Jian Wuqi's spirit chopped off one after another, phantoms that resembled his own.
With each kill, his soul becomes stronger, but it only grows stronger, and the tired soul becomes more and more tired.
I don’t know how many phantoms the divine soul has killed, but the powerful divine soul doesn’t even have the soul strength to lift the sword.
Upon seeing this, the flaming red sword spirit wanted to release endless blazing flames and scorch the phantom, but surprisingly found that the flames had no effect on the phantom.
Jian Wuqi's powerless soul was unwilling to admit defeat at this time. Looking at the sparse shadow in the distance, he suddenly pushed up his body and walked towards the shadow.
The shadow here seems to have no thoughts, only the thought of fighting Jian Wuqi.
Even if what comes out is Jian Wuqi's soul, and Jian Wuqi's soul can use whatever moves he uses.
At this time, the soul of Jian Wuqi, who had no soul power in his body, shook his huge body, looked at the shadow in front of him, and suddenly pounced towards him.
The phantom was stunned, but he did not expect that Jian Wuqi's soul would actually use such a trick, which was completely beyond his knowledge.
Just when the shadow was stunned, Jian Wuqi's soul seemed to have discovered a new continent.
Suddenly, in that faint figure, the closed eyes seemed to be opening, and there was a faint divine light lingering in them. Suddenly, this divine soul actually bit into the silhouette.
There was a sound like a "boom", and the phantom was instantly bitten into a streak of blue smoke by Jian Wuqi's spirit.
But the shadows behind this shadow did not shrink back, but instead slowly surrounded them one after another.
After knowing it, a phantom disappeared into the void, and Jian Wuqi's exhausted spirit wandered, struggling to reach the sea of consciousness.
Just when this soul had just returned to the first level of the sea of consciousness, a thought suddenly rippled in the sea of consciousness.
This idea did not arise from Jian Wuqi's sea of consciousness, nor did it arise from Jian Wuqi's sea of mind.
But in that soul, a thought suddenly appeared, to never give up and to keep fighting.
When this idea arises, something seems to be responding to it in the twenty-fifth level of Shura Purgatory.
In the twenty-fifth level of void, streams of blue smoke were produced, swarming towards this consciousness.
This swarming green smoke actually seemed to condense into a transparent armor on top of Jian Wuqi's spirit.
When the armor was formed, Jian Wuqi's closed eyes suddenly shone with light.
"Battle the sky, the battlefield, defeat yourself." Suddenly the soul wearing soul armor let out a roar.
This roar sounded slightly in the twenty-fifth floor, and then the next second, the sound became strangely loud in the twenty-fifth floor. This loud shout seemed to penetrate through three layers of
Sixteen levels of purgatory, reaching up to Mount Sumeru in the thirty-second heaven.
In the void, the way of heaven seems to be everywhere, like a voice of approval. This soul of Jian Wuqi seems to have a strong fighting spirit just like Jian Wuqi himself.
This fighting spirit actually stirred Jian Wuqi's spiritual thoughts into the sky.
This spiritual thought soaring into the sky cut through the Eastern Galaxy in the fifth level of the Sea of Consciousness, and the Eastern Green Dragon Galaxy half lit up one after another.
I don't know how long it took, Jian Wuqi opened his eyes, looked at the twenty-fifth level of purgatory, and said calmly: "It's really interesting, this is the first time I fell in love with this Shura purgatory."
After Jian Wuqi finished speaking, he suddenly turned into a sword light and disappeared on the square platform where he was.
The twenty-sixth floor was desolate.
What seemed like endless years ago, the world was turbid, and there was not a single living thing in the world. Because even if there were, this world would wipe them out.
Including, Jian Wuqi standing quietly on the twenty-sixth floor square platform.
It seemed that this turbid world was warning Jian Wuqi that if he dared to come down, he would be killed without mercy.
Jian Wuqi looked at the turbid and gray world, suddenly let out a long sigh, and whispered: "It seems that if this level is not handled well, people will die."
But, what can be done?
Jian Wuqi's fighting spirit, as soon as he entered this gray world, suddenly felt an ancient, chilling aura.
For a moment, this newly condensed fighting spirit seemed like a leaf between heaven and earth, floating endlessly in this world.
The sky shows murderous intent, the stars move, the earth reveals murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the ground.
The endless and hasty power of the earth, which seems to be of unknown variety, seems to be crushing this fighting spirit into pieces.
