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"There's no need to say anymore, since even Han Xiu can't do anything about this Sword Grave, then I, Chu Ling, will definitely have to see it for myself."

"As for you? Just keep an eye on Xiang Shaolong for me and wait for me to come back. "

After Chu Ling finished speaking, without waiting for Chai Yangyu and the others to refute him, he immediately leaped and climbed up the city walls, and after a while, he strode towards the Sword Grave.

At that time, when Chai Yangyu saw this, he could only stomp his feet in depression, and then stand in front of Xiang Shaolong, staring at Nangong Qing and the rest.

As for the Deng Family siblings, their eyes suddenly dimmed. Although they wanted to accompany Chu Ling to go to the Sword Grave, they knew their own limitations, because if they had followed Chu Ling here just now, they would be able to help him deal with a few cultivators.

If he were to head there now, he would be deliberately creating trouble for Chu Ling.

After the two of them looked at each other, they secretly made up their minds that one day, they would have the power to fight alongside Chu Ling.

As for Nangong Qing, who had used his hand to force Chu Ling into the Sword Grave, instead, he laughed, and then said softly: "Actually you all don't have to be so cautious of me, since Chu Ling has already entered the Sword Grave, anyway, it will definitely fall into my hands.

When that time comes, it will be impossible to protect the Xiang Shaolong in your hands, so I do not have any thoughts of forcing it. Don't worry, I will definitely let you guys see Chu Ling suffer in my hands before you all settle your scores. "

"Nonsense, Senior Brother Chu's strength is astonishing, it's simply impossible for him to fall into your hands," Deng Yiyue immediately retorted.

However, at that time, Nangong Qing was not angry at all. He only chuckled at Deng Yiyue, and then, he took out a message talisman and softly said: "Listen carefully, Chu Ling, I want him alive."

And Chu Ling at that time had already thrust head first into the Sword Grave, which was that mountain of white bones.

Originally, Chu Ling thought that he would walk on top of the bones, but he never thought that when he arrived in front of the bones, one of them would directly suck him in.

Chu Ling looked at the earth that looked like it was burning, and the red clouds that were the same color as the sky and the ground, and gasped in his heart, there was actually another world inside this white bone.

Just as Chu Ling was thinking about this, the ground around him started to bubble as if it was lava, and started to bubble.

However, what Chu Ling did not understand was that on the surface of the ground today, it was obviously as hard as a rock.

As Chu Ling was pondering, suddenly, he heard the sounds of bubbles becoming louder and louder, and then floating up from the ground, in a few breaths time they exploded in the air and turned into a cloud of red mist.

Before the mist dispersed, what made Chu Ling even more shocked was that the red mist actually distorted in midair and turned into many humanoid puppets dressed in red armor, and appeared in front of him.

"So, the puppets that I saw in the painting earlier were these kinds of puppets. This way, their numbers should be quite a lot." Chu Ling frowned, and said in a serious tone. After all, the strength of the two in the portrait did not seem to be low.

As soon as he finished speaking, the heaven and earth suddenly released a series of bubbling and cracking noises, as well as a series of popping sounds. All of the red armored puppets appeared in front of Chu Ling, and then, without saying a word, they pierced towards Chu Ling.

At that time, another gust of wind sounded. Chu Ling could only see countless sword afterimages flashing before his eyes, as they all shot towards him like lightning.

At that time, how could he dare to slack off in the slightest? He silently recited this in his heart.

"Sword Rain Over Nine Heavens!"

Boom!

In an instant, droplets of water began to condense in the air. In the blink of an eye, they shot towards the surrounding red armored puppets.

Instantly, every single red armored puppet within thirty meters of Chu Ling, directly transformed into a ball of red mist and disappeared from the world.

"It only has the strength equivalent to the eighth level of the Vein Opening Stage, but there are a lot of it, to the point of almost no number of them.

Although the Sword Rain's killing range is huge, if I want to kill all of them, even if I am at the seventh level of Vein Opening Stage, being able to absorb the spirit energy from the heaven and earth through my acupoints, it would probably be impossible.

Therefore, we must break out! "

Chu Ling said softly, his heart becoming more and more worried for Li Yanrong and the rest. With such a red armored puppet wave, even he had to struggle to resist, much less Li Yanrong and the others, every breath of time would cause them to become more dangerous.

Chu Ling thought as he confirmed a direction and continued to hack and kill. But what made him disappointed was that even though he had already killed for half an incense's time, the tide of the red armored puppets in front of him was still limitless. He couldn't even see the end of it.

"Am I, Chu Ling, going to be killed by these fellows today? However, if even I am unable to withstand it, how could Senior Sister and the others possibly be able to hold on for that long?

Impossible, there must be something behind this. " Chu Ling thought like this in his heart. Just as he was about to ponder about it, he suddenly saw that the red armored puppet had merged with the ground in an instant, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

Chu Ling frowned, he did not understand what was going on, but he still walked forward quickly, and was using all his strength to restore the Spiritual Energy in his body.

"There must be some sort of pattern within this. I must grasp it. Otherwise, I will not be able to save senior, much less them. Even I myself will most likely not be able to protect it." Chu Ling muttered to himself.

However, just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw not too far away, there was a group of cultivators with a total of ten people sitting on the ground, silently recovering their Spiritual Energy.

Seeing this, Chu Ling naturally did not hesitate to walk towards the crowd. He had long knew that the Sword Grave was not limited to just the Pill Flame Sect's disciples, but it also contained a large number of cultivators who were unwilling to submit to their Six Sects Alliance.

Therefore, from Chu Ling's point of view, the enemy was naturally his friend. Even if they were not friends, asking what was going on with the red armored puppet was not bad either.

Chu Ling walked forward quickly. Even though he had already walked in front of everyone, no one was willing to stand up and talk to Chu Ling. This caused Chu Ling to feel somewhat awkward.

However, now that he had finally met someone, no matter how awkward it was, he still had to ask.

Chu Ling looked around, originally wanting to find someone to ask, but suddenly he saw a familiar face, after thinking for a long time, Chu Ling suddenly remembered that person's name, and was about to shout out.

As if he had felt Chu Ling's gaze, the person slowly opened his eyes and shouted at almost the same time as Chu Ling.

"Song Yufu!"

"Chu Ling!"