Chapter 308 I didn't mean it, why do I feel so tired?

Chapter 308 I didn't mean it, why do I feel so tired

In front of the broken stone tablet.

Tang Chen closed his eyes, his mind was clear, immersed in the enlightenment.

Since he became famous, everything he learned was either self-learned or from others.

As for the martial arts of the Pure Yang Patriarch, there is always a different style.

This has always been a regret in Tang Chen's heart.

So, he is trying his best to comprehend the sword intent left by the Pure Yang Patriarch, hoping to gain something.

Tianshan Stronghold.

What everyone saw was a sea of ​​blood and corpses, as if condensed from the killing of endless creatures, dyeing half of the world red.

"What a terrifying murderous aura!"

"The sword intent is almost condensed into substance, and there is also a mysterious law."

"Tang Chen sits in a circle, and every breath can resonate with the stone tablet. Is he comprehending the sword intent?"

This scene made everyone unable to hide their shock.

At this moment

There was an inaudible vibration from the depths of the void.

Evil spirit surged in Wang Zhan's eyes, and his black pupils became evil eyes, forcibly piercing through the void and locking onto a familiar figure.

"Jing Kou!"

"So he has been waiting for an opportunity!"

Wang Zhan smiled with satisfaction.

He originally wanted to take action, but now he was not in a hurry to do so, and looked like he was watching a good show.

On the other side.

Jing Kou was quietly approaching Tang Chen.

Because of the influence of the Supreme Bone, his appearance had changed, and he was already in a trend of entering old age.

On his face, hatred and murderous intent were rampant.

"I used this to severely injure a little saint."

"Tang Chen, you will die one day!"

The pleasure of revenge in Jing Kou's eyes became stronger and stronger.

He seemed to see Tang Chen die under the Immortal Killing Dagger, the corners of his mouth cracked, and his body trembled with excitement.

At this time, Tang Chen, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the stone tablet, opened his eyes slightly.

"Killing all souls... why not call it the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Technique?"

He smiled faintly.

He held the Black Mystic Immortal Sword in his hand and slashed it in the air at will.

Swish!

The sword was slashed out, and the world was silent.

The murderous aura was so strong that it seemed to want to kill saints, immortals, gods, and all things, and nothing would exist.

The sea of ​​blood surged, and the angry waves were surging.

The sword light broke through the sky and earth, and it appeared in everyone's eyes.

At this time...

With a puff!

Jing Kou, who was originally hidden in the void, was cut into two pieces by the blood-colored sword light and fell from a high altitude, which was extremely tragic.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise.

"Jing Kou is so miserable. He wanted to sneak attack but was cut by a sword."

"I can only say that Jing Kou is courting death and has to provoke Tang Chen."

"If it was a head-on confrontation, it would be fine. At least it would be fair. Now it's embarrassing. It has completely lost the face of the Ghost Palace!"

However, Jing Kou's vitality is extremely tenacious. After being cut in half, he did not die immediately, but lay on the ground and struggled.

Tang Chen scratched his head in confusion, and hurriedly took out a pill and crushed it and sprinkled it on Jing Kou's body, which saved his breath.

"Friend, I didn't mean it." Tang Chen smiled bitterly.

Everyone's face twitched slightly, and they didn't believe Tang Chen's nonsense at all.

Jing Kou was like this, staring at Tang Chen with a pair of eyes.

He held the Immortal Killing Dagger tightly in one hand, his face was as ferocious as a demon: "How...how did you find me?"

However, Tang Chen showed a harmless expression and said seriously: "You misunderstood, I didn't pay attention to you at all, I just casually waved the sword just now, and you died."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Kou was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood!

In the end, he choked to death on the spot!

A genius from the Ghost Palace, who had severely injured a little saint, had unparalleled assassination skills, and finally died in this way!

It's really embarrassing... people sigh!

"You are so lucky that you can pick up an immortal weapon here." Tang Chen didn't even look at Jing Kou, and bent down to pick up the Immortal Killing Dagger.

Although he was not interested in this thing, it was good to bring a fairy weapon back to Xuanjian Lingshan.

At this time, the continental plate shone with a faint light, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally fell into Tang Chen's hands as a treasure chest.

The treasure chest contained natural treasures, all of which were cultivation resources.

"Seven-color marrow divine liquid, a treasure for physical cultivation!"

"I saw a seedling of a true spirit tree."

"What kind of luck is this, I can actually get a huge amount of treasures."

Everyone beat their chests and stamped their feet, secretly sighing why God was so unfair, and all the benefits fell on Tang Chen's head.

"Huh?"

Tang Chen was monitoring the treasures in the treasure chest.

At this time, he saw a strange black unicorn horn.

Once the black unicorn horn appeared, the world rang with the sound of war drums, like golden swords and iron horses galloping across the earth, setting off a raging war.

When Taige saw this black unicorn horn, his eyes instantly became hot.

He came here just for it!

"Fellow Daoist Tang, will you give it to me? I will give you anything you want!" Taige strode forward and said excitedly.

Tang Chen weighed the black horn.

It didn't seem to be of much use to him.

Then, he smiled and handed the black horn to Taige: "Since Brother Tai needs it, take it."

Taige was stunned for a moment, then bowed deeply: "Thank you Brother Tang for the gift. If you have any instructions in the future, Taige will definitely go through fire and water and die without hesitation!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't sit still.

The Ancient Beast Clan is one of the four tribes in Beiyuan.

Taige is the first candidate for the next clan leader.

This sentence almost represents the entire Ancient Beast Clan.

At this time, all the women came forward.

Lan Xiaohe pouted and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"The Holy King Horn, the sacred object of the Ancient Beast Clan, and it was left by the ancestor, which is of extraordinary significance!" Taige explained immediately.

The women suddenly realized.

No wonder Taige was so excited when he saw this horn.

"From now on, Brother Tang will be a friend of my Ancient Beast Clan and will never betray me in this life!" Taige thanked again and again.

Tang Chen shook his head and said: "This thing originally belongs to you, and I have gained a lot from this trip, so you don't have to thank me."

He understood the sword meaning left by the ancestor Chunyang, and also created the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Art with the help of the Constellation Enlightenment Tea.

If the ancestor Chunyang knew about this, he would probably be crazy with joy.

At this time, the Ice Wasteland Divine Land.

The major sects and forces sighed.

The current chief of the Ancient Beast Clan immediately showed goodwill to the Ice Luan Clan, and Lan Xing and the others smiled back.

Because of Tang Chen, the relationship between the two clans became more harmonious.

Only the Wang family was silent at the scene, with a gloomy face, as ugly as if they had eaten a dead fly.

An elder of the Wang family gritted his teeth and said, "Sure enough, he is the direct disciple of the Pure Yang Bastard. This Immortal Slaughtering Sword Technique has the taste of Blood Immortal Sword Technique!"

The stronger Tang Chen is, the greater the pressure on the Wang family.

Because Wang Zhan and Tang Chen will definitely fight to the death in the Tiansheng Space.

They don't want to see Tang Chen grow up.

"Don't worry, Zhan'er is destined to become an immortal!"

"Tang Chen is not worth mentioning!"

Wang Xiao waved his big hand, still full of confidence in Wang Zhan.

Tiansheng Space.

Wang Zhan suddenly felt a little scalp numb.

He was like a general on the stage, with flags all over his back.

"Strange, why do I feel so tired..."

Wang Zhan said to himself.