Chapter 556 Tianlong Sword Sect

Style: Fantasy Author: Three thousand clear skiesWords: 2099Update Time: 24/01/13 04:25:09
Jiang Tian snorted coldly and directly drove the flying boat towards the entrance of the Blood Demon Valley, completely ignoring the two flying boats blocking the front.

"Stop comers, this secret realm belongs to our Tianlong Sword Sect. Anyone who wants to go in and explore must pay a spiritual stone first. Otherwise, go back to where you came from!"

Seeing the flying boat driven by Jiang Tian rushing towards him, a young monk wearing a gray robe and an arrogant expression jumped up from the two flying boats. He stood in front of Jiang Tian with a big thorn, indicating that Jiang Tian must pay the spirit stone, otherwise he would die. Cannot enter Blood Evil Valley.

Jiang Tian put away the flying boat and stood proudly in the void. Looking at the haughty-looking gray-robed monk in front of him, he said solemnly: "The secret realms in the world are all ownerless things. Why do you say that this Blood Evil Valley is some kind of Tianlong like yours?" Is it owned by the Sword Sect?"

"Hmph! Our Tianlong Sword Sect is inherited from the ancient sect. This is the birthplace of our sect. Now it is open to outsiders like you, allowing you to take out a spiritual stone and enter the secret realm to explore. It is already extremely generous. Do you still want to force your way in?" The gray-robed monk spoke plausibly and spoke nonsense directly in front of Jiang Tian.

"That's right! After all, this is the territory of the Tianlong Sword Sect. It's great that we can go in and explore after paying a few spirit stones. This young man looks smart, but I didn't expect him to be so ignorant!"

"People from the Tianlong Sword Sect are famous for being domineering. I think this young man may be in trouble!"

"This young man must have never heard of the reputation of the Tianlong Sword Sect. Otherwise, he would never provoke the Tianlong Sword Sect. He would simply pay the spirit stones like us!"



The monks who were queuing up to pay the spirit stones outside the secret realm of the Blood Fiend Valley raised their heads and looked at Jiang Tian. They were all worried about Jiang Tian. After all, provoking the Tianlong Sword Sect here would not end well.

"The Blood Fiend Valley is the territory of your Tianlong Sword Sect, and this is your birthplace?"

When Jiang Tian heard the words of the gray-robed monk, he suddenly burst into laughter, and then said loudly: "The Blood Demon Valley was originally the territory of the Iron Sword Sect of the ancient sect thousands of years ago. The reason why it became like this is because the Iron Sword Sect cast it If the weapon's abnormal fire is out of control, the terrain will undergo earth-shaking changes!"

Having said this, Jiang Tian looked down at the monks who had paid spirit stones and prepared to enter the Blood Demon Valley to explore, and said loudly: "If I guess correctly, the reason why you want to go in and explore is that you are willing to pay spirit stones. Is it because you can often find powerful flying sword magic weapons in this Blood Fiend Valley?"

"Yes! How do you know? This secret realm is rich in various flying sword magic weapons. It is said that someone once obtained the flying sword of the Wanxiang Realm!"

After hearing Jiang Tian's words, some people couldn't help but exclaimed, which further confirmed that his words were correct.

"Shut up, shut up!"

The gray-robed monk felt guilty and immediately rushed towards Jiang Tian. No matter what, he could not let Jiang Tian continue talking.

Jiang Tian just glanced at the gray-robed monk coldly, and at the same time, the power of his soul turned into ripples and surged out, sweeping the gray-robed monk in instantly.

In an instant, the gray-robed monk who had rushed toward Jiang Tian with great momentum immediately fell straight from the air like a kite with its string broken, and hit the ground heavily, falling to pieces.

"Do you know why this is? Because the ancient sect, Iron Sword Sect, ten thousand years ago, was famous for casting flying swords, so you can find all kinds of flying swords in this secret realm! Now you all understand! This is not the origin of the Tianlong Sword Sect at all, this is an unowned secret realm that everyone can enter and explore!"

Jiang Tian's voice was like the roar of thunder, constantly rippling outside the Blood Fiend Valley.

"So that's what happened. I asked why you can only find various flying swords in the Blood Fiend Valley. It turns out that the Iron Sword Sect that was built thousands of years ago only made flying swords!"

"The Tianlong Sword Sect is so abominable. They actually deceived us and extorted money and taxes here. If this guy hadn't reminded us, I'm afraid we would have been kept in the dark!"

"Having said that, who made the Tianlong Sword Sect so powerful! If they want to occupy this place, we have no choice! We can only pay the spirit stones obediently!"



The monks below who were preparing to enter the Blood Fiend Valley immediately exclaimed. No one thought that in order to collect the spirit stones, the Tianlong Sword Sect actually made up a big lie about the Blood Fiend Valley to deceive them.

"Damn it, who are you? How dare you come here to ruin the good things of our Tianlong Sword Sect? I can't spare you today!"

With a roar, more than a dozen monks were seen rushing up from the two flying boats. They showed their weapons and surrounded Jiang Tian.

One of them had a deer-headed man with rat eyes, wearing an empty purple robe and carrying a long sword on his back. Although he had advanced cultivation in the Zifu, he did not look like a strong man at all. On the contrary, he gave people an extremely wretched feeling.

At this moment, the purple-robed monk was staring angrily at Jiang Tian. The Tianlong Sword Sect had been collecting the spirit stones here for several years. There were many people who had questioned it before, but they had never revealed the secret of the Blood-breaking Evil Valley. Although he did not know what Jiang Tian was doing. It’s hard to say whether it’s true or not, but just by looking at what Jiang Tian said, it’s clear that perhaps the Blood Fiend Valley is really the relic of the Iron Sword Sect, an ancient sect thousands of years ago.

However, the Tianlong Sword Sect has only one word for people who dare to harm their own good, and that is to kill. Those who had previously opposed the Tianlong Sword Sect have already perished. At this moment, in the eyes of this purple-robed monk, Jiang Tian also Already just a dead man.

"You don't have to worry about who I am. Don't tell me that I won't give you the Tianlong Sword Sect a chance. As long as you obediently get away from me as far as you want now and don't use the Blood Demon Valley to make money in the future, I will spare your life today." Otherwise, if I'm in a bad mood that day, I might kill you, the Tianlong Sword Sect, to let you know how to write the word "regret"?"

Jiang Tian chuckled and did not tell his name. He had never heard of the Tianlong Sword Sect in front of him before. It did not look like an ancient sect hiding in the gap in time and space, but rather seemed to have received a line of inheritance. , certain forces suddenly rise.

"Boy, you are just a Yuandan Perfection cultivator, but you have such a big tone. Come on, cut him into pieces. I want to see if he can still be so arrogant before he dies! "The purple-robed old man snorted coldly, and then gave orders to the disciples of the Tianlong Sword Sect who surrounded Jiang Tian.

"Brothers, Elder Deng has ordered us to take action together to kill this kid!"

Some of the gray-robed monks raised their swords and roared, and then everyone swarmed up and rushed toward Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian looked at these Tianlong Sword Sect disciples and snorted coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Before he finished speaking, the power of the soul turned into ripples, rippling out from between his eyebrows. In just a moment, it was like a tsunami, sweeping through the sea of ​​consciousness of these gray-robed monks.