But they said that the monks here had agreed to inspect the temples and Taoist temples all over the world, but they did not rush to announce it to the public. After all, the matter was far-reaching, and acting rashly might lead to changes. So when they swore an oath, they would never do it without the edict of the Divine Sword. What was discussed today was leaked.
Tang Xuejian sent a talisman edict and brocade letter back to the Divine Sword Sect and waited for a reply.
Jingtian originally wanted to go and listen to the meeting again, but was stopped by the Qi practitioner from Kunlun, "Master Jing, please stay."
"Disciple Jingtian, you are polite. I wonder what Master Yuheng has to say?"
"I know a little bit about the art of looking at Qi, and I saw my nephew's Qi vitality, which seemed to be vivid. I have the guts to ask, has my nephew understood the way of wielding a sword with God?"
"Undeserving of such praise from my master, my disciple has recently come to realize that he has indeed mastered the sword's will."
"You are really a young hero. I have wasted all my efforts in vain. I still only know how to use the air sword."
"The disciples are frightened. Patriarch Murong has a saying that he uses Qi to control the sword. His intention is very high. The only way to penetrate it is to penetrate it. At the bottom, the gold cracks the stone, and at the top, the clouds are empty. There is no distinction between superior and inferior in the three realms of swordsmanship, so why should I, uncle? Self-effacing.”
Monk Kunlun smiled casually and said, "You are really good at saying sweet things." He asked Jingtian to accompany him for a tour in the city. Jingtian prided himself on being a host, and he really took this talkative uncle to play in Yuzhou. After a visit, I tasted the local snacks and saw the customs of the world, and got the comment that "there is a real taste in the customs".
Later that day, he went to the school to pick up three younger children after class. The three little ones from the Li family were in the limelight and got into trouble today. They boasted about Uncle Jing's magical swordsmanship and made other kids angry. The child had no intention of studying, which made the teacher of the book school very angry. Jingtian and Jingtian were already rare monks in the world. When they came to the book school to pick up students, they could only listen to the old teacher's teachings first.
The old teaching man nagged for a long time, and then he let the three Li brothers go. The three monkeys pretended to be amnesty, and as soon as they left the house, they clamored for Jingtian to perform his "Poetry Sword Technique".
The hermit monk from Kunlun raised his eyebrows when he heard this and couldn't help but ask, "Master Nephew, is it the Great Sutra of Poems and Swords that you are teaching?"
"Disciple, I am ashamed that my magical power has been covered in dust."
"You really envy others!" The master uncle from Kunlun sighed and shook his head, "This sutra was created by the Yun Sect himself. Only three or four people have ever passed it on. Tell me, do you understand the meaning of the Sun Sword?"
"No, no, no, uncle, you think too highly of your disciple!" Jingtian was so anxious that he was sweating profusely when he heard this. He also felt a little sorry for himself. He always felt that he was not worthy of the Sun Sword Intent, and he secretly yearned for it. If If he can understand the meaning of the Sun Sword, he should have a place in the world, and he is definitely not the only one who acts like he is doing now.
So after returning to the inn, Yu Hengzi asked Jingtian Xiao to show off his skills.
Jing Da Sword Immortal was pacing in the courtyard, his eyes closed as he contemplated, and his look was really intimidating, which made the Kunlun cultivator look nervous.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately pulled away.
"Goose, goose, goose, its bow is singing to the sky, its white feathers are floating on the green water, its bow is singing to the sky."
Sedum pointed to the ground, and a pond turned into a pond. In the pond, the big goose was paddling freely. It looked cute with its white feathers and fat body.
This performance was a bit funny, because Jingtian couldn't think of any better words for a while. This is how the Splendid Sword Intent is. If the spirit is insufficient, the sword energy will be erroneous. The uncle from Kunlun was silent for a while; Sedum laughed, looking calm as a worldly expert. Sedum himself felt embarrassed. The three children only found it interesting and used sticks to chase the big goose. Instead, they were driven away like dogs and cats. With a few words of scolding, he dispersed the sword intent, and the white goose chasing the child's butt and pecking it disappeared. The three brothers of the Li family stood aside dejectedly.
"Master Jing's nephew..."
"Hey, uncle, what would you like to eat? The chef at Xiaoyao Inn is the best in Yuzhou!"
"Master nephew, your swordsmanship is very good." Yu Hengzi said cautiously.
"Uncle, please don't be joking. This disciple's sword intention is really not up to par. It's really shameful to say that it's the sword intention. It's better to say it's a trick of sword energy transforming into shape."
