Chapter 1,631: Cutting off the galaxy for thirty thousand miles, but the extremely sword dragon chanted
Chapter 1635 Cutting off the galaxy for thirty thousand miles, but causing the Extreme Sword Dragon to chant
"Buzz!"
When the sword intent rises, the ruins move.
As the ancient book under the kendo disk lit up, the entire three heavens above and below the ruins of God trembled.
Above the nine heavens, the thirty million lightsabers coming from the galaxy flickered, changed, and finally all hovered in the sky.
It doesn't look like it's disorganized.
It seems that it coincides with the great road and forms a sword formation, which is thought-provoking.
Even the leader's Angry Immortal Buddha Sword shined with extremely bright light, and there was a clear excitement on the sword, and...
"eager?"
The sky is dull.
It was the first time that he felt so empathetic to the spirituality of the Buddha's Sword Fury Immortal.
It seems that the compatibility between them is so high that he can see the emotions of the angry immortal so clearly.
but not!
Dao Qiongcang knows very well that this is not the case at all!
This sword has been with him for so long, except for the slight fluctuation when he purified the Diying Holy Strain.
This is the first time that it shows such full emotion!
Not convinced...
I'm not convinced...
It was given to me out of spite, not to you!
Dao Qiongcang shook his head in despair. After thirty years, he thought that time would smooth out the gap and make up for the shortcomings.
He has practiced swordsmanship to the point where he is a master.
I never thought that when we met again during the war - even before they met officially, I would experience the dominance of the former number one swordsman.
The oppressive feeling of death came over me, but the Eight Masters didn't even draw their swords this time?
"More than twenty years! Angry Immortal!"
Dao Qiongcang shook his head day after day, thinking in his heart that for so many years, I have washed your body and feet, bought you the most beautiful scabbard to wear, ate with you, slept with you on the same bed, but you are not moved.
In the end, your soul will be taken away by someone else's look, and you may even be dissatisfied and want to turn against you.
Are you worthy of me?
Are you worthy of your title of "Buddha Sword"?
…
"Keng——"
Buddha Sword Fury Fairy clearly didn't know what the temporary holder of it, who was not even its master, was jealous of.
When I sensed that he needed help and received his call.
It tried its best to help mobilize 30 million Holy Judgment Swords to form a sword formation, and the peacock opened its tail.
The only thing I want to do is express myself.
In fact, the Nuxian didn't even know who this "him" was, it only sensed a faint aura.
This is enough!
A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a famous sword chooses its master to work with.
With that faint aura, the Furious Immortal Buddha Sword knew that after the resentment, a more suitable master appeared for him.
It does not want to be the Divine Sword Xuan Cang, nor does it want to be the Sovereign Emperor Sword. The famous sword is covered in dust and left in a dark room.
It aspires to become the Taicheng Sword, to become the Four Swords. Even if each of them only shines for a while, at least it will shine brightly and brilliantly.
This is enough.
"bring it on!"
"Master me, hold me, untie me!"
The Buddhist Sword Fury Immortal led thirty million young men, and with the force of ten thousand swords returning to the clan, they rushed towards the imprisoned man, and were about to finish sending me off in the snow...
Although the sky was thinning, the young swordsman's eyes woke up. Amidst the endless blockade and restrictions, his sword intent rose up and soared into the sky.
Keep moving forward!
No turning back!
Sword cultivators want this kind of momentum!
The Furious Immortal Buddha Sword fell in love with him even more when he saw this, and even wanted to throw himself into his arms, but in one thought...
The young swordsman slowly raised his sword in the mud.
The sword is black, slender, and exquisite.
It is not as thick and thin as myself, its essence is thick, it is a giant sword.
It is of medium slenderness, short and well proportioned. It is already perfectly symmetrical from birth and does not need to be decorated.
It's also not that it's not famous. It's not as good as I think it is. In terms of body shape and appearance, just forget it. It shouldn't be as good as my background.
It's so familiar.
One of the five great chaos artifacts, there are four swords, as famous as the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword!
