The ground formation of the Sancai Sword Formation condensed a new natal sword soul. The sword soul is as brilliant as a star, penetrates the void and falls on the sword dojo field of Zhanlong Mountain. Gu Yusheng's second natal sword is being nurtured.
With the void vortex that appeared above the Demon Heart Hall, countless drifting ghosts were liberated and turned into thousands of soul stars to dissipate between the world. Perhaps they could enter the cycle of reincarnation, or perhaps they would drift in the alien spirit world.
Buzz!
The sect soul order on Gu Yusheng's waist collected the dissipated soul star spirits into an extremely mysterious rune.
As time goes by, the bloody sky gradually becomes brighter.
The seven soul stars are pointed into the acupoints in the body.
The dantian and meridians can accommodate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth several times more than before.
顾余生以灵气不断的去滋养本命瓶中的第二把剑,那一把剑魂之影越来越凝实.
Boom!
It was at this moment.
原本晴朗的天空,那虚空漩涡深处莫名的电闪雷鸣,雷霆之威在顾余生头顶酝酿,也逐渐净化这方邪恶的世界.
Gu Yusheng looked at the void with his soul body.
果然,那一只神奇的眼睛再次浮现,让他心神震动.
不过,这一次,那一只眼睛在四处逡巡,却被一层无形的结界遮挡,无法看到顾余生的本体所在.
The thunder waterfalls between heaven and earth are becoming more and more prosperous, and the terrifying divine thunder condenses like pearls.
Gu Yusheng's mind moved and sacrificed his spiritual gourd.
The upper world thunder power, which has nowhere to vent, infuses endless thunder power into the spirit gourd, not only expanding the space in the spirit gourd dozens of times again, but after absorbing enough thunder power, the spirit gourd on the surface of the gourd
The jade bones produce purple membranes, and the blood and energy are also enhanced again.
Gu Yusheng took the opportunity to put the hatched golden beetle under the power of thunder. The golden beetle spit out the drop of ancient demon blood. The hostility and evil aura in the essence of the demon blood were purified by the purest power of thunder in the world.
A drop of demon blood is like a vast ocean.
He was taken in the lake opened by the spirit gourd.
Since learning that the Holy Academy can also practice demon clan skills, Gu Yusheng has also been a little moved.
After all, for human monks, although they can take the physical cultivation route to strengthen their bodies several times or even dozens of times, the process of strengthening is too painful and long, and the lifespan of practitioners is far inferior to that of demon clans.
Practitioner.
If you want to take a shortcut and use powerful demon blood to temper your body, it is the dream of countless human practitioners.
Gu Yusheng is naturally no exception.
certainly.
Gu Yusheng was not in a hurry to do this, but used this thunder to completely integrate the Tiangang Thunder Technique with the Dragon Sword.
I don’t know if it is because the Dragon Slaying Sword was forged by the origin of Taozhi in the early stage. The powerful wooden sword attribute can absorb and tame the power of thunder in the world and store it in the sword body.
Although Gu Yusheng did not understand the art of forging swords, when the one-armed blacksmith Xiang Tiandao was re-forging the sword, he connected with the sword with his mind and had long been in harmony.
The dragon patterns and sword patterns on the Dragon Slaying Sword are the key to sealing the power of thunder.
Gu Yusheng used spiritual power to control the Dragon-Slaying Sword, turning it into a dragon sword, constantly spreading in the sky. With the help of the wrath of the upper realm, Gu Yusheng even realized and controlled the sword intent of the Human Emperor little by little.
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Three days later.
The void in the sky was closed, and the strange eye seemed to find the place where Gu Yusheng was hiding in the last moment. A ray of pupils was as dark as black flames, falling from the sky.
call!
In an instant.
The mountains around the Holy Land of the Demon Sect were all ignited by the black flame fire.
Gu Yusheng also opened his eyes at this time.
The Dragon-Slaying Sword roared and fell in front of Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and the silver light on the sword was leaping. The power of the thunder sword made the sword extremely sharp. When he looked at it, he could sting his eyes.
Walk out of the Demon Sect Bookstore.
The world in front of me has completely changed.
The piles of skeletons had long been dissipated by the thunder, the sky was clear, and the hanging sun was no longer bloody.
That huge magic city was washed by rain, revealing its former appearance and no longer desolate.
The ancient buildings and houses in front of you, as well as the scattered streets, show the prosperity of the past.
The hills outside the magic city.
Four figures came together, and they were Mo Linglang, Qu Lianghong, Su Shouzhuo and Han Wen.
When the four of them appeared on the suspension bridge in front of Gu Yusheng, their faces were full of confusion.
"Not right."
Su Shouzhuo looked around.
"This space seems to be the holy land of the Demon Sect. Thousands of years ago, the world's righteous sects suppressed the Demon Sect, and countless practitioners died in battle, causing the demon clan to invade the states in the world. Logically speaking, this place should be a blood evil spirit that surges into the sky and is dark."
Mo Ping's figure flashed, and he had already appeared in a corner. He picked up several storage bins that had not been completely eroded in his hands, and said with annoyance: "I'm late, I'm late."
As he said that, he looked at Gu Yusheng, his eyes red with envy.
"Gu Yusheng, tell me honestly, are you getting rich?"
Gu Yusheng nodded, raised his hand and pointed at the place where the dragon head was hanging, and said seriously: "Yes, there are treasures everywhere here. On the door ahead, there is a treasure of heaven and earth. Unfortunately, I didn't get it."
"You didn't say it earlier!"
Don’t lean on the railing for fear of Su Shouzhuo. Qu Lianghong and Han Wen took the lead, and their figures shook and fled to the opposite side of the bridge.
Su Shouzhuo shook his fan, his heart as bright as a mirror.
Qu Lianghong opened her eyes and looked expectant.
Han Wen should be more mature, straightened his body, picked up a piece of broken spiritual soldier black iron from the ground, and counted silently inside.
After counting breaths.
A dragon roar!
"Help, save me!"
Don’t go quickly by the railing, come faster, and fall on the ground like a wisp of wind, hiding behind Gu Yusheng, with a look of fear on his face.
"Head...the head."
"Brother Su, go and have a look?"
Korean is a little curious.
Su Shouzhuo nodded silently.
Qu Lianghong quickly crossed the bridge with a knife.
After a moment.
The roar of the dragon echoed for a long time.
All three of them returned in a mess, and their eyes were full of strangeness when they looked at Yu Sheng.
"Mr. Fifteen, what happened to you to the dragon head? Such a great resentment."