The Feixianling disciples looked at the sword that Rock kept swinging, but they had never seen such a sword technique before.
It's simple and crude, but every move and every move is full of aura.
I want to learn, but I can’t.
I want to understand it, but I can't understand it.
I want to remember, but I can’t.
As a result, all the Feixianling disciples were extremely shocked.
How could this happen? Is this still an ordinary swordsmanship?
Is this the swordsmanship of God?
Every time I have seen it, I have never heard of it.
What an amazing swordsmanship!
That kind of aura is terrifying to look at.
Unable to learn, this kind of thing has subverted everyone's understanding.
How could there be such a swordsmanship in the world? It was simply a fantasy drawn by a divine stroke.
The rock in front of me at this moment was like a life-and-death purgatory battle in that valley.
The sword at this moment naturally has an added charm, decisive in killing, killing with one strike, and truly elusive.
Even at this moment, Shi Yan closed his eyes and fought completely by listening to the wind and arguing.
What's even more terrifying is that while fighting, the rocks even block the spiritual energy, just like an ordinary person's state.
But every sword he wields becomes more and more powerful and incredible.
The rock seemed to be reliving the battle in the valley, but his momentum was soaring as he fought.
This is a kind of sublimation of the realm, and it is getting stronger and stronger. Every sword swing has a trace of the charm of great simplicity.
Ding ding ding ding
The ring tone suddenly became urgent, and everything changed.
This is the ringtone of troubled times. Those who are killed on the battlefield are no longer enemies, but innocent people.
Even the weak, weak women and children who have no strength to restrain the chicken, and the elderly.
Troubled times, troubled times.
On the battlefield, there are no longer just soldiers, but also innocent people.
These innocent people are their relatives and clansmen, but they are fighting each other with weapons.
"Go away!..."
The rocks kept driving away, and he was at a loss. The sword in his hand was still difficult to fall.
The fluctuations in my heart are difficult to calm down. A benevolent heart will not kill innocent people under the sword.
"Look... it's over. His murderous aura is disappearing. Once it disappears, he will become one of these thousands of withered bones... It's a pity, he will inevitably die after all."
The Feixianling disciples sighed, but there was nothing they could do to stop it.
If you choose this path, you will end up like this sooner or later. Those who take it will interpret the bumps on the road to success, but they are not the last one.
bass
The rock shuriken was inserted into the dead bones at his feet. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand and looked blankly at the tribesmen walking over step by step.
Who knows that kind of pain.
There were numerous bone spears, scimitars raised high, and the ruthless and determined eyes of each one stung his heart deeply and made him suffocate.
He doesn't understand why.
Why should we kill each other?
Scimitar?
Suddenly Rock saw the scimitar in the tribesman's hand.
Slowly closing his eyes, his hand tightened on the sword.
kill
The tribesmen's roars and shouts of killing shook the sky.
The rock's hand raised and lowered its sword, and the man and his sword merged into one, moving around in the crowd, but kept his eyes closed.
Not wanting to look where the sword fell, he knew what it would be.
There are no such tribesmen anymore, and even if there were, they would never be able to hold a scimitar.
His people were not that wealthy and did not have that many scimitars at their disposal.
What's more, one scene that he remembers deeply is the eight people under the cliff of the sacred mountain.
There are only eight members of his tribe left. Even if Dashi and Yansan are here, there are only ten people. Why are there so many?
There are also men, women and children who have disappeared in the flames of war and disappeared forever.
The reason why he drew his sword was because he knew that he would not encounter his own people.
Pity and pity are all superfluous, they have become passing smoke and have long since dissipated.
呲
The sound of the wind is still there and the ringtone is deceptive.
The rock swung his sword to one side and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes a little clearer.
When your mood changes, your actions will change, and you will no longer be restrained.
The ringing tone of troubled times is urgent again.
There were more stones and eighteen warriors in front of the rock. Even Tieshan and the others appeared, and Yan San, who was least likely to appear here, also stood in front of it.
He slowly closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, it turned out that everything was false.
I was just thinking about it, but suddenly it appeared, and everything appeared.
Isn't it just that I just thought about it?
How could it be possible that it would appear in front of me so quickly? It would be nothing but falsehood.
kill
There was a familiar voice in his ears, but he knew that it was definitely not a familiar voice.
呲
The clever sword and the strong wind are real feelings.
That’s it!
Rock sighed in his heart, and the sword in his hand circled around his body, wrapping himself up and moving forward at a high speed in one direction.
Since they are all false, why not chop them into pieces.
Ah Luo and Ah Huai are the most important.
Little did they know that A Luo and A Huai were already standing in front of Qianzun Hall at this moment.
They had returned to normal, looking back at the rock's crazy appearance with worry on their faces.
Just now, they both entered the same state and completely lost themselves.
But it only lasted a short while. Suddenly, a voice woke them up and told them to move forward until they reached the Qianzun Palace. Even at this moment, the voice was still urging them to enter the palace.
