The sky is like a curtain, the water reflects the cold waves, and the huge halberd marks out several dim crescent moons. The tip of the halberd is like a heavy peak, wrapped in soft clouds and clear clouds, absorbing the sharp will from all directions, accumulating the momentum of rushing into the sky, and being chopped into cyclones.
The explosive sound wave that was emitted traveled hundreds or thousands of feet forward in an instant.
Looking from a distance, it's like several snow-capped mountains in the sky were blown away in an instant, with ice and sleet floating all over the sky. In the blurred light and mist, the flying halberds couldn't help but condense and freeze, seemingly forever.
Stuck in their past, their shadows remain forever.
The light flows like the moon, the quality is mysterious, the sky is clear and the water is clear, the light is reflected and the water is clear, it is eternal and eternal, and the soul is crystal clear.
In the dreamlike beauty, there is hidden a deadly murderous aura that seems to shuttle through another illusory world. It has no trace and is completely natural. No one can perceive where it will come from and how.
When will it truly come and be released vividly?
Without any hesitation, Guo Dongjiang strode forward, his feet stepping through a series of scarlet crystal hazes, and his figure turned into a stream of light that pierced the sky.
Faced with this extremely changing and earth-shattering halberd, his heart went crazy, and he tried his best to squeeze the true energy in his body, and resolutely chose to continue to use the sword.
A burning and boiling sea suddenly rose when the light of the dark blue sword faded. As it rose higher and higher, the water in the entire sea strangely shrank toward the center, gathered, and turned into a raging wave.
The surging column of air is like a sharp nail tip coming out.
Obviously, this sword move, which uses tidal changes to compress power, cannot be separated from Song Chaosheng's auxiliary blessing.
It's just that unlike Guo Dongjiang, who only thinks about fighting against the world and burning himself, Song Chaosheng is more thinking about how to deal with it next, and looking for the direction of change in these strange halberd shadows.
Then, he had a lot of different feelings inexplicably. He looked at the sky and the earth. The light was like a painting, and the painting was like a tide of ink. There was flood in the tide, and the rhythm was silent. It was astonishingly louder than before, and thousands of water drops sounded in unison, setting off boundless waves.
Rain Tide is more profound and mysterious, further evolving the artistic conception of the moves.
Being able to perfectly imitate and use the opponent's moves, naturally integrating them into the meaning of the halberd, and using them as he pleases. Is this really something that an ancient dragon can do? So majestic and without any
Half a ghostly spirit!
Song Chaosheng, who was flashing countless complex thoughts, looked slightly pale due to the huge consumption of his true energy.
Then, there was another roaring sound between the heaven and the earth, and the vitality like a huge mountain fell, without breaking and analyzing into small water droplets. In the void in front of him, countless curved lines suddenly intertwined.
These symbol lines are getting brighter and brighter, driving the tide of vitality all over the sky to rapidly retract towards the spiral water column in the center, as if they are stirring to form a terrifying vortex that covers the entire "sea area".
The end point of the endless vortex is a sea-fixing needle that destroys thousands of things.
The halberd's awn falls, the needle tip rises, and the heaven, earth, mountains and sea appear at this moment. The energy storms of various colors converge and vibrate, blooming into bright waves of light. It is also like clouds and trees surrounding the embankment and sand, raging waves rolling frost and snow, and the endless chasm of the sky.
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"The front is actually stuck? It's a bit troublesome... I have to think about what plan to use..." At the same time, a slightly speechless voice sounded in the air, and it disappeared in an instant.
Before the attack was actually carried out, Zhao Qing did not expect that because the two great masters had consumed too much real energy and had almost no energy left, the seemingly majestic and earth-shaking "Dinghai Shenzhen" actually killed more than himself.
The force of the halberd was weakened by a full 30%.
Although this gap is not large, for non-body-training practitioners with limited physical strength, it is already an unbearable and majestic force that can kill people in an instant, and even rescue treatment is too late.
Two tiny figures flew out upside down.
Song Chaosheng, whose body was almost broken, rolled helplessly in the air.
For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to that afternoon many years ago, where he had become the person he was when he was first learning swordsmanship. He boldly tried to stand at the place where the waterfall fell, and barely stood to appreciate the charm of the water. However, he was accidentally knocked over.
A young child who fell.
The roar of the waterfall, like the most powerful music in the world, struck his eardrums again and again, shocking his soul. He lay on the cold rock, looking up at the sky, and water drops fell like stars, hitting his face.
The upper body is cold and painful.
Many years later, Song Chaosheng went through many hardships, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and he finally became one of the strongest masters in the Wei Dynasty. He thought that he had grown into a Kunpeng, able to fly freely and freely, soaring in the nine heavens.
However, on that day, when the sharp edges of the Hanjiang Qianxue Sword and the Baishan Blackwater Sword intertwined, and the blood of the Song clan dyed the earth red, he suddenly realized that he was still just the one chasing the water under the waterfall.
The little fish struggling in the river tide is unable to resist the huge waves of fate.
At this moment, high in the sky, the scene reflected in his mind gradually overlapped with the waterfall in his memory.
The frenzied tide was like a waterfall back then, surging forward and pouring into the increasingly narrow mouth of the river, as if it was going to swallow him up, a small fish swimming alone and trying to swim upstream.
So, he jumped up.
This time, he jumped farther and higher than ever before, as if he had broken free from the shackles of the world, penetrated layers of clouds, and rushed straight to the unreachable sky.
