The speed of Dao Gang was extremely fast, and a sharp and dazzling light erupted. The light surged, instantly submerging the blood-robed man, cutting him into two halves, and then exploded into countless pieces of blood that fell into the sea of blood below.
After Qin Changan finished the slash, he stood quietly on the spot, holding the sword in both hands, and a strong sword energy surged around him.
However, as he kept repeating the three moves of Zanpaku, Breaking the Sky, and finally Zhanshen in his mind, the sword energy from all around suddenly began to pour into his body.
Buzz!
Countless sword energy poured in, and the sword energy in his body became more and more intense.
Until the last ray of sword energy entered his body, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes focused, and two huge blades burst out from his eyes, exploding into a sea of blood dozens of meters away, and two huge
of blood pit.
Immediately, his aura calmed down. Although his temperament still had an aura of aura, it no longer had the sharp edge.
"God-killing style..."
Qin Changan looked at the bloody knife in his hand, his eyes swayed slightly, and his eyes were full of excitement. He never expected that he would master the third of the Thirteen Heaven-Slaying Techniques under such circumstances.
Looking at the sea of blood that gradually became quiet in all directions, Qin Changan's eyes swayed slightly and his consciousness moved slightly.
A man in blood robes appeared again on the sea of blood, carrying a blood knife. He suddenly raised his head and rushed towards him almost as soon as his body was fully formed.
The bloody knife in Qin Changan's hand trembled, and a sword energy slashed out, tearing apart the blood-robed man in an instant.
"Sure enough, it's just as I guessed. As long as it's the blood-robed man I've defeated, I can condense it with my thoughts."
A trace of excitement flashed in Qin Changan's eyes. In this way, this place is like a martial arts training space, a martial arts training space exclusive to him.
The only difficulty is how to find a way to enter here at any time after going out. After all, including this time, he has only come in twice.
And every time I come in in a near-death state, is it possible to come in in a normal state?
etc……
The blood-robed people who master the Thirteen Heaven-Slaying Styles can be condensed in the sea of blood, so can the blood-robed people I spread out in the outside world be able to condense these blood-robed people?
If possible, by gathering the blood-robed men to help you during the battle, your combat effectiveness will be improved by several levels.
These blood-robed men who master the Thirteen Heaven-Slaying Styles, even those in the first style, possess strength close to the Spiritual Hero Realm.
Before he could think clearly, he felt a strong sense of dizziness, his eyes blurred, and he felt like the world was spinning.
Then a heartbreaking pain hit him all over his body. This kind of pain made his soul tremble, and the endless pain seemed to tear his soul into pieces.
ah!
Qin Changan let out a shrill scream, opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, filling his chest with oxygen, and then slowly spit it out, hoping to relieve the severe pain.
He looked at his body, which was covered in a thick sea of blood. This force was constantly restoring his injuries.
As the last blood stain was repaired, he slowly stood up from the ground, breathing heavily.
Although his body has recovered, his breath is extremely weak. At this moment, his spiritual source is exhausted, leaving only a small pool of slowly squirming.
Qin Changan looked at his right hand. The bloody sword, which had been 80% restored before, was broken again in this battle.
And this time, it was broken more completely than before, with almost only a finger-long blade left. However, seeing this scene, Qin Changan's eyes no longer had the pain when the bloody knife broke, and there was even a hint of joy in his eyes.
"What happened to you before?"
Taoist Tianhuo's voice sounded, with a hint of doubt in his tone. Is this the second time?
His body was smashed to pieces, but after a while Qin Changan jumped up like a normal person.
And that sea of blood also repaired his body.
What's wrong with this guy? He can't be beaten to death?
"Also, are you laughing when your blood knife breaks? Is it because the ultimate power of Ice Source affects your brain?
Or will your weird recovery power directly affect your brain?"
He knew how much Qin Changan valued the blood knife. It was his most powerful and most dependent method. Without the blood knife, his combat effectiveness would be reduced by at least three levels.
With the blood sword, Qin Changan can give it a try even at the eighth level of the Spiritual Hero Realm, but without the blood sword, he may not be able to handle it even at the seventh level.
"Huh? No, why did your boy's cultivation level break through? Is your bloodline the legendary and extremely rare ancient spiritual body bloodline?"
At the sixth level of the Spiritual Hero Realm, Taoist Tianhuo felt that everything that happened to Qin Changan was gradually crushing his cognition. He had lived for eight hundred years in his previous life, and he believed that he had rich cognition and had encountered all kinds of people.
But Qin Changan's situation kept hitting him in the face. What was going on with this guy?
Does anyone care?
"Master, I'm so stupid. I didn't understand the true meaning of the blood sword inheritance before. It wasn't until just now that I finally discovered the real power of the blood sword, so the blood sword broke. I thought this was my chance."
Qin Changan tugged at the corner of his mouth and showed a smile, dragging his tired body and began to walk out of the pit.
"The true meaning of the blood sword inheritance? What chance do you have? Why do I feel that the more you talk about it, the more confused I become."
Taoist Tianhuo no longer cares about his own face at this time, he wants to find out what secrets Qin Changan has.
Qin Changan didn't say much, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying sword intent swept out of his body, causing the energy to vibrate.
Bang!
The terrifying sword energy rushed out, and the two ancient trees around him exploded instantly, turning into countless powder and dissipating.
"The intention of the sword, have you understood the intention of the sword?"
Taoist Tianhuo exclaimed, feeling the powerful power emanating from Qin Changan, if Qin Changan could see his face.
You will find that at this time, Tianhuo Taoist's face looks like he has eaten a dead fly.
How old is he?
How long have you been using the knife? How come you suddenly understood the meaning of the knife?
Even those strong men who have held the sword for decades or hundreds of years may not be able to understand the meaning of the sword, but Qin Changan did it.
Is it because of his extraordinary talent or because of the blood sword inheritance he mentioned?
"The previous blood sword was a sword body condensed by the previous owner's sword intention. Although it is very strong, it is not the most suitable for me."
"That's why the blood sword was cut off when it encountered an attack of this magnitude from Ice Source. But this time, I will use my own sword intention to re-condensate the sword body."
"The re-condensed blade body will be the most suitable for me, and I will be able to truly unleash the power of the bleeding blade."
Qin Changan's words pierced Taoist Tianhuo's heart like a sharp needle. When you say this, have you considered the feelings of those who died on your bloody knife before?