"Duang~"
The Buddha's Sword Fury Fairy dimmed halfway when it came, forgetting about the younger brothers behind it, and fell straight to the ground, losing all its brilliance.
Am I a step too slow?
Why can you all meet the ancient sword cultivator?
And what I met were either monks who were compassionate and did not kill, or dirty people who played tricks and plots but did not use swords?
…
"He Jian!"
"What sword is this?!"
No sword was even drawn.
The evil spirit, which turned into mist and spread thousands of miles, hiding its true body invisibly, has sensed a great crisis.
This sudden sense of crisis is no child's play, it shows that it is really possible for him to be seriously injured by it, or even be killed with a single sword.
"impossible!"
Sui Yin knew Xu Xiaoshou's strength.
The sword Wuyu who had just borrowed the power of the four realms to death has reached its limit, and it is impossible to kill myself who has thousands of incarnations at this moment.
Yes, the mist is so gloomy that every wisp of mist and every particle of dust is equivalent to an opportunity to start over.
It’s all life!
What kind of sword should it be that can ignore all laws, transform everything, destroy all incarnations, and cut off the true meaning of oneself?
even!
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou returned to the forbidden magic and was trapped in his own self-consciousness of "being thin even though he was born".
How can he turn over?
How can you threaten yourself?
But it was also in this thought full of "impossibility" that Sui Yin stared at the young swordsman's eyes...
From being panicked, at a loss, to planning to give up.
To calmness, perseverance, and murderous intent!
Who gave him the confidence?
Sui Yin couldn't get the answer. In his demonic state, he had too many influences.
There were so many that he couldn't even notice that the ancient books under the young man's feet had brought him all kinds of abnormal changes.
Until even though the sky is thin and restrained, the sky will not tolerate me, and I will go against the sky, and the voice full of rebellious attitude resounds.
That voice was so decisive and so wild that even the ancestor gods didn’t take it seriously:
"The sword energy sings wildly, and the galaxy is thirty thousand miles away."
"Why is the evil spirit dying? Why is the dragon roaring?"
…
brush!
Thirty million holy swords from the sky responded to the sound and returned to an aurora.
The light broke through the sky above and penetrated the earth below. The young man stood up despite the thin sky, and first pushed away the horizontal waves, which was so strong that it broke through the confinement.
Immediately afterwards, when the four sword tips of the fierce sword were raised high, his anger and intention were angry and tearing apart the Taoism, and his anger was nameless.
Clearly rooted in the 18th level of the ruins of God.
As soon as the sword is raised, the person is so heavy that he falls through time and space and falls back to the first level of heaven.
Can……
Light!
The ray of light that restrained the sword power of the Thirty Million Holy Judgment Sword turned into a sword body with four extended swords, penetrating the 33rd heaven, and the tip of the sword broke through the galaxy.
"Boohoo!"
The galaxy fluctuates, and all dharma returns.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that countless images were flashing through his mind. There had never been a moment when heaven, earth, Tao, sword, and I were so consistent.
The thought of the sword moved within his body.
The power of the stars and rivers are all combined into one body.
He only felt that what he was holding in his hand was not Gao Tian's heavy sword. It was as light as a feather and could be used like an arm.
Just when you subconsciously want to move, you turn your wrist and lift it up.
"Boom!"
A sword that breaks through the heavens and explores the stars.
Immediately from behind, it was swung into a full moon, and it was drawn under, in front of, and on the body.
The aurora tore apart the earth, space, and Taoism of the first heaven, and split into the eighteenth heaven.
The speed of the sword light is so fast that it can absorb all the purple mist floating on the horizon of the 18th level and cut through it, cutting it like a piece of mud and tearing it like a piece of paper.
Without any delay, he took advantage of the situation and cut through the darkness of the 33rd heaven, broke through the time and space flow again, and cut into the starry sky.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Only then did the roaring mad song come from the Relics of God.
And among the starry sky, the aurora swept away, sending out numerous ripples in both directions, leaving more than 30,000 miles of sword marks in the world where time had stopped.
