Thoughts flashed in Wang Teng's mind, but the figure suddenly moved.
They pointed like swords, and with a sudden stroke, a scarlet sword light burst out, wrapped in a terrifying killing aura.
In an instant, the entire desolate space was torn apart like a picture!
The terrifying sword light contained unimaginable terrifying killing intent, it was pure and pure.
Just a wisp of murderous aura escaped, making Wang Teng's face pale, his whole body cracked, his breathing stagnated for a moment, his heartbeat seemed to stop, and even the blood all over his body was almost there.
Instantly cooled down.
This level of murderous rage was so strong that it was beyond imagination, and his soul was almost annihilated at this moment.
With such a strong murderous rage, how many lives must be killed to reach such a strong level?
He was terrified and trembling in his heart.
The entire desolate space collapsed and was annihilated under this sword.
As the desolate space collapsed and annihilated, that scarlet sword light was branded into Wang Teng's mind, like an eternal mark that was difficult to erase.
His vision suddenly became blurred, and there was an unimaginable tearing feeling in his mind. The entire sea of consciousness was violently turbulent and turbulent, as if it might completely collapse and be annihilated at any time.
Then the world in front of him completely disappeared, and he felt the world spinning again, and then his consciousness became blurred, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness.
I don't know how long it took.
Wang Teng finally regained some consciousness, but there was still a strong feeling of swelling and pain in his mind. At the same time, he heard the anxious shouts of the Shura Sword's minor cultivator, as well as the major supreme Taoist weapon spirits.
"Brother Changfeng... what's wrong with you? Don't scare Xiao Xiu. Wake up quickly..."
Xiao Xiu's childish voice sounded a bit like crying, and the Shura Sword kept flying around in his mind.
"Son..."
The supreme Taoist artifacts such as the Infinite Treasure Seal and the Glazed Pagoda are also calling.
Wang Teng's consciousness seemed to have found a glimmer of light, returning from the endless abyss of darkness.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his whole person looked extremely scary at the moment. The platform between his eyebrows was almost cracked, and a wisp of blood spilled out, which was shocking.
In addition, his face was extremely pale, and his energy and energy seemed weak, as if he had just experienced a life and death.
"I'm alive?"
Wang Teng murmured, his vision gradually became clearer, and he saw the anxious Shura Sword and many supreme Taoist artifacts.
"Brother Changfeng, you finally woke up, wuwuwu..."
Shura Jian was like a child, crying unexpectedly.
"Sir, you finally woke up. Just now you suddenly had bleeding between your eyebrows, and then you passed out. You were in a coma for a full year, which scared us."
The weapon spirit of the Infinite Treasure Seal also spoke.
The year here is the time in the time formation. In fact, it is only three and a half days in the outside world.
Hearing Wuliang Baoyin's words, Wang Teng couldn't help but change his expression. He also felt that he had been sleeping for a long time, but he didn't expect that a full year had passed.
"I remembered that when I forcibly understood the secrets of swordsmanship contained in those holy and magical medicines, my consciousness seemed to be pulled into a desolate space by a mysterious force, and I also met Xiao Xiu's former master.
, the existence that created the breathing method of all things..."
"Then he slashed out a sword with one finger, causing the space to collapse and be destroyed, and then my consciousness seemed to be silenced..."
Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but think: "Is that the real form, or is it the secret of the sword hidden in those holy and magical medicines, or is it a ray of thought left by that person?"
He guessed in his mind.
"It should be just a ray of residual thought, contained in the kendo that is precipitated by those holy medicines and magical medicines. When I understood the kendo that was precipitated in those holy medicines and magical medicines, I touched this remaining ray of thought.
idea……"
Thinking of this, Wang Teng couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling a little uneasy in his heart: "It's just a residual thought contained in this fragmentary secret of swordsmanship, but it's so powerful. What level of existence is this person?"
Wang Teng took a deep breath, still feeling frightened in his heart. The opponent's sword skills were too strong. Even if these holy and magical medicines contained only a small part of the secrets, they were still very terrifying.
His sea of consciousness almost collapsed, his consciousness died, and he fell completely into the endless abyss of darkness.
It can be said that he almost died.
Feeling that there were still bursts of pain in his mind, Wang Teng couldn't help but sink his consciousness into the sea of consciousness, and looked inside the sea of consciousness. The next moment, he was suddenly shocked.
A series of powerful secrets of swordsmanship suddenly appeared in his heart, like the sound of heaven, rumbling.
At the same time, a figure wearing a moon-white robe appeared in Wang Teng's mind.
The figure was just like what Wang Teng had seen before when his consciousness sank into the unknown and lonely place. He raised his hand and pointed, and a terrifying scarlet sword light suddenly emerged, causing his sea of consciousness to shake and surge violently.
It seemed to be torn in half.
He was almost scared out of his wits on the spot!
However, the scene that worried him did not appear. His sea of consciousness suddenly calmed down and was not torn apart.
The sword drawn by the figure gave him an extremely real feeling, but it did not tear apart his sea of consciousness.
He understood in his heart that the scene that appeared in his mind at this moment was just a scene imprinted in his mind.
"I didn't expect that it was just a picture imprinted in my mind, but it could have such a powerful power..."
Wang Teng couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Later, Wang Teng noticed that after experiencing this accident, his sea of consciousness had actually broadened a bit, and the power of his soul had become more tenacious and powerful. However, his mental loss was a bit serious and he was in urgent need of recuperation.
"My sea of consciousness has broadened, and the power of my soul has also increased a lot. I am more tenacious and powerful than before. I originally wanted to learn the way of swordsmanship and improve my swordsmanship, but unexpectedly, it actually strengthened my soul..."
Wang Teng couldn't help but look weird, and then he pondered: "I wonder how strong my soul will be when I regain my energy and energy?"
"There is also this scene under the brand... The secrets of the sword contained in it seem to be clearer. After I recover my energy and spirit, I may try to understand it again. I don't need to fully understand it, as long as I can understand it.
A little enlightenment can greatly increase my swordsmanship."
Wang Teng secretly thought in his heart that although he almost died trying to understand the secrets of swordsmanship this time, he also truly felt the power of this swordsmanship and was unwilling to give up.
The so-called cultivation is to go against nature and want to become stronger. If you are always afraid of difficulties and retreat, then there is no point in cultivating the way or seeking immortality.