"The so-called technique of transforming sword energy into form in your mouth is enough for many mediocre people to pursue their lives! The art of swordsmanship is broad and profound, with the sound of sword energy thundering, refining swords into silk, sword energy turning into rainbows, sword lights dividing, and so on.
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"Just talking about the thunder and sound of sword energy, although it is nothing more than driving a sword to shuttle, a three-year-old child can do it now. However, if you want to chase clouds and lightning, the sword energy shakes the sky to make thunder, which requires pure spiritual thoughts and true energy.
The round feet are not trivial. They are even more powerful.
When a person casts a spell with the sound of thunder, the sword will fly across the sky for thousands of miles in an instant. Wherever the lingering sound passes, five thunders will turn the mountains into ashes, and even the East China Sea will be boiled dry. This method has transformed from magic to Taoism.
Zhongsamadhi is really worth playing.
"The transformation of the sword energy into form is originally an excellent swordsmanship, and its subtleties can be said to be infinite. It is comparable to the creation of the Three Emperors back then. The transformed sword energy is lively and clever, just like an ordinary living creature. It can even speak human words and absorb the energy to practice. A line.
How many heroes across the country can achieve the art of transforming sword energy into form?
This is the state where the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit have been refined to a perfect harmony, the sword energy moves according to the heart, and the Yuan Ling has its own state. This is the vastness of the human world. There are countless swordsmen in the world, and they can also be called masters."
The hermit monk from Kunlun talked eloquently, which changed Jingtian's previous impression that he was not good at talking.
"Uncle Master, I don't know. With my stupid talent, I naturally haven't mastered the ability to transform sword energy into shape. All the previous achievements that relied on sword energy were nothing more than parrot imitation skills. What's more, my sword energy requires me to open my mouth and chant.
Poetry, you can only express your feelings when your breasts are full of poetry. Such constraints are really embarrassing and useless."
Monk Kunlun's expression was complicated, "There is an old saying that you don't know your blessings when you are in the midst of blessings. This is true. How can the sword's will be comparable to that of swordsmanship? Nephew Jing, your sword's will must require you to recite poetry in order to operate.
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"You can also recite it silently in your heart." Jingtian felt quite ashamed, "Uncle, my disciple is stupid and doesn't know how to use the sword. Please give me some advice." After saying that, he raised his body and bowed.
"There is no need to be so polite. You and I are cultivators. We have learned the Tao first and foremost. Master Jing's nephew can do this at such a young age, which makes me, an old man, shameless in claiming to be a teacher."
The two of them found an empty place in the small courtyard, sat across from each other, drank wine, and talked about mysteries.
Yu Hengzi made a sword by pointing it out in the court, and suddenly there was a sword wind circling, and it landed on the ground and turned into a white tiger, running and writhing, leaping and rolling, completely alive, and roaring with its mouth open like thunder, compared to the white goose of Sedum.
, such an aura was completely different. The people staying overnight in the inn opened their windows to observe the movement, and for a while they clicked their tongues.
The white tiger with sword energy looked at it with green eyes, and suddenly rushed towards the Li brothers, frightening the three little children to scream. Yu Hengzi screamed, but he saw that this sword energy was really sad.
He fell back and lay down with his head in his arms. If his whole body had not been completely illuminated and there was no smell of fishy beasts, he would have been no different from a living thing. Sedum was also filled with admiration when he saw this.
"Master Jing's nephew, this is the transformation of sword energy. It took a poor Taoist to practice hard for hundreds of years to master it. For you, it is just the beginning of the sword. You must know that this sword energy transformation has thirty-six levels, but in the final analysis it is nothing more than the sword energy transformation."
Two words."
"Uncle, please clarify my doubts, but which two words are they?"
"True illusion." Yu Hengzi stretched out a finger, "Reality is yang, illusion is yin, and yin and yang are combined to form the original spirit. Our monks breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and combine it with human medicine to obtain magic power, and magic power is the object.
, the form and quality are real and not imaginary. If you want yin and yang to complement each other, you still need one thing to complement each other. Tell me, how can you turn reality into illusion and turn yang into yin?"
"Disciple doesn't know."
The corner of Yu Hengzi's mouth twitched, "The Divine Sword sect is really unique. It has good methods for teaching and teaching. I think my nephew's practice is purely based on self-enlightenment. This is... quite talented."
