Zhan Xinzhi stood on the boundless sea surface, looking up at the sky, there was a person in the sky, with a cold look in black, wearing a black dress, and standing with his hands behind his back.

The two people's eyes met and murderous intent immediately appeared.

The people above the sky moved magic, and the entire sky burned, under the hot high temperature.

The magic moves, and the sea surface freezes around, and the cold air rushes into the sky, colliding with the heat wave.

A ferocious fire dragon pressed down from the sky, and an ice-blue dragon rushed into the sky on the frozen sea.

One ice and one fire fought each other, and the two of them flew into the air.

Chi Yan is the name of a man in black holding a sword, and Shui Han is the name of Zhan Xinzhi.

If he wins this battle, he will seize the opponent's attributes, as well as his natal sword soul and fire attribute essence.

Although the ice and fire attributes are incompatible, they are not unbalanced.

The two of them were floating in the air, and the sword in their hands exuded awe-inspiring power, enhancing the master's aura.

The man in black dodged by a sword, jumped closer, and slashed out with a sword. Zhan Xinzhi blocked the sword. The man in black quickly pulled away his sword and stabbed it out. While Zhan Xinzhi blocked the sword, the man in black kicked him in the chest and fell.

At this time, the battle between ice and fire was also won. The fire dragon shattered the ice dragon, and the flames in the sky pressed down, causing the ice layer on the sea to dissolve, and even the water on the sea surface was evaporated.

Zhan Xinzhi fell into the sea, facing the sky's body sinking, and through the sudden heated sea water, he saw the red flames coming to his face. Such a gorgeous scenery made him bitter.

After waking up from the dream, Zhan Xinzhi got up and sat on the bed. His clothes were soaked in the rain, and his whole body was sore.

There is a crack in the dream soul monument in my mind.

It is estimated that if the Dream Soul Monument endures three more cracks, it will be broken, and his idea of ​​having dual attributes will be shattered at that time.

And that person, he will never be able to defeat.

"Long Aotian!"

He pronounced the man's name, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Three months ago, in the Wunian Ancient City Competition, Zhan Xinzhi won the first place, and Long Aotian intervened, defeated him, and humiliated him in public.

"The genius of the Zhan family in Wunian Ancient City is just like this, and he can't stop my move."

This was at that time, Long Aotian defeated Zhan Xinzhi with one move, and then he said contemptuously and disdainful.

This statement was particularly harsh when Zhan Xinzhi's ears came to his ears. At that time, Zhan Xinzhi made up his mind to defeat him one day and return the shame of that day to Long Aotian.

After he originally won the first attribute ice attribute in the Dream Soul Monument, he no longer wanted to seize the second attribute.

Calculate that if you have higher cultivation, you will enter the Soul Monument and enter the Dream Soul Trial.

Ice and fire attributes are mutually generated and restrained. If they can be integrated, they will definitely have great power.

After experiencing the battle between Long Aotian, he was eager to become stronger, so he was so anxious that he entered the Dream Soul Monument before he healed.

"It seems that the injury still needs to be cured, otherwise even Nie Chengfeng from the Nie family will not be able to beat him."

He looked inside the illusory sword soul in the Dantian in his body, because the Dream Soul Trial was weak to the point of being almost transparent.

At this time, Zhan Xinzhi's cultivation level was the third level of the sword apprentice.

The young leaders of Wunian Ancient City, Ye family, Nie family, Wen family, and all are above the third level of the Swordsman.

At this time, the sword soul was illusory and its attributes were unstable. I wonder if his third-level cultivation would fall again.

Originally, his cultivation was one step away from the swordsman's nine-level swordsman. Because of Long Aotian's battle, he was not only defeated, but also because of one move, his cultivation level fell to the sixth level.

He had never thought that the gap would be so big before!

I thought that I had been so reckless that I entered the Dream Soul Trial before. Thinking of this, I smiled bitterly on my face.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and it sounded softly, entering Zhan Xinzhi's ears. He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man walking in, looking at Zhan Xinzhi with cold eyes, "If you have enough ability, don't show off, you can save yourself embarrassment!"'

"Father!" Zhan Xinzhi was a little timid.

The middle-aged man is Zhan Xinzhi's father Zhan Jingfeng. He is a fifth-level great sword master and one of the first-line strong men in Wunian Ancient City. He is also the leader of the Zhan family.

Zhan Jingfeng placed a sandalwood box that was wide and three inches thick across the palm of his hand on the table, and then turned around and left without looking at it.

Zhan Xinzhi looked lonely and knew that he had put his father under tremendous pressure.

As the most talented legitimate son of the Zhan family and one of the next group leader, the father of the patriarch is naturally under great pressure.

The box of Chinese medicine fragrance overflowed and gradually spread throughout the room.

He opened the box excitedly, and a blood-colored glass blood ginseng with a bit of clarity appeared in front of him.

He restrained his emotions and knew that now was not the time to take blood ginseng, and his target was the swordsman realm.

After glanced at the familiar furnishings in the room, he was looking for the ancient sword that he spent a lot of money to ask Wunian Ancient City for the best swordsman.

At this time, a person came into the courtyard, dressed in black, with hair tied behind his head, his eyes were like stars in the cold night, with a fearful coldness.

"Lu Haichen!" Zhan Xinzhi picked up the ancient sword.

The person who came was Lu Haichen. In his memory, Lu Haichen was about the same age as himself, had little talk and excellent sword skills.

Every time I compete with it, I always win, but I always show my strength to the outside world.

His cultivation level is at the ninth level of the Sword Master, but according to common sense, such cultivation should be in Wunian Ancient City and would not become an unknown person.

But a long time ago, he discovered a strange problem.

That is, when the clan and other families saw him, there was a hint of complexity in their eyes, and no one mentioned his life experience.

"It's coming again!" He sighed, and the ancient sword in his hand that had not yet been unsheathed to block the sharp sword.

Lu Haichen did not use his sword energy, otherwise he would not be able to be right now.

Even if it was blocked, the wooden tables and chairs in the house were shattered.

And his right hand holding the sword was also numb as if it was too electric.

"I want to play, wait until I recover my cultivation level. It's boring if I defeat you now!"

Lu Haichen retreated and disappeared into the courtyard.

He knew Lu Haichen's move was just to try whether his cultivation level had really dropped.

Looking at the dazzling sunshine outside the window, I couldn't help but sigh that I hadn't gone out for a long time.
Chapter completed!