Chapter 582

Kazam, a piece of ice on the edge of the lake is broken. A wet man climbs onto the bank and looks around. No suspicious person is found. He shakes the water on his body that is almost frozen into ice. He quickly transports his kung fu and a dense air rises from his body.

In an instant, his clothes were completely dried by his kung fu.

This man is, of course, the seven murders for the rest of his life.

He gave Tang Zheng a fierce look in the direction of his disappearance, gnashed his teeth, and said in his heart that when I find the master, I will make you regret your life.

Whoosh!

He turned into a shadow and shuttled among the trees, like a cheetah.

However, he did not find that the three people were like ghosts.

Wu turned his head and looked at Tang Zheng, as if he was quietly praising the wisdom of his decision. The long-term fishing plan was successfully implemented.

Seven kill all the way north, toward the depth of Changbai Mountain.

Dou long, following the steps of the two, said in a low voice, "this is the forbidden area of our hunter in the deep mountain. There used to be hunters exploring in the deep mountain, but they often never return. Later, it is said that there are beasts and monsters in it. No Hunter dare to set foot in it again."

Tang Zheng is looking at the more and more tall and lush trees, and the snow that is comparable to the height of a person. He knows that this is really not a good place.

It's almost deserted here, but seven killers still don't stop, just like stepping on the snow without trace, leaving only shallow footprints on the snow.

There was snow in the sky. Soon, the footprints were covered by snow.

Nature is the best master at hiding people's whereabouts.

This is also useful for Tang Zheng's three people. They fall far away and their tracks are properly covered.

All of a sudden, a cliff appeared in front of us. In the snow world, the cliff was particularly striking.

There is a cave on the cliff. However, there are many swordsmen standing in front of the cliff. These people are swordsmen in the sword Pavilion. They are expressionless, like puppets, watching all around on guard.

Seven kill stopped in front of the cliff, and the swordsmen saluted him one after another. Then he looked up and climbed up the cliff like a ladder. He came to the cave and disappeared quickly.

Tang Zheng holds up his hands, and the three stop by chance, looking at the heavily guarded cliffs and caves from afar. They can't help but look at each other and see the surprises and doubts in each other's eyes.

The joy is to finally find the whereabouts of the sword Pavilion, and the doubt is what the purpose of the sword Pavilion gathering here is.

"There are so many people, what shall we do? Did a group of people rush up? I'm afraid we can't afford to go without sword God. " Wu said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? That seven kills is not the opponent of the third, and these swordsmen are not enough to watch." Dou Long's confidence in Tang Zheng is so strong that he doesn't care.

Wu rolled his eyes. He was really fearless.

Tang Zheng, of course, knows that the second one takes it for granted. It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do.

"You stay here, I'll find out the truth." Tang Zheng said after a little meditation.

"You go alone? Isn't it just a matter of words? " Dou long immediately vetoed, shaking his head like a rattle.

Wu couldn't help but say, "I'll go with you."

Although she usually looks forward to Tang Zheng's embarrassment, she will still stand with Tang Zheng without hesitation at the critical moment of life and death.

This is a matter of great right and great wrong. How can we have fun.

Knowing their thoughts, Tang Zheng quickly comforted them and said, "listen to me. It's safer for me to go alone, because I can do magic."

When the voice fell, Tang Zheng disappeared in front of the two.

"Ah!" Dou long exclaimed and hurriedly covered his mouth, but a pair of round eyes betrayed his inner shock.

A strange color flashed on Wu's face and he was silent.

"Third, this magic is so awesome. I'll give it to you later. If you go to peep at the beauty's bath, you won't be caught." Dou long exclaimed.

Wu's eyebrows immediately wrinkled up, his eyes leaped to kill Qi. Dou long felt his neck was cold. He quickly shrunk his neck and said, "you're kidding, don't take it seriously."

Tang Zheng gave him a helpless look, and continued: "the sword God is probably in the cave, so I use magic to find out. And you two don't do nothing. You have to monitor and deal with it on the periphery. If you are in trouble later, you have to deal with me. "

Wu hesitates, and the order she receives is to protect Tang Zheng. But this time, what she wants to do obviously violates the order.

But Tang Zheng's words are reasonable. She can't bear to refute them. If you want to blame her, you can only blame her for her non magic skills.

Dou long readily accepted the decision and immediately hid in the snow nearby, hiding under the natural camouflage of snow, staring at the cliffs and caves.

Tang Zheng gives a thumbs up. Although the third brother sometimes doesn't have a proper shape, he can do things cleanly and cleanly at the critical moment, and never drag the water.

