;&; Eternal Night Divine Cult, in the martial arts field, two figures are facing each other, one is in a green battle suit, and the other is in a light blue battle suit.
The two warriors ranked first and second in the first hall competed in martial arts, which immediately attracted the interest of many divine deacons and elders who came to watch.
"Tongguang, please" Tanzhu laughed softly.
"Please" Ning Chen said calmly.
Tanzhu invites a fight, it is hard to refuse, the last battle before the innate, First Divine Hall will have no more Tanzhu generals from now on.
Tanzhu waved his hand, and a green ancient sword appeared beside him. He stretched out his hand to hold it and opened the sword.
One of the three legendary swordsmen of the Divine Religion has reappeared with sharp edge and rosy green brilliance, illuminating the heaven and earth.
Ning Chen drew his sword to face the enemy, the long and narrow blade shone coldly.
In an instant, the swords clashed, the elegant Sword Intent was otherworldly, the moves were seven points, and the three points were defended. The sword power was endless, and the first was invincible.
Ning Chen has become the same light. The long blade in his hand uses the move that he has been observing for a long time. The cold fronts are intertwined, and the sword light is at full strength.
"General Tongguang's sword is more powerful than before." Outside the martial arts arena, a deacon who was watching the battle said.
"Yes, but General Tanzhu is still the best among the generals. It is unlikely that General Tongguang will win." Next to him, an elder from the Divine Sect calmly analyzed.
"I wonder if I will have a chance to see General Tanzhu's Waterlight Shadow Body this time," the person from before sighed.
"It's difficult, General Tongguang probably doesn't have this strength yet," replied the divine sect leader next to him.
The conversation between the two was also a question that the people around them wanted to know. Outside Training Ground, everyone onlookers carefully watched the increasingly fierce confrontation on the field, wanting to see how the strength of the two generals had changed after one year.
Ning Chen, while facing the enemy with the long blade in his hand, turned his attention to the people around him. He didn't care about the outcome of this battle, he was more concerned about learning more information.
Innate spiritual consciousness covered the entire martial arts field, and what everyone said fell into his ears word for word. When he heard the name Waterlight Shadow Body for the first time, he couldn't help but have questions.
Pressing down in the mind, the Ning Chen sword is three points faster, making moves to control the enemy and force the person in front of him.
Tanzhu's eyes flashed with a strange color. Seeing the former exerting all his strength, he no longer hid himself. With a step of his foot, his figure was like an illusion, and the figure disappeared in the water.
Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and concentrated on observing the secrets of the movement.
When swords clash, it's hard to tell the difference between true and false. The cold blade cuts across, the water light breaks, and dissipates invisible.
The exquisite body skills are intoxicating, and the combination of speed and skill shows the power of top martial arts.
Amidst the ringing sound that was approaching, the swords had exchanged dozens of moves. After a moment, a green long sword appeared silently on Ning Chen's chest. It stopped just half a step away.
The battle is over, Tanzhu will win again.
"I lost," Ning Chen said calmly.
"You have made a lot of progress this year," General Tanzhu put away his sword and said with a gentle smile.
"It's a pity that I'm still not your match," Ning Chen replied.
"I am two years older than you, so I have a lot of advantages. With your understanding, you will surpass me sooner or later."
After saying that, Tanzhu paused for a moment and then continued, "This may be our last competition. I will soon step into the innate realm to fill Saintess's position. You must be more careful when you fight with Martial Lord in the future."
"Yeah" Ning Chen nodded and responded.
The two of them separated and each returned to his own palace. The deacons and elders of the cult around the martial arts field also dispersed and each returned to their own positions.
Ten days later, an order came out from the Second Temple of Evernight, ordering General Tongguang to leave for the frontline battlefield as soon as possible to provide support.
Ning Chen was silent for a moment after receiving the order. Although he had not found a better time, he knew that he could not wait any longer.
Late at night, Ning Chen, who had returned to his true self, used Scroll of Chaos to cover up his aura, and based on his observations over the past few days, he quickly rushed towards the First Divine Hall.
The plain clothes passed by without being noticed by the patrolling divine guards. A Third Xiantian Tribulation strong man was definitely not something that these ordinary guards could detect.
Ning Chen knows that Zong Qianqiu has always been sitting in the Second Temple and will not appear under normal circumstances. Therefore, as long as he does not approach the Second Temple, he is safe for the time being.
In front of the majestic First Divine Hall, two ninth-grade peak warriors were guarding the door, observing every move around them.
At this moment, the sword light flashed, and the two generals only felt their eyes blurred, and then lost consciousness.
At the same time, blood gushed out from the throats of several powerful divine cultists hidden in the darkness. They opened their mouths, but could no longer speak.
The door of the temple opened, and Ning Chen walked in. His spiritual consciousness swept through it, and he walked forward step by step.
Nuo Da's palace is now empty, and the throne is completely empty.
The main hall was deserted and there was no valuable discovery. Ning Chen did not stay long and quickly walked towards the back of the hall.
"You..."
The figure suddenly appeared. Before the words could be spoken, his throat was sealed with a sword and he fell into the dust.
I couldn't close my eyes until I died. I couldn't figure out how the person in front of me broke into the divine religion, and how I could hide it from the eyes of so many people in the divine religion.
There is no innate strong person in the temple, and the strongest one is only at the peak of ninth grade or half-step innate. However, such a person does not pose any threat to Ning Chen. He is so stunned that he does not even have a chance to speak.
It was not a long stretch of road, but there were fallen figures everywhere, and blood dripped down, dyeing the night corridor red.
