Chapter 2570

"That's right, it's … Xiao Hua from the Imperial Thunder Sect!!"

Zhu Chenghe checked again, and the shock on his face did not disappear, "The first team of the Imperial Thunder Sect, the first meritorious member of the Imperial Thunder Sect, oh, he was sent to the Spiritual Stone Mine of Mount Quanjin … Killed … by a swordsman …?"

Seeing this, Zhu Chenghe did not know why, but he let out a long sigh!

"Phew … This guy … How did he escape?

That year, I saw him being struck by the flying sword of Immortal Ming Jian with my own eyes! "

Zhu Chenghe suddenly realized, "But … I only saw him being struck. Although he was definitely dead, but … I didn't see him die. Could it be that … he had another adventure?

But, fortunately, he died in Mount Quanjin, or else … "

Thinking of this, Zhu Chenghe suddenly looked at the other jade slips that were scattered around, but there was a flash of fear in his eyes. He could not wait any longer, and all the jade slips fell into his hands, and he immediately immersed his Divine Thought into them!

Sure enough, in just a moment, Zhu Chenghe's face turned ashen, and he shouted in disbelief, "Mount Quanjin's Spirit Howl Array!!!

He … He and the first team of the Imperial Thunder Sect actually came back to life!

This … How is this possible??? "

Then, he immersed his Divine Thought into all the jade slips again, and looked through them carefully. He did not see any news about Xiao Hua, then he carefully kept the jade slips.

Zhu Chenghe stood there quietly, and for a good while, he suddenly moved, and his figure flew out of the cave. He did not have time to seal the cave, and his figure flew out of the immortal cave like a meteor, and rushed into a place in the Zhong Xiu Mountain Range, and disappeared!

North of the Sky Patrol City, in the sky, dark clouds covered the sky tightly.

Although the dark clouds were extremely heavy, there was no lightning, nor was there any snow.

But, faintly, there was a sound of thunder coming from afar!

The sound of thunder was very ear-piercing, as if it was under the dark clouds!

When the sound of thunder approached, another figure flashed across the sky. His speed was even faster than a shooting star as he dashed across the sky and scattered the dark clouds!

What was left behind this figure were not only scattered clouds, but also the sound of thunder that reverberated between the clouds!

This person was naturally Xiao Hua!

After Xiao Hua left the Sky Patrol City, he immediately flew towards the northeast, and when he was out of the sight of the City Guards, he immediately urged the Thunder Travel, and flew straight to the north.

Although Xue Yu Dao Master immediately flew out of Sky Patrol City when he received the report from the city guards, his initial direction was wrong. Moreover … his flying speed was not much faster than Xiao Hua's, how could he catch up with Xiao Hua?

He was destined to return empty-handed!!!

However, the pitiful Xiao Hua still didn't know that he had been exposed by the Xue Yu Sage of the Sky Patrol City. He was still flying around freely!

Activating his magic power, Xiao Hua pushed Imperial Lightning Travel to its limits. A feeling of freedom filled Xiao Hua's body and mind. Every pore on his body was filled with joy. It was as if cruising between heaven and earth, breaking away from all the shackles, was the life he should have!

Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes, and the Primordial Spirit in the space was carefully comprehending the Primordial Spirit Sword Manipulation Technique in Qin Jian's memory. This secret technique was used by sword cultivators to transform into swords, so it was naturally difficult to understand, and there were many secrets that were passed down orally by sword cultivators. Although Xiao Hua had obtained it for a long time, his progress was still very slow!

However, Xiao Hua did not panic at all. If he could comprehend it in a short period of time, he would doubt the authenticity of this secret technique. It was precisely because it was difficult to comprehend that he felt at ease. It was fine if he did not make a breakthrough in this secret technique, but once he did, it would definitely be of great benefit to his cultivation!

After being free for more than ten days, when dawn came, a ray of sunlight shot out from the ground, and in an instant, the whole world was lit up. Xiao Hua opened his mouth, and a mouthful of Grand Essence entered his mouth …

But when he closed his mouth and swallowed, his gaze froze!

In front of him, a purple color dyed the heaven and earth. That purple color was so pure and so alluring, like a kind of flashing glass, it instantly attracted Xiao Hua's gaze, and directly penetrated into his eyes, and then into his mind!

"Purple Jasmine Flower ~ ~" Xiao Hua was practically moaning as he swallowed with difficulty. His throat felt like it was dry land.

The purple color in front of him flowed like velvet, gorgeous like splashes of color, and also seemed to be purple flames dancing, emitting a flirtatious charm. Throwing away heaven and earth!!!

Seeing the Purple Jasmine Flower, Xiao Hua naturally knew that it was the location of the Sword Tomb, and he did not lose his direction. When the sun that flashed across the Dawn Rain Continent fell to the left of Xiao Hua, the Purple Jasmine Flower blotted out the sky and covered the earth!

He saw that this was a kind of spiritual grass that was about three feet tall, and on the purple background, there were traces of blood-red roots that stubbornly spat out from the dried-up layer of ice. From the root upwards, the dense blood-red threads gradually rubbed into the purple color, until it was purified into a purple branch.

On this two feet long pure purple branch, there were purple flower petals that were only the size of a grain of rice. These flower petals were hollow, and there was no stamen. All the flower petals seemed to be wrapped together, as if they had never opened before. What was special was that this purple flower petal was unusually sharp at the top and oval at the bottom, like a purple teardrop falling down!