"Well, when I think about it carefully, I seem to have listened to the teachings of my senior brother. He said that the only thing that can reverse yin and yang is the mind. It is probably the wonder of spiritual thought that turns reality into emptiness."
"Yes, the so-called transformation of sword energy is most inseparable from a charm. Without this intention, all transformations will not be possible. If you have never seen a white goose, how can you manifest it? Drawing a cat or a tiger will only make you smile.
Sorry, people's hearts are different, and for different people, what they think, what they see and hear are also different. It's like a blind man touching an elephant.
Those with elephant legs are called pillars, and those with elephant ears are called fans. Even if it is a plant or a tree, it is difficult to see the whole picture. A gentleman can get his muscles and bones, and a villain can get his hair and skin. However, the two control the energy and form, and others can't see it.
Everyone knows what kind of thing they are. Therefore, except for the fact that the will of the sun can create all living beings, all others seek its will and forget its form. This is the most wonderful meaning of sword energy transforming into form."
Jingtian thought about these words carefully, and for a moment he had some enlightenment. All kinds of mysteries suddenly became clear. He bowed again and asked Yu Hengzi again, "I dare to ask my uncle, I still don't understand. God."
If the thoughts are not empty, how can we refine reality into illusion? Moreover, even if the charm is used to feed the magic power, the transformed object is just the body of the mind. If the spirit thoughts do not exist, they will be confused and dispersed into the heaven and earth. How can the soul be generated on its own?
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"My nephew, you need to know that there is no real relationship between reality and reality. All things in the world come and go. They are born yesterday and die tomorrow. Their existence is also fleeting. How can we living beings know that it is true? It is nothing more than a change of mind and spirit. Seeing that it is not dead
, that is, life, and seeing that it is not life, is death. With a change of mind, you escape from the cage in an instant, and plunge into the vastness, without birth or death, neither false nor empty, neither this shore nor the other shore, what is that?"
Jingtian heard the words and thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh, "The spiritual thoughts are not empty, and the reality and reality are all contained in it. The Yuanling is not dead. The sword energy in its form is consistent with the charm. It is not confused with my heart. It is free and easy. I know
It is immortal, so it can live and die on its own.”
At this time, he had a vague glimpse of the door. If he could study it diligently, he might be able to understand the art of transforming sword energy into form, and no longer need to rely on the sword's will to perform actions.
"That's right, Master Jing's nephew, since you know the changes between reality and reality, you should not be limited to objects. Your sword intention is infinitely mysterious, and it can't just be used to transform into forms. Today you can break free from the rut, and tomorrow you can illuminate the mountains and rivers."
"The road has no limit. If you want to gain something, I'm afraid it will take you a lifetime to get it all." Jingtian nodded in agreement, then stood up and bowed again, "Thank you, uncle, for the advice. Disciple Jingtian Minggan."
Yu Hengzi smiled and nodded, "I am also someone who picks up people's wisdom, nephew, you have to remember, don't worry about having no friends in the future." After saying that, he said goodbye and flew away on a tiger.
When Tang Xuejian came back, she saw Jingtian wandering in the courtyard, looking thoughtful, so she asked, "Did you find money?"
"Ah? No."
"Then you are smiling so happily?" the girl from the Tang family asked with a smile.
So Jingtian told the master uncle from Kunlun about the sword management tools that he had discussed today. Tang Xue saw that she also had a great understanding. She then thought about it and wondered, "This master Yu Hengzi is very high-minded, why does he
But you have never understood the meaning of the sword?"
"I think it's easier said than done." Jingtian felt very sorry.
Tang Xuejian looked him up and down with a scrutinizing look, "I think it's just that my uncle is unlucky. Unlike someone who idles around all day long, his swordsmanship can advance rapidly."
"Don't make fun of me." Jingtian patted his chest, "I, Uncle Jing, am also an outstanding disciple of the mighty Divine Sword Sect. When it comes to talent, it is rare in the sky and unparalleled on earth."
Seeing that he had the strength to make wisecracks, the girl from the Tang family couldn't help but feel a little relieved. She changed the topic and talked about the sect's affairs. Previously, she had sent letters with flying swords to reply, and all the disciples outside the sect learned about the world's temples through letters from the sect.
They started to investigate the trouble one after another, which immediately provoked disaster, such as
Nowadays, there is chaos in southern Xinjiang, the Lianghe area, and the west of the Western Region. Believers gather in groups to cause trouble. The monks and Taoists want to seal the territory and tear up the land. The conflict between the righteous and the evil cultivators is constant. The casualties are shocking. Fortunately, in the end, the evil will not suppress the good.
