Dragon Slayer Cave, the place of devils.

Under the dark moonlit night, it was impossible to see even one's finger. However, in this area filled with eerie and terrifying atmosphere, there was a figure, holding a long sword, fighting a rotting corpse.

Click!

The criss-crossing sword light is filled with the aroma of wine. This is the sword madman honing his drunken sword skills.

His opponent was a rotting corpse that had been dead for endless years. It could be felt that the rotting corpse must have been a big shot during his lifetime. Even though he had been dead for many years, the resentment still remained.

"You are dead, let me defeat your last trace of resentment."

After the words fell, the sword madman roared, and the long sword in his hand suddenly spun, instantly smashing the head of the attacking corpse into pieces.

boom!

When the head of the rotten corpse was shattered, its entire body also collapsed. The bones that fell to the ground were instantly corroded by the cold atmosphere here, and completely disappeared in the long river of history.

Buzz!

Madman Jian raised his palm, and the wine gourd flew into the air, spilling out the sweet wine, and fell into Madman Jian's mouth drop by drop.

Gulu!

His throat kept moving, and after a long time, he was satisfied and stopped drinking.

At this time, the long sword in his hand was filled with the strong aroma of wine. At the same time, he could feel the long sword trembling slightly and making loud sword sounds.

"Is this the real drunken swordsmanship?"

The sword madman murmured to himself, an astonishing light appeared in his eyes.

It has been three years. For him, these three years have been worse than death.

However, the culprit behind all this is Fang Chen.

"I won't let you go."

A look of madness appeared in the eyes of the sword madman.

In the beginning, he was severely injured and escaped to the Devil's Land, where he was almost killed by the carrion. Now he has dominated a certain area, and no carrion dares to set foot easily.

Once you set foot on it, it will be like the corpse that disappeared just now.

call!

The sword madman took a deep breath and tried to calm down the anger in his heart.

"When I completely conquer the Devil's Land, you will die."

Sword Madman believes that once he can conquer the Devil's Land and command all the rotting corpses, he will be able to dominate the Dragon Slayer Cave and kill Fang Chen.

Buzz!

However, at this moment, in the core of the Devil's Land, a scorching light suddenly rose into the sky, breaking the silent night sky.

"What is that?"

In an instant, all the rotting corpses in the Devil's Land were swept towards the core.

And the sword madman naturally sensed the scorching light rising into the sky.

Buzz!

The sound of the sword clanging became louder and louder, and the power in his body seemed to be bursting out of his body.

His eyes widened, a turmoil arose in his heart, and he shouted something almost subconsciously.

"The Second Volume of Drunken Sword Art?"

Suddenly, Madman Sword's eyes were filled with a crazy and fiery look.

Since he completed the first volume of Drunken Sword Technique, he has been looking for the second volume of Drunken Sword Technique. From the light that just shot up into the sky, he sensed a trace of the Drunken Sword Technique inheritance.

He can be sure that the second volume of Drunken Sword Art has been released.

"Walk."

His figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

at the same time.

In the core area of ​​the Devil's Land, there is a strange altar. Under the altar, many members of the monster tribe stand.

The ancestor of the monster clan put his hands together and worshiped the strange altar devoutly.

Click!

Behind him, the faces of many tribesmen were full of fear, and they kept retreating.

They would never have thought that their ancestor would sacrifice his own people in order to obtain the ghost weapon.

Wow!

The body of a tribesman flew towards the altar uncontrollably, and was instantly enveloped by the light rushing out from the altar.

Wow!

The blood was sprinkled all over the altar. After a while, the blood dried up and was absorbed by the altar.

At the same time, the cracks on the altar grew larger and larger, and scorching light shot into the sky, alarming the entire Devil's Land.

The ancestor of the monster clan had extremely hot eyes and was quite excited inside.

"The ghost weapon is mine."

He was screaming in his heart.

Wow!

Another tribesman sacrificed his life and blood in an attempt to open the altar.

"Ancestor."

Some tribesmen were paralyzed on the ground, while others were crying with tears in their eyes.

"Is it worth it?"

However, the ancestor of the Monster Beast Clan had already been dazzled by hatred. He stared at his people coldly and said in a cold voice, "My descendants, I will definitely remember your sacrifices and your death."

, will bring eternal prosperity to our clan, you are the heroes of our clan."

After a while, dozens of clan members were sacrificed.

And the noise coming from the strange altar became louder and louder.

The first batch of rotting corpses had arrived, roaring angrily and engaging in a melee with many members of the monster clan.

"Stop them for me. No one can disrupt my plan."

The monster beast tribe fell into a state of madness.

The turmoil in the Devil's Land did not affect Fang Chen's enlightenment.

He dreamed back to ancient times, a dream that lasted for hundreds of years, and personally felt the power of the ancient mythical beast Suzaku, as well as the mystery of the "Suzaku Secret Art".

This moment.

He felt that he had mastered the real "Suzaku Secret Art".

With a flick of his wrist, the core secret of "Suzaku Secret Art" appeared in his palm, emitting a bright light.

"I see."

He couldn't help but sigh, it was fortunate that he had absorbed a trace of the thin Suzaku bloodline in Huang Tian's body, which allowed him to dream back to ancient times and see with his own eyes the scene of Suzaku entering the endless darkness to block the dark turmoil.

He was quite emotional in his heart.

At the same time, he was even more fortunate to be able to obtain the real "Suzaku Secret Technique".

call!

He took a deep breath and came to his senses. The phantom of Suzaku had disappeared and the sky returned to darkness.

He turned around to look, and was surprised to find that the golden stripe formation seemed to have undergone subtle changes due to the aura of Suzaku's shadow.

"Huh?"

Fang Chen let out a light sigh, and was shocked to find out.

Some of the movement trajectories of the golden stripe formation were clearly printed in my mind.

"this?"

He had to suspect that all of this was caused by Suzaku's phantom.

As expected of the ancient mythical beast Suzaku, even if it is just a shadow, it can release such vast pressure that the golden stripe formation changes its trajectory.

call!

He took a deep breath, and a burning look appeared on his face.

The golden stripe formation changed the trajectory of its operation. In this way, wouldn't it be possible for me to easily break through this formation?

Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the entrance of the passage blocked by the golden stripe formation.

His dark eyes stared intently at the movement of the golden stripes, while the "Suzaku Secret Technique" formula in his body started to work again.
Chapter completed!