If it was just a stalk of Purple Jasmine Flower, he would not feel that it was very beautiful, and it would not even attract people's attention.

But hundreds of thousands, millions of Purple Jasmine Flowers suddenly covered the entire snowy plains, covering Xiao Hua's field of vision. What was even more unusual was that when the afterglow of the setting west sprinkled on the flower petals, that stunning purple color mixed with mournful blood-red, truly filling the entire heaven and earth with sorrow.

Xiao Hua's heart suddenly gave birth to a burst of sadness. Looking at the rising and falling waves of purple flower petals under the gentle breeze, he secretly said, "For ten thousand years, for a hundred thousand years, I don't know how many cultivators and swordsmen have been buried here, and I don't know how much blood has been spilled here. Every stalk of Purple Jasmine Flower is most likely the illusion of a living person, and every tiny petal is most likely a drop of their blood.

Even though they have fallen, their souls are unyielding. Even though they have fallen, their hearts and eyes are open!

But unfortunately, what they saw was not light, they could only see frost, they could only see blood, they could only … year after year, day after day, they could only watch the battle between swordsmen and cultivators!!! "

After lamenting for a moment, Xiao Hua calmed his heart and secretly said, "The Sword Tomb … is one of the ten most dangerous places in the country of Xi. Before I entered the Imperial Thunder Sect, I had already heard of it!

But I didn't expect the scenery here to be so magnificent!

However, the magnificence is only on the surface, the endless danger is still on the inside!

Just like this battle, even though I am lamenting, those who deserve to die, I cannot be lenient in the slightest. Since I am unwilling to become a stalk of Purple Jasmine Flower in this Sword Tomb, I can only let others do it. Perhaps after a few days, the Sword Tomb will add another dead soul! "

Xiao Hua released his Buddhist sense, and it gradually extended into the depths of the Sword Tomb like a tentacle!

Precisely, when his Buddhist sense passed through these Purple Jasmine Flowers, the Sword Tomb gradually gave birth to a kind of sharp feeling, as if it wanted to cut his Buddhist sense apart. That kind of indescribable piercing pain transmitted over, forcing Xiao Hua to have no choice but to withdraw his Buddhist sense.

Xiao Hua took a deep breath of the chilly and icy cold air. He knew that this place was still the edge of the Sword Tomb, and it was precisely the place where the Violet Jasmine Flowers bloomed. If he went further in, he would surely arrive at the battlefield of sword cultivators and Dao cultivators. Not only were there numerous incomplete formations and sword formations from before, there were even numerous spatial rifts that had been created from the battles!

These rifts were probably as numerous as the hairs on an ox, and it would be dangerous for anyone to go in!

"The Snowy Highlands have always been filled with water, and the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth has always been abundant. But here, faint Golden Qi seeps out from the air. In the depths of the Sword Tomb, there are broken flying swords, and those flying swords are mixed with the remnant souls of sword cultivators who died for them. Day and night, these flying swords wailed in grief amidst the broken sword intent, and are also nourished by Golden Qi. This is the tomb of flying swords.

Not to mention the Dao Sect cultivators, even the sword cultivators of the Huan Country wouldn't dare to rashly enter if they didn't have an extremely clear path! "

Xiao Hua glanced at it, but he didn't have any thoughts of going deeper into the Sword Tomb. With a wave of his hand, he took out the jade slip, and immersed his Divine Sense into it to take a look. He smiled and said, "This young master wants to make some contributions to the Sword Tomb, so I'll plant a Purple Jasmine Flower!"

After he finished speaking, he very carefully identified the direction, and flew along the edge of the Purple Jasmine Flower towards a slightly higher mountain.

After flying for an hour, night had already arrived. Xiao Hua landed on the ground and looked around. Although this place was slightly higher than the other places, the Purple Jasmine Flowers were still everywhere. Coincidentally, there was a small protrusion in the middle of the Purple Jasmine Flowers, which seemed to be a large boulder. Xiao Hua strolled over, and along the way, several Purple Jasmine Flowers brushed past his Daoist robe.

"This place is great!" Xiao Hua floated up and sat on the boulder. He looked around and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

The night gradually dispersed, and the entire world was shrouded in darkness. The originally purple Sword Tomb was now emitting bursts of blood-red. This blood-red replaced the allure of the purple during the day, and everything under the pitch-black night sky was dyed red!

"Oh?

Purple … at night, it becomes the color of blood? "

Xiao Hua extended his hand into the "sea of blood" and was rather puzzled. However, as far as his eyes could see, his surroundings were blood-red. Moreover, that blood-red was speckled, and it was several times weaker than the brilliance of the fireflies.

When Xiao Hua's gaze stopped at the Purple Jasmine Flower beside him, he understood. The purple color of the Purple Jasmine Flower during the day was its petals, and these purple petals were wrapped up. Now that it was night, the purple color of the petals could no longer be seen clearly. However, the blood-red color of the petals could still be seen. This blood-red color contained a brilliance, and naturally, during the night, it was the same as the petals. Thus, this part of the world was dyed in the color of blood!

"Magnificent, sorrowful!!" Xiao Hua sighed with emotion for a moment, then closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

Another hour later, the night was already as dark as ink. The night wind blew over the Sword Catacomb, and the Purple Jasmine Flowers swayed along with the night wind. The color of blood was even more like a rippling sea of blood. Xiao Hua's body flickered with a faint, almost invisible protective golden light. He was like a small boat in the sea of blood, drifting indeterminately.