One sword strikes three heavens, and the galaxy is broken again!
…
"Nine Swordsmanship, Guiyiji Sword?!"
Until the aurora turned into a full moon, split the space of the God's Relic, connecting the three heavens above and below, into two halves, and then struck him in the face.
Only then did Wu Shi Suiyin realize that this time, the opponent was using the second level of the Nine Swordsmanship.
There is no such thing as the Four Borrows and Two Realms, and there is no real sword in front and Mo Jian behind.
It can even be said that from beginning to end, from beginning to end, Xu Xiaoshou did not have the slightest intention to hide the purpose of this sword.
"The sword energy sings wildly, and the galaxy is thirty thousand miles away."
"Why is the evil spirit dying? Why is the dragon roaring?"
Sui Yin heard the ridicule, but he had never heard the dragon's cry.
The mist is endlessly distorted, as if it has been hit by a thin sky, and is infinitely collapsing towards a singular point in the middle...
No!
Not like!
That young man's sword strike was using the power of "drifting the way" in the Three Thousand Swordsmanship and the most arrogant sword intent of the Gui Yiji Sword to return everything he had trapped.
When the fog collapses to one point...
When the soul and mind are condensed in front of the aurora...
Sui Yin finally knew what his whim was before the sword came out. He took out the big bell and drum, which was a defensive artifact.
Not even a popping sound was heard.
Daguai Zhonggu was filled with aura and was instantly chopped into pieces. As if he lost his aura, his body was even blasted to an unknown place.
Sui Yin took out the Heavenly Realm Stone, which was refined from a corner of the Heavenly Realm.
But even the Heavenly Relic Triangle of God could not withstand the tyranny, wantonness, and arrogance of the Guiyiji Sword. The object shattered directly with a click.
Even the body of the heavenly stone was blown away.
The inner space collapsed, bounced into the flow of time and space, and lost to an unknown place.
He hurriedly called out the Ruins of the Master of Art, and threw all the treasures out without even looking at them.
But no treasure can withstand the attack of the sword in front of me on a defensive level.
The only and most powerful defensive weapon with a great reputation, it does not listen to calls or announcements, and sleeps quietly in the ruins of the ancestors of the art.
There was a loud bang, the ruins exploded to pieces, and treasures flew everywhere.
Sui Yin grabbed a few useless objects at random, as well as a set of stone carvings of the Holy Ancestor.
As soon as He woke up and calmed down, He came back.
This stone carving contains a trace of the power of the Holy Ancestor at his peak. When activated, it can summon the Holy Ancestor for a moment, or the phantom of the Holy Ancestor that can last longer.
Sui Yin knew that he was slow.
He should not try other methods at the first time, not caring about the loss of face by borrowing the power of his ancestors, and just take out this thing and directly stimulate the power.
He didn't feel wrong, it was indeed slow.
The first few objects and counting methods used up all the time he could spare to make an effective response.
As soon as the Holy Ancestor Stone Carving appeared, it had not yet been activated, only the power of passive defense... the aurora had already passed through me!
"hiss--"
The soul body is torn apart.
Consciousness disintegrates.
In the sound of pain that resounded through the sky, the heaven-shaking Guiyiji Sword vividly interpreted the word "extreme".
In a physical way, transcendental transformation removes physical restrictions, and then breaks through the barriers between the way of soul and the way of mind, completely tearing apart all his defenses, and cutting off the soul and mind.
"No!!!"
A scar from a sword.
From the foggy state, to the soul splashing in the sky, and the mind wandering across the stars, it only takes a heartbeat to stop.
…
"thumping!"
Dao Qiongtian's heartbeat stopped.
In his invisible state, his eyelids drooped and his gaze was fixed on the void.
The Guiyi Ji Sword split the upper and lower heavens of the God's Ruins, and the world was like a three-layered sandwich cake with time and space fragments in the middle, which was split in half by the outside executioner.
In fact, it is not two halves that are completely torn apart and cannot be put back together.
