Chapter 60: One Blade Absolutely Nothing (please vote for me, please read more)
Accumulate energy, compress, control, and finally release!
The spiritual root, which is beyond the highest level and cannot be graded, gives Ye Chuxiao powerful energy absorption, and the body that has been tempered by the Nine Death Demonic Art many times allows him to release a large amount of energy in an instant.
When Ye Chuxiao slashed out this shocking sword, the entire storm sea was bound to become quiet because of him.
Accompanied by the scream of the sword, the sword light rose up, tearing apart layers of cabins and decks, and dispersing the dark clouds in an instant.
The raging thunder also silenced the commotion at this moment.
The dragon that was originally resting in the clouds was also cut off from its dreamland by this knife, and it peered into the dark ocean below with some horror.
The sword light shattered the dark clouds, and the long-lost sunshine shone down from the sky, shining on the stormy sea filled with the sounds of fighting. The people who were struggling to fight raised their heads in shock.
Looking along the trajectory of the shattered clouds, although the stunning light of the sword has dissipated, its aftermath power still spreads and continues.
A cold snort and strong pressure came from the sky.
The great monk who originally only blocked the world here to prevent Ye Chuxiao from leaving the boundary, was stimulated by Ye Chuxiao's sword, and no longer held back, and planned to take action himself.
Tens of thousands of golden spells spread out in the void, forming a circular chain of spells.
The clouds in the sky changed their appearance due to the intersection and connection of the talisman chains, and began to circle according to specific trajectories and rules.
The entire sky turned into a huge array composed of dark clouds driven by runes.
When this formation disk was reflected on the sea surface, a reverse formation disk also appeared on the sea surface, following the formation disk in the sky and rotating counterclockwise.
The arrays in the sky and the sea formed a positive and negative talisman array, possessing the power to seal the sky and the earth.
Even if the energy is as manic as a sea of storms, the energy between heaven and earth at this time has become jerky, stiff and difficult to regulate due to the combination of the positive and negative formations.
Ye Chuxiao looked up at the sky.
At this moment, he was riding on the dilapidated battleship, wandering between the sky and the sea, facing the huge talisman formation, small and fragile.
The originally bright silver sword in his hand had become dim and covered with fine cracks due to the previous domineering swing of the sword.
Ye Chuxiao jumped out of the bottom of the cabin and stood on the cracked deck. Ye Chuxiao's long hair was wildly curled, and his face was full of wildness.
"You want to kill me?"
"Just come!"
The long knife was raised, and the spiritual roots of the sacred tree flickered and turned on the spiritual platform.
A large part of the raw energy of heaven and earth was forcefully extracted by the spiritual roots of the sacred tree, and quickly squeezed into Ye Chuxiao's body.
The two talisman formations of the sky and the sea were both angered by Ye Chuxiao.
Follow the pull of the energy of heaven and earth.
Tens of thousands of talismans, like fine lightning, flowed into Ye Chuxiao's body along the path of energy flow.
Ice, fire, thunder, earth, poison, weakness, death, decay, illness... A large amount of power that could be recorded in the spells poured into Ye Chuxiao's body at this moment, and then exploded in a concentrated manner.
This was an angry blow from a seventh-level talisman formation major cultivator.
Of course, Ye Chuxiao's body was destroyed in an instant.
The power of the spell, and even the power of the formation, ravaged every cell in his body.
But a moment later, Ye Chuxiao came back from the dead under the dual effects of the Nine-Death Demonic Skill and the Life-Strengthening Talent, using the huge energy he had absorbed previously.
At this time, the power of the talisman and formation had been integrated into his bones and blood, imprinted on his body and soul.
The spiritual root of the sacred tree, which possesses all the 'attribute tendencies', now coincides with Ye Chuxiao, adding two more close connections.
From now on, Ye Chuxiao can also use the power of the spiritual roots of the sacred tree to drive the energy of the world and cast a large number of spells in an instant to form a powerful formation.
Ordinary monks, after passing through the sea of suffering and establishing their spiritual roots, will no longer be able to swim through the sea of suffering that is not directed by their spiritual roots.
Because of their fixed spiritual roots, their possibilities are limited.
Ye Chuxiao does not have this restriction.
His spiritual roots have infinite possibilities, and of course he still retains the infinite possibilities of suffering.
This also means that even if Ye Chuxiao has reached the realm of energy, he still has one foot in the realm of misery.
You can swim through more seas of suffering at any time and truly break into more types of spiritual practice.
The purpose of swimming through the sea of suffering is to temper and adapt. In essence, the suffering of any practice is the ultimate goal.
Ye Chuxiao, on the other hand, successfully used the power of a Seventh Realm major cultivator to complete the arduous practice of Talisman and Formation in an instant.
This is almost equivalent to a disguised form of a seventh-level talisman, forming two major cultivators to teach him the skills and techniques.
"How brave!" Ye Chuxiao's changes naturally could not be concealed from the Seventh Realm Overhaul who was looking down at Ye Chuxiao.
A strong man in the seventh level bullied a monk in the third level. Not only did he not beat the opponent to ashes, but he actually helped him. This was already a great shame and humiliation for the monks in the seventh level.
The two formations of sky and sea began to fall and rise, seeming to overlap.
At the same time, the space between the sky and the sea is also being squeezed and compressed.
The moment the formation turned, everyone was screened out and was not affected, except for Ye Chuxiao... who was the only victim.
The space is becoming more solid, and every inch of air is releasing malice and murderous intent.
The energy of heaven and earth lingering in this space has also been expelled, and no trace is left.
The dragon that was originally baring its teeth and claws on the edge of the cloud now shrank its head and put away its tail, for fear of being involved in this disaster.
Ye Chuxiao also wanted to use the spiritual roots of the sacred tree to extract huge energy, but he was determined to fail if he tried the same trick again.
Because the environment he is in is a vacuum that is constantly collapsing and compressing.
"Stop it when you're done!"
"Goodbye, this world. The next time I come back, it will be when I take away all the messages stored in the shared spiritual roots. Of course, it will also be the time when I come back to find you to settle things." Ye Chuxiao thought in his mind, and said
The Tao Yun that has been used naturally dissipates in the golden clock.
In just a moment, Ye Chuxiao's figure disappeared between the sky and the sea.
Snapped!
The two formations of sky and sea were completely overlapping at this moment.
All the matter wrapped in it was destroyed in an instant.
"You actually escaped?"
"Is it the Escape from the Sky? Or are there monks who have reached the Unsettled Realm and are fishing for people from across the sky?"
"Or maybe he spent more than three Dao Yun in advance to buy insurance on the ship of creation?" The old monk riding the paper crane looked at the two hovering arrays and thought to himself, his face getting increasingly ugly.
The dignified Seventh Realm Overhaul took two shots, but a young monk who had just entered the Neng Realm actually escaped.
This made the old monk so angry that he wanted to kill everyone present.
However, thinking of the warning before leaving, the old monk had to restrain his emotions and instead swayed thousands of spells, falling like raindrops into the bodies of every monk here.
Erase the memory of his previous actions from the minds of these monks.
Therefore, the last memory that these monks in the Sea of Storms have of Ye Chuxiao is the shocking light of the sword rising into the sky.