Suddenly, Jian Wuqi's soul became smaller and smaller, thinner and thinner, as thin as a piece of paper.
If the endless power of the earth compresses the soul that seems to be both a phantom and a entity into a piece of paper, then this sky is ruthlessly obliterating the will of the fighting soul.
In the mind of the fighting soul that had just been filled with fighting spirit, the idea of "fighting the sky, the battlefield, defeating yourself," seemed to become extremely ridiculous and turned into nothingness.
Not only that, Jian Wuqi's fighting spirit seemed to be annihilated by the world, and he was in unbearable pain.
Even the physical body on the square platform was trembling endlessly due to the huge pressure.
For a moment, Jian Wuqi's fighting spirit seemed to be extinguished in the gray world, without a trace of sound.
At this last moment when the fighting spirit dissipated, Jian Wuqi unexpectedly remembered someone. This person was not Xin Xiaoqi or Sang Zhu, but Jian Ganyi.
Jian Ganyi sat on the high Jian Mountain and said to Jian Wuqi: "Jian'er, first there is chaos and then there is heaven. Do you know how this day came?"
How did heaven and earth come about?
Naturally, someone cut it out with an axe.
Although this man has great magical powers, doesn't he dare to think this way?
What is the battle between the sky and the battlefield? Isn’t it just killing the sky and the earth?
When Jian Wuqi's fighting spirit was about to disappear in this world, he suddenly shouted angrily: "Cut, chop, chop..."
"Boom boom boom."
Endless loud noises resounded in the twenty-sixth floor. Suddenly, Jian Wuqi's fighting spirit, which was about to dissipate, stood up from the world.
The next second, the fighting spirit sent out a brilliant sword energy, and actually cut open the whole world alive.
The world that was chopped open turned into streams of green smoke, pouring into Jian Wuqi's soul. Jian Wuqi's soul suddenly became solid again, and a pair of ears, noses and ears seemed to grow on those faces.
mouth.
The heaven and earth are opened, and all seven orifices of the fighting spirit are complete.
The fighting spirit with all its seven orifices returned to Jian Wuqi's body.
Immediately, Jian Wuqi became energetic, and the Qinglong Galaxy, which was not completely lit up, was then ignited one by one by the surging spiritual thoughts.
A moment later, behind Jian Wuqi, a shadow of the Azure Dragon Holy Beast slowly rose up. The pair of divine eyes with flowing divine light surveyed the entire twenty-sixth floor while tilting and shooting.
As soon as Pu entered the eighth level of deification, Jian Wuqi, he had no intention of rejoicing in this progress. Instead, he rushed to the twenty-seventh level impatiently.
Sure enough, the twenty-seventh floor was just as Jian Wuqi imagined.
The vast universe of galaxies is flowing.
Jian Wuqi also clearly discovered that the Sun Galaxy and the Taiyin Galaxy were in the sky farther away from the Four Sacred Beasts Galaxy.
Just as Jian Wuqi was carefully observing the stars, the universe suddenly transformed into worlds.
There is a Buddhist saying that a thousand small worlds are called the middle world, and a thousand middle worlds are called the big world.
And here, it is obviously the thirty-six days owned by Tao Sect.
The five levels in the thirty-six heavens are extremely huge, and among the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth levels, each level has eight big worlds. In each big world, there seems to be a thousand worlds, and a thousand worlds.
Within it, there are these thousand little worlds.
The place of chaos is a big world in the sixth heaven. Under this big world, there are a thousand worlds...
Jian Wuqi looked at all this with great interest. Suddenly, all the creatures in the thirty-six big worlds, thirty-two thousand middle worlds, and thirty-two million small worlds among the nine heavens were
They all looked at Jian Wuqi.
These creatures, gods, and even the world all shouted at Jian Wuqi: "Come and fight!"
Just this roar made Jian Wuqi's already much larger fighting spirit tremble in the first layer of consciousness sea.
"Fight, fight, fight..."
The endless roar never stops.
Jian Wuqi looked at the trembling fighting spirit and let out a long sigh. The thoughts in his heart seemed to have a faint power supporting the fighting spirit. The fighting spirit seemed to have no choice but to appear outside Jian Wuqi's body.
Jian Wuqi's fighting spirit observed for a long time in the void, and suddenly discovered that in a small world, the highest level of cultivation was only the monk world at the peak of foundation building, but he actually dared to curse at him?
Suddenly, the fighting spirit, which was originally too frightened to come out, shouted angrily at the small world: "Behead!"