The two swords slashed forward and shot out gray and black streams of light.
This blow tore apart the illusory curtain and tore the supreme god in the illusion to pieces.
In the form of Shura evil ghost, Feng Qi has no god in his heart.
When the curtain of the illusion dissipated, he slowly raised his head. Under the bright moon, the surrounding streets were once again turned into ruins, and broken yellow papers were scattered all over the sky.
He raised the magic knife and pointed in the direction of the city center, the ferocious smile on his face getting even bigger.
"Hehe, hahahaha!"
The maniacal laughter is like a ruthless taunt, provoking the life behind the scenes in the city center.
Slowly squatting down, Feng Qi's body tensed up, like a tiger about to pounce.
The pitch-black evil spirit behind him followed Feng Qi's wishes, baring his teeth and claws, looking toward the center of the city and letting out a deafening roar.
boom!
At the same time as the ground suddenly sank, Feng Qi's body turned into a symmetrical stream of gray and black light and pierced forward, rushing straight towards the incoming death creature.
"kill!"
Amidst the hysterical shouting, the ghost sword in Feng Qi's hand was swallowed up by the gray flames. The sword energy he wielded continued to expand as it advanced, like a gray mist cloud that seemed to cover the bright moon.
The mental realm of negative emotions instantly enveloped the front.
Those dead creatures without intelligence were instantly cut off from the spiritual connection with the life behind the scenes.
But those intelligent dead creatures only have fear in their eyes.
When the power of the ghost sword comes, they don't even have time to resist, and their consciousness is pulled into the negative spiritual realm.
Despair, fear, destruction... there is endless mental torture in the negative spiritual realm, like the torture of eighteen levels of hell, causing them to gradually sink in despair and completely lose control of their physical bodies.
Feng Qi also raised the magic knife at this time.
The violent sword energy sweeps in all directions with the demon sword's hatred for the miraculous artifact.
The suddenly expanded magic knife was like a sickle that harvested life. After sweeping across, a vacuum area was instantly cleared. Dead creatures that came into contact with the magic knife turned into dust and flew into the air. The remaining power of the sword even washed away the surroundings, causing earthquakes.
At this time, Feng Qi's consciousness was in a semi-sinking state, and his sanity was gradually losing.
Driven by instinctive desire, at this moment he just wanted to kill the being behind the scenes who provoked him.
Even if He is God!
Amid hysterical laughter, Feng Qi passed through a group of dead creatures. The ghost sword and the devil sword pulled out gray and black energy tails as they advanced.
There is no need to look back, the energy particles dissipated after the death creature collapsed flew in one after another under the pull of the magic knife, and were absorbed and transformed by the magic knife.
Broken bones under load begin to heal under the nourishment of energy.
After a short stay, Feng Qi rushed towards the center of the city again.
During this period, his bones shattered and healed, and his body was always on the verge of collapse.
It is this pressure that has become a driving force for his growth. When his physical strength is exhausted, new power will always emerge in his body, like a whetstone, which will gradually increase his strength and achieve higher levels.
Accept the upper limit.
Under the challenge of ascending to the gods, Feng Qi's physical potential is continuously developed.
Demon Knife once gave a detailed explanation of the challenge of ascending to the gods.
He said that the Ascension Challenge is actually a growth method that squeezes potential to the extreme.
This method of cultivation can also be called adaptive growth.
Through the characteristics of the magic sword, the sword holder will gain the ability to adapt and grow, and his physical limits will be continuously raised.
This is somewhat like the process of the Lord of Mists adapting to the rules of the human world.
The difference is that the Lord of the Mist relies on willpower to activate the power of miracle will, shattering the core of his body and then reorganizing it, thus completing the reshaping.
However, Demon Sword's challenge to become a god did not destroy the concept of reorganization, it only forced adaptation.
Just like land creatures that fall into the deep sea, facing the situation of being unable to breathe, they must evolve the ability to breathe underwater in deep water.
A body on the verge of collapse is like a land creature falling into the deep sea.
The characteristics of the magic knife allow the host to evolve the physical fitness to adapt to this stage at the limit, and then complete the breakthrough of the limit by squeezing the potential.
Cultivation in the challenge of ascending to the gods is to raise the upper limit by reaching the limit again and again.
Each time you adapt to an extreme stage, the surgeon's physical fitness will be significantly improved.
At this time, Feng Qi was on the edge of a new physical limit.
There are only two choices before you.
Either adapt to the limit, and then break through the shackles of the limit to complete the physical breakthrough...or die.
In the Shura ghost form, Feng Qi had no fear, crazily squeezing his body's potential, hovering on the edge of death.
When Feng Qi arrived at the central area of the city, his body had become broken, and blood mixed with sweat was flowing down his body. He slowly raised his head and looked forward.
In front of it is a huge blue formation, with a blue transparent bell suspended in the center of the formation, swaying in the wind, and making a beguiling sound.
