The time for meditating this time was unexpectedly short, only taking about four days.
But when he went deep into the black mist, he realized that the mist that had faded a lot due to the death of the Wuxiang God and Demon had actually completely recovered and was even more original.
I don't know if it's really due to the special environment here, or if it's the ultimate method.
Twenty miles deep, a pair of 7,000-foot black thunder wings spread out behind Zong Shou.
Immediately following, are the black and white wings, which are the wings of life and death.
The vitality of the underworld is gathered together, but it is not incompatible with the pair of thunder wings, as if they are one and the same.
He fluttered a fan in the air, and instantly escaped dozens of miles away. He could already vaguely feel the familiar and unforgettable breath.
Absolute flame!
Without any hesitation, Zong Shou stepped forward and walked through the flames burning the sky. His aura was as sharp as a spear, penetrating into the sea of crimson flames.
Different from the step-by-step approach he took the first time, this time Zong Shou went all out to attack from the beginning.
In the sea of souls, the true form of the Dharma is still used to fight against the huge roulette wheel.
But it was obviously stronger than the previous time, and he was able to fight and persist.
Completely ignoring the oppressive force, the bright sword light ran wildly in the flames.
The man and his sword merged into one, with the force of breaking bamboo, and the speed of thunder and lightning, they slashed at the man standing at the Yuan Gate.
The energy is sharp, yet integrated.
Jueyan's eyes also brightened slightly, and then he smiled happily: "You kid, you are quite smart!"
He was struck by the sword light a hundred feet away without any reaction.
Still at ninety-nine feet, Zong Shou suddenly felt that the real power of the Gang Jin was like a wall. With the strength of his sword, it took all the strength of nine cows and two tigers to advance even half a step.
It was even more squeezed from all directions, compressing the space around him, making it extremely uncomfortable.
Leng snorted, Zong Shou was not surprised.
The condensed sword power in his hand suddenly dispersed.
A violent storm! A sword slashed forward with great power.
He did not hesitate to use up the sword's blade strength and flew forward across the sky.
Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut
It is extremely savage, seemingly unorganized and random slashing, but each sword has its own purpose, either to directly hit the key point or to attack it, or to create an opportunity out of the impossible.
In just an instant, the layers of walls of strength were broken open one after another.
At this time, the thirty-nine Imperial Dragon Tooth Swords flying outside were following behind.
There are only two more swords. However, the power of the sword array has been increased by half after just a few days of integration and reconstruction by Zongshou.
At this time, it turned into a wandering dragon, with sword power as thin as gossamer. It cut and sliced away in all directions.
This made the already fragmented Gang Jin even more scattered.
He rushed until he was twenty feet in front of Jueyan, before Zong Shou suddenly suffocated.
A large amount of cold sweat covered his forehead. When he reached this point, the pressure of his soul thoughts doubled, and the energy in front of him became even more powerful and majestic.
Zong Shou felt severe pain in his eyes again, and the battle in the soul sea almost reached the point of defeat.
Almost every step here requires a huge amount of energy. Not only sweat, but also countless blood spots are spilled all over the body.
One step, two steps, three steps. One step, one foot. When he reached ten feet, Zong Shou’s bones cracked again.
He tried his best to hold on and didn't collapse. He looked at Jueyan from a distance of ten feet, and saw the eyes of the young man opposite him full of teasing.
Zong Shou was neither sad nor angry. Not only did the four wings behind him not retract at this time, but they became even more brilliant.
Without hesitation, just waved a sword.
Three Thousand Stars!
The sword light fell, as if carrying a whole galaxy. The obstacle of ten steps was broken, and the sword was straight.
Later with a dumb laughed. Big sleeve waved a volume, and the sword light that seemed to cut the Xinghe universe. The whole cage was in the sleeve.
But the strong sword of all things can be cut, but it is like a mud cattle to the sea, and it disappears.
Zong Shou's eyes flickered, knowing that it is the sleeve of the flame, it is already a turntable.
The only sword of the sword of the sword, just need to be a mustard, you can rotate back.
There was nothing in his heart, and he waited at this time!
The first counterattack was the void of the soul. First, the nine -layer purple gold giant tower, smashed down suddenly. The fantasy heart mirror also emitted a blue light, directly in the past.
The potential of the giant wheel suffocated slightly.
Then the real -shaped French sword was closed, and then the sword was picked again!
cut!
This sword waved, it seemed to be gorgeous enough to be unable to recipe, and it seemed to be bland.
As if the whole world is integrated into it. The fusion of Zong Shou, almost all the roads.
Combined into one, one of the avenues!
With a shock of ‘一’, Zong Shou ’s sword did not stalemate with that giant.
Instead, when the wheels were rotated at a high -speed turn, it was cut into it hard!
Not only did it stop the rotation of this round, it also made the power of the cycle cycle, which also exploded!
Zong Shou's flesh body is also incredible that the sword has changed.
Disposal. Even the skin and flesh are cut from scarred by this sword.
The power of being borrowed by the reincarnation, plus the power of this sword, is tantamount to the two sword superimposed.
In a moment, Jian Guang passed through that was close, and once again, the heart of the flames was located.
After a stunner, then suddenly, the eyes flickered again. Hey's smile: "Sure enough, with the" one "way, breaking the method of‘ wheel ’, it is just restraint.
The intact left hand, the seal decided to pinch. I saw the scattered robe, flesh and blood, and the energy of collapse.
Before Zong Shou Jianguang, it was a huge wheel.
Although the total number is condensed, it is difficult to cut into half a minute.
Zong Shou's expression changed slightly, and his complexion was suddenly pale.
The rotation is good, but it is just a reverse reincarnation. Even it feels,
If the body of the flame is again, even reversible!
"It's a pity, it's worse."
With a smirk, one fingers again, and pointing to Zong Shou's eyebrows.
In Zong Shou's eyes, there was a color of death.
Could it be said that this time, it is impossible to fail?
After despair, it was full of anger. In the desperate situation, the warlessness did not decrease.
How can you be willing to be repelled?
His eyes were open, and the blood that accumulated stasis in his eyes finally had a vent.
The indestructible door appeared hundreds of thousands of cracks. Numerous bloody runes flashed in the pupil.
At this moment, Zong Shou only felt that he had turned into a lava.
The flames were shrinking. Somehow, I just felt that the cardiac arrest was stopped.
After a moment of dazzling eyes, I saw Zong Shou. In the impossible, a sword hit again.
I couldn't help taking a sip of cold, not just the sword soul, but also entered the middle!
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