Wu cautiously stares at Tang Zheng. His eyes are opposite. Tang Zheng is not willing to show weakness. After a while, Wu finally loses the battle and murmurs, "OK, but if there is any danger, escape immediately and we will take care of you."Tang Zheng made an OK gesture and really performed magic. In a flash, his figure was floating. In a blink of an eye, it completely disappeared from the front of people, as if it were air.

"Gone!" Tang Zheng said once, and all around he was completely quiet. For a long time, dou longcai asked in disbelief, "has he left?"

Wu said angrily, "of course I'm going."

Tang Zheng, like a ghost, appeared quietly in front of the cliff. Facing the sword slave, he still didn't find it.

Tang Zheng is quite confident in illusions. If he can't hide his whereabouts in front of these ordinary martial artists, his cultivation will be in vain.

However, he can't guarantee whether the illusions will work in front of the sword God. After all, the cultivation of the sword God is so high that ordinary spells may not work.

He didn't swagger, but carefully went up to the cave entrance. As soon as he entered, his eyes lit up, and one sword slave stood at the cave entrance, each with a sword on his back, ready to go. As long as any intruder was found, it would definitely be the end of shoot to kill.

Tang Zheng was calm and calm, and his mood did not fluctuate at all. When he walked through the cave in front of these swordsmen, the cave was not deep. After he made progress, he was suddenly enlightened, and the rocks on his head disappeared, but a huge sinkhole.

Yes, the cave is connected with a sinkhole. The sinkhole is not deep, so the light is abundant, just like the day.

But Tang Zheng's attention at the moment was completely attracted by a scene in the middle of Tiankeng.

A white bone sits in the middle of the sinkhole, and its head is suspended with a light. The light occasionally beats. When it beats, a sharp sword will fill the whole sinkhole.

Tang Zheng really wants to take a breath of cool air. This sword is so pure that it's several times more pure than the sword that he and Qi Sha put out. It's powerful and frightening.

What's more, the dancing light is like a dagger. It's just a combination of light, not a real sword.

At first sight of this scene, Tang Zheng's brain is blank, and then two words quickly jump into his mind - sword soul!

Yes, although no one introduces the origin of the light, Tang Zheng can directly judge the true face of the other party.

Tang Zheng's mysterious feeling of indefinable and unclear is no wonder. It must be the function of Chi You's heart.

Chiyou's heart contains thousands of messages, which will appear in his mind when triggered.

The sword soul in front of him obviously reached the trigger condition, and a message came out immediately after him.

Seven kill said that the soul of the sword is more precious than the meteor hammer. Tang Zheng once doubted that the meteor hammer is heaven level magic weapon after all.

But now, seeing the true face of jianhun's Lushan Mountain, he has no doubt about the truth of this word.

Because the soul of sword can't be measured by the level of magic weapon, it can't be regarded as a magic weapon, but the soul of sword.

There are many possibilities hidden in the soul of the sword. There is no fixed formula. As long as it is used properly, it will play an extraordinary power.

This is the supreme existence of the two swordsmen. The soul of the sword was left after the destruction of a magic sword.

The sword spirit of ancient times has passed through hundreds of millions of times, and it is still so powerful, which shows its original power and value.

"No wonder GUI Wei, the sword God, covets the soul of the sword so much, because its effect is too great. I must get the soul of the sword. When the soul of the sword is injected into the soul of the war sword, the soul of the war sword will change qualitatively and completely, just like mortals become immortals, and the soul of the sword also has the soul of the sword, which can be called a good sword."

Tang Zheng is excited. The temptation is big enough. It's worth celebrating that he has caught such a big fish with a long line.

In addition, who is that white bone? Why does the sword spirit float on its head? Was this a master of sword before his life?

But it's not something he needs to think about right now. He's not arrogant enough to rush for it.

Because, his attention has to be attracted by another person, who is thin and not tall. He is an old man with white face, but his cheeks are not handsome, even ugly. His legs seem to be disabled, one foot is higher than the other.

This image is really too inferior. If you don't see each other in Tiankeng, you will surely think that he is an ordinary old man.

But looking at the respectful and careful appearance of seven kills in front of each other, Tang Zheng immediately realized the real face of each other.

"The sword God, the famous sword God, even looks like this." Tang Zheng's eyes turned white, and he couldn't accept the result.

In his impression, the sword God must be sharp, like a peerless sword. How could he be such a bad old man?

Completely subverted the image of sword God.

Tang Zheng seemed to hear his heartbreak.