Fantasy: I Practiced The Basic Sword Technique For Ten Ten Thousand Years!

The young man's eyes are slightly closed, his muscles are tangled, and his sturdy and terrifying aura is comparable to that of a prehistoric giant beast. Anyone who stands in front of him will be captured by this aura, and can't help but prostrate on the ground, terrified!

At a certain moment, the young man seemed to realize something, and then suddenly opened his eyes!

All of a sudden, the sky is dark and the sea wind is howling!

"The opening of the 'Thirty Three Days Secret Realm' is about to begin. I, Lu Jingtao, as one of the 'Nine Sons of Swallowing Stars', this time I will do my best to win the title of 'Prince'. From now on, the sky and the earth will be big, let me soar! "

"Those who stand in my way die!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly punched out, the punch had no target, but layers of invisible waves appeared, rolling away in all directions, one wave was higher than the other "zero zero seven" dry waves

crazy!

"The soul of the four seas, the waves rise eight thousand feet without wind!"

Rumble.....

The sea wind and waves that were raging at first turned calm and calm in an instant, the waveless sea was as calm as a mirror, and the sun was shining brightly, but the young man had long since disappeared on the narrow reef!

In the "Northern Dynasty Domain" in the extreme west of the Lingtian Dynasty, there is a small

At this time, in the bustling downtown of the small town, a handsome young man wearing a cap suddenly frowned!

"Huh? The 'Thirty-three-day secret realm' seems to be opened in six days?"

The young man pinched his fingers to make some calculations, a helpless smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself: "I almost missed the time, but luckily I can catch up!"

The next moment, I saw him reaching out and snapping his fingers!

Snapped!

On the originally noisy street, the picture freezes instantly!

Countless pedestrians and ordinary people seemed to be imprisoned by something, and they stood there in a daze, still maintaining their original movements, but they couldn't move at all!

The whole street can hear needles falling, and the scene can be described as extremely weird!

At this moment, only a "click" sound was heard!

It turned out that the vegetable basket on the arm of a middle-aged woman slid down uncontrollably, and the bird eggs in the basket shattered all over the floor!

"Alas! It's a pity that my 'Datianmenghun' is not ready yet, and I don't know if it is the opponent of the other eight guys. It's difficult..."

Seeing this, the young man sighed helplessly, then distorted his figure, and disappeared in place like a gust of air!

And with his departure, the surrounding people resumed their activities again, bustling as usual, but the middle-aged woman stared blankly at the basket that fell on the ground, not knowing what happened!

Lingtian Dynasty, Nine Nether Domain, "Holy Land of Rebirth"!

As the most powerful Holy Land in the Nine Nether domain, in the eyes of all the martial artists in the Nine Nether domain, it is simply an unattainable existence of Sacred!

But on this day, the dignified Nine Nether domain's number one holy place, the "Holy Land of Rebirth", suffered an irresistible disaster!

"Leng Qiuming! Stop!"

Outside a dilapidated Great Hall, an old man with red beard and hair was drenched in blood, screaming madly!

Looking back, I saw that the huge "Holy Land of Rebirth" was already a mess at this time. In sight, the corpses of countless disciples of the Holy Land fell on the ground in disorder, some had their hearts and livers dug out, and some were sucked dry. What's more, it turned into a puddle of thick water on the spot!

Even the thirty-three "Holy Venerables" in the "Holy Land of Rebirth" were no exception, all of them died tragically on the spot!

As soon as the voice fell, a strange streamer that seemed to come from Nine Nether Yellow Springs quietly flashed!

"Yellow Springs demon soul, Dao heart demon!"

Whoosh!

The stream of light suddenly appeared, and instantly penetrated into Leng Wushuang's eyebrows!

And with the flowing light like a body, Leng Wushuang felt as if struck by lightning, his body began to melt rapidly visible to the naked eye, as if he had encountered spring snow in boiling water, the scene was extremely weird!

"Leng Qiuming, you bastard! It was in vain for me to raise you up from a young age and train you hard to become a talent. In the end, you did such a thing of deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors! You will die a terrible death!!!"

Seeing Own's body turn into thick water inch by inch, the old man suddenly raised his head, and couldn't help screaming in despair!

At this time, if there are well-informed people from the Nine Nether domain here, they will be able to recognize the identity of this old man at a glance. Wouldn't it be Leng Wushuang, the contemporary "Saint Lord" of the "Holy Land of Rebirth"?

"Chacha, Leng Wushuang, my good master, do you think I don't know what you're planning?"

Suddenly, there was a distortion in the void!

At the next moment, a young man wearing a black robe with a strange temperament suddenly appeared in the field, looking at Leng Wushuang chattering and laughing strangely!

"You took me into the Initiation because you took a fancy to my 'Swallowing Stars' Talent and wanted me to participate in the 'Thirty-three Secret Realm'. After winning the ranking, you will naturally get the Lingtian Holy Emperor's Scripture and break the shackles of Innate !"

Having said that, the young man suddenly raised his head, showing an extremely ugly face, enough to scare a child to stop crying in the middle of the night, and shouted madly: "But this is just your wishful thinking, because in this world, No one can take advantage of me, Leng Qiuming!"

"4.84!"

Leng Wushuang's complexion changed drastically when he heard the words!

Because it wasn't until this moment that he finally realized what kind of monster he had been cultivating with all his efforts in the Holy Land!

"Old man, your hour is up, die!"

"ah....."

Accompanied by a desperate scream before dying, finally, Leng Wushuang completely turned into a puddle of pus, not even leaving a complete body!

"Talk! From now on, there will be no 'Holy Land of Rebirth' in this world, only me, 'Young Master Yellow Springs'!"

The crazy roar came from afar, slowly lingering among the huge mountains, and it lasted for a long time!.