After hearing Mu Feiping's words, Chen Xuan's face was as deep as water, and he was fully focused on dealing with the second sword that had slashed his soul.
The blood knife in front of him was still accumulating momentum. When the blood knife on other high platforms had already slashed the second attack, the blood knife on Chen Xuan's side still did not move.
The longer he accumulates his power, the stronger his sword will be. Although Chen Xuan didn't know this, he knew that the blood sword would not slash, and the more terrifying the slash he had to deal with.
Just as Chen Xuan's heart became tighter and tighter, the blood knife in front of him burst into blood again. This time the blade did not fly directly over, but condensed a blood-colored knife air and covered Chen Xuan's body.
Chen Xuan felt a terrified in his heart, and tried his best to activate the power of his soul to condense into an invisible shield, colliding with the blood-colored sword energy. The second sword that slashed the soul was blocked by him without any pressure! Chen Xuan just now heard Mu Feiping describe the second sword as so terrible, but this time he specialized in the soul, and without a substantial blow, he could not break his soul barrier.
All of this is because his soul is so condensed so strong that the True Spirit Infant is the foundation, and he has absorbed the Xuanzhen Qiong for twenty years. Chen Xuan's soul, like his body, has almost no weakness! Mu Feiping also blocked the second sword, but the blood color on her pretty face has slightly decreased, and it is obvious that it is difficult to deal with the second sword.
Seeing that Chen Xuan was not injured at all withheld the second sword, her eyes were full of brilliance: "Fellow Daoist Chen, your cultivation really makes me admire you again and again. Now even if you say you are a top cultivator who has been reduced to his own cultivation, I will not have any doubts."
Mu Feiping did not observe the expressions of other top cultivators after blocking the second sword. They all looked very bad. After all, the restriction of the Body-Devouring Soul-Slaying Platform ignores the cultivation level of the realm and adjusts the power of the sword according to the realm of the cultivator. Therefore, it is not easy for Canglu Boy, Liu Tianzheng and others to resist the second sword.
Chen Xuan was praised by Mu Feiping so much, but he didn't intend to be humble, but said lightly: "Actually, I suspect that you are a top cultivator who has been demoted to your own cultivation. Why not admit it openly?"
"Fellow Daoist Chen is really good at joking."
Mu Feiping's light words brought this topic over, and his expression became solemn again.
Because the third sword may be cut at any time.
Chen Xuan also calmed down and looked at the blood knife in front of him again.
Just when he thought he would accumulate momentum for a longer time, the fiery red vertical pupils in the air suddenly released a large area of scarlet rays. Even if the monk deliberately avoided the fiery red vertical pupils staring at the fiery red vertical pupils, he could not avoid being swept into his eyes by scarlet rays. In an instant, everyone felt that the space they were in had completely changed, and the scenes everyone saw changed differently.
Chen Xuan saw the scene of his close relatives dying in pain, and then countless graceful and beautiful women appeared all over his body. The change in his mood from extreme sorrow to bliss did not cause much trouble, even though these scenes were extremely real, as if they had actually happened in his memory.
Then the scene changed countless times. Chen Xuan experienced the warmth and coldness of the world in an instant. He saw the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand rusted, and even reached out to touch his white beards hanging on the ground. The land was old, and the lightning was exhausted, and the world became a dead land.
Chen Xuan felt that his heart was getting old, just like the falling light in the prehistoric universe. His perseverance in Taoism finally felt the despair of old age, but he still maintained the innocence since his practice.
Until a bright and brilliant little flower appeared in the dead air, Chen Xuan's heart of Tao finally shook.
Excited and happy to see the vitality is a normal reaction of a desperate person.
Chen Xuan reached out to catch the little flower, and the abnormal redness in the flower's heart made him suddenly wake up! The true spiritual baby in this moment inspired the hidden magic power of removing the false existence, helping Chen Xuan discover the strangeness of the flowers in front of him! At the moment when Chen Xuan suddenly woke up, the flowers in front of him were instantly melted by thick plasma, and a cold black knife appeared in the blood, slashing at Chen Xuan's heart! "Hmph, I want to break my heart, no way!"
Chen Xuan shouted softly, and the sword intent burst out at his fingertips, easily resisting the third slash of the Blood Sword - Daoxin Slash! The power of the third slash is based on the influence of the cultivator under the influence of the evil eye sea god and immersed in the illusion. When Chen Xuan realized the illusion, the power of the Daoxin Slash instantly weakened ten times.
However, it was quite thrilling that Chen Xuan blocked this attack. He almost treated the Blood Knife as a flower just now, otherwise he might not be able to block this attack.
After the illusion disappeared, Chen Xuan looked at the monks on the high platform again.
In addition to him, the monks, including Mu Feiping, were immersed in the illusion and could not wake up for a long time. The blood knife in front of them was ready to move and could produce the knife at any time.
Chen Xuan originally wanted to send a message to Mu Feiping and pull Mu Feiping out of the illusion, but he still didn't do this, because that would probably hurt Mu Feiping's life. The monks entering the illusion could only rely on themselves to break the forbiddenness of the Taoist heart. Therefore, even top monks such as Liu Tianzheng could not come out of the illusion as quickly as Chen Xuan.
The true spiritual baby helped Chen Xuan break the ban at the most critical moment. The next moment, the blood-colored vortex under Chen Xuan's feet turned into an ancient moving array. In the shining light of the runes, Chen Xuan had not had time to make any moves, but he was sent to a very wide green jade platform by a moving force.
In amazement, Chen Xuan looked around and found that he had been moved to the nearest floating tower. In front of him was a stone door that was hundreds of feet high, which looked magnificent, which made Chen Xuan involuntarily remember the legend of the giants of Longbo Kingdom.
Only the legendary giants of Longbo Kingdom match these tall tower buildings. Perhaps the nine towers were built by the giants.
Just as Chen Xuan looked at the landscape on the first floor of the tower, a light of inspiration flashed not far from the platform, and Shen Binglan's beautiful figure appeared from it.
"Binglan!"
Chen Xuan didn't expect Shen Binglan to appear at this time, and it seemed that he was moved up like him.
Shen Binglan was also very surprised to see Chen Xuan, but then a complex look flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she quickly returned to nature and said: "Chen Xuan, are you also moved from the blood-colored platform?"
"Yes, so you just blocked the third sword of the Body-Devouring Soul-Slaying Platform."
Chen Xuan thought to himself that Shen Binglan's thought was indeed firmer than ordinary monks, and the speed of breaking the illusion was a little slower than him.
"So that kind of weird high platform ban is called the Body-Devouring Soul-Slaying Platform."
After Shen Binglan was surprised, he looked at the huge stone door ahead.
She was about to say something, but she heard a dull sound. The huge stone door was opened in a crack, and there was darkness inside and it was impossible to see anything clearly.
The map and small stone tablet in Chen Xuan's storage bag were moving at the same time!