Jun Wuxie took the ancient demon centipede king away from the eight or nine mysterious palace and appeared in front of the cave abyss.

It's very quiet and the environment is very depressing.

Under the abyss, the light of the other side of the flower shines, bright red as blood.

"Master, what do you want to do?"

The ancient demon centipede stared at the two coffins in the center of the abyss, with fear and fear in their eyes.

"The ancient demon centipede king is actually so cowardly. They have been sleeping for a long time. Millions of years have passed, and you are still so scared."

Jun Wuxie glanced at the Demon Centrifugal King. This guy was probably scared by Linglong and Yao Taoist back then, otherwise how could this be?

"Master, you don't know that the demon Taoist is too terrible, Linglong is even more terrifying. Although I am the demon centipede king, I am far from their opponent. I am just a Saint Emperor's Little Heavenly Territory, under the long seal,

The strength is not enough. But the demon Taoist is different. He wakes up every ten thousand years, and his strength will gradually recover to the peak after waking up, so his strength has not been greatly reduced. As for the leader of Linglong, even if she

No matter how weak she is, once she is angry, she will die, let alone me, even the demon Taoist will die. Back then, she killed a large number of half-step Saint Ancestors with one move, and even the half-step Saint Ancestors who survived were severely injured, which was boundlessly terrifying...

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"Although Linglong is very strong, it is not as terrible as you think. As for the demon Taoist, he is still sleeping now. As long as he doesn't make too much noise, he shouldn't wake him up."

Jun Wuxie said as he stepped onto the stone bridge again, stepped on the slippery moss, and came to the stone platform in the center of the abyss.

His eyes swept across the volatil flowers growing on the edge, and Jun Wuxie felt a little warm.

Sauration is an excellent resource for improving the realm.

Although the rest is not as good as before, it is enough for him and Xu Yanning to improve two levels.

However, it is not advisable to have volatility.

He tried his best to calm his breath and walked carefully towards the Lingqing coffin.

The ancient demon centipede followed him in fear, fearing that he would wake up the demon Taoist in the hanging coffin.

"Master, you can't save the Lord Linglong. The demon Taoist once put a seal on the coffin. A few days ago, the Taoist talisman on the coffin of the demon Taoist strengthened the seal on the coffin of the Lord Linglong. With his realm and means,

You, the master of the Holy King realm, have no chance to open this coffin. Moreover, if the master forcefully opens the coffin, it will not only be useless, but will also cause the Taoist talisman on the coffin of the demon Taoist, thus awakening the sleeping demon Taoist."

Jun Wuxie ignored the ancient demon centipede king, quietly looked at the coffin on the high platform, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he looked up at the hanging coffin in the air, his eyes facing upwards, locking on the iron chain hanging on the coffin.

"It is indeed not easy to open the coffin of the Linglong Sect Master."

Jun Wuxie walked towards the high platform, stepped on the stone steps, and came step by step to the coffin that was more than ten meters long and three meters high.

"The Demon Centiped King, shrink your body and come to my barrier."

His body supported the domain barrier, with a diameter of three meters.

The Demon Centenary King didn't know what he was doing, but he did not dare to disobey the order. He could only shrank his body into half a meter in length and enter the world domain.

At this time, it looked in shock as it looked at Jun Wuxie's body with dazzling golden talismans, like a glass-like golden body. It grabbed one end of the coffin with both hands, exhaled and opened its breath. The blue veins in front of its arms stormed, and it suddenly lifted the coffin.

Get up.

"Master, are you?"

It was very puzzled. What was it going to do? Could it be that it would be impossible to take the coffin away like this?

If this is the case, it will not work, because the coffin cannot be taken away from this high platform at all. Once you try to take it away, you will be immediately attacked by the Taoist talisman on the hanging coffin, and may even wake up the demon Taoist directly.

At this time, Jun Wuxie put down the coffin.

He just wanted to try to lift the coffin. If he couldn't shake it, the idea of ​​saving the Linglong Sect Master would probably be difficult to realize.

"Did you see the iron chain hanging on the hanging coffin?" He pointed to the black iron chain and said to the ancient demon centipede king: "If there are high-grade weapons, can you cut them off?"

"What?" The ancient demon centipede king was scared to death and said tremblingly: "Master, this is not possible. Let's not talk about how I can't cut off the iron chain. Even if it is really cut off, the demon Taoist will wake up.

Then all of us will be unable to escape death!"

"You have a lot of nonsense. Don't I know what level of the demon Taoist?" Jun Wuxie doesn't like the cowardly look of the demon centipede, "I'll ask you, if there are high-level holy soldiers, can you cut it off?

