Nine Tribulations Sword!
This name was like a soul imprint, deeply imprinted in Zhou Luo's memories.
His gaze was attracted by it, and he wanted to look away, but he could not.
His entire soul seemed to have been imprisoned by it, and his body kept moving toward the Nine Tribulations Sword like a walking corpse.
Wisps of gray mist gathered from all directions and surrounded Zhou Luo.
Zhou Luo's consciousness was constantly dissipating.
As it approached the Nine Tribulations Sword, it became clearer and clearer.
It was pitch-black and had mysterious patterns flowing on it like a celestial river. There were also endless Dao patterns on the hilt. Zhou Luo looked at it and it looked like the embodiment of some mysterious Dao law.
It was broken into nine pieces, and there were still eighty-one small pieces piecing together at the broken parts. The broken parts were also black, but at a glance, it looked like they had fallen into an abyss.
This sword was very strange. It was a broken sword!
Moreover, it was tainted with some kind of ominous feeling. This was Zhou Luo's feeling.
"Open!"
Suddenly, Zhou Luo shouted.
He bit the tip of his tongue.
The Ethereal Opening Soul Pearl appeared in the Qiankun Bag and floated above Zhou Luo's head to protect his mind.
The dual-pupils released a chaotic mist that covered the surroundings.
Lightning Emperor patterns appeared on the surface of his body.
Zhou Luo suddenly retreated, his eyes trembling as he looked ahead, his heart palpitating.
He regained his clarity and looked at the broken sword with lingering fear.
His mind was controlled by the sword!
Fortunately, Zhou Luo's reaction was fast enough and his consciousness was firm enough!
"Strange and ominous, but it's a good sword!”
Zhou Luo narrowed his eyes, and the dual-pupils in his eyes were excited.
The supreme talent was guiding him, telling him that the sword was a supreme object.
Moreover…
Zhou Luo liked it very much.
He just happened to be lacking a good sword.
Zhou Luo regained consciousness and observed his surroundings. He discovered hundreds of skeletons. The pressure on their bodies was extremely heavy. If an ordinary Martial King had come, he would have been crushed into meat paste.
"Wu Zong!"
Zhou Luo opened his mouth and couldn't help but think for a while.
When a powerhouse died, even the corpse could exert such pressure. Only a powerhouse above Martial Arts Grandmaster could do so.
Moreover, Zhou Luo observed the skeleton. The traces of corrosion on it were already very obvious. This skeleton had clearly existed for a period of time.
This was no ordinary Wu Zong.
"I heard that the Hidden Secret Realm was formed a thousand years ago, and Wu Zongs can live up to 1,500 years. If there were people who broke into the Hidden Secret Realm to obtain the Nine Tribulations Sword, I'm afraid there are a few who are still alive!
The person who took the sword died because their luck could not bear such a great killing weapon.”
"Let me give it a try!"
Zhou Luo thought to himself and quickly approached the Nine Tribulations Sword.
Thump!
All of a sudden, a formless pressure assaulted him. This pressure was enough to make an ordinary Martial Emperor's body crack.
Zhou Luo's expression changed slightly. This pressure did not come from the Nine Tribulations Sword, but from the two skeletons hidden under it.
Their bones were golden in color. They had been dead for an unknown number of years, but spiritual light was still circulating around them.
"He has far surpassed Wu Zong!"
Zhou Luo was shocked.
What exactly happened in this area?
The corpses of Wu Zongs were everywhere, and there were even two that surpassed Wu Zongs.
The Nine Tribulations Sword's allure was probably boundless.
Zhou Luo had the protection of the Thunder Sovereign Body. Furthermore, he was at the first transition realm, so his defensive ability was extremely shocking.
Although Zhou Luo's actual combat strength was only around the third or fourth-grade Martial Emperor, his physical defense was comparable to a ninth-grade Martial Emperor!!
But even so, when Zhou Luo approached the Nine Tribulations Sword, the two corpses shone in all directions like the sun, and their boundless pressure was even more terrifying than the heavenly might.
Zhou Luo's bones let out a rattling sound as if he couldn't bear it.
The closer he got, the more shocked he became.
He couldn't imagine how powerful these two corpses were when they were alive.
Martial Emperor?
War God?
Zhou Luo did not know, but blood had already appeared on the surface of his body.
The Ethereal Soul Pearl above his head was also trembling.
However, if it was an ordinary Rank-7 or 8 Martial Emperor, he would have turned into a puddle of blood.
Fortunately, Zhou Luo was finally close.
As he approached the Nine Tribulations Sword, the excitement in Zhou Luo's dual-pupils grew stronger.
The murmurs were like scriptures. The pitch-black sword was strange, ominous, and endless ancient.
Zhou Luo clenched his fist lightly, and the Nine Tribulations Sword fell into his hand.
Icy cold!
There was also an endless sense of killing.
However, he did not experience anything else. Wisps of gray mist seeped out and wrapped around the sword. It even gently touched Zhou Luo's palm like a child.
Zhou Luo sensed the spirit of the Nine Tribulations Sword. It seemed to be very curious.
It was like a newborn child, as if no one had ever mastered it.
The Nine Tribulations Sword hummed slightly, and a sharp pain came from his palm.
It was resisting!
"My luck is the only one in history. Hurry up and return!”
Zhou Luo shouted.
He sank his consciousness into the sword.
Boundless golden light from providence enveloped Zhou Luo.
The Nine Tribulations Sword was trembling violently. It seemed to be struggling and trembling.
The blade of the sword was corroded by bits of golden light!
Ten percent!
Twenty percent!
30%!
Soon, 30% of the area was covered.
When it crossed 50% of the area, Zhou Luo's dual-pupils had some changes.
A white jade light appeared in his left eye, and boundless life force was born within.
His eyes moved slightly, and the power that could make all things come to life flowed. The wounds on Zhou Luo's body healed in the blink of an eye.
This was the life force of endless creation!
Sixty percent!
When it reached 60%, wisps of black fog appeared in his right eye.
There was even a faint burning light.
It was like the fire of hell, carrying a destructive aura.
It was continuously condensing and taking shape.
This was the destructive power of the Netherworld!!!
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