Suddenly, strange sounds sounded, and the scene around Ning Chen suddenly changed. Countless skeletal figures appeared in all directions, approaching quickly.
There are thousands and thousands of densely packed bones as far as the eye can see, making one's scalp numb.
"Illusion?"
Ning Chen's expression did not change. He put the long sword in his hand into the ground and pressed down with his right hand. The powerful Sword Intent came out, and the surrounding bones suddenly turned into ashes and disappeared into smoke.
However, after the bones disappeared, thousands of Underworld Soldiers gathered between heaven and earth, and the decayed spears were surrounded again by the gloomy air.
Ning Chen's face hardened, Underworld Soldiers said that he had seen this scene in the underworld three years ago and didn't expect to see it again today.
This time, there was no Little White Horse to help break the formation. Ning Chen held the sword, and his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared into Underworld Soldiers. In an instant, the sword moved like the wind, and the broken bodies were scattered among the soldiers.
"Keng"
The swords and swords clashed, and Headless Knight appeared in the formation, waving the swords in his hands to block the former's pace.
The four battles are coordinated seamlessly, and the horse's hooves are trampling, creating a powerful force.
Looking at Underworld Soldiers who were once again surrounded, Ning Chen didn't want to delay any longer. The long sword Frost Bloom condensed in his hand, and while snowflakes were falling all over the sky, Quick Snow Sentiment decided to take action and open the way forward.
"Sword Snow Three Thousand Miles"
The fierce Sword Intent came out with extremely freezing energy. The surrounding Underworld Soldiers and Headless Knight were instantly frozen. The next moment, Sword Intent exploded, and the frozen figure suddenly shattered.
At the same moment, the illusion formation could not sustain its ultimate power, the four square formation beads shattered, and the surrounding space immediately turned back to reality.
Ning Chen I don't know if the movement just now has alerted the rest of the cult, so I didn't dare to delay, so I moved my feet and quickly moved forward.
In the Eternal Night Second Hall, in front of the criss-crossing chessboard of heaven and earth, Zong Qianqiu was silently meditating. When he was about to make a move, suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
After the First Divine Hall, Ning Chen crossed the illusion formation, they finally broke into the core hiding place of Eternal Night Divine Cult, Hundred Revolutions Heavenly Pavilion.
The Heavenly Pavilion is very spacious and contains countless scriptures. However, the truly precious martial arts are guarded by prohibitions and are easy to identify.
Ning Chen dispersed his spiritual consciousness and quickly found what he was looking for. He swung his sword to forcefully break the restriction, picked it up and left.
At this moment, Scroll of Chaos inside Ning Chen began to tremble violently, as if it sensed something.
"Heavenly Tome?"
Ning Chen's expression changed, and based on his induction, he cut through the obstacles in front of him with a sword and walked forward quickly.
After the Hundred Revolutions Heavenly Pavilion, Void Divine Hall, the boundless land of Void Chaos, in the main hall, the silver light reverberated between the heaven and the earth, forming a world of its own.
In the void, a book shining with black brilliance floated up and down, as black as ink, swallowing up the surrounding light like a black hole.
Eternal Night Divine Canon, the legend records the countless years of history of the divine religion in every detail.
After Ning Chen saw the ancient book in the void, the tremors in his body Scroll of Chaos intensified. As his mind was shocked, the figure flashed past and he immediately stepped forward.
However, just as it was approaching, the surroundings of Eternal Night Divine Canon were filled with brilliance, blocking the way forward.
In the past, in order to prevent Fan Lingyue from peeking into the secrets of the divine religion with the help of Scroll of Chaos, Martial Lord personally set up restrictions around the sacred scriptures to block the secrets of heaven.
Ning Chen noticed the powerful aura approaching from the distance quickly. He no longer hid it, the aura around him rose up, gathered the surrounding martial arts at a point on the sword, and broke through a thousand junctures with one sword.
A loud explosion sounded, cracks appeared in the restricted brilliance, and then it suddenly collapsed.
Ning Chen stepped forward and grabbed Eternal Night Divine Canon, but he never thought that at this moment, a terrifying aura that he had never felt before came, and a terrifying palm appeared through the air.
A palm struck without warning. Ning Chen had no time to dodge. Hengjian blocked it, but he saw that the sword broke, blood surged, and his plain white body was stained with blood and flew out.
The extremely frightening strong man who was seriously injured by one move did not show up. He only retained the move and showed shocking terrifying strength.
"It turns out it's you. It's such a big burden." At this time, Zong Qianqiu came over and saw the seriously injured figure, and said with murderous intent.
Ning Chen didn't say a word, endured the serious injury, turned around and ran away.
"Can you escape?"
Zong Qianqiu snorted coldly and quickly caught up. The cyan talisman flew out of his hand, and the sea of thunder suddenly descended.
Ning Chen swung his sword to block the attack, broke the sword and continued the attack, but was defeated by the approaching thunder.
With a bang, the plain white figure fell from the sky and smashed into the hall below, raising dust all over the sky.
Zong Qianqiu walked down from the sky, waving his hands to disperse the thunder and dust, but he was no longer visible.
"Palace Master" Can Feng and five Divine Martial Guard came over and asked for orders.
"Searching from hall to hall, he was seriously injured and couldn't run far," Zong Qianqiu said coldly.
"Yes"
Canfeng and the five Divine Martial Guard respectfully accepted their orders.
Behind a palace not far away, Ning Chen covered his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, staining his entire sleeves red. His figure staggered several times, as if he might faint at any time. The power of his palm was so terrifying.
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