Chapter 492: The Way of the Sword is the Way of the Heart
The gray mist that had been accumulating in the hands of the black figure a second ago actually appeared under the feet of Wang Jin in the blink of an eye, suddenly exploding the steps under his feet into countless fragments.
Hiss!
A large number of dense hissing sounds filled the air from the location of the explosion, and the countless mist that dispersed condensed into small thread-like insects, charging towards Wang Jin crazily.
boom!
Suddenly, a dazzling light erupted from Wang Jin's body, and Wan Linmu's true energy swept wildly in all directions, like a wave, wrapping up the countless fog-threaded insects that came over, and the extremely pure breath of life spread, accompanied by
With a painful hissing sound, the countless fog-threaded insects were directly wrapped and refined by the sweeping Wanlinmu Yin Qi, and dissipated into the void.
call!
The fierce wind roared in front of him, and the dark black figure silently appeared in front of Wang Jin. The strong wind brought by the high-speed movement of his body hit his face. The dark black figure silently punched, and a black light burst out from the fist, as if it was a dazzling bullet.
The black sun exploded above the fist.
Wow!
A large number of zhenqi chains rushed out of Wang Jin's body, and there seemed to be black flames burning and beating on the chains, wrapping the fist that hit like a black sun.
"die!"
As Wang Jin turned his wrist, he already held the Diyuanli Fire Stick in his hand. The black flames on the Diyuanli Fire Stick surged like a black river and crashed down towards the pitch-black figure.
boom!
The Diyuanli Fire Stick that seemed to be burning with pitch-black flames hit the pitch-black figure's shoulder heavily. The moment the pitch-black Diyuanli Fire Stick landed on the pitch-black figure, the pitch-black figure seemed to be a piece of soft, boneless plasticine.
, there was a sudden dent in the shoulder.
However, Wang Jin's expression changed. He clearly felt that there was no sense of force coming from the surface of the Diyuanli Fire Stick.
His blow seemed to hit the air!
The pitch-black figure slowly stretched out his palm and grabbed the Diyuanli Fire Stick that hit his shoulder.
The moment he held the Diyuan Lihuo stick with his palm, the depression in the dark-black figure's shoulder suddenly returned to its original shape. The moment Wang Jin's sight changed, the burning black flames on the Diyuanlihuo stick touched the Diyuanlihuo with his palm.
The contact point of the stick is the center, spreading and extinguishing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
call!
The sight in front of Wang Jin suddenly changed. In an instant, it seemed as if there was a big black sun jumping out of the sky. It was so dazzling that Wang Jin subconsciously squinted his eyes, but immediately he felt an extremely strong force.
The corrosive force irradiated crazily on his skin, and crazily corroded his body at an extremely terrifying speed.
"What kind of power is this?!"
Wang Jin was extremely horrified. The corrosive power in his perception seemed to have some similarities with the gray mist in the air. It was as if it was an enhanced version of the gray mist, eroding Wang Jin crazily.
At the same time as flesh and blood, it is even invading Wang Jin's sea of consciousness, trying to corrode Wang Jin's spiritual consciousness!
On top of the Diyuan Lihuo stick in his hand, there were instantly a large number of zhenqi chains winding up. When Wang Jin started to move, they smashed into the dark sun in the sky. At the same time, the Wanlinmu Yinzhen in Wang Jin's body
The Qi seemed to be a stimulated snake, beating fiercely at this moment, rushing madly towards the corrosive force that invaded the body, resisting the corrosive force that seemed to come from the gray mist in the air.
The movements of the pitch-black figure were still unhurried, just slowly moving a few spells. As he made those few movements, the pitch-black sun shining brightly in the sky suddenly changed.
Countless pitch-black lights twisted and changed, turning into a huge pitch-black monster. It opened its pitch-black mouth and bit hard at the Earth Yuan Lihuo stick that came down.
The zhenqi chains on the Diyuan Lihuo Stick are like dragons, and the dark monster in the sky seems to be a giant black python that opens its mouth to devour the earth below. It is small and large, and crashes together.
boom!
Huge zhenqi fluctuations suddenly spread, and the huge dark monster seemed to be swept away by the huge
The truck seemed to have hit, shaking wildly in the air, and Wang Jin also flew backwards, hitting a stone wall on one side, knocking down large rocks.
call!
The pitch-black figure seemed not to be affected at all. The figure passed through a large area of spreading zhenqi fluctuations like lightning, and appeared in front of Wang Jin like a ghost. As he raised his hand, a large area of pitch-black light came from there like a spider's thread.
A jet-black figure spurted out from the palm of his hand, turning into a huge jet-black bone hand, and fell headlong towards Wang Jinshao.
Swish, brush, brush!
