Chapter 1961 The Power of the Sword Heart(1/2)
The biggest difference between sword cultivators and other cultivators lies in their different training directions.
The essence of the process of ordinary monks' cultivation is the process of exploring the mysteries of the universe. The so-called power of law is the power of the rules of the universe.
The Great Dao manifests and evolves into the Three Thousand Laws, which is how the world understands it.
Sword cultivators, on the other hand, explore themselves and use themselves as a medium to create their own power of law to fight against the rules of the universe.
One is based on the big view, the other is based on the microscopic view. The two paths are completely opposite.
Before a sword cultivator reaches the sword mind state, he is still in the two stages of "refining weapons" and "cultivating the body". Only after breaking through the sword mind state can he truly enter the "integration of the Tao" stage.
As the saying goes, "The world refines weapons, real people cultivate themselves, and gods and men combine with the Tao." The Ling Xiao in front of him has entered the stage of "harmony with the Tao" and created his own rules of swordsmanship!
A layer of white misty glow enveloped a thousand miles in radius!
Within this range, the power of the laws of the three thousand avenues are suppressed, and only Ling Xiao's own sword laws are the supreme laws!
"Is this the legendary sword realm?"
Liang Yan's eyes widened as he looked at this shocking scene.
All he has been thinking about these past few years is how to break through the Sword Mind Realm. He never expected that before this, he would actually see the power of the Sword Mind Realm displayed by others.
The so-called sword domain is actually the same type of magical power as his reincarnation domain.
Once the monks who practice Three Thousand Avenues have accumulated the power of the law they are good at to a certain extent, they can display it in the corresponding field. However, this requirement is very stringent, and it is almost impossible for monks under the Yasheng to achieve it, even if they have achieved it.
The sub-sage may not necessarily have enough power of law to use it.
For example, Liang Yan's "Reincarnation Realm" is completely dependent on the Tianji Pearl, and the power of the laws of his own cultivation is not enough to support it. This is an exception.
Because of this, every time Liang Yan used the realm of reincarnation, he had to inject a large amount of spiritual power into the Tianji Pearl, causing his body to be drained dry, and the duration was not long enough.
What is different from the ordinary law field is that in the sword field, the power of other laws will be suppressed. Once the two sides fight, the sword cultivator can easily use the sword rules he created to break the opponent's law power.
At this moment, in Ling Xiao's sword domain, his sword light had turned into a seven-foot-long white snake, swimming back and forth in mid-air. Wherever it passed, the power of Liang Yan's four laws all disappeared.
Snakes are spooky and treacherous, waiting for opportunities to move.
Ling Xiao's Spirit Snake Sword Heart allows him to see through the enemy's spell changes, find flaws in them, and kill him with one blow!
Liang Yanhe Wuxin worked hard and made countless preparations for the fatal blow, but he was able to calmly resolve it.
Not only that, the white snake-like sword light twisted and circled, bypassing Liang Yan's layers of defense, and stabbed out like a poisonous snake, breaking through his protective golden light with one sword!
Liang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly!
The smell of death has never been so real. At this moment, Liang Yan seemed to see his own death.
He has no doubt that if he is stabbed in the vital point by this white snake-like sword light, even with the "Immortal Dragon Body", he will not be able to recover in a short time. And then, the opponent's sword energy will crazily destroy his body, and will
His true spirit, soul, and every piece of flesh and blood were chopped into ashes.
At the critical moment, Liang Yan used his magic power to summon the Guiyi Jue clone in front of him.
The white sword light stabbed out like a poisonous snake, pierced through the clone's front chest, and then pierced through the back chest, stabbing him to the core!
The cunning and ruthless sword energy entered the clone's body and spread to the limbs and bones. In just a blink of an eye, there was an explosion, and the clone was torn apart and turned into countless pieces of corpse and flesh.
And those white sword energy didn't give up, drilling around in mid-air, like billions of poisonous snakes, instantly chopped these blood clots and corpses into flying ash, leaving not even a trace.
Liang Yan took a breath of cold air.
After the white sword light killed the clone, it still retained its momentum and continued to gallop forward, arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye.
However, due to the obstruction of the clone, the power and speed of this sword light were greatly reduced.
Liang Yan immediately erupted with infinite sword intent, recalling all four sword pills including Mayfly and Black Lotus, and activated the power of Nine Turns Golden Pill and Sword Infant. He almost tried his best to be able to block this fatal attack.
of a sword.
