but under the sword of that unknown strongman, it becomes not simple at all, and contains unique mysteries.

This kind of mystery made Chen Zong feel unclear. Obviously, the opponent's attainment in swordsmanship was even better than his own. As for how much he surpassed, he couldn't be sure.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Zong pondered carefully, and an intuition told himself that the sword marks on the nine pillars were the key.

If you can't understand it, even if you enter the secondary space, it's just to avoid the evil spirits under the night of the outside world.

After calming down, Chen Zong glanced over the eight pillars, and after scanning all the sword marks on them, as if he wanted to engrave them deeply in his mind, he immediately closed his eyes, and his breathing became long, almost silent.

At the same time as enlightenment, Ziyun Zhenyan's power is also slowly recovering.

Time passed slowly.

In Chen Zong's mind, there seemed to be a sword light flashing past, that sword light was simple and direct.

Immediately, the second sword light lit up, stabbing forward without hesitation, piercing through everything.

Third way!

Fourth way!

Fifth way!

More and more sword lights flashed in my mind, more and more dense, criss-crossing, like ten thousand swords firing together, shining extremely brightly, each sword light may be similar or different.

Chen Zong's expression was extremely solemn, and the thousands of sword lights seemed to break his mind.

Gradually, thousands of sword lights approached slowly, and finally condensed into one. The sword light was extremely majestic, extremely dazzling, filled with amazing brilliance, and the radiance was so powerful that it seemed to shine on the heavens.

Chen Zong's body was also affected, as if he was not under his control, his spiritual power surged, and the power of the heart sword and the power of Qingyun also permeated in an instant, and merged into one in an instant.

And pointing like a sword, it seems to be slashing in the air, and it seems to be stabbing out in the air, it seems to have no power at all, it is like a wisp of smoke, but when that sword light breaks out of the air, the momentum Mighty, like the roar of wind and thunder, earth-shattering, bursting out with terrifying power, destroying everything.

With a bang, a cyan sword light split through the air, as if a sword split the space in the hall into two.

Chen Zong also felt that the power in his body was drained in an instant, and a burst of emptiness filled his whole body.

Even so, the feeling of killing with a sword in an instant fell into the soul like a brand, allowing Chen Zong to grasp it.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine changes, integrated into one sword move..." Chen Zong muttered to himself while swallowing the elixir to restore his spiritual power.

It turned out that the sword marks on the nine pillars add up to nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. Each of them is very simple, just the traces left by basic sword techniques, but they are different from each other.

Only when he comprehended thoroughly did Chen Zong understand that each sword mark was actually a change of sword technique, and when all the sword marks were thoroughly comprehended and integrated, he could understand that it was actually a single sword move.

A frighteningly powerful sword move was sent out with all the strength in his body.

With a buzzing sound, there was a sudden change, and the nine pillars trembled, and the sword marks on them radiated light, and the whole hall seemed to vibrate endlessly.

At the same time, in the upper domain of Qingtian, on the edge of a high mountain cliff, there is a small pavilion built, facing the sea of ​​clouds rolling beyond the cliff, the sunlight is directly shining, changing colorful brilliance, which is very gorgeous.

In the small pavilion, there were two people sitting on the ground, separated by a small round stone table, on which were placed crystal clear white jade gourds and two extremely delicate white jade wine glasses, in which there was amber wine, and the smell of wine was rising , curling up, like a dragon shadow coiling around.

When one of the middle-aged men in Tsing Yi was about to pick up the wine glass, he was startled suddenly, and immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Li, why are you happy?" The black-robed man sitting opposite the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi asked curiously when he saw the smile on the corner of the other's mouth.

"Interesting thing." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, picked up his wine glass and took a sip: "The sword move I left in the secondary space of the Liegu Battlefield was enlightened by others."

"But your sword skills and sword moves?" The black-robed man raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise: "It's incredible that someone in the middle and lower regions can comprehend it."

"In that place, I left the first trick and dismantled it into nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of changes. You need to understand all the changes before you can hopefully comprehend it." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi put down his wine glass and smiled slightly: " But in fact, what I really left behind is a spirit sword. I just need to find the mechanism, and I can get the spirit sword. As for the sword move, I never thought that anyone would be able to understand it. It was just a whim at the time. through."

"Your sword technique is mysterious. Different people comprehend it, and the sword moves are also different, but I don't know what kind of sword move this person can comprehend?" It's the sword move itself.

"If there is a destiny, I will know in the future." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly.

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