The feeling of clarity and transparency lingered in his heart, and he seemed to be in a pure and flawless world. The air was filled with clear air, and sometimes water mist rose and shrouded him, and he seemed to see his past self, and
The current selves are intertwined and overlapped.
Those weightless sorrows, the helplessness about the past that cannot be changed, and the confusion about the future that cannot be answered, all seemed to be released and reconciled at this moment.
Therefore, he no longer resisted the tide, but chose to become one with it.
The consciousness deep in the soul turned into a drop of water, perfectly integrated with the surrounding vitality tide, without any barrier. It drifted with the rise and fall of the river and sea tide, feeling unprecedented tranquility and serenity.
There was a loud sound in the sky, which was the astonishing vitality flowing at an extremely fast speed.
The thin light that had emitted from the distant stars tens of thousands of years ago seemed to have ignored the obstacle of distance, and crossed the continuous atmosphere above out of thin air, pouring straight into the interior of his air sea.
Although it was still daytime and the stars were not visible, the Canglong Qisu in the east began to become brighter and brighter under the influence of some strange energy, condensing a magnificent and colorful light, flickering and projecting a unique
their power.
At the same time, Guo Dongjiang, who was also struck by a halberd and sent flying backwards, with his long sword broken and the bones of his arms shattered to pieces, fell into a similar state of spiritual transformation.
As his thoughts wandered, he recalled his adventure trip into the deep sea when he first entered the Seven Realms decades ago.
During those days, he was alone, constantly going deep into the deep and dark sea, just to find the legendary Youdi treasure located in Xingzhou. Although it had been discovered long ago, there was still something left behind.
As he continued to dive, the surrounding light gradually disappeared, leaving only endless silence and loneliness.
Only the occasional flash of fluorescent light and the faint roar of sea beasts in the distance pointed him in the direction and broke the dead silence.
Just when he successfully discovered the ancient undersea ruins and planned to forcefully break its restrictions, it was probably because he touched the self-destructing center of the formation. Under the two huge iron towers, the earth vein fire that had been suppressed for a long time instantly detonated.
Several dormant volcanoes under the sea erupted without warning.
Red and blue flames intertwined, water and fire merged. The two completely opposite forces suddenly collided at that moment, like thunder, tearing apart the curtain of darkness in an instant. The yin and yang clashed and violently changed, annihilating all the breath, and also annihilating him.
All the distracting thoughts and attachments in my heart.
It was a shocking feeling that he had never experienced before, as if his whole person was swallowed up by that majestic power, and as if at that moment, he had touched the most fundamental mystery between heaven and earth.
When did a thick seawater barrier appear outside of my mind? I could only sit blankly on the highest peak of Biqiong Island, looking at the various sails coming and going on the sea level in the distance, but I forgot about that.
How could such a blazing volcano be born in the unfathomable chasm of the abyss?
Guo Dongjiang closed his eyes and felt his body sinking into the deep and dark abyss again, slowly falling into the volcanic crack where lava flowed freely, and his whole body was melted into a ball of hot magma.
Destroy and perish, leaving no trace of the past.
And when the volcanic eruption ended, the magma cooled and solidified, turning into a new seafloor rock layer. After an unknown number of years, biological communities finally flourished in the hot spring vents. His consciousness also experienced a long and silent period.
After reincarnation, he ushered in a glorious rebirth like Nirvana.
The shattered bones on Guo Dongjiang's body seemed to be immersed in the legendary spring of immortality. They began to grow and heal amidst the illusory bursting of bubbles, eliminating the sharp halberd that had repeatedly invaded and destroyed the flesh and blood.
, recast into a new, tougher and more powerful body.
If someone carefully senses and investigates, they will be surprised to find that in every inch of his newly grown flesh and blood, and in every meridian, there are pieces of boiling seas suspended, and volcanoes erupting one after another. Between them, there are
Countless mysterious and complex lines are connected.
They constitute the meaning of destruction and creation, a perfect cycle of endless life, yin and yang come and go, and water and fire are intertwined.
Countless silver stars fell on the bodies of the two losers as if they were substance, and then shuttled through them like nothingness.
It seems that there is not much intersection, but some mysterious energy that attracts the mind and thoughts naturally escapes, forming a glorious road paved by the stars shining one after another, like the most complex and obscure pattern on the star map, winding in the void.
It goes on and on, with no end in sight.
This is a key that guides them forward, a key that opens one door after another between heaven, earth and universe.
Wisps of faintly reborn true energy left their bodies and fell into this fantastic star road as Song and Guo were half-conscious and throbbing with thoughts.
The twinkling stars flew and danced, continuously crossing the ethereal trajectory, gradually quieting down, and finally staying at their fixed positions.
A new starry sky gradually formed, and resonated with the surrounding heaven and earth, echoing with the countless bright stars that were currently invisible in the endless sky.
"Am I breaking through the realm? Opening the last door between the seventh realm and the eighth realm, and truly reaching Qitian's realm?"
There seemed to be some confusion deep in the hearts of the two of them, but what was more, there was an indescribable joy and expectation, an indescribable release and relief, and a new understanding that transcended the scope of the self.
"Observe that the body is impure, that feelings are painful, that the mind is impermanent, and that dharma has no self." Only by eradicating all cultivation, and letting the spirit, will, and body infinitely empty can we naturally lead to a new world.
To be continued...