Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

He could have easily broken the secondary sword, but he still threw it casually, and the silver-white flying sword jumped away like a fish swimming in water.

In the next five or six seconds, the sword fairy's attention was always focused on the bloodthirsty sword.

But the latter seemed to understand his thoughts, and never ventured into it again, always cruising around the outside world, like a child who is satisfied when he gets a cheap one.

Five seconds passed, and Chen An fainted again...

He sat cross-legged on the ground in vain, and all the flying swords spread out in an instant, hanging down, as if all his energy had been sucked out.

Among all the flying swords, only Bloodthirsty still held his sword head high and rushed towards Chen An's direction.

"You still want to run away after getting cheap?"

The sword fairy moved his feet, caught up with the bloodthirsty sword in a blink of an eye, and reached out to hold the hilt.

Bloodthirsty was unwilling to shake gently.

However, as the master, Chen An has already abandoned foreign things and closed his eyes to practice.

"Buzz buzz (waste master!)"

The blade of the sword conveyed a desperate and annoyed whisper.

"Your master is practicing, even if you scream and break your throat, no one will come to save you."

Sword Immortal breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know whether he was laughed angrily or amused, the corners of his golden mouth were slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile.

"Besides, even if your master saw it, he wouldn't be able to understand what you said, let alone defeat me. Who told you that your sword spirit hasn't formed yet?"

"Buzz buzz buzz! (Master Sword Immortal, I was wrong, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do!)"

"Really? I don't believe it."

The sword fairy's fingers lightly slid across the bloodthirsty sword.

The latter only swayed the blade, as if trembling.

The Sword Immortal smiles unscrupulously, like a perverted hooligan who threatens others with swords...

In the distance, Ao Gu opened his eyes and smiled contemptuously.

A piece of the golden body fell from Chen Feng's knee, and he had just pushed back the pieces of the golden body when he saw this scene from a distance away. He glanced at Chen An, who was obsessed with cultivation, and laughed again.

Sword Immortal really has the burden of being an idol.

About 2 minutes later, Chen An opened his eyes.

As soon as he stood up, he saw the bloodthirsty sword flying towards him, and hid directly behind his back.

"what happened?"

Chen An glanced at the distance, the senior sword fairy was standing in the center of the sword formation with his hands behind his back, his back was lonely and arrogant, as if he was floating in the sky.

"You don't want to continue practicing?"

The bloodthirsty sword pressed against Chen An's arm, and it took Chen An a few seconds to roughly understand what he wanted to convey.

"But without you, it will take longer for me to consume my spiritual energy?"

This is not the main reason, the reason is that if there is no main sword sitting in the guard, let alone scratching the sword fairy's skin like just now, I am afraid that he will not even be able to touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

The bloodthirsty hit Chen An's arm more and more violently, and even turned the blade of the sword, intending to stab him a few times.

Chen An was taken aback.

If it's a Tianpin cold sword, let alone stab twice, it's fine to let it slash casually while standing.

But he has experienced the sharpness of the bloodthirsty sword.

The proud golden body at this stage has no defensive effect at all.

"Ok."

With a flash of white light, the terrified Bloodthirsty Sword returned to the different space.

The Sword Immortal had a smile on his face, he turned around, and his expression returned to seriousness in an instant.

"Since I don't have the main sword, I don't need to test it anymore, you can practice on your own."

As he said that, the Sword Immortal's figure flashed and embeds directly into the wall, leaving behind a golden aloof back.

Chen An was a little depressed.

But cultivation is like this, and most of it is boring.

shhhhhh

In the golden hall, the whistling of the flying sword continued, occasionally stopping for a while, and then ringing again for 15 seconds.

In this neighing sound, the outside sun slowly rose into the sky.

噗

As if a balloon had been punctured, Chen An, whose face was gradually turning red, suddenly turned pale.

He opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in them.

"Thank you, Patriarch Chen Feng!"

Chen An straightened up and thanked Chen Feng.

"No, go back, your team is about to set off."

Chen Feng sat on the seat, his expression did not change at all, it was as brilliant as before.

But if the angle of view is changed, it can be found that there are cracks all over the heart of his left hand, as if the pottery that was about to break was forcibly bonded together.

Even though the golden light spots are constantly repairing the cracks, more cracks are constantly blooming, making people worry that the next second, they will spread in an instant, and his entire palm will be shattered under the chain effect.

Outside, Chen An opened his eyes, and the abundant spiritual power woke up Chen Zhengdao who was sleeping next to him.

The latter withdrew from the cultivation state, and seeing Chen An's pale face, he suddenly became strange.

But when he felt it carefully, his eyes suddenly widened.

"You advanced?!"

"Well, it's finally at the eighth rank of heaven."

There was an unconcealable smile on the corner of Chen An's mouth.

This time the advancement made him truly feel refreshed.

Although it took more than a month, but this time, he is real, and he has not absorbed any external spiritual power to achieve advancement.

Not to mention the sky level, even the earth level, I dare not say that I can cultivate so fast.

For example, Eagle Falcon and others in the natural selection team, it took more than two months to be promoted to the first rank.

What made Chen An even more happy.

He has mastered the knack of real cultivation.

Next, the process of accumulating to become the consummation of the eighth rank of the heavenly rank will definitely be faster than the seventh rank of the heavenly rank, much faster!

"gather!"

Outside the tent, Boss Long's voice came.

Chen An jumped out of the bed, a white light flashed, and the whole bed was put into a different space by him.

On the other side, Chen Zhengdao's movements were not much slower than Chen An's.

"Your breath seems a little weak, do you need to rest?" Chen Zhengdao asked.

"No need." Chen An shook his head.

It's just that the pond has expanded a circle, making the original spring water seem a little less, which makes him look a little weak.

Spiritual power is more important than blood to warriors.

His current condition is actually anemia.

Holding the spirit crystal, Chen An walked out of the tent.

When Chen Zhengdao walked out, the white light flashed again, and the entire tent, including the carpet laid on the ground, disappeared, leaving only the empty ground, and the grass leaves bent by the tent, which can prove that there once appeared a roof. tent.

"what?"

"Chen An, why are you so imaginary? Could it be that you had a lot of dreams last night, and your spring thoughts caused Yang Yuan to leak?"

"Young people should be temperate."

The tent where Ke Wu lives is not far from Chen An, and he has packed up the tent at this moment and is walking towards Chen An.

Chen An smiled harmoniously.

"It's really necessary, it's just early in the morning, do you want to practice?"

Ke Wu's eyes lit up immediately.

In the next second, Chen An no longer restrained his aura. The aura of the eighth rank of heaven was not strong. Among the extraordinary, he was even extremely weak, but Ke Wu shuddered violently.

"Fuck! You've advanced!"

"How about it, let's practice your hands, my skin is itchy."

Chen An clamped Ke Wu's shoulders to prevent him from escaping.

"No, no, next time!"

Ke Wu shakes like chaff.