But how could they leave the rock alone? They didn't even listen to the warning from the voice and looked back at the rock worriedly.
In their hearts, inheritance is important, but rocks are even more important.
"How is this possible? Someone actually broke through..."
Some Feixianling disciples saw A Luo and A Huai standing in front of the hall and felt incredible.
You must know that such a situation has never happened in legends, and no one has ever been in front of the temple.
But now, everything has become a thing of the past.
Ding ding ding
rapid ring tone
There seemed to be something trying to stop the rushing rocks.
That sense of urgency is frightening.
Wow
The withered bones turned over, and the dark shadows were thick and endless, blocking the rock.
Everything becomes different, like there are monsters blocking the road.
"How can it be……"
Yan Yan was dumbfounded, A Luo and A Huai were also dumbfounded, and the Feixianling disciples were so shocked that they jumped up and looked like they were about to run away at any moment.
Such a vision is too terrifying and beyond people's imagination.
Never heard of such a situation happening.
Everything is developing in an unknown direction.
"Okay, everyone, come in! It has nothing to do with you. This is the trial battlefield he set up for himself. It's just to see the Taoist heart..."
A Luo and A Huai both heard such a voice and looked at each other.
I don't know why, it always feels weird.
What he said was that he set it up for himself.
Who is he? Does he have this ability?
He is just an ordinary monk, how could he design himself?
Is it still so difficult?
Look at those dry bones, never believe that this road will be easy.
Gods and demons block the way, ghosts block the way
At this moment, in front of the rock, there are many ghosts and monsters.
If you want to move forward, you must slay demons and go on a killing spree.
There is no other way, this is the road of killing, you must take it, you must adapt.
hey-hey!
Rock sneered, he had no burden at all for such a thing, he would just kill it.
What gods, demons, and monsters will die if they stand in the way.
There is no smooth road to cultivating immortality. I have already understood it and have become accustomed to it.
I know very well that all gods are enemies, and such things are inevitable.
The only thing that can't get over is your loved ones, but you've already passed, and there's nothing else that can stop you.
The sword in your hand is your support.
The shuriken makes it possible to stand upright by yourself.
As long as you can wield a sharp sword, you can conquer everything.
I have always struggled alone.
Your life is in the palm of your hand.
As long as the sword is there, life can be saved.
kill
The rock roared and charged forward without fear.
boom
The clothes on his body suddenly exploded and flew away, but the misty fairy clothes were very strange.
At this moment, I could see what the treasure was, and I saw the misty fairy clothes, with the sound of a drum, being pulled away from the rock, but it was not destroyed.
However, for some unknown reason, after several attempts to turn the misty fairy clothes around the rock, they were blocked by invisible force.
The Piaomiao Fairy Clothes, which could not recover, rolled up and wrapped around the waist of the rock like a spiritual snake.
"What's that? Sheep's head?"
The Feixianling disciples saw the tattoo on Shishi's chest. Even A Luo and A Huai looked at it carefully. Such a sheep head was too eye-catching.
At this moment, the rocks are fighting against the black shadows that are constantly emerging from the ground. The problem is that these things seem to be killing them endlessly.
As the battle continued, the black shadows that appeared like this also continued to grow stronger, surrounding the rocks, roaring and biting.
The rock calmed down. No matter how many such things there are, there is nothing to be afraid of. A group of brainless monsters who only fight instinctively without using weapons are really nothing to be afraid of.
The more the rock fights, the easier it becomes, and the aura on his body becomes stronger and stronger.
Such momentum is too powerful and intimidating.
He is obviously just a person, an ordinary person.
But it's like a wall, a world, a god
In short, it is difficult to describe the changes on the rock at this moment. There is only awe, and even a feeling of surrender in the eyes of those who see it.
Even Ah Luo and Ah Huai lowered their heads and bowed their backs unconsciously.
"The saint's appearance is indeed extraordinary!"
A voice murmured to itself and suddenly uttered a word.
"interest"
With such a voice, everything becomes calm.
Rock held his sword flat against his chest and looked forward in confusion.
The illusion is gone and everything returns to nature.
In front of the huge palace, A Luo and A Huai also looked at themselves.
Regardless of the number of rocks, he put away his sword and strode towards A Luo and A Huai.
"Hey! It's all done. When did the road to success become so simple..."
The Feixianling disciples were confused and looked at each other.
Suddenly someone is on the road to success and takes risks.
He wants to seize the opportunity.
Perhaps in his eyes, the road to success has lost its usefulness.
Not so scary anymore.
The other Feixianling disciples all stared at him. If it was true as they guessed, they would rush forward.
The shrine opposite is the most attractive place. There must be supreme treasures and even incredible inheritance inside.
呲
The Feixianling disciple who had just walked a few steps suddenly stood still, his eyes fell on his chest, where there was a hole, and then he dropped his head to the ground.
Silently, I don't know where the hole in his chest came from.
Not to mention, he fell to the ground and suddenly burst into flames. In full view of everyone, his clothes and flesh were completely destroyed, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a steaming corpse, white and frightening.