Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 826 jin gu zhong
“Golden Ancient Eternal Sword Art does not rely on strength.” Just at this moment, the Blood Refinement King’s disciple, Zhong An, coldly said.
“I’m not late, am I?” Xuan Lao said with a laugh.
“This is the Jin Gu Zhong?”
Fang Chen could feel an ancient aura being emitted from within the Jin Gu Zhong, giving off a very vast feeling.
The Blood Refinement King’s gaze swept across the eight of them, and finally stopped on Fang Chen’s body.
“Hmm? Why is there my aura on this kid’s body? ” The Blood Refinement King was an expert, so he could instantly feel that Fang Chen’s body still had a trace of the aura of a Blood Refinement King.
“Blood Refining King, this brat is a member of my Swordplay Arena, do not bother him.” Hearing this, Xuan Lao directly said.
“I’ve heard some stories about him, his strength is not bad.”
Several Mysterious King Stage Supreme Elder s spoke out in succession.
While the Bloody Refining King was staring at Fang Chen, he had never seen the latter, so why was there his aura on the latter’s body?
“Ancient sword, can I take off your mask?” The Blood Refinement King laughed.
“Interesting.” The Blood Refinement King laughed sinisterly.
Just at this time, a bell sound resounded through the Golden Sword City.
Many of the youths opened their eyes wide.
The bell sound represented the potential of warriors who had entered the Jin Gu Zhong.
This martial artist’s face was gloomy. He bowed his head and left the Golden Sword Mountain. Obviously, he had failed.
“Twice chimes, average potential.” The Fatty Li laughed.
“You, He Xuelin, are not bad either. Wu Li said.
Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was Fang Chen’s turn.
Seeing Fang Chen entering the Jin Gu Zhong, the eyes of Fatty Li and the rest lit up.
In the center of the Jin Gu Zhong, there was a praying mat.
Fang Chen sat cross-legged on the prayer mat, and suddenly streams of terrifying sword intent pervaded over.
Only by passing the test would one be able to obtain the Golden Ancient Eternal Sword Art.
In the outside world, on the peak of the Golden Sword Mountain, many martial artists were waiting.
This made everyone ponder whether the ancient sword could not obtain the Jin Gu Zhong’s acknowledgement.
“Could it be that the ancient sword really cannot obtain the approval of the Jin Gu Zhong?” Some of the younger generation members asked.
The Blood Refinement King laughed sinisterly while Xuan Lao’s expression darkened as he sighed.
Three consecutive bell sound s rang out.
Five echoes, 100% chance of obtaining Golden Ancient Eternal Sword Art.
“It’s only five chimes, what’s there to be happy about?” The King of Blood said disdainfully.
“Five chimes, not worth mentioning.” The King of Mountains and Rivers laughed.
In their eyes, the ancient sword was only mediocre.