Hong Ji took action with all his strength, and the divine thunder suddenly struck with unparalleled power. No demon or barbarian involved along the way could stop him, and it was even difficult for him to escape!
At this moment, three voices shouted in unison: "Bloom!"
The sky suddenly lit up, and a star suddenly appeared on the sky. The starlight was bright.
But it's daytime now, the sun is high, how can there be stars?
And if the sky is brighter, what kind of starlight is it? It is sword light! The secret skill of middle-earth swordsmanship, the Star Sword. The three corpses work together to attract the stars into the sword, and make a sharp stab from the sky!
Thunder light and starlight intersect, and then the strong light bursts out and sweeps in all directions! The three corpses work together to eliminate Hong Ji's killing blow.
Each of the three corpses has the power of Su Jing, and they have also learned the top swordsmanship from the young master's wife. If they can't stop Hong Ji, who else can!
The place where monsters were fighting was suddenly quiet and quiet. The fierce fighting did not stop, but because of the sudden fear in the heart, it made people feel like it was 'quiet and quiet'.
The three corpses have been acting like bastards all this time. Whether they are monsters or fairies, they all know that they are unusual, but they have never paid too much attention to them. It seems that apart from being more powerful and immortal, they have no other abilities. Until now, the three corpses
When the gods join forces to strike a sword, everyone truly understands what the three of them are capable of!
Ask yourself, if there are three corpses that lead to stars and one sword, who can stop it in the Great Sage Jue or in the black stone cave sky?
How could the spirits of the Hong Snake lineage not be frightened! But in just a blink of an eye, even the bright light of the Star Sword and Divine Thunder clashes had not dissipated, and a heart-wrenching roar suddenly sounded, penetrating the heaven and earth, and the dragon howled.
The sword is full of power, and Tianwu shows off his power!
The sacrificial refining of the Black Hell comes from the "Sword Sha Tianwu" of Yanghuo Zhengfa. Its foundation, Yuanji, is the fierce fire. When the power is fully developed, its sword force is the fire, the light heats the ancestor, and the fire of the heaven and earth is fiercely refined!
It is fire, and it is also a sword. The burning murderous intention is unstoppable and unforgiving. It is coming from the mouth of the divine dragon. Kill the divine dragon!
The giant dragon lost its power and could not move or escape. It allowed the sword prison to counterattack and howled in pain.
Hong Ji was so angry that he screamed strangely again and again, and the demonic magic activated a series of thunderous slashes; but the three corpses looked clear, waving the Emperor Yin up and down in their hands, and wandering around endlessly, using the secret skills of the Middle Earth calmly and suddenly, with thunderous movements.
Singing and screaming: "Braised meatballs."
Akame spoke with a sonorous voice: "The Ruby King's Seal."
The tone of Nian Hua is long and the meaning is high: "Red cloth pocket."
Thunder struck again, the singing became louder and louder, and my stomach also growled: "Stir-fried Babaozhai"
Akame shouted in a broken voice, her eyes so red that they almost bled: "Quiet Glazed Tower."
Nian Hua even closed her eyes: "Sit in a wooden basin to take a bath with clean water. The little girl's butt is big and the wooden basin cannot be small."
When a swordsman is sharp, he will sing the sword in high and deep places, and the body and mind will merge into one sword through the line of heaven and earth. This is something that has happened since ancient times. It is not strange. This is the case with the three corpses. It is indeed the tune of singing the sword.
But what are they singing about their sword skills?
It’s really not the three corpses messing around and the monsters. It’s more difficult than death to get them to be pure in mind. Qianxun teaches students according to their aptitude. Since they can’t be pure in mind, they go against the path and seek another extreme: the ultimate desire! It doesn’t matter what you sing, it’s all about the mind.
Normalization.
The eldest brother announced the name of the dish, the second brother shouted for treasure, and the third brother longed for a beauty. They went to the extreme, but their sword skills became more and more smooth, and their sword skills were self-proclaimed. Above the sky, the stars flickered frequently, moving with the sword!
