After Mirage denied it, Meng Xiaobao was a little unresponsive.
"That's just your inner mind borrowing the power of the Palace of Hell. You can think it's your inner demon. You can even think it's your own self being chopped off by yourself. To put it more seriously, you're even killing it.
The three corpses chopped off my true self."
Mirage's words made Meng Xiaobao a little stunned: "Are you kidding me?
Killing three corpses, isn't that what a saint can do?
I'm going to kill three corpses at this golden elixir stage right now, but you don't know how to do it, or you think I don't know how to do it."
"You will know tomorrow. Okay, now you can go out."
After saying that, the mirage dissipated directly.
Meng Xiaobao sighed, circulated the Soul Art, and calmed down his mind. Four phantom experiences flashed through his mind one by one, and he let go of big stones one after another. There was a vague feeling of breakthrough in his mind.
After a long time, when Meng Xiaobao opened his eyes, he actually changed places again!
"What's going on? Come out, Mirage. Didn't you say it's over?
Why don’t you keep your promise!”
Looking at the flat mountains that appeared in front of me, two sword-shaped peaks with a height of thousands of feet stood in the vast and endless mountains in front of me. The tall peaks penetrated the vast sea of clouds and were very majestic.
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And at the top of the two sword-shaped peaks, you can vaguely see two people standing there quietly, like two stone sculptures, letting the strong wind in the sky blow their clothes in the wind, but
However, this deity did not move at all.
One of them looks like he is only in his twenties. He is quite handsome and unparalleled in the world. Especially the unique attraction revealed in his ordinary eyes is extremely charming, as if he can
It's breathtaking, but the fierce light in his eyes destroys all the beauty.
As for the other person, he has long flowing black hair reaching his waist, and a green robe flying wildly in the strong wind. The long sword on his back is wrapped in a thick white cloth, and he can barely see the exposed hilt.
The word "Wuya" is clearly engraved on the hilt of the sword.
Meng Xiaobao didn't know what situation he was in now, because his body was quite light now, as if his soul was out of body.
But this shouldn’t be done, right?
After all, I am only in the Golden Core stage. If I want my soul to leave the body, I have to go to the post-body stage after the Nascent Soul stage to achieve it!
But now is not the time to talk about this, let’s figure out the current situation first!
Just when Meng Xiaobao was about to step forward, the mirage's figure appeared again.
"Seize this opportunity. This is the master's choice for you. This battle is the master's battle against Dugu, the best swordsman in the martial arts world. Please watch carefully!"
Hearing what Mirage said, Meng Xiaobao was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?
Your master?
Against Dugu?
What is going on, who is your master, and why have I never heard of such a person before!"
After hearing the question, Mirage didn’t do any riddles this time!
"My master is the best swordsman in the world. He started practicing swordsmanship at the age of three. At the age of nineteen, he entered Taoism and condensed the golden elixir. At the age of twenty-six, my master used his strength in the out-of-body period to fight against another invincible swordsman, Dugu Jianchi.
Compete!"
"And this Palace of the King of Hell is also the relic of my master. During the early war, the Palace of the King of Hell was destroyed. Part of it was scattered in your current cultivation world. The other parts are unknown to where. The palace you broke through before
My master is very satisfied with the suggestions shown in your performance, so I will give you this opportunity. You should make good use of it!"
Meng Xiaobao nodded slightly, and a simple message from the mirage appeared in his mind.
The owner of the mirage is named Wuya, who comes from a world called Shanhai Continent. He has been a swordsman genius with a great reputation in the world since he was a child. He is a master of swordsmanship and has reached the pinnacle.
However, the opponent, Dugu Jianchi, was considered a master of the previous generation. If Wuya was the king of swordsmanship, then this Dugu Jianchi was considered the king of swordsmanship.
This time is just a battle in my memory, but the momentum and sword intent have already dominated the world.
At this time, Dugu Jianchi's eyes were silently staring at Wuya a hundred meters away, his eyes were so sharp that he seemed ready to tear the entire void apart at any time.
"Wuya, your talent is inferior to that of me. If you just talk about the realm of swordsmanship, I am ashamed of it. Your current realm of swordsmanship has reached a height that I can't even dream of. It's a pity. Wen Wu is the best, Wu Wu is the best.
Secondly, I cannot lose in this competition."
Dugu Jianchi said in a deep voice.
Although his swordsmanship is not as good as that of his opponent, he is still just a monk in the out-of-body stage, and he has already entered the divine transformation stage. Even if his swordsmanship is not as good as his own, he can still crush the opponent with his own strength!
After hearing this, Wu Ya's face was unusually calm, his eyes were looking at Dugu Jianchi calmly, and his robe was fluttering in the wind.
"What a shame. You call yourself a swordsman. Looking at it now, it's just your own excuse. If that's the case, then if you want to fight, then go ahead and let me take a look at you.
How much have you learned the sword intent of your ancestors?"
Wuya's voice was light, but there was an undeniable feeling in his words that made people believe it.
Hearing these mocking words, Dugu Jianchi laughed angrily.
"Okay, okay, okay! What a great person to see the genius Xiang Wuya! Today I want to see if your sword is as powerful as your mouth."
After saying this, Dugu Jianchi took the lead and shot out with an extremely powerful sword energy from the black iron heavy sword in his hand.
Xiang Wuya, who was opposite, had a calm expression on his face, and his right hand was slightly raised.
"boom!"
The sword energy collided with the hand. Everyone could imagine such a tragedy, but when everyone came back to their senses, they discovered that Dugu Jianchi's suggestion was actually held in the hand of Xiang Wuya.
"With this method, I can kill you with just one sword!"
Xiang Wuya's face remained unchanged, his heart did not beat, and he could not tell whether he was happy or sad.
The two sword qi collided, and the powerful aftermath of the true qi was centered on the explosion point. Everything it passed was torn apart like sword wounds.
The speed of the two men's attacks was extremely fast. The sound of the two swords constantly colliding kept ringing in the air. Strong sword energy overflowed. Even if it overflowed, it made big holes in the surrounding mountains.
This shows how terrifying the sword energy is.
The fight between the two became more and more intense.
One person has a very high level of swordsmanship, and the other relies on his strong strength and strong sword intention. For a while, it was difficult for the two of them to win or lose.