Chapter 675: The Sword Master and the Swordsman dig out the roots of the four continents

"To be honest, you hid it very well."

"I placed the Golden Silkworm Gu on the high-level officials of the Sifang Continent for ten thousand years, but I didn't find this place."

"If this continues steadily, I won't be able to do anything to you."

"It's a pity. Although you are patient, you are still a little behind compared to me."

"If you can persist for another ten or twenty thousand years, I will definitely be the loser."

"Absolutely no, you just shouldn't send people from this place to kill 'me'. You are too impatient."

After saying that, Chen Changsheng rubbed his hands, and then hugged the colorful boulder in front of him vigorously.

"drink!"

Chen Changsheng shouted loudly, and his body more than doubled in size in an instant.

The terrifying power completely erupted at this moment, and the entire cave began to shake.

After millions of years of development, Sifang Continent has blessed this meteorite with countless formations.

Even if Chen Changsheng, the master of formations, took action, he would not be able to unlock the formation in a short time.

So the easiest way to take away this meteorite is to break the formation with force.

Countless defensive formations attacked Chen Changsheng, but Chen Changsheng managed to withstand it with his strong defense.

As the power increased bit by bit, the formations that maintained the connection between the meteorite and the earth began to collapse.

Chen Changsheng's Qiqiao also began to ooze blood, and the muscles in his arms exploded with wounds. It was obvious that this was a sign of excessive exertion.

It can cause the body of a strong Immortal King who is good at the Sea of ​​Bitter System and focuses on defense to explode.

It can be seen how much strength Chen Changsheng used at this time.

"rise!"

"boom!"

The muscles in his legs exploded, and the colorful boulder finally slowly left the ground.

The moment it left the ground, Chen Changsheng immediately put this thing into the system space.

"brush!"

Four people were buried in four tombs, and the three characters "Mourner" were engraved on the walls.

After finishing everything, Chen Changsheng raised the corners of his mouth and disappeared into the three-color teleportation array.

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Seeing the movement in the distance, the senior officials of Sifang Continent suddenly lost all hope.

Gone!

The roots of Sifang Continent are gone!

From now on, the Sifang Continent can no longer awaken the Heavenly Soul, and relying on the Heavenly Soul to carry the destiny has become an empty talk.

To put it more directly, the future of Sifang Continent is gone.

Thinking of this, Luo Kai said with red eyes: "Kill! Kill them all!"

"If we can't get the meteorite back, we will all die!"

After saying that, Luo Kai changed direction and galloped away. If he wanted to threaten the mourner, his only chance was Chen Xiang.

If you catch Chen Xiang, there is still room for maneuver in everything.

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On top of the mountain.

A young man in white clothes was holding a long sword, and there was also a man standing in front of him.

It's just that this man has a hint of ruthlessness between his eyebrows.

"Others are coming here. It seems that your father has really dug up the roots of Sifang Continent."

"Hehehe!"

"There's no way, my dad always succeeds in whatever he wants to do."

"As his son, should I do something next?"

Facing Chen Xiang's words, the man in white said calmly: "Three thousand years ago, you and I each used a sword."

"After one strike, you didn't draw another sword."

"The outcome that was undecided three thousand years ago, I'm afraid we will have to decide one point today."

"If we miss today, we will never have another chance in this life."

Hearing this, Chen Xiang nodded and said, "You are right. If we miss today, we may never have another chance."

"I heard that you reached the ninth level of the Immortal King when you were less than a hundred years old. Is this true?"

"It's just a rumor. I only entered the ninth level of the Immortal King when I was one hundred and thirty years old."

"No, do you want to be so perverted?"

"I have lived for more than ten thousand years and have not yet reached the ninth level of the Immortal King. You have reached it when you are more than a hundred years old."

"The Sword Master is the Sword Master, and he truly deserves his reputation."

Facing Chen Xiang's words, the man in white said: "You and I are both people who use swords. For us, realm is just the accumulation of energy."

"I was born a little late and couldn't compete with the Sword God. This is the biggest regret in my life."

"If I had been born a few years earlier, the Sword God might not be qualified to be the best in the world."

Hearing this, Chen Xiang said disdainfully: "In my father's time, you were not even qualified to be his opponent."

"I have never seen the past era. No matter what you say, I can't imagine the splendor of that era."

"You are the son of the Sword God, and the blood of the Sword God flows in your body."

"They say that a son looks like his father. You will definitely show me the charm of the former sword god."

"No problem, I'll satisfy you."

"Dad, lend me the sword!"

Chen Xiang's voice echoed between heaven and earth. At the same time, Chen Changsheng, who had fled Sifang Continent, suddenly heard the voice.

The sword spirit that had not appeared for a long time also floated out.

After glancing at the distance, Sword Spirit said calmly: "He lacks a useful weapon now."

"Then go ahead. He is Shisan's son. As an aunt, you have to help."

"But let's make it clear first, this counts as your initiative to help, not included in the three swords."

Faced with Chen Changsheng's shameless behavior, Jian Ling showed no expression on his face.

"I knew you would be a rogue, so I made a three-sword pact with you."

"But this sword really doesn't count, because I also want to meet Thirteen's child."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old sword strip behind Chen Changsheng flew out automatically, and then went straight to the Sifang Continent.

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On top of the mountain.

As Chen Xiang drank out, he saw an overwhelming sword intent coming from outside.

It felt like the sky was falling and the earth was falling.

Feeling such majestic sword intent, the man in white asked excitedly: "Is this the sword of the Sword God?"

"She is not a sword bearer, she is Sword Spirit Auntie, my elder."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Jiantiao appeared in front of Chen Xiang, and the woman in white also appeared out of thin air.

Looking at Chen Xiang, who looked very similar to Chen Shisan, Sword Spirit smiled.

"You look more like your mother, but your thick eyebrows and big eyes look a lot like your father."

"Aunt Sword Spirit, I'm going to trouble you this time. I lack a weapon to deal with this guy."

Hearing this, Sword Spirit smiled and said: "Thirteen actually doesn't need me much in his old age, because he is a sword in his own right."

"You are taking another path. It is normal to lack a handy weapon."

"Swing the sword to your heart's content and let the world see the sword in your hand, Chen Xiang."

After saying that, the sword spirit flew into the old sword bar.

Gently holding the hilt of the sword, Chen Xiang's eyes changed instantly.

Because at this moment, he is no longer the carefree Chen Xiang, but the number one swordsman in the Eight Wastelands and Nine Realms.

"Swordsman Chen Xiang, please enlighten me!"

Seeing this, the man in white also straightened his back, cupped his hands and said, "Tantai Chuixue, please enlighten me!"

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