When a fire breaks out, help comes from all directions, and ordinary and divine disasters often end within ten days.
Although the situation is under control, you still need to be cautious when dealing with the right way. The more faith prevails in a certain place, the more likely it is that the roots of trouble will be uncovered. Since ancient times, the common people have believed in ghosts and gods, and there are countless shrines and jungles. The people of this place are not just ignorant, so they must be careful.
Upon inspection, most of the righteous sects are integrated with teachings and teachings, which seems to be a big problem.
"The calamity is serious, and you and I need to deal with it more carefully. There are more than ten seniors of our sect in the Bashu area. They are responsible for inspecting the temples to ensure that there is no danger. Just now, senior brother sent a message, asking us to go to Shu Mountain.
Guard Pangu's heart and monitor the roots of the sacred tree. If there is an enemy coming from the heavens, you should do your best to stop it."
Jingtian couldn't help but frown, "Why is this?" He wanted to do something great so that he could be qualified to go to Qingluan Peak. Could the sect's arrangement be to transfer him to a casual position? How could he get ahead?
"Did you know that those worshiping in those temples are all gods from the heavens?" Tang Xue was shocked when she saw this, "Since Patriarch Yun Jiedi Tiantong, the human world is still disconnected from the heavens for four hundred years. The evil method of conferring gods may be the divine world.
Pass it down and use it to ruin our family's plans."
Jingtian also looked solemn, "In this case, once we inspect Taoist and Buddhist temples all over the world, I'm afraid there will be movement in the divine world."
"That's it. Senior brother also knows your thoughts. The world has become a state of surveillance in Yuzhou City. No matter how much we stay, it will be a waste of time. It is better to say goodbye to the folks and go to Shushan. If we can capture the gods,
It is a great achievement to defeat the enemy. It is said that there have been many sword immortals in Shu Mountain since ancient times, and the Immortal Sword Sect is also famous. I have heard about it for a long time, but I don’t know how the sword in my hand is better." Tang Xue saw that his words were so heroic that he actually had the ambition to fight swords in Bashu.
After hearing the news of the farewell of the disciples of Shenjian Sect, the people of Yuzhou went out of the city to see each other off one after another on the next day. Jingtian and Jingtian were grateful for their kindness and flew away without stopping.
During their trip this time, Tang Xue saw a few more disciples accompanying her. Jingtian did not ask the three brothers of the Li family to follow him. He only made an agreement with Li Lan that when the three brothers reached adulthood, he would take them over to discipline them. When they were leaving, the three brothers
We were so reluctant to part with each other, and we agreed to see each other often and not to break our trust.
The group rushed to Shushan, first visited the Immortal Sword Sect and settled the disciples here, and then went to the Heart of Pangu to meet the former disciples stationed at the Divine Sword Sect.
The Divine Sword Sect wants to free the human world from reincarnation, and the most important links are Shushan and Kunlun. The former is where Pangu's heart is, and the latter is bound by the Jiuquan spiritual veins. Without one, the human world will be in chaos.
It is said that Pangu's heart is the link between heaven and earth, the center of the earth. Seventy years ago, Chu Hanjing and his sect disciples came here to set up an array to try to separate the roots of the sacred tree, gather Pangu's soul, and separate the human and divine worlds.
, as long as the five spirit beads are collected, the grand formation can be launched. However, the five spirit beads are treasures of calamity. Looking for
It is often difficult to appear in the world, and they can only gather together when the world is in chaos. Therefore, the great formation of the two empty realms in Pangu's heart has never been activated. Until now, the Divine Sword Sect has gathered earth, fire, wind,
Among the four spirit beads of thunder, only the water spirit bead has not been found for a long time. However, this thing is in the hands of Zixuan, a descendant of Nuwa.
Pangu's heart has its own boundary, which is hidden deep in Shushan. It has never been explored by non-powerful people. Deep in the earth's veins, there are great void moving formations built by predecessors. Whenever the earth's energy is active, the formation can be spread to Pangu's heart.
Inside the heart, the Divine Sword Gate opens another passage, and sets up a sacrificial and legal platform in the void outside the heart to facilitate entry and exit.
When Jingtian arrived here for the first time, he stood on the floating Dharma platform and leaned on the railing to look into the distance. He saw a huge heart in the void there, motionless, as big as a mountain. There was a fierce blood light radiating from it in all directions, nourishing the earth's veins.