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"This..." The ancient demon centipede king seemed to have a little anger in his eyes, so he didn't dare to talk anymore, and immediately said truthfully: "Then... it depends on what level of holy soldier it is. I am far stronger now

If it has not been restored, it will be difficult to do unless there are Supreme Holy Soldiers."

"The Supreme Holy Soldier is not a problem."

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he took the ancient demon centipede king out of the abyss and returned to the eighth and nineth Xuan Palace.

Immediately, he entered the Trial Tower again and came to the eighth floor.

"Wuxie, why are you back?"

Shen Lian and Fu Sheng were playing chess. Seeing that the move was not good, he was about to regret the chess when he saw Jun Wuxie appearing in this space.

"I have met Master Fu Sheng, Master Wu Yi, Senior Shen Lian."

Jun Wuxie stepped forward to salute, Fu Sheng turned around and said, "Didn't you come to find a teacher this time?"

"So, are you here to find me?"

When Shen Lian saw Jun Wuxie's eyes shifted to him, he immediately understood, "Tell me, what's the matter? I need me to help you?"

Jun Wuxie sacrificed the Eternal Holy Furnace and said, "Can Senior Shenlian help to temporarily turn the Holy Furnace into an attack weapon, such as a knife or a sword."

"What did you say?" Shen Lian's nose was almost pissed when he heard this, "This is the Eternal Holy Furnace, a special furnace for refining weapons! Are you a weapon refiner? He actually turned the guy who was eating into a sword. What do you think?

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Jun Wuxie's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that senior Shenlian had such a big reaction. Just as he was about to explain, he heard Shenlian say, "It seems that you are in trouble and need a high-level holy soldier."

After he said that, he brushed his sleeves at the courtyard in the distance, and the gate of the courtyard opened immediately, "If you need weapons, go inside and find the room on the left by yourself."

"Thank you Senior!"

Jun Wuxie was surprised. It seemed that senior Shenlian still had a lot of holy weapons, which must have been refined by him by himself.

After thanking him, he quickly walked towards the courtyard and pushed open the door of the room to the far left.

When you step into the room, the scene inside will change drastically.

There is no room, it is clearly a vast world, with blue sky and white clouds, mountains and rivers flowing.

He felt an indescribable aura, from various weapons.

Looking around, there are no weapons in your eyes, but they can sense their existence in certain areas.

There is a magnificent mountain in the distance, with a strong gun intent.

Without thinking, he knew that there must be a very high-grade battle gun inside.

Jun Wuxie just took a look and did not choose a battle gun because it was not the type of weapon he needed at the moment.

Continue to move forward, and there are many great mountains of different momentums standing between heaven and earth along the way.

Some contain holy cauldrons, some contain holy bells, and some contain holy halberds and other weapons.

A river cuts the way forward.

The river is very wide, the water flows smoothly, with only a little slight turbulence.

On both sides of the river, along the way are maple forests, a fiery red color reflected in the water, projecting a world of late autumn in the water.

Jun Wuxie came to the sky above the river, listened to the sound of the river flowing, and felt it with his eyes closed.

In the flow of this river, there are traces of sword intent.

Amid the sound of the flowing water, he seemed to hear the moving sound of the sword.

That's right, it's a moving sword sound, as nice as the rhythm.

"There is an ancient sword of extremely high grade here!"

Jun Wuxie released his military intention and at the same time released the energy of his Yuanshi Art.

Gradually, only the slightly rippling river surface suddenly rolled up stormy waves.

The river began to break from the middle, as if it was cut off by an invisible sword energy.

The river water became more and more divided, gradually revealing the picture at the bottom of the river.

At the bottom of the river, there is a sword tomb several meters high in the center surrounded by silt. It is very clean and full of swords.

At the center of the sword tomb, there is an ancient sword with a particularly delicate disease. The sword body is filled with a shallow crystal light, and the light flows between the sword body, like a pool of autumn water flowing through it.

It trembled gently, making a sword sound that was as moving as the rhythm.

Swish!

The ancient sword escaped from the sword tomb, flew out from the bottom of the river, and suspended in the air. The sword light like autumn water flowed on the sword body, and the sword intent spread to form a gentle wind, blowing on both sides of the river, rolling up maple leaves all over the sky.

"Good sword..."

Jun Wuxie looked at the light on the sword body and felt its sword intent. He felt that such a sword was very rare because it was particularly connected with human minds.

This has not yet recognized the master. If he recognizes the master, then the sword and the person will be perfectly matched!
To be continued...