Zheng!
After a sword cry, the "White Snake" bounced upward.
Liang Yan fell heavily and fell into the dense forest at the bottom of the cliff, creating a huge deep pit.
"Liang Yan!"
Wu Xin screamed in surprise and quickly flew towards the deep pit where Liang Yan was. At the same time, he made seals with his hands and the demonic energy in his body surged crazily.
I saw the real demon's energy surging, and thirty-three real demon knives were condensed in one breath. Wu Xin pointed his hand and slashed towards Ling Xiao.
"Haha, the pearl of a grain of rice also emits brilliance?"
Ling Xiao sneered and waved his sleeves.
The white sword light swiped upwards, tearing out a crescent-like crack in space, and then strung together thirty-three real demon knives, instantly cutting them into ashes!
Wu Xin knew that he was no match for him, so he just stopped him. While shooting out the real magic sword, his body accelerated and fell, and he soon reached the sky above the pit.
Before she could check, Liang Yan had already jumped out of the pit.
His clothes were ragged and there were many wounds on his body, but his energy and blood were still strong. It seemed that his foundation was not injured, just some ordinary wounds.
"How are you?" Wu Xin asked still worried.
"I'm fine."
Liang Yan shook his head slightly and glanced around at a very fast speed. He found that the place where he fell was a valley, surrounded by ancient trees that were hundreds of feet high, lush and green, blocking out the sky and the sun.
A gray-brown mist filled the surroundings, making it impossible for spiritual consciousness to spread, making it difficult to see the entire forest.
"go!"
Liang Yan waved his sleeves and held out a golden flag.
The flag fluttered in the wind, and the four characters "Edict of Ten Thousand Demons" on the front revealed golden light, soaring upward into the sky, turning into a circle of golden ripples, blocking Ling Xiao who was pursuing him in mid-air.
"Ten Thousand Demon Banners?!"
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, the speed of his pursuit slowed down a lot, and at the same time, he pinched the sword in his hand sharply.
Boom!
The white sword light flew back, clashed with the circle of golden ripples, and erupted with an earth-shaking loud noise, shattering all the surrounding rocks.
Liang Yan took this opportunity to take back the Ten Thousand Monsters Flag in his hand, then pulled Wu Xin beside him, dodged and got into the mist of the dense forest.
"It turned out to be just a bluff."
Ling Xiao sneered.
When he suddenly saw the Ten Thousand Demon Banners just now, he was indeed frightened.
You must know that this magic weapon comes from the Demon Saint, one of the Four Saints in Tiangong City. The Four Saints have accumulated prestige over time, especially the Demon Saint, who is moody. With his current level of cultivation, he would not dare to offend him.
But after a duel, Ling Xiao realized that although this "Ten Thousand Monster Flags" was blessed with great magic power by the saint, it was only passed down in the lineage of the demon clan. When it is activated, the original demon power needs to be injected, and the demon power is more powerful.
The stronger, the greater the power.
Although Liang Yan has profound magic power, he is not a demon. Without the original demon power, he cannot exert the true power of this magic weapon.
Ling Xiao cut through the golden light emitted by the Ten Thousand Demon Banners with a sword. He glanced around and found that the surrounding dense forest was empty, with no trace of the two of them. The forest in the distance was shrouded in mist, and his consciousness could not spread out.
"Fantasy about escaping from me? Forget it, I'll play this cat-and-mouse game with you!"
Ling Xiao sneered several times and pinched the magic formula in his hand.
I saw a Bagua mirror flying out from his sleeves and hanging above his head, emitting a mysterious blue light.
At the same time, deep in the dense forest, Liang Yan and Wu Xin were flying away at extremely fast speeds.
This dense forest is vast and boundless, spreading all the way out of the valley, stretching for thousands of miles with no end in sight.
Liang Yan's face was extremely solemn and he said in a deep voice:
"This person is so powerful that it is rarely seen in the world! With his swordsmanship, even if he is the supreme demon king, Liu Changshou and others who are also sub-sages, they will definitely not be able to withstand a hundred moves. I am afraid that only Danyang will be born. I would rather not
Only a top player like him can compete with him."
"indeed."
Unintentionally agree.
Although she has never met the people Liang Yan mentioned, she probably knows the strength of the human race's sub-sages.
The sword cultivator in front of me is probably the top being among the sub-sages. Unless a saint takes action, there is no chance of winning.
To be continued...