But to Hong Ji's ears, and to the ears of everyone in the audience, the lyrics and melody of the Three Corpses were nothing but teasing.
The evildoer cultivated his nature but not his mind. Hong Ji was furious. However, the Three Corpses Peak Sword Formation was completely turned away. It would not be easy to hurt them again. Even Hong Ji could not do anything to them for a while.
The three corpses faced off against the Demon King. Fuji and Lao Shi led the demon barbarians to defend the vicinity of Longkou. The swords were fierce and the magic was sensational. The fight was a life-and-death battle. Their lives were swinging on the yin and yang line, but everyone was fighting for a share.
Yiqi': Su Jing, add more fire and kill this dragon!
It was at this time that the miserable howl that penetrated the heaven and earth suddenly became hoarse. The dragon in the sky was furious and his eyes were wide open, but he could no longer make a sound, and his body no longer tossed back and forth, but instead trembled violently.
If you lose your strength, you will not only be unable to move, it will be difficult to show off your power, the old strength will be dissipated and the new strength will not be formed, and the bones of the body will not be able to exert any strength. Even if the body is strong, how can it withstand the furious slashing of Tianwu Sword Hell?
I can no longer scream. The Tianwu Sword Prison has been drawn from the dragon's mouth to the dragon's throat. The dragon's throat hides the bones. It is the hardest. If it is broken, the dragon will be destroyed, otherwise the success will be in vain.
In the black prison, Su Jing stood tall, with his Qi, consciousness, heart, black stone and tokens, all five auras displayed, and threw himself into the sword prison with his own cultivation to help the sword! In the dragon's mouth, the sharp energy and fire intent surged, and the dragon's throat was filled with fire.
The bones were cracking, and the sound was dry and suffocating, and fell deep into the eardrums of everyone in the audience.
There was a loud shout, and fierce flames shot up from Su Jing's whole body. An acupoint is a path of Qi. During cultivation, he can absorb the spiritual energy for his own use, and during war, he can use his own energy to transform murderous intent. There are one thousand and eighty ashi points, three
All the sixty-one main acupuncture points were opened, with more than 1,400 Qi paths, and the mighty true energy surged out.
The spirit of fire turned into a fire image. Looking at Su Jing from a distance, it was clearly more than a thousand blazing fire snakes!
The Yang Fire Spiritual Snake snakes and stretches, entering the bricks, walls, cells, and pools of the Sword Prison and pouring into every 'Yuanji Qi Cave' of the Sword Prison. The world of raging fire refined over the past fifty years has completely transformed into the power of the Tianwu Sword.
The dragon's eyes splattered with blood, its scales were pulled out, and the dragon's tremors turned into twitches, but the throat bone still persisted!
The giant dragon was in pain, but it was only pain. The hard bones showed no signs of breaking and were very strong. Ren Tianwu Sword Prison pressed forward several times, and the friction between the sword and the bones was intense.
Su Jing didn't expect it.
Since entering Taoism, I have met countless cultivators who are better than myself. After becoming successful in practicing swordsmanship, I have almost never seen anything that a good sword can kill continuously.
The powerless dragon is already so difficult to kill. When it truly turns into a god, everyone will die without a burial place.
The fighting outside has gone crazy. The solemn sacrificial place of the Hong Snake lineage that has existed for thousands of years has become a battlefield for mad demons!
Thirty miles of blood clouds pressed down on the top, Qingmei jumped into it, swords, awls, carps, eagles and even evil dragons, every change was a fierce blow from the soul and evil spirit;
The old stone gallops, and a square of huge rocks rises from the ground and falls from the sky; Lie Lieer's body spins, a hundred-foot-long red silk ribbon flies up and down, and a river of molten fire comes from thousands of miles deep underground! Thousands of green lotuses fly,
A-yan's little mother danced and danced till her seven orifices were filled with blood;
There is also a sword, which is invisible and invisible, but the sword energy roars and almost pierces the heaven and the earth. It even catches Hong Ji's thunder method several times without falling behind, leaving the mountain to support the ji, the sword fairy.