This voice was like God's will, constantly stuffed into his mind, trying to tamper with his cognition.
But in his extremely evil state, he ignored the harm caused by tampering with his cognition.
Under the blue bell, stood a ferocious beast that was more than seven meters tall and surrounded by black deathly aura.
Its eyes were red, and there was a fierce light in them. The limbs on the ground were connected to the formation on the ground. The dark green flames of death swirled between the mouth and nose as it breathed out. The fierce power dissipating from its body was like a heavy mountain, suppressing this space.
Just by looking at each other, Feng Qi felt pressure.
But he didn't panic at all, instead a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
The blood slid down the arm holding the knife to the handle, and then dripped to the tip of the knife. The aura on his body also began to increase.
In the state of Ascension Challenge cultivation, his body was like a drowning person struggling crazily, trying to break through the shackles of the limit and complete the transformation.
The aura emanating from the ferocious beast made Feng Qi's body completely activated and excited.
His body trembled slightly, and the gray and pitch-black flames on his body burned intertwined.
Facing the provocation from Feng Qi, the ferocious beast raised its head and howled wildly. The terrifying sound waves turned into shock waves and hit Feng Qi's body one after another. The bright moon above the beast's head became brighter, as if in response to the ferocious beast's roar. Voice.
The ferocious beast took a step forward at this moment, and the blue formation under its feet was instantly activated.
Countless strange runes broke away from the formation and began to dance around the formation, and a terrifying aura overflowed.
At this moment, Feng Qi raised his magic sword and pointed it at the ferocious beast:
"kill!"
He did not retreat, but instead took the initiative to enter the formation.
When Feng Qi's body merged into the formation, the formation's eyes flashed brightly, and the formation was completely activated.
This time the sound of the bell ringing in Feng Qi's ears became clearer.
The runes floating in the formation automatically combined, and the world in front of him began to change.
He saw countless skeletal figures emerging out of thin air and rushing toward him. The magic knife in Feng Qi's hand turned into a giant blade and swept across. Suddenly, a large number of skeletal figures collapsed and turned into beating blue runes, and they were reorganized in an instant.
More and more skeletal figures appear.
Facing the death creature formed by the aggregation of runes, Feng Qi laughed hysterically.
The killing spree begins.
The skeletal creatures were like an endless wave, coming one after another. Feng Qi sank into the formation and started killing endlessly.
At this moment, a fierce force came from behind.
Feng Qi's body turned around instinctively, and the magic knife suddenly swung out.
After turning around, he didn't see anyone, and the magic knife he slashed failed to hit the target. Then his body seemed to have hit a high-speed train, moving backward under the attack of huge force.
Boom!
His body moved backward and hit the formation barrier, and he opened his mouth and coughed out a pool of blood.
Before he could recover, the invisible force approached again.
But Feng Qi's eyes could only see the skeletal creature composed of runes, but could not find the invisible beast, and his body once again waved the magic knife like an instinct.
The magic sword he swung still failed to hit, and his body coughed up blood again under the huge feedback force, and was knocked away horizontally by the huge force.
Before his body landed on the ground, the demon knife and ghost knife in Feng Qi's hand pierced into the ground, leaving two traces. His body twisted in the air and landed firmly on the ground.
"Kacha!"
The sound of bones breaking was heard.
But Feng Qi ignored it and stared straight ahead, looking for traces of the ferocious beast.
The bewitching power of the bell ringing in his ears was significantly upgraded with the blessing of the formation. This time, it was blocking his visual observation of the ferocious beast, making it impossible for him to find any trace of the ferocious beast.
At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.
He saw the figure of a ferocious beast appearing behind him, charging towards him viciously, its claws shining sharply in the moonlight.
At the same time, he felt an evil force approaching him.
Faced with a choice, he chose to follow his sense of breath and suddenly raised the magic knife and swung it forward.
The powerful and heavy blow landed on the ground without any resistance, making the ground tremble, but it failed to hit the ferocious beast.
At the same time, he felt a heavy blow on his back, and his body leaned forward and was thrown away.
As he fell to the ground and rolled, he opened his mouth and coughed out a pool of blood. Broken organ fragments could be seen in the blood.
After being hit hard continuously, Feng Qi's body was in danger.
"hey-hey!"
The ferocious smile on his face still remained, and he stood up with a trembling body.
But before he could stand firm, his body was pushed up into the sky by an invisible force, and his body was hit by a force coming from the side in the air.
As the silver light flashed, Feng Qi's body flew left and right in the air, unable to land.
Under continuous heavy blows, even if the broken body is blessed by the magic knife, the speed of repair can no longer keep up with the speed of destruction.
The bones in his body began to break in large areas and his organs were shattered.
"There isn't much energy left, so let's fight to the death."