He could only feel that the people around him had the aura of ancient wildness and wisdom. Thinking of the immeasurable kindness of the Great God in creating the world, he couldn't help but admire him very much.
He couldn't help but recite a poem.
In the early days, Pangu created the universe, and the ghost power and divine tendons formed the Hunyuan.
Although there is no center of the wonderful fruit, the mortal body has been shed and only traces remain.
Nuwa stone belts make up the color of the sky, and Poli rocks have traces of flying tin.
I want to be the same spirit as Nan'an Baiyi Lao, Sanshengyuan.
This poem was written by Zeng Feng, a swordsman from Le'an. This gentleman was very talented and practiced swordsmanship all the time, so he was quite famous. Jingtian still had some ink in his stomach. Since he learned the Classic of Poetry and Sword, he has also been interested in reciting poems.
, as time went by, I unconsciously memorized many chapters.
As he was reciting, the poetic sentiment was brimming in his heart, and the sword energy lingered in his heart, but he could not express it. However, because the things mentioned in the poem were so huge, it was difficult to capture its charm. This situation had never happened before.
Normally, he would recite poems and write poems, and his words would have something to say, such as "Ode to the Goose" and "Ode to the Willow". He would have something in mind, and his sword would channel his spirit, which would naturally turn his true energy into a white goose and a green willow. But when
What he said was vague, like describing a scene or clarifying his aspirations. Because there was no inspiration or resonance, his sword intention was naturally silent.
He was standing in the heart of Pangu at this time, and the world and the earth felt the same poetic sentiment. His sword intention trembled and the sea of Qi in his body rippled, as if a dragon and tiger were tumbling, but the spiritual platform was too small to be able to send down a charm to harmonize it.
Water and fire create Yuanling. People climb over walls in a hurry, and swords run wildly through the meridians when they are anxious. Sedum was originally injured, and this is almost a problem.
Due to the old illness, this sword energy interacted with the ancient spiritual intelligence in Pangu's heart, and was extremely lively. He could not control it with his meager skills. Not only was his spiritual mind unable to pull it, but the magic energy in Tanzhong stirred it up, like an army following its leader.
, he couldn't bear it, but he didn't dare to release it directly, otherwise it would cause the sea of qi to flow wildly, and he might lose his cultivation.
Tang Xuejian clicked her tongue next to him and looked at the scenery for a while, then turned around and saw Jingtian's face suddenly red and white, with blood boiling. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "What kind of monster have you done again? How about reciting a poem?"
Are you suffering from a serious illness?"
Sedum could not speak or move, but looked ugly. After holding on for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and coughed out a cloud of gas. In an instant, his face was like gold paper, and he fell straight down.
In the distance, Pangu's heart suddenly made the sound of beating drums. The loud sound was so vast that it shook the six realms and eight wastelands. When the gods, demons, demons, humans, ghosts and beasts heard the sound, they all shed inexplicable tears.
Sedum's pure Qi suddenly escaped into Pangu's heart. Due to the lack of charm, this Qi should have dispersed the heaven and earth, but unexpectedly triggered Pangu's Yuanling, and now it has undergone drastic changes.
The monks of the Divine Sword Sect here were practicing with peace of mind, but when they heard the sound, they hurriedly went out to explore. With tears in their eyes, they looked up and saw a huge man leaping out of Pangu's heart, dancing naked and making a roaring sound.
The members of the Divine Sword Sect said in shock: "How did Pangu Yuanling come into being before the five spirits gathered together and the magic circle was raised? Who did this?"
Tang Xuejian supported Jingtian, who was in danger and was on the verge of death, and flew over, "Seniors, please save his life quickly, Jingtian is going to die!"
"The meridians are severed, the true energy is gone, the soul is confused, the five spirits are running rampant, the camp guards are scattered, and the blood energy is depleted... What trouble did this kid get into?!" All the Divine Sword disciples were also in a state of panic.
Tang Xuejian explained what they had just seen, and they immediately understood why Pangu's heart had changed. However, they were also tired of Jingtian's unlucky fate. Why was he reading a poem for such a good time? It would not be a big disaster.
What!
"At this point, there is no other way. Let's do something to stabilize Junior Brother Jing's life first. Pangu Yuanling is acting strangely. Go and report it to the leader quickly, and ask the contemporary Qin Xin to tame Pangu's spirit."
They were busy and unhurried, arranging every matter. At this moment, Pangu's heart changed again. These divine objects were nourished by Jingtian's magic energy. Although it was a drop in the bucket, it had a miraculous effect.
