Chapter 1999

Chen Sanqiu is thrown into Siguo cliff by Li Jianyun.

Just entered the Siguo cliff.

Chen Sanqiu can feel a magical force that makes the whole time and space slow down.

Time seems to be at a standstill.

"It's really interesting. It's the scarlet cliff that makes people talk about it."

"One day outside, one year here?"

"Is it just the passing of lonely time, or does the body change with it?"

Chen Sanqiu squinted.

When you come, you will be at ease.

With their own strength, even if they are really trapped here for 50 years, they will not starve to death.

As long as you're hungry.

For Chen Sanqiu.

It's just a piece of cake.

I squinted.

I felt it all around.

Silence.

Only a few old monsters of the sword God clan breathed.

"Did these old monsters change the time here through big mana?"

"Because the old monsters want to live for a long time, their time becomes slow."

"A year outside, for them, is just a day."

"But when time changes, there is always a place to endure those changes."

"So, think of cliff change and those old monsters produced the opposite time difference."

"To fill in the change of time, so that we can avoid the visit of heaven?"

Chen Sanqiu thought about it and felt that his idea was still very correct.

The time of old monsters is precious.

All they want is to live longer.

In order to have a chance to understand the heaven.

Enter the realm of God.

However, Qi and blood will not be with them forever.

There will always be decay.

So.

The only way is to change their time relationship with the world.

"Now, it's very likely that it's really what I think it is."

Chen Sanqiu smiles. Instead of being frightened by other disciples of the sword God sect coming here, he is also interested in visiting.

Siguo cliff.

Though terrible.

But.

Everyone who comes to siguoya is a gifted disciple of jianshenzong.

After many disciples came to Siguo cliff, they realized the original shackles and improved their strength.

Many disciples of the sword God sect also wrote their insight on the Siguo cliff.

"Disciple Jiang Siming came to siguoya for a month because of his fault."

"In the first 20 years, I was terrified every day and didn't think about food and tea. I lamented that time passed too slowly."

"In the last ten years, because I felt that I could not waste so much time, I practiced the sword every day, sharpened the heart of the sword, and finally succeeded in breaking through the shackles of the realm."

"Because I was bored, I created the skill of fighting left and right. It was really fun. On the day I was about to leave, I engraved this skill here."

"If I die at the hands of the demon sect, I'll leave you a pleasure to miss."

When Chen Sanqiu saw this word, he was unrestrained and unrestrained. Every word was full of sword spirit.

Although I don't know the disciple of jianshenzong who lived a long time ago, I can see that he is definitely a hero among the people and the pride of heaven.

Especially the last sentence.

What's more, it makes Chen Sanqiu's mouth puff.

After all, I am the leader of the demon sect.

A dry smile.

Chen thought.

This elder Jiang Siming must not know.

His former enemies have to fight against the enemy's demon sect.

Now, the leader is standing under the atlas of his left and right fighting skills.

The atlas is engraved on the cliff with sword Qi.

Although it has passed, I don't know how many years, it is still like yesterday.

"Hoo."

Chen takes a deep breath.

Sit in front of the atlas.

Imprint all the pictures in the atlas in your mind.

"Hey, boy, do you want to learn how to fight left and right?"

At this moment.

An old voice sounded.

With the sound comes a powerful momentum, swept.

Like a God.

In the face of this kind of pressure, Chen Sanqiu didn't feel much frightened.

After all·······

The real God, Dutchman.

There are dozens of ancestors who are no less powerful than this.

"Well, it's interesting. I want to learn." Chen Sanqiu gave a faint hum and nodded.

"Why?"

The old voice let out a surprise.

Looking at Chen Sanqiu in surprise.

"Are you not afraid of me?" The old voice asked in surprise.

Chen Sanqiu shrugged his shoulders.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. You can't really come and kill me. At most, you can suppress me with momentum." Chen Sanqiu said lightly.

"Good boy, do you really think I can't kill you?" The old voice said with a sneer.

"Master, your time, even one second, is more important than my life. Are you willing to waste those seconds to kill me?" Chen Sanqiu said with a smile.

The old voice heard Chen Sanqiu say so, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Interesting. I haven't met such an interesting boy as you for a long time."

"Tut Tut, there are many secrets hidden in you."

"I didn't expect that you had the magic sword Yuhao. I remember that you are the God demon sect leader who disguised as an identity and came to our sword God sect to steal."

"Interesting. What do you think? Why don't the leader of heaven demon sect come to be a disciple of our sword God sect? "

The old voice asked with a smile.

Chen Sanqiu······

His face turned red.

The feeling of being exposed.

I'm really upset.

I thought I was secretive enough.

little does one think.

It turned out to be discovered in the end.

Ah.

It's a bit of a shame.

Chen shrugged his shoulders and nodded: "it's really me."

"That's even more interesting. Song Siming, who created the art of fighting left and right, died under the siege of the left and right Dharma protectors of your demon sect."

"In those days, song Siming created the skill of fighting left and right, and he was able to hold two immortal swords in his hand, which was unparalleled in killing and destroying the disciples of the demon sect."

"If he didn't use the left and right Dharma protectors to kill him in the end, maybe song Siming would be able to destroy the demon sect by himself."

"Jie Jie, you, the leader of the heaven demon sect, have lost your face when you come to learn the secret skills of an enemy who died in the hands of your heaven demon sect?"

Asked the old voice with a sneer.

Chen Sanqiu frowned.

Finally, he shrugged his shoulders.

Concentrate on learning how to fight left and right.

"Hey, boy, I'll ask you again."

"I advise you, it's better not to practice this secret skill. Since Song Siming, no one has been able to learn the skill of fighting between the left and the right

"Do you think I'm lying to you?"

"Boy, if you don't listen to the old man, you'll suffer in front of you."

"Boy

"How can you learn?"

The old voice finally said strangely.

Hidden in the dark in a pair of eyes, revealing the incredible.

Just once.

How can you learn the skill of fighting left and right that so many gifted disciples of sword God sect have not been able to learn?

"Is it difficult?"

Chen Sanqiu shrugged his shoulders.

Eyes like electricity.

Toward the eyes hidden in the night.

Fight left and right.

Maybe it's hard for others.

But.

As for Chen Sanqiu, who has a strong spirit and no skin, has two problems: the God of war and the ghost king.

It's not too easy.