The blood knife seemed to be roaring and slashed straight into Ling Yan's waist.
He has no intention of stopping at all. At this moment, his purpose is clear, that is to kill Ling Yan!
"Tenglong Shield!"
Ling Yan almost without thinking, directly held out the Tenglong Shield that was shrunk in the palm of his hand. There was a buzzing... trembling, and after the Tenglong Shield was activated, it directly grew in size and violently stretched across Ling Yan's waist.
Clang!!
After taking a breath, the blood knife hit the Tenglong Shield.
Xue Dao let out a trembling cry, and the powerful force shook Xue He's arms. On the other hand, Teng Long's shield erupted with a little light and then became silent.
After all, it is a super shield that can withstand the punishment of the gods. This treasure given to Liyan by Taishou Saint, the leader of Kuixing Mountain, is a sharp weapon used to seize God-given weapons. How can Blood River easily break through it?
Xue He saw that the knife missed Ling Yan, and continued to grin with an evil smile. He drew the knife with his backhand and used his energy. Suddenly, Ling Yan could clearly and abnormally feel that a large amount of heaven-defying aura was flowing out of his hand.
.
"Good shield!!"
Xue He smiled very strangely, which made Ling Yan's heart sink slightly.
"Bleeding Crazy Sword!"
Xue He laughed and drank again.
clang..
The Tenglong Shield was blocked again, but this was not Ling Yan's fault, but the river of blood slashed directly at the Tenglong Shield.
Powerful power spread out from the Tenglong Shield, shaking Ling Yan's bones almost to pieces.
Xue He's arms were shaking even more than before, as if they were about to break off, but he was not surprised at all. Instead, his demonic eyes exuded a deep sense of unwillingness...
"This shield is very good, but it's a pity that you didn't fully refine it!!"
While the blood river was laughing, a knife struck him again.
"time to go!"
"Let's go? Huh, where are we going?"
Ling Yan was unhappy, he put back his shield, raised his lightsaber, and swung it towards the river of blood.
scandium!
Ling Yan grabbed Bai Mu with his big hand, and his five fingers shook. The blood knife was so powerful. The moment the two weapons met, Ling Yan felt that his energy was as heavy as mercury.
"Flying Knife Blood Technique!"
Xue He said again, raised his sword and rushed towards Ling Yan's face.
The evil spirit of the universe!
Ling Yan concentrated his energy and began to drive the good and evil energy of the universe hidden in his hands.
"Um?"
But, an accident happened.
My hands are completely empty, so how can I feel the evil energy of the universe?
Not only that, his whole body did not respond to the existence of Qiankun's righteous energy at all. The air seemed to be solidified, and Ling Yan suddenly felt that... his energy seemed to be controlled to only one point.
"I'm telling you, this is the Blood River Realm. Here, the aura of the five realms can only be used at 10%..."
Xuehe smiled slightly, and then the blood knife rose again.
The overwhelming momentum, the bloody sword swirling the mountains and rivers, the sea of blood behind, the waves rolling into the sky, the violent wind suddenly rising, directly showing its murderous intent, it is so awe-inspiring that it makes people shudder.
Ling Yan's heart tightened, and he thrust his sword forward.
At this moment, he had only seven changes of strength, but he could not use even 10% of it...
"The Blood Sealing Art..."
Blood River raised the knife and fell directly.
Roar!!!!
As if the blood was roaring, Ling Yan's ears heard a roar that penetrated the sky and the earth, and the earth shook violently, as if there was a magnitude 10 earthquake.
At the same time, Ling Yan felt his eyes turn red...and then black again, and his whole body floated again.
The powerlessness of teleportation instantly filled every part of his body..
Whoosh!!
There was a sudden ringing in my ears.
The scene in front of him also changed again. In an instant, Ling Yan was already standing in the Xuantian Evil King Pavilion...
The simple and familiar smell drifted into Ling Yan's nose...
"Huh? Did you fail??"
The moment Ling Yan appeared, Bai Fengyu also flashed in front of him.
Jian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he stared at Ling Yan, and let out a light sigh to express his dissatisfaction.
"Disciple is incompetent!"
Ling Yan said something in his mouth, but his hands were still holding the "Records of the Blood River Realm"...
Bai Fengyu obviously just saw the book...
"If it's this book, it's not a big deal if you lose. That person is really strong. It's really troublesome for you to deal with him now!"
"Is it??"
Ling Yan held the book gently with his fingers, looking a little careless.
"Are you unwilling??" Bai Fengyu suddenly smiled...
Ling Yan was shocked...he was silent for a moment and then asked again.
"Can I go in again?"
Ling Yan stared at the trigger points in the book...
Bai Fengyu's face finally showed a little emotion...
"Do you want to continue entering? Have you felt the pain of death? One ten thousandth of your consciousness has died, don't you know?"
"One ten thousandth of divine consciousness?"
Ling Yan was a little surprised...
"Yes, condensing one's spiritual consciousness requires, at the very least, a hundred days of hard training and meditation. And if you die, you will lose one point. If you practice one point, you will gain one point. The book here is not yours.
People really enter, but a part of your spiritual consciousness enters. Although it is only spiritual consciousness, it is no different from you. If you die, it is only your spiritual consciousness that dies. If you understand something in the book,
Then, you are the one who benefits!!"
"So, if I want to understand these books, I must practice my spiritual awareness diligently??"
Ling Yan's heart gradually became enlightened. Bai Fengyu didn't say anything important, but invisibly, something became clear...
"One hundred years can't be more or less. How much you can understand and how far you can go are all in your hands. Don't be too persistent! However, you must remember one thing!!"
Bai Fengyu's handsome face is filled with a little mystery.
"Please give me your instructions, Your Majesty!"
Ling Yan nodded.
Bai Fengyu's faint smile hung on his face again, and he turned slightly sideways, looking at Ling Yan with his sword eyes, scanning the books on the bookshelves with his peripheral vision...
"I didn't want to tell you at the beginning. These books are not ordinary books. In fact, they are just passages, and you may die in the books...a real death...be careful!!"
After Bai Fengyu finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared. In the Xuantian Evil King Pavilion, all the aura about Bai Fengyu disappeared like clouds blown by the wind...
Ling Yan's gaze still stayed on the spot where Bai Fengyu had stood just now. Although it was only for a moment, Ling Yan knew that one year outside the pavilion and a hundred years inside the pavilion were probably extremely difficult.
"Each book here is equivalent to a world, a plane, and a passage? How much time did Bai Fengyu spend on it??"
Ling Yan showed a wry smile, but since he agreed to stay in Wuji Heavenly Palace, at least... he shouldn't fail on this first criterion, right?
After thinking about it, Ling Yan activated the "Blood River Realm Record" in his hand, and the feeling of centrifugal disintegration appeared again.
Whoosh...
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