Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold and he said calmly.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

The person in front of him was naturally not unfamiliar to him, but he recognized him at a glance.

Previously, there was that chase at sea.

It's led by this guy.

Hear this sentence.

Luo Chunfeng breathed a sigh of relief and spoke solemnly.

"Your mother is probably... not dead."

boom…!!

The words have not yet fallen.

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted, with violent air currents filling every corner in front of him!

Chen Zongheng's clothes were flying, his face was grim, and he was staring at Luo Chunfeng!

"What did you say!"

Chen Piwei on the side grabbed him by the collar.

His face looked extremely ferocious!

"where is she!?"

He has been dependent on his mother since he was a child.

The moment I heard the news, I even felt... despair!

"I don't know where exactly..."

At this moment, Luo Chunfeng was like a small boat in the stormy waves, his voice trembled, "I only know that in that murder, your mother's body was not found, and... everyone died, and died in the sea, except

She disappeared!"

Whoosh!

Chen Piwei's eyes lit up!

"I knew it!"

How could it be possible that my mother Ye Aiying, who had experienced many storms and storms for many years... could be murdered by such means!

This is definitely a situation where one has to resort to tricks.

Lure the opponent out from the darkness!

In an instant, he had already thought of many possibilities and couldn't help laughing!

"Are you sure?"

Chen Zongheng had no expression on his face and said coldly, "If this is your excuse to escape..."

"You will know the outcome."

Whoosh!

He pointed a little.

A wisp of sword energy suddenly crumpled into a ball and sank into Luo Chunfeng's eyebrows.

"A week later, the sword energy will explode."

Chen Zongheng said calmly, "Only if your strength exceeds the peak of foundation building can you resolve it."

"otherwise…"

He didn't say the real consequences.

However, it made Luo Chunfeng tremble!

"I, I understand!"

As someone who is proficient in interrogation, he is naturally... aware of many methods!

Look at the two bodies on the ground.

Luo Chunfeng's face showed a trace of bitterness.

If possible, he... wouldn't want to betray the dark web.

But, there is no way.

Master Qingyu, Madman, and Monk Zhenyan.

The three major foundation-building entities all fell on Luoxia Island, but...he was just a mortal who survived?

This is simply...

But, at this moment.

After Luo Chunfeng took refuge, he did not dare to have any evil thoughts and immediately told the story of the sword tomb.

Especially, the vision that happened there.

"In terms of time, it seems... it's the moment when I break through the sword elixir."

Chen Zongheng's eyes narrowed slightly and he fell into deep thought.

Will Wan Jian return to the clan...

He didn't notice anything strange.

…

Sword Tomb, outside Shimen.

Luo Chunfeng shrank a little and his voice trembled.

"That torrent destroyed the entire gate..."

ahead.

As expected, it was a dilapidated gate.

A trace of cold air suddenly filled the air, revealing a sharp and sharp chill.

Chen Zongheng slowly walked in, his mind power surging out, but the inside seemed to be in chaos, with only the cold aura spreading continuously.

"interesting…"

This is the sword tomb.

Could it be possible that the Blood Origin Ancestor...didn't discover it back then?

Or later.

Did someone set up a sword tomb here?

No, that's not right.

Zhen Yan once said before.

Lin Fuxian, the leader of Kunlun, buried his moon-stealing sword here thousands of years ago.

"Thousands of years ago..."

Chen Zongheng's eyes moved slightly.

Golden elixir monks generally have a lifespan of about five hundred years.

And, if you go further up.

The Nascent Soul exists and can even live nearly two thousand years.

but now.

It's no use thinking about this.

He withdrew his mind and looked forward with concentration. A bloody long sword... was hanging in the air, exuding endless evil aura!

This is a magic sword...!!

Why did the head of Kunlun leave a magic sword here?

Chen Zongheng thought for a moment, then put it away with his backhand. A stream of light roared out and merged into his sleeve, without even the slightest lag.

As if, extremely docile.

The formation here had been completely destroyed before.

Stay here.

This is the only magic sword left.

Luo Chunfeng looked at this scene and was secretly surprised. He had seen the two foundation-building experts suffer great losses here...

But, this person.
To be continued...