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The master of the fairy palace gazed at the whirlpool.

Suddenly, a roar came out of the whirlpool.

The master of the palace of immortals, his face changed slightly, and he immediately said, "hasn't he died completely for so many years?"

With that, the master of the fairy palace did not stay any longer. His body flashed and left the endless ocean.

And Fang Chen and others entered the prison of burying God sword.

As for how it is, only through personal experience can we know.

More than 200 strong men of Zhenwu state entered the Shenjian prison. The huge sword burial state became incomparably calm.

Some of the weak and powerful people in Zhenwu are also active.

Many powerful people in Zhenwu state have entered the Shenjian prison and never come back. This is an opportunity for them to rise.

On a winding peak, the sword burial palace stands quietly and exists forever.

At a certain moment, the news has been quietly spread, and instantly spread to each city.

Inside the golden sword City, in the sword fighting field.

Xuanlao was discussing things with other powerful men in xuanwang's territory. All of a sudden, his face moved. He said goodbye to these powerful men and went directly into an underground palace.

"Grandfather, what can I do for you?" He knelt down and asked in a low voice.

Just now, the grandfather, who had been shut up for a long time, sent a message to him and asked him to come quickly.

For the first time in many years, my grandfather was in such a hurry. Something important must have happened.

"I want to go to the sword burial palace. From now on, you are the master of the sword fighting field." The voice of Laozu, hoarse into xuanlao's ears.

"Ancestor, you..."

Xuanlao was a little puzzled. He just went to the sword burial palace. Why did he feel like saying goodbye? He was worried.

"Make good use of the sword fighting field."

With that, the figure of the ancestor disappeared.

"Grandfather."

Xuanlao still wanted to ask, but there was no sign of his ancestor.

At the same time, the same thing happened in other cities.

Jinjiancheng is adjacent to the Shura sword city. Within the Shura sword clan, the sound of bells rings through the sky.

When he heard the sound of the bell, the real warrior of the Shura sword sect had a dignified face.

The sound of this bell is extraordinary.

In general, it doesn't ring easily. It only rings when the Shura sword clan encounters an emergency.

But this time, the sound of the bell is constantly ringing. Something must have happened.

"What happened?"

The disciples of Xiuluo sword sect asked one after another.

At this time, the master of the sword sect of Shura came to the forbidden area of the clan gate, the entrance of a cave.

"Grandfather, what do you want me to do?" The master of Shura asked in a hurry.

"The sword sect of Shura will be handed over to you from now on."

In such a large sword burial state, the ancestors of countless cities left one after another to go to the sword burial palace.

On this day, the state where the sword was buried was shaking incomparably.

There are more than a dozen old men gathered in the sword burial palace.

These old men, as if they were going to die, their thin bodies seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.

However, if the identity of these old men is known to the outside world, it will be shocked.

Because these old men were the commanders of xuanwang's territory who had participated in the dark turmoil in the whole Jianjian Prefecture.

At that time, the dark turmoil that plagued the whole state of burying swords, these xuanwang realms were capable of commanding their subordinates to resist foreign visitors.

Although he was lucky not to die, but also left the root of the disease, unable to recover.

"Lao he, are you here, too?"

"Ha ha, fifth, long time no see."

"You old man, you're not dead yet?"

More than a dozen old men gathered together again, and everyone was very happy.

These people are brothers who used to fight side by side.

"It's a pity that Lao Liu is dead, otherwise our brothers can get together again."

Hearing this, the crowd fell into silence and the atmosphere was dignified.

The sixth of the population was the commander of the five element sword city. He fought with them and died in the end.

"Yes, it's a pity, old six." Another said.

If Fang Chen was here, he would be shocked. The sixth among the people was the great power in the tripod with two ears and three feet found outside the Wuxing Academy.

Just as the crowd spoke, the master of the palace appeared.

"Gentlemen."

"Palace master."

Many old men bowed their hands in succession.

The master of Xiangong palace is also a strong man who has experienced the dark turmoil. They are extremely awed.

"The palace master, what's the matter with us this time The ancestor of jinjiancheng sword fighting field asked.

"Yes, palace master, what's the matter with you in such a hurry this time?" The ancestor of Xiuluo sword sect also asked."Ladies and gentlemen, I think you should know about the opening of the tomb God sword prison?" The palace master looked around and said slowly.

The crowd nodded.

How can they not know that the opening of Shenjian prison affects the whole state of Jian burial?

"That dark creature, more and more irritable." The palace master continued.

Hearing this, a dozen old men fell into silence.

After a long time, someone said, "palace master, let's have a dozen old men, and finally do something for Jianzhou."

"Yes, we are willing to kill that dark creature."

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In the sword burial palace, the most powerful people in today's sword burial state are discussing important matters.

However, Fang Chen and others who entered the Shenjian prison did not know anything about it.

On a vast wasteland, people stand quietly, with eight extreme warriors in the lead and look around.

"Is this the burial of the sword prison?"

After a long time, someone finally asked.

The answer is yes. Everyone has entered the prison of burying Shenjian.

However, Fang Chen felt a little strange.

It is said that there are numerous foreign gods buried in the Shenjian prison.

But why, after really entering the Shenjian prison, we found that there was nothing, and there was a trace of dark atmosphere, and we could not feel it.

"Why don't you feel any danger?" Someone asked.

"This is the most dangerous, the most terrible."

Finally, among the eight extreme warriors, the old man with a folding fan opened his mouth.

Fang Chen looked and recognized it at a glance.

He is a swordsman among the eight most powerful.

The reason why he is called a swordsman is that after defeating the enemy, he breaks off his sword.

Over time, the title of swordsman appeared.

"The Shenjian prison has 18 floors in total, and each layer is more dangerous than the other. This is only the first floor." Said another of the eight most powerful.

"There's no danger in the first floor. Let's go."

With that, the eight extreme strong people acted together and disappeared in an instant.

They all looked at each other and shook their heads.

In the eyes of the eight extreme powers, they are all like ants.

Even some would-be kings are not enough in the eyes of the eight extreme powers.

"Brother Fang, how about we act together?" Beside Fang Chen, Dugu Yun asked in a low voice.

Chen Fang agreed.

In this prison, there is something strange about it. Fang Chen doesn't dare to be careless.

During the talk, more than 200 martial artists scattered one after another.

For the eight extreme strong, the first layer is not attractive.

However, it has a great attraction for ordinary martial arts practitioners.

The crowd dispersed to look for opportunities.

Of course, there are also some powerful people looking for the entrance to the second floor.

There are many monsters, monsters and monsters in the hell.

When Fang Chen and others were walking on the first floor of the wasteland, a voice came out from the depths of the Shenjian prison.

"At last a man came in."

This voice, full of gloomy smile.

"Give them a good treat, boys."

At the same time of this sound, the extreme cold breath of the whole tomb God sword prison spread out in an instant.

Countless dark monsters hidden in the dark are ready to move.

The resentment of some foreign powers that once fell down has also become active.

At this time, in addition to burying the Shenjian prison, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

In the sword burial palace, many dark and turbulent leaders dragged their dying bodies to the endless sea.

In those years, he was lucky enough not to die, leaving the root of the disease and unable to recover. With the baptism of years, his body became weaker and weaker.

Moreover, their deadline is coming, and the only thing they can do for Jianzhou is to do their best.

"To bury Jianzhou."

More than a dozen old men called out such slogans.

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