The spirit of Pangu returned from the ages and manifested into a giant. The description is vague, but he can only feel that he is huge.
It is boundless, but it is so small that it has no outside or inside. It is so weird that it is difficult for others to see the whole picture. At a glance, it seems that Pangu can be seen clearly and clearly. It seems to be only a square inch in size.
In his eyes, there were six realms of scenery in Pangu's body, including everything in the universe, but he couldn't distinguish them clearly.
Pangu's spirit roared three times, curled up into a fetus, fell into Pangu's heart and disappeared. Pangu's heart seemed to come alive, bright red, lively, and beating.
Suddenly, the sound of breathing came from the void, and it came back and forth like a tidal wave, as if there was a big whale sleeping soundly in the chaos. Everyone who heard the sound fell asleep on the spiritual platform, their limbs sank, their eyes trembled, and they were so sleepy that they were about to collapse.
The essence of the whole body has the misfortune of being dispersed and separated from the body.
"Something bad happened! Pangu returned to chaos. This is another act of opening up the heavens!"
The disciples of the Divine Sword hurriedly tried to save themselves, and were about to lead everyone away, but they heard the sound of collapse. The heart tubes and roots of the sacred tree on the Heart of Pangu couldn't bear the beating of the heart, and suddenly broke into pieces.
Damage to the root system of the sacred tree is no small matter, as the heavens will inevitably descend upon the enemy, and the rupture of the heart tube will lead to the blockage of the earth's veins. The celestial phenomena in Shushan Mountain will suddenly change, and the huge human world will also be affected.
Sure enough, as soon as the roots of the sacred tree were broken, a little fairy light burst out in the void, turning into a golden bridge. Three heavenly generals and thirty heavenly soldiers came to protect the law. The first general scolded the disciples of the divine sword as sinners and threatened to destroy them.
Clear it to the human world, absolutely
Without mercy, he immediately attacked them without explanation. A long-robed scholar walked out from among the disciples of the Divine Sword, raised his head and shouted, a pair of white dragons jumped out of his sleeves, the sword light split into billions, and the water was like stars falling on a flat lake, and shot towards the sky to attack the sky.
will flow away.
The divine power of the protector in the divine realm is tyrannical, and the members of the Divine Sword sect are superb in swordsmanship. Outside Pangu's Heart, you and I are fighting endlessly, and for a while no one can do anything to each other.
Seeing that Tang Xue had entrusted Jingtian to several senior brothers, she immediately turned around and drew her sword to face the enemy. Her temperament was as fierce as fire, and the Imperial Envoy's "Blazing Sun Sword Art" complemented each other perfectly. She raised the Rainbow Shadow Sword, and her body and the sword merged.
A ray of red red light shot up from the ground, and she rushed into the enemy's formation. If she was not careful and her magic power was not enough, she would be counterattacked by thunder, and her life would be in danger. Fortunately, she has always practiced judgment.
Shen is comprehensive and proficient in everything. When wielding the sword, he advances and retreats in a measured manner, just like a general. For a time, the power of the Divine Sword Sect was greatly increased. The pressure of another senior from the same sect was slightly reduced, and he made a decisive decision to stimulate his inner energy.
Pushed to the extreme, the color of gold and jade appeared on the face, and the chant in the mouth was like a lion's roar, and the sword light all over the sky suddenly converged into forty-eight star pills of different colors. The light was so bright that it made people's eyes hurt when they looked at it.
The expressions of the heavenly guardians changed suddenly. One turned yellow, one turned red, and another turned blue. He was shocked, angry, and frightened. The one in front shouted, "How brave!" He opened a colorful embroidered umbrella and turned into a flower.
The canopy surrounded all the soldiers. One of the two generals on the side raised a magic gong and the other raised a fairy drum. When the drums and gongs were beaten, thunder and fire filled the sky and hit the forty-eight sword pills.
The disciple of the Divine Sword raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes wide, and shouted loudly: "Jiu!"
The forty-eight star pills jumped instantly, bursting out like lightning, like forty-eight frightening rainbows, penetrating vertically and horizontally. No matter how strong the immortal weapon of the god general was, and his armor was powerful, hundreds of holes were immediately made. It can be said that bones were broken and tendons were broken.
, falls on
Immediately, there was a transparent blood hole on the body, but in an instant, the gods and the heavenly soldiers were wailing endlessly, and the golden blood was falling like rain. Some were seriously injured, and even died, while some were slightly injured, staggering and falling into the clouds,
