In the world of cultivating immortals, when those seeking immortality have reached a certain level of cultivation, even if the Yuan Shen or Nascent Soul is injured, they cannot leave the physical body immediately. They can also dissolve the physical body at the moment of death and transfer the physical skills to the Yuan Shen.
Re-enter the reincarnation.
In the next life, if you can embark on the path of cultivating immortality, fate will come together and you will have a better chance of awakening the wisdom of your previous life and gaining experience and insights from past life cultivation, thus making the path of cultivating immortality smoother.
If the Nascent Soul ignites spontaneously, there is still a glimmer of the Soul that can enter reincarnation.
When the Nascent Soul self-destructs, the last glimmer of hope no longer exists. Therefore, the power generated at the moment of self-destruction cannot be underestimated by anyone.
Even though Liu Hua's swordsmanship was astonishing, the reaction he could do at that moment was very limited.
Explosive energy comes and goes quickly.
After a blink of an eye, Donghai Boxing King's physical body disappeared from the ground, his body and soul completely destroyed.
On the other hand, Liu Hua, the Sword Master of the East China Sea, suffered countless scars on his body under the impact of this explosive force.
Blood was flowing gurglingly, making him look very embarrassed.
The violent fluctuations in the aura around his body also meant that his injuries were far more than that.
"Senior, how are you... how are you?"
Lin Hezhou was leaning back, still a certain distance from Liu Hua, and was less affected by the impact of the explosion.
But he was already injured, and injuries were added to his injuries, and the situation was not optimistic.
Despite this, after reacting, he immediately cast a concerned look at Liu Hua and started asking questions.
Before Liu Hua could say anything, he couldn't help but grunted, and a mouthful of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, a strong wind blew up in the forest, causing the branches and leaves of countless trees to sway violently and making rustling sounds.
Immediately afterwards, billowing demonic energy surged out from the forest.
"How is it? Haha, today the senior you mentioned has reached the end of his lifespan and must die!"
"Of course, if you are willing to beg me for mercy
, choose to join the demon clan and become a member of the demon clan. It is not impossible for me to spare your lives!"
From the depths of the demonic energy, a roaring voice came out.
In an instant, the thick magical mist engulfed Liu Hua and Lin Hezhou.
"No, it's evil energy. A demon appears! Senior Liu, be careful."
Feeling the demonic energy surrounding his body, Lin Hezhou's pupils narrowed slightly and he quickly exclaimed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw wisps of demonic energy surrounding the two of them, as if they wanted to invade their bodies while they were seriously injured.
However, even though they were injured, the two reacted quickly.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated their energy, keeping their minds tight for the first time, without any influence from external evil.
"Tsk tsk, the reaction is fast enough!"
"It seems that you two are not interested in my invitation."
"In this case, I can only kill you and give you two a ride."
The demonic energy stretched out, and the arrogant voice sounded again.
This time, a thin figure surrounded by demonic energy walked out.
"Huh? Is it you?! That guy behind the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace in the quicksand earlier? How could it be that, just how long has passed, your cultivation level has actually risen to this level?"
"The Holy Son of Tiandao Palace endorsed you that day because of the reputation of Tiandao Palace. Do you know that your actions today will definitely damage the life of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace, and may even fall into a situation that is beyond redemption?"
Lin Hezhou's pupils shrank, and two shocked looks flashed across his eyes.
Immediately after reacting, he ignored the surprise at the other party's sudden increase in cultivation level, and immediately continued to speak, speaking quickly.
The cultivation level of the person in front of me is extremely strong
Zeng is no longer inferior to the Taoist Xueyun whom he met in the quicksand that day.
But that day in the quicksand, affected by the swallowing power of the quicksand, Taoist Xueyun was restricted everywhere, and the strength he could exert was limited.
Although everyone was also affected, in this way, the gap in strength between the two sides was actually reduced.
Because of this, they were given many opportunities to try.
But now, the place where everyone is is not a dangerous place. Here, the cultivation strength of the people in front of you will not be restricted in any way.
Not to mention, at the moment when the King of Fighters of the East China Sea died, the force generated by his self-destruction had already severely injured the two of them.
"Endorsement by the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace? No one can predict the behavior of the demon clan. The reputation of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace has nothing to do with me."
In the midst of the dense demonic aura, the pseudo-Su Twelve Demonic Cultivator raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said disdainfully.
As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the Sword Master of the East China Sea. The demonic energy in his palms quickly condensed, and murderous intent quickly rose in his eyes.
"It's over. After today, the name of the Sword Master of the East China Sea will no longer exist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic energy reached its limit and condensed into a black sword light, which came out of his hand and pierced Liu Hua's heart.
The sword was fast and fierce. The moment the sword came out, a violent wind suddenly rose in the field.
Before the sword light fell, Liu Hua had countless eye-catching sword marks on his body.
Zixia Jingtao hovered in front of him, instinctively releasing his sword energy, trying to block the incoming demonic sword light.
However, Liu Hua was seriously injured. Even if he tried his best to suppress the injuries in his body, it would be difficult for him to be able to fight again in a short period of time.
Without the blessing of Liu Hua's power, the power that Zixia Jingtao can exert is really limited.
The light of Zixia appeared, but under the impact of the demonic energy, the light became dim on the spot, and the flying sword itself was knocked away.
Demonic Sword
Without losing any momentum, Guang continued to attack Liu Hua, the Sword Saint of the East China Sea, and fled with his life.
"Unexpectedly, the Donghai Boxing King died under your sword just now, and in less than half a cup of tea, you will die under my sword."
"Those who kill will always be killed! Don't blame me for being ruthless on the road to hell."
Liu Hua's life hangs by a thread, and the smile on the face of the pseudo-Su Twelve Demonic Cultivator becomes even brighter.
At this time, Liu Hua didn't even have the strength to make a single move. With this sword, there would be no other consequences except death.
But at this critical moment, two loud shouts suddenly came from outside the venue.
"stop!"
"The bold devil cultivator dares to show his face openly in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation!"
The sound rang out, and two sword lights pierced the sky at the same time, tearing apart the demonic energy that shrouded the mountain forest. He rushed to Liu Hua in the blink of an eye, facing the sword light where the demonic energy was condensed.
"Qiang!"
The crisp sound of the sword caused sparks to fly.
Two attacks came and exploded in the air. Together, they blocked the attack of the Demonic Sword Light.
"Who is it? How dare you ruin my good deeds!"
The face of the pseudo-Su Twelve Demonic Cultivator darkened, and he did not continue to attack, but immediately looked towards the direction of the attack with an unkind look.
In his line of sight, he saw two figures walking side by side, arriving in the air, flying to the field in a blink of an eye, and landing right in front of Liu Hua.
The visitors were none other than Xiao Yue and Han Yu, now high disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
When they left from the quicksand that day, the two of them were one step slower than Liu Hua and Lin Hezhou, coupled with the influence of the endless strong wind in the quicksand.
Putting it all together, it took a full cup of tea.
However, the two sides continued non-stop, and the paths and directions they traveled were basically the same.
There was a lot of movement here, and the moment he saw clearly what was going on, he naturally showed up to help without hesitation.