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Chapter 142 Wuhen Sword Palace
Whether it was Emperor Shi Tian or Emperor Xingchen, with Xu Ming's current cultivation level, he could no longer be seen.

Feeling carefully the various benefits brought by the divine consciousness, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Because just now when his shattered sea of ​​consciousness was reshaped by the seven-color pagoda, the sound echoing in the depths of his soul awakened his soul like a nightmare.

It was also because of this that Xu Ming knew that this soul method that could reshape the sea of ​​consciousness was called "Star".

I also know that the top expert who refined the Star Picking Tower back then was the Star Emperor.

As if in a trance, Xu Ming also heard the reason why the Emperor Xingchen placed the Star Picking Tower here.

It seems to be to inherit some kind of inheritance, or to select those talented younger generations.

Anyway, no matter what, we can know it from the mouths of seniors such as Ye Fei.

Those cultivators who walked out of the Star-Zhaining Tower alive will all be the best in the world in the future.

It's just that if this is the case, why would he meet those members of the Cultivation Alliance here.

Chen Xue, and then the woman in white, and Zhou Yi, the one-knife fairy.

From Chen Xue's mouth, we can know that there will be disciples of the Cultivation Alliance on every floor to stop him.

But this completely violated the original intention of Zhaixinglou,

As soon as Xu Ming thought of this, many thoughts in his mind collided with each other.

But when he arrived, he still couldn't understand the reasons for all the twists and turns, but Xu Ming, who had already benefited greatly, threw this idea out of his mind.

"The sky is falling and there is a tall man holding it up, why should I worry about it?"

Xu Ming measured it with his hands as he spoke, and found that he was barely 1.8 meters tall.

In terms of high, he can't be counted.

Immediately retracting the sea of ​​consciousness, Xu Ming subconsciously wanted to wipe the blood on his face indiscriminately.

But when I touched it with my hands, I realized that my face, which was originally like an ink painting, was extremely clean.

Even the big and small traumas on his body disappeared together, which made Xu Ming feel that it was extremely miraculous.

But he didn't know that all these were not benefits brought by the reshaping of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Healing his internal and external injuries is nothing more than a "reward" on the sixth floor of the Zhaixing Building from ancient times to the present.
The so-called reward is to let those who successfully break through the sixth floor step into the seventh floor with the most complete strength.

Because what Xu Ming is going to face next is the terrible crisis of ten deaths and no life.

seventh floor,
white swordsman,

The black long sword with a palpitating luster, the slender blade was being knocked by him with two slender fingers at this moment.

An extremely peaceful sense of Zen slowly diffused.

This zen feeling is also mixed with the clear and pleasant sword sound, which is just the sound of tapping with two fingers.

It is not inferior to the pleasant sound made by the woman in white plucking the strings, and it is even more melodious and full-bodied after listening carefully.

This sword is absolutely extraordinary. If Zhou Banxian saw this black long sword here, he would definitely look up and down with his small greedy eyes.

He didn't hide his intention to take it for himself, but he didn't dare to do it even if he had a hundred guts.

Because the origin of this swordsman in white is really terrifying!
Wuhen Sword Palace, one of the only three palaces in the Cultivation Alliance.

The sword cultivators who came out of it all had first-class talent.

If Qi Hantian, the patriarch of the Qi Family Sword Tomb, can scare many people, then the Wuhen Sword Palace in the Qi Family Sword Tomb is completely frightening.

Ye Fei had been invited by the Cultivation Alliance at the beginning. In fact, it could also be said that he was invited by the Wuhen Sword Palace.

But Ye Fei, who hated the Cultivation Alliance from the bottom of his heart, did not agree to the request of the Cultivation Alliance.

He also gave up the prerequisite for having the opportunity to acquire Wuhen Sword Qi, and Ye Fei, who is proud of this, has no regrets in his heart.

It's just that he never thought that the later Qi Hantian would not be able to follow in his footsteps.

Of course, all this is a thing for later. It turns out that among the people who came to Zhaixinglou to practice this time, there should not be disciples from the Wuhen Sword Palace.

But before departure, the appearance of Overlord Order changed everything.

Chu Mo, the silent swordsman with an extremely literary name, served as the last level of the experience in the Zhaixing Building.

As the saying goes, a person is as his name suggests, Chu Mo is different from those other swordsmen who always have a murderous aura between their brows.

An extremely handsome face is hidden in his best method of killing. This black long sword named "Mo Yang" has drunk the blood of countless people.

It is not an exaggeration to regard him as the leader of the younger generation of Wuhen Sword Palace, but Chu Mo has been unwilling to admit this title.

The real reason, I am afraid, can only be explained clearly by the quaint slave character hidden between his brows.

The melodious and vigorous sword sound still reverberated on the seventh floor of the Zhaixing Building, and the bright or dark light and shadow reflected Chu Mo's somewhat blurred face.

His pair of eyes as calm as water were always staring at the stone gate not far away.

As a sword cultivator who can come here to practice, he doesn't even bother with the handle of Mingfeng blood on the stone platform behind him.

The only thing he cares about is whether the people who come to this level can successfully arouse his interest.

However, at this moment, the stone door where Chu Mo could see slowly opened.

A young man with delicate features staggered out of the darkness. In terms of appearance, Xu Ming with a human face was naturally better.

But when it comes to temperament, Chu Mo, who has long been polished by kendo, beats Xu Ming by some margin.

One is as unruly as the proud son of heaven, while the other is as sloppy as an ordinary son.

Two people who are not related to each other unexpectedly meet here, and are pushed by the fate behind them to fight to the death.

The living go out of the Zhaixing Tower, and the dead return to dust forever.

Therefore, the atmosphere between the two of them when they first met was subtle, and the thoughts they held in their hearts were the reasons why they hadn't made a move for so long.

Although the blood stains on Xu Ming's body were all gone, the bloody smell covering his whole body still lingered for a long time.

It was completely different from the dusty aura on Chu Mo's body, and the rather hollow sound of the sword's cry slowly dissipated as Chu Mo stopped his hand.

Xu Ming looked at this extraordinary temperament swordsman in white in front of him with all his attention, although he didn't know his name.

But there is nothing about his body that does not match the image of the protagonist in the fantasy novels he read in those years.

The dusty temperament, the handsome appearance, and the white clothes that look good.

Combining these three together, Xu Ming only felt that he was as if the stars and the bright moon were competing for brilliance, and he was overwhelmed.

The moment Xu Ming appeared on the seventh floor, a palpitating wave suddenly descended from the dome of the space where the two were located.

In an instant, Chu Mo was enveloped, forcibly assimilating his alchemy realm cultivation base into the same foundation building stage as Xu Ming.

Chu Mo obviously knew the rules of the Zhaixing Building, and after a little exercise, he easily adapted to everything after changing his cultivation base.

This time, Zhaixing Tower seemed to be extremely fair, and the cultivation bases of the two were after this fluctuation.

Grinded by life!
The same is the base building period versus the previous base building period!

(End of this chapter)