Wang Jin, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly changed his figure, and instantly divided into nine identical phantoms. The only difference was that there was only one figure holding the Diyuan Lihuo stick in his hand, and they all smashed towards the huge black bone hand.
past.
The nine figures collided with the huge jet-black bone hand several times in an instant. The jet-black figure looked like a paper figure wrinkled by the strong wind. The shape of the body changed several times in an instant, but quickly returned to its original shape.
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However, Wang Jin's nine figures retreated at the same time in an instant. Eight of them collapsed in an instant, leaving only one figure holding the Diyuanli fire stick, retreating continuously and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"In the late stage of the Dongxuan realm, we will soon reach a higher level!" After several battles, Wang Jin had already figured out the strength of this monster.
At least it is in the late stage of the Dongxuan realm, and it will soon reach a more advanced realm!
But the strange power on this monster seems to come from the strange gray mist in this world, and it has a strong corrosive force on the true energy in Wang Jin's body!
This also leads to the fact that Wang Jin's strength will be naturally weakened when fighting against this monster. In contrast, when facing the strange power of the monster, the power of Wang Jin's true energy will be at least as strong as
Weakened by 10%!
"but……"
Wang Jin slowly stood up straight and looked at the dark figure in front of him that was like a shadow coming out of the darkness. There seemed to be fire burning in his eyes: "This is an evenly matched opponent!"
boom!
All kinds of zhenqi on his body burst out instantly, including the Divine Fire Technique, Wan Lin Mu's zhenqi, and the nine yuan lock xuanzhenqi burst out at the same time. His whole person seemed to turn into a human form shrouded in the light of zhenqi. Suddenly,
He crashed towards the pitch-black figure.
When the pitch-black figure raised his hand, a large amount of pitch-black light burst out from his body. For an instant, the whole person seemed to be covered in a layer of pitch-black armor by a large amount of pitch-black light, and he suddenly collided with Wang Jin.
Boom boom boom!
A large amount of light suddenly burst out, and the two figures shrouded in light seemed to be two armored monsters, colliding crazily in the air. A large amount of true energy collided and escaped, and was corroded by the corrosive power that spread.
"Die!" Wang Jin roared, and struck out with his palms in succession. A large amount of infuriating energy turned into chains. From his palms, it was like a mad dragon rushing out. At the same time, there were also infuriating energy chains.
Containing the powerful life breath of Wan Lin Mu Yin Qi and the powerful killing power of the Divine Fire Art, they hit the pitch black figure hard.
The black light on the pitch-black figure was struck by Wang Jin one after another, and the impact continued to distort and deform, but it was never broken.
The pitch-black figure was like a piece of plasticine that was constantly being kneaded and deformed. Under Wang Jin's continuous attacks, it was also constantly deforming, from a human form to an irregular shape, and then back to an irregular shape.
, and so on repeatedly.
It was as if any attack falling on this pitch-black figure would only deform it, without causing any substantial damage to it.
Although the humanoid hands were constantly trembling, a large amount of dark light quickly condensed in its trembling hands, turning into two huge and dark suns in the blink of an eye.
The humanoid hands suddenly clasped together, and the two huge and dark suns suddenly collided together.
boom!
The huge power was like the roar of the devil, roaring wildly towards both sides. The huge black light, like a landslide and tsunami, surged, almost covering the entire space.
submerged in it.
Wang Jin's whole body of true energy was suppressed by the terrifying corrosive force that surged in all directions for an instant. His whole body of true energy seemed to be bound by a big net, and its power dropped in an instant.
At this moment, he held the Diyuanli Fire Stick in his hands again, his eyes closed, and his whole body was suppressed to the extreme. The infuriating energy that was almost impossible to use made him feel like he was back in the real world.
His body was extremely suppressed, but there was a feeling in his heart that was getting stronger and stronger, as if a power that had been accumulated for a long time was about to burst out at this moment.
A sword seemed to appear in front of his eyes!
A sword that pierces the sky!
At this moment, an inexplicable feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart, and as if instinctively, he held out the Diyuan Lihuo Stick in his hand like a sword.
Chi!
A slight noise.
The sound of howling wind around him disappeared instantly.
The pitch-black figure froze in place, as if frozen, and the Diyuanli fire stick passed through its chest and passed through it.
Wow!
Its body suddenly shattered into black sand all over the ground.
The way of the sword is the way of the heart!
At this moment, that old voice seemed to echo in his ears again.
"kendo……"
At this moment, Wang Jin seemed to have an unprecedented understanding of these two words.
The body cannot restrain whatever the heart desires.
The way of the sword is the way of the heart.
There is no need for a real blade, or even a real body. Wherever my heart goes, that is where my sword goes.
This is the true way of the sword.
At this moment, Wang Jin could clearly feel that a large amount of the sword intent in his body had once again been refined.