Everyone in the Hong Snake lineage has taken action since the emperor. At this moment, even the priests are using their magic. Large groups of monsters either transform into their true form or form legal formations. All kinds of magic are like mountains and tsunamis. The formation of the great sage in front is
It's forbidden to be shaky, but it's just shaky. It keeps trembling, but it just doesn't fall!
Only one person took action, beside the emperor, a young guard.
Hong Ji didn't seem to care. He was already furious, but he never yelled at him.
Suddenly, a clear and long roar came from somewhere!
The faces of the great sage's subordinates tightened upon hearing this, while Hong She's lineage showed joy.
That's the roar of a dragon, a sign from the underworld! After three rings, the dragon will truly take shape, full of divine power, and no longer able to be killed.
The sword prison is still stuck in the dragon's throat.
Su Jing's face was as red as blood. He was squeezing himself. He was squeezing all his strength! His mind was empty, and he relied on a sword to make the decision. The sea of qi was dry, the sea of consciousness was exhausted, his heart was wandering, and the sky in the black stone cave and the Great Sage Jue were red.
The clouds dispersed completely, not even a drop remained, and all the Yuan Yang's true energy was lost to the sword prison.
The sword prison bursts fiercely, but the bones remain unchanged!
Su Jing exerted all his strength, from head to toe, from skin to flesh, feeling empty and uncomfortable!
And this "empty" feeling spreads, like thousands of ants biting the bones and thousands of insects biting the heart, and the pain is unbearable.
Exhausted, physically exhausted, sword-stricken, and his mind also in a trance? Su Jing looked up in the lotus pond, sinking or floating, his eyebrows were wrinkled, his eyes were closed tightly, but his mouth was shouting like a gossamer, and his voice was almost impossible.
He heard it, but he was shouting, a shout that only he could hear clearly.
"With all my true energy and my body empty, how can I still feel pain? The pain comes from the sword intent I cultivated."
"The sword's intention is not force, so why does it hurt the body? The force is on the body, the intention is on the spirit, the sword's intention is on the spirit, and the body and mind are one, so it hurts."
How could he be in a trance? On the contrary, Su Jing's mind was clear at this moment.
Tianwu Sword Prison has received his full support, and the power it exerts can be said to be 'earth-shaking', but Su Jing understands that the power of the sword can be even more powerful. The reason why it cannot be exerted is because he has encountered an 'obstacle'
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The sword has my strength, but not my will.
To put it simply, the force has been exerted but the intention has not moved!
For the sword, it has great power but no spiritual essence, so it will naturally fall into the inferior realm; for the self, it has empty intentions but no power to turn to. It is fashionable and painful for ordinary people to "have more than enough mind but not enough strength", let alone those who cultivate themselves, cultivate their spirits, and cultivate their nature.
He spent all his cultivation and his sexual foundation in exchange for a sword, but this sword failed to incorporate the essence of the sword's intention, and the sword's intention would immediately backfire.
Su Jing asked and answered himself, just to wake himself up, break through the barrier, and merge the sword intention into the sword prison!
"Where does sword intention come from? Intention is rooted in nature. What kind of nature will have what kind of sword intention. If you want to break the intention, you must first understand the nature!"
"What is the root nature?"
The phenomenon of root nature is "natural". You don't need to think too much when doing things, just do it as a matter of course. That is the manifestation of root nature!
The second dragon roar sounded in the dark, and somehow the dragon had stopped twitching, its breathing became smoother, and its eyes showed sparkle!
Su Jing's lips quivered, and he no longer asked or answered himself, but instead recounted the things he had done in the past that he thought were 'natural'.
He kept thinking about it, his face was confused, confused, confused until he figured out a word in his heart, and his expression suddenly froze.
The third chant of the dragon began to sing; at the same time, Su Jing opened his eyes, his eyes clear.
The next moment, the sword intent in his heart exploded into thousands of pieces, as if the thunder from the Nine Heavens resounded in the sky, on the ground, and on the 48,000 pores all over his body.
Su Jing has clear articulation and a strong voice, and shouted in one word: "Bang!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site), give rewards, and your support is my biggest motivation.