It's just that the space was torn apart after this sword strike, giving people the visual effect of the world being torn apart.
"Gui Yi Ji Sword..."
Dao Qiongcang remembered this sword deeply, summarizing in his mind all the key information after the thirty million Holy Judgment Swords were stacked into one sword.
Yes, he has contributed a lot to this...
Oh no, it’s the 30 million “financial resources” amassed through overt and covert corruption and perversion of the law when I was the master of the palace!
"Nine swordsmanship is reduced to one extreme sword. The change of 'formation' is discarded, and the ultimate meaning of 'injury' is eliminated. On the basis of infinite numbers, infinite damage is superimposed and reduced to one sword."
"If the swordsmanship is 'ten', then all the second realms occupy only eight of them, but Guiyiji Sword is an exception."
"The Guiyiji Sword has no upper limit. How many times it can be injured by the combined sword is all determined by the status and physical condition of the swordsman."
"Eight out of ten Dao transformations are the beginning, and nine out of ten super Dao transformations are not the end, but the gathering of my 30 million Holy Judgment Swords, which ate up the quality and quantity of my Heavenly Ancestor power..."
"In terms of the lethality alone, this sword has touched the threshold of the third realm, or even exceeded it?"
It doesn't matter whether it's high or low, only the lethality.
The third level of love swordsmanship is to open the mysterious door, which is probably slightly inferior to this sword.
The sky of Tao is based on scheming, but it never worries about the sky in vain.
He didn't think that Xu Xiaoshou would be able to unleash such a sword, or even attack himself - in the future.
Because this time serves as a warning, and we have to be careful, when the next time the Guiyiji Sword comes...
No!
That should be said.
From now on, in front of all the ancient sword cultivators, they will not reveal the Holy Judgment Sword in the sky, and let a similar "Gui Yiji Sword" appear and arrive!
"change!"
"The Holy Sword, the Holy Sword..."
"Anything is allowed, but it can't be a sword, and it can't be used by these ancient sword cultivators!"
Dao Qiongcang thought of the Grandmaster's Sword Intent that he had studied for thirty years, and felt a little unwillingly.
But then I thought about it, after thirty years of painstaking study, Xu Xiaoshou had just finished inviting eight deities to understand the relics of God in the starry sky...
Not to mention the collective rebellion of the 30 million Holy Judgment Swords and the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword, even he himself was bent down.
I practice my sword just to bend down?!
When making this decision thirty years ago, Dao Qiongcang was worried that four swords would accidentally cut his body...
I never thought that once I finished practicing swordsmanship, four swords would no longer be able to hurt me, and I would no longer be myself!
What kind of swordsmanship should I practice?
I'm dead!
Dao Qiong Cang raised his hand angrily, and after observing the Gui Yi Ji Sword, he was about to destroy his own swordsmanship, and finally calmed down...
He took out a disk, cut off this part of the memory of sword cultivation, and sealed it up.
"Refining the soul is hard for me, and it is difficult to develop a sword."
"Only the secret of heaven can lead to eternal life."
When their ancient sword cultivator is extinct, the Tianji Sword Immortal will return to the world and rewrite history!
…
Virtual!
Too weak!
Super invincible!
It's like the last drop of water at the bottom of a well being drained away. No matter how much you wait or squeeze, you can't squeeze out any more life.
After releasing the Gui Yiji Sword, Xu Xiaoshou lost all his energy and blood. He felt that he had aged for decades, as if he had entered his twilight years.
"Zheng!"
Fingers are weak.
Four swords dropped straight down after being released, and dangled and trembled beside the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, as if they were showing off.
Xu Xiaoshuo felt so sleepy that he felt his eyelids were about to close.
After trying hard to observe myself through perception, I realized that the feeling was not a feeling, and that my whole person had really changed.
Muscles disappear and skin becomes as thin as firewood.
The body of the treasure is dull and looks like rubble.
Even the hair became pale and withered, and a large area was blown away by the wind and turned into the Mediterranean Sea.
"Being frightened, passive value, +1."
