"not good!"
Chu Xiu's expression changed drastically. At that moment, it felt like a mountain was pressing down on his back.
The body sank uncontrollably.
Together with Queen An Lan beneath him, they sank directly into the silver liquid.
"not good."
Queen An Lan's face changed drastically, and before she had time to react, her entire body had completely sunk into the silver liquid.
It was also at the moment when the two of them sank into the silver liquid that they both became completely awake.
The other party is not an illusion at all.
The real touch seems to be magnified ten thousand times in this silver liquid.
The endless sword intent constantly invaded the bodies and wills of the two men.
Fortunately for Queen An Lan, she was one of the top swordsmen in the contemporary era. Although her state of mind has been slightly affected recently, her sword intent can still barely resist the sword intent in Wanjian Pond.
She possesses a powerful sword intent, and it is as if she has drunk chronic poison at this moment.
Chu Xiu, who was not a swordsman, seemed to have drunk the most powerful poison at this moment. He did not have any sword intention in his body to resist this sword intention.
At this moment, his spirit and will were suffering unimaginable damage, which awakened the past that he had almost forgotten.
He once suffered from the cold poison of the Wild Ice Silkworm, wandering on the edge of life and death. Extreme pain was an ordinary experience.
Now, similar torture has struck again.
After a short period of extreme pain, a hint of indifference flashed in Chu Xiu's eyes.
"Pain will only make me stronger!"
The bodies of the two people were sinking continuously. Through the silver liquid that filled the space between the two people, Chu Xiu stared into the eyes of Queen An Lan.
Queen Anlan closed her eyes and was trying her best to resist the sword intent that filled her body.
Suddenly, she felt something strange.
Just as he was about to open his eyes, his eyelids stung.
The sword intent permeated the silver liquid, stabbing her so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.
At the same time, there was another stinging pain attacking her!
Queen Anlan gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and sword energy erupted from her body.
The bodies of the two of them dropped about a hundred feet and stopped.
Under him is an ancient stone plate engraved with Tai Chi patterns.
In the center of the black and white areas of Tai Chi, there is a long sword inserted in each.
Queen An Lan had long been unable to resist the invasion of the dense sword intent around her. She had fallen into a coma and was lying in Chu Xiu's arms. She looked sluggish and had no strength left in her body. Her pale face showed a somewhat abnormal blush.
Chu Xiu was also tortured by the sword, but his tolerance for all kinds of pain was obviously far greater than that of Queen An Lan.
At the bottom of the Ten Thousand Swords Pool, he was very calm and knew that he did not understand the formation or what the Tai Chi pattern was.
But he knew that if trapped here, he and Queen Anlan would probably suffocate to death.
"It's almost time."
Chu Xiu's eyes flashed and he quietly opened the stopper of the green gourd.
During the descent into the silver liquid, he did not leave behind the Wild Sky Sword and the green gourd.
Turning the three elements into one, holding the bottom of the cyan gourd in his right hand, wisps of suction appeared in his palm.
After a moment, wisps of silver liquid poured into the green gourd.
Sword intent, riot!
At this moment, the sword attack that Chu Xiu endured increased by more than ten times.
"grass!"
A curse word escaped from Chu Xiu's mouth.
He originally thought that after opening the gourd to absorb the silver liquid, a space without silver liquid would be formed at the lowest point of Wanjian Pond.
Unexpectedly, the gourd absorbed the silver liquid and did not create a liquid-free space.
Actually, this is normal.
As soon as the silver liquid above the gourd flows into the gourd, the liquid above the gourd will flow in, and the space released is reflected at the top of Wanjian Pond!
The violent sword intent seemed to want to get into Chu Xiu's brain.
This is a form of mental torture.
"Sword Intent..."
Chu Xiu was suffering from the attack of sword intent. This time, changing his attention could no longer distract him from this mental torture.
"Sword intention, sword intention, what exactly is sword intention?"
The irritable Chu Xiu had such a thought in his mind.
"Only a true swordsman can exude condensed sword intent."
"I'm not."
"But I, maybe, could be too."
This thought came to Chu Xiu's mind, thinking that if he could absorb all the sword intent that tortured him and turn it into his own sword intent, there would be nothing wrong with it.
Three yuan unified!
