In the void, Qin Nan was riding on the old bull. Hearing the loud noise coming from behind, he felt cold sweat breaking out in his heart.
"I wonder if that old guy is dead?" Qin Nan thought in his mind.
It would be best if Xiaoyao Sect could be completely destroyed today.
"It can't die. Although this blood puppet is ferocious, it is not a living thing after all. If it self-destructs, it can only hurt people below the fourth level of Sword Controller. But if that guy wants to protect the people of Sword Controller Sect, he has to pay a lot.
The price." Lao Niu quickly moved forward and explained to Qin Nan.
Qin Nan nodded.
Although the result is not satisfactory, it is still the best.
"In exchange for a blood puppet, the Xiaoyao Sect's vitality was seriously injured, and it was half dead. It was a gain of blood." Qin Nan said.
"Of course you earned it with blood. Poor my little baby, I was planning to absorb the essence of flesh and blood from his body, but now it's all gone." Lao Niu looked regretful.
Qin Nan felt a chill and thought of the way the blood puppet appeared before. The emotional old cow wanted to use the blood puppet to practice, so no wonder he swallowed it.
"What are you going to do next? Don't cause trouble, otherwise I won't be able to do anything next time." Lao Niu asked.
"Since it has begun, it will not end. Xiaoyao Sect is just the beginning." Qin Nan shook his head and said.
"Boy, don't play with excitement, you might get in trouble." Lao Niu suddenly stopped. He felt that Qin Nan was too crazy. Even his temperament of fearing chaos in the world was frightened by Qin Nan.
He had just narrowly escaped death, but he still wanted to find trouble.
This is crazy testing at the gate of hell!
"This time, prepare something first, and then find help." Qin Nan said.
"Do you have helpers?" Lao Niu was stunned.
"As far as I know, you are a loner now." Lao Niu mocked mercilessly.
He knew Qin Nan too well. He had no relatives or friends to speak of no matter where he went. Except for Shuang'er, he was just the commander-in-chief.
So when I asked for help, Lao Niu laughed.
"Dead cow." Qin Nan retorted speechlessly.
…
A few hours later, Qin Nan and Lao Niu arrived at the hinterland of Daqing Mountain.
This was supposed to be a gathering place for monsters, but all the monsters that could fight were killed by Lao Niu, and the only ones left were some innate beings.
As long as Lao Niu is around, these beings won't even dare to get close.
"Old Niu, I'll practice first and then find help." Qin Nan said.
He must improve himself.
Although his current combat power is enough to defy the odds, Qin Nan is stretched thin because he has no life-saving cards.
"It's up to you. Just in time, I am about to break through." Lao Niu said.
"But I need to remind you that the prison-breaking sword you used before may have been improved. Simple sword skills cannot show that kind of power." Lao Niu reminded.
Qin Nan was stunned for a moment and seemed to have some realization.
The two of them were silent.
Qin Nan originally wanted to study the art of decapitation, but now Lao Niu's words made his mind wander.
He took out the Seven Kills Sword Scripture.
Open again.
But at this moment, his eyes widened.
I thought that at this moment, the first page of the Seven Kills Sword Scripture was empty of words and disappeared into thin air, turning into a blank page.
"How can this be!"
Qin Nan was horrified.
The Seven Kills Sword Scripture has always been with him.
Except for himself, he has never had the opportunity to come into contact with him. So seeing the sword scripture suddenly change like this at this moment is like seeing a ghost for a hundred days.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.
Then, words appeared in his mind one by one.
The content is exactly what is contained in the Seven Kills Sword Sutra.
But it's very different from before.
Both the cultivation method and the core fundamentals have changed.
"Fuck you!"
Qin Nan was shocked.
Lao Niu was really right, this ghost prison had indeed been promoted.
No, I should say transformation.
If the previous Seven Kills Sword Scripture could have a holy level, it is now a divine level, or even higher.
"The desire to live forever is extremely mysterious. Not to mention the means given to me as a gift, it can even transform my cultivation methods." Qin Nan couldn't calm down.
Now he finally understood why every time he drew his sword, there would be a kind of aura like a throne in the palm of his hand, which could suppress the Netherworld. His emotions were transformed by the desire to live forever.
When he thought of this, Qin Nan became excited.
Since the desire to live forever can transform the Seven Kills Sword Sutra? Can it also transform the decapitation technique?
The horrific scenes he saw on the road to Hades kept popping up in Qin Nan's mind.
"The decapitation technique is the old monkey's innate magical power. As a sword cultivator, if I practice it forcefully, I will get twice the result with half the effort, and I may not be very strong."
"But if I don't give up and can transform it into a method that suits me, that will be my trump card."
Qin Nan thought.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
This method is unparalleled. If he does not rise, he will not be able to live forever.
Thinking of this, Qin Nan could no longer suppress the throbbing in his heart.
Start operating the head-picking technique.
But at this moment, the heart of immortality suddenly started beating.
Not only did he not give up, but the immortal sword soul also began to shake. This change made Qin Nan feel extremely painful. The sword soul shook as if the altar was about to collapse.
"Has it started yet?" Qin Nan thought in his mind as he forced himself to calm down and endure all the pain.
He is a man who has died once, and he understands the principle of neither breaking nor establishing.
Only by enduring what others cannot endure can we endure what others cannot endure.
Soon, Qin Nan straightened his body, without any distractions, and directly started the method of decapitation.
But this time, Qin Nan felt that his mind went blank, as if the method had disappeared from his mind.
But Qin Nan did not panic.
On the contrary, he has endless expectations.
Just as the Seven Killing Sword Sutra's way of killing ghosts and breaking through prisons disappeared, now the head-picking technique has disappeared, isn't it the same?
Thinking of this, Qin Nan began to calm down and began to try to integrate into the changes in the heart and sword soul.
Soon, an hour passed.
Qin Nan seemed to be an old monk in meditation, motionless.
Two hours passed, and Qin Nan's entire body seemed to merge into nothingness.
One day, two days, three days...
Three days later, Qin Nan suddenly opened his eyes.
Boom, boom, boom!
The determination not to give up is also a powerful beating.
Afterwards, pieces of information poured directly into Qin Nan's mind.
"Sword Skill: Drawing the Sword and Decapitation!"
"When the sword is drawn, it explodes instantly, doubling the lethality, and cuts off the head with one sword."
Next, there is the practice method and techniques of sword-drawing and decapitation.
Qin Nan breathed heavily.
"As expected, as expected, if you don't give up, you won't give up. Hahaha, double your explosive power. If you have this kind of power, I can fight at the third level of sword control." Qin Nan was ecstatic in his heart.
This time, his desire to live forever did not disappoint him.
With the sword-drawing and decapitation technique in hand, he was confident that Qingfeng Sect and Sword-making Valley had nothing to fear except their sect masters.