Death is acceptable, but the Mediterranean is not.
"Eight Masters!!!"
Xu Xiaoshou sat up in shock while he was dying, yelling no, "Why is this happening?"
I only used one sword...
I have never felt so in tune with the sword...
My thoughts and ideas with the sword are one, water and milk are blended together, and we are one body. I am even worse than the Eighth Sword Immortal. How could I take out everything I have with just one sword strike?
!
In the world of ancient books, the eight acquaintances, who were originally extremely arrogant, looked at Xu Xiaoshou with amazement:
"The Guiyiji Sword has no upper limit. It is recorded in the book. You need to act according to your ability. Didn't you read it?"
"My sword speech, supplemented by sword reading, responds to the current situation and adapts to the situation. It can be said that 'the right time, the right place and the right people' are all in one."
"In such a state, the unity of heaven and man is not enough to describe it. When you draw the sword, you have the power of super Taoism. In the state of Taoism, you don't need to use all your strength, and you have reaction control."
"And 30 million pieces of Holy Judgment Sword will help you, and 30 million pieces of Holy Ancestor's power will help you. Even if it is divided into strands, the amount is extremely considerable."
"I thought you would stop, but I didn't expect you to insert so many swords."
"To be honest, I am surprised that you are alive. Maybe you should be called the 'Immortal Sword Body'."
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned after hearing this.
I have all the passive skills, have they been drained?
After reacting like someone waking up from a dream, he fell from the sky.
He tried to control spirits or wield a sword, but he was unable to do anything. He fell to the ground, breaking his spine and nearly losing two parts of his body.
"Under attack, passive value, +1."
The earth attacked me and I almost died.
Xu Xiaoshou sucked in a breath of cold air, choked and coughed, breaking his sternum, and managed to stop himself due to the backflow and pain.
He spat a mouthful of blood and asked, "How many swords have I stacked?"
Mr. Siren said that the Nine Swordsmanship is divided into two types, one is "Sword Formation" and the other is "Duplicate Injury".
When it comes to attack power, Mo Jian Shu Wu Yu is the sword that is known as the best in attack because it ignores defense and is the "best in attack" according to the rules.
Nine swordsmanship is reduced to one extreme sword. The number of stacked swords is small, so it cannot be called the "best".
But there is no upper limit to its terror, because the Guiyiji Sword is as strong as the formation and the number of swords it can stack.
"I didn't just stack all the thirty million swords in, right?"
Xu Xiaoshou thought that he had used the 30,000,000-style second realm in an instant, and suddenly felt a little impressed that he was not dead yet.
Bazun shook his head: "You are not that powerful."
"You borrowed the power very well, and you also stole the power of the Holy Ancestor very well. This is beyond my expectation."
"But when it comes to swordsmanship, if you don't wake up after three hundred and sixty-five sword strikes, I will cut off the follow-up for you."
The eight masters paused for a moment as they spoke.
He was already certain that Xu Xiaoshou had not read the "Guanjian Canon" thoroughly, as all of this was recorded in the book.
Don't like reading?
Do you want to be like Xiao Kongtong, gather your insights into a ball of light, and shove them all at him, so that he can learn the sword as if it is "so fun"?
But in the eyes of Bazun, Xu Xiaoshou has never been a child and does not have the right to "play".
"Gui Yi Ji Sword..."
Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes, murmured one last time, and then died.
After feeling endless and full of vitality, I finally squeezed a ray of life from the unknown place.
Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things!
My body started to improve.
If you can't beat him to death, you'll beat him to death.
The muscles swelled, vitality returned, and the sea of qi quickly filled...Xu Xiaoshou woke up consciously.
Passive skill!
This is a passive skill!
He no longer had the intention to lament the tenacity of his vitality. After recalling the extremely mysterious feeling of wielding a sword just now, as if a mysterious door had been opened, he hid the Guiyiji Sword deep in his heart and explored the battlefield with his senses.
"Did you make it?"
"The ancestral god is evil. I have killed my body, soul, and mind with one sword. He will not be resurrected, right?"