Chu Xiu began to frantically run the mental method of returning the three elements to one.
At the same time, he tentatively immersed his mind in the spirit of the ancestral aperture.
Originally, he just wanted to try to see if he could avoid this kind of mental torture, but unexpectedly, he made a new discovery.
The violent sword intent actually followed Chu Xiu's mind and penetrated into the ancestral orifice.
As soon as he entered the ancestral aperture, all the sword intent turned into a silver sword.
The next moment, the silver swords all turned into light spots and floated towards Chu Xiu's ancestral aperture spirit.
"this……"
Chu Xiu was a little stunned.
A steady stream of sword intent entered the ancestral aperture, first turning into a sharp sword, and then turning into a point of light, which merged into Chu Xiu's ancestral aperture spirit.
gradually.
In the arms of Chu Xiu's ancestral aperture spirit, a faint silver sword appeared.
"Is this my sword intention?"
"Or is this... Sword Spirit?"
A strange look flashed in Chu Xiu's eyes, and he noticed that the sword intent surrounding him was like a soldier turning against him in the face of battle.
Originally, his spirit was tortured by the sword intent.
At this moment, it feels like a spring breeze.
In the ancestral orifice, the silver sword gradually became solid.
Chu Xiu's mind returned to his body, and the sword intent was still continuously intruding into his ancestral orifice.
This feeling is very wonderful.
Glancing at the top, there was only less than ten feet of silver liquid left, and it was still flowing into the gourd.
Looking down at the beauty in his arms, Chu Xiu couldn't help but sigh.
Now, I couldn't explain it at all.
After the green gourd absorbed all the silver liquid, Chu Xiu released part of the silver liquid in a very stupid way, blocking it above the Wanjian Pond, creating the illusion that there was no change here.
He was at the bottom of Wanjian Pond and woke up Queen Anlan who had fallen into a coma.
In the forbidden area.
The mist is flowing violently, and the sword energy seems to be out of control, raging crazily.
The Divine Arrow Guards from Beiliang have sneaked into the forbidden area.
They were hit hard by the endless sword energy, and their expressions changed drastically. Even the strongest among them could no longer draw the bow and shoot an arrow.
The weaker ones screamed and knelt down, their bodies covered with bloody sword marks.
Outside the forbidden area.
Elder Broken Arm frowned tightly, and he vaguely felt that the sword array in the forbidden area seemed to have changed.
"That boy..." Thinking of Chu Xiu's identity, Elder Broken Arm was momentarily surprised. For some reason, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He always felt that Mr. Thirteen of Suzaku Academy might do something in the forbidden area. Bad things.
In the Jiange Pavilion, a Supreme Elder of the Jiange Pavilion walked out of several caves.
They stood in the air and looked towards the direction of Jiange.
"Something happened to the Ten Thousand Sword Heart-killing Formation." An old, beardless Supreme Elder said in a deep voice.
"Hmph, it's normal for disciples from the back mountain of Zhuque Academy to have problems when they come here." The old man in red robe sneered, "The last time there was a problem in the forbidden area, it was caused by Yang Jing in the back mountain of the academy."
"Yang Jing helped us perfect the Ten Thousand Sword Heart-killing Formation. This time, I feel something is different." An old man in green robe stared at the fog in the forbidden area and asked in surprise, "Is the sword's intention weakening?"
"Something is indeed wrong. The sword intention has faded and the sword energy is also overflowing."
"What's going on? The Supreme Sword Liquid has not decreased, how can the sword intention fade?"
"Huh? Why can't I feel the breath of those two people?"
"..."
All the Supreme Elders of the Sword Pavilion focused their attention on Wanjian Pond, and the same thought came to their minds:
Chu Xiu and Jinghong Sword Immortal entered the depths of Wanjian Pond.
Only in this way will the sword formation riot.
"Master uncles and master uncles, please protect the forbidden area together and prevent the sword energy from being lost." At this time, Wei Fengwu, the master of the Jiange Pavilion, came from the air, "Those two people have special identities, so don't worry about them for now."
"good."
All the Supreme Elders of the Sword Pavilion stood on the outside of the forbidden area, casting spells to block the loss of sword energy.
"Jiange, where should we go?"
Wei Fengwu stared at the misty forbidden area, his eyes flashed with depth.