Hearing the sound of the magic sword, Feng Qi raised the magic sword with difficulty. Under the influence of his consciousness, the magic sword broke away from his right hand and soared in the air, like a needle suddenly falling from the sea.
boom!
The magic knife, which was as heavy as a mountain, fell to the ground, bursting out with terrifying murderous intent, shattering the nearby skeletal creatures into powder, and briefly repelling the approaching ferocious beasts.
After getting some breathing time, Feng Qi fell straight to the ground.
The drooping body raised his right hand with difficulty, and the magic knife that had pierced the ground immediately returned automatically and was held tightly in his right hand.
The flesh and blood energy in the magic knife poured into his body crazily, and the broken organs and body began to repair quickly.
"Chess boy, please remember the realm of the mind's eye."
Feng Qi, who was almost out of control, did not answer the demon knife, laughed hysterically, and then inserted the ghost knife and the demon knife into the ground.
At this moment, he stretched out his hands and pierced his own eyes. Two eyeballs were pierced by his fingers, and blood spurted out.
When his hands held the ghost sword and the magic sword again, his consciousness spread forward.
Without the visual impact, his perception became particularly clear, and the flame of the challenge in his chest burned more intensely.
As if by instinct, Feng Qi began to try the "Heart Eye Field", a fighting method once taught by Demon Sword.
This special fighting method comes from the fifth sword holder of the magic sword.
He is one of the strongest sword wielders in the eyes of Demon Sword.
The fifth sword holder has outstanding talent, but his eyes were eroded by toxins during a training to challenge himself to become a god, and he lost his vision.
This poison is so special that even the flesh and blood energy provided by the magic knife cannot heal it.
After being lucky enough to survive, the fifth knifeman gave up on himself for a period of time.
But in the end, he struggled through despair, accepted his current situation, and began combat training without vision.
During this period, the fifth sword holder understood a method of fighting through perception, and called it the "mind's eye field".
In the realm of the mind's eye, there will be no visual flaws, let alone visual blind spots.
Feng Qi began to use the mind's eye field through memory.
Under the perception of the mind's eye field, the formation under his feet became extremely clear. Not only could he see the movement trajectory of the formation, he could even see the formation eyes that were constantly moving and changing positions.
"The last energy is all for you!"
Amidst the roar of the magic knife, the remaining energy poured into Feng Qi's body.
His body swelled as if inflated, and the muscles on his body became as hard as rocks.
Roar!
Amid the roar, Feng Qi's deep pupils ignited with flames, and under the bright full moon, his scar-covered body was filled with visual shock.
At this time, a blurry blue figure appeared in Feng Qi's mind.
The silent sneak attack failed this time, and the ghost knife in Feng Qi's hand turned into a phantom and stabbed out.
The ferocious beast seemed to be very afraid of the ghost sword. It stayed a little in the air, dodged the ghost sword's attack, and then launched an attack from the side.
Feng Qi grinned after discovering the flaw.
The ghost sword took off his hand and changed direction in the air, but was held tightly by Feng Qi. Then it turned into a stream of light and stabbed the ferocious beast.
The beast dodged again.
But before it could hit the ground, the ready-to-go magic knife in Feng Qi's right hand suddenly expanded, like a pitch black mountain falling down.
Amid the screams, the ferocious beast was struck into the ground by the magic knife.
The formation shook and was on the verge of collapse.
Feeling the endless power in his body, Feng Qi looked up to the sky and roared, his long black hair dancing in the windless way.
Then he raised the magic knife and smashed it down again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground kept shaking and shaking, and the beast's body kept sinking.
Feng Qi's body was on the verge of collapse due to the excessive use of the magic knife, but he did not stop and continued to drive the magic knife one after another.
Click!
The right arm was fractured at this time, and the right hand holding the magic knife was trembling and it was difficult to hold the magic knife firmly.
But Feng Qi had a crazy look on his face.
As the magic knife shrunk, he dragged the magic knife towards the murderer who was always hiding behind the scenes, preparing to end the battle completely.
Arriving in front of the dying beast, Feng Qi's hollow eyes flashed with flames as he looked directly at the weak beast.
The ghost sword was slowly raised at this moment.
The gray flames surged and fell in the frightened gaze of the beast.
When the ghost knife pierced the beast's chest, the beast's frightened expression instantly became confused.
This time the situation has changed, and the fantasy world has become Feng Qi's home field.
The world in front of the beast changed, the flying yellow paper turned into burning flames, and under its feet was the scorched earth with flowing magma.
There is no life here, not even death.
This is a world of mental chaos built by negative emotions.
Feng Qi's negative personality also entered the negative mental realm at this time.
Here, his body is burning with gray flames, exuding the aura of destruction, and behind him is the throne of destruction made of bones.
This time, Feng Qi is the god in charge of everything.
"Welcome to my hell!"
Amidst the hoarse and crazy laughter, the cycle of torture of the vicious beast began.
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