Yang Yi fell heavily to the ground, and the Holy Light Sword came out of his hand. The originally powerful light instantly became dim.
"I just guessed it would fail."
Yang Yi smiled bitterly and said, the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to attack. I think when he attacked the Red God Realm, he had to attack six times before he succeeded. Each time, it was like walking through the gate of hell.
.
And this time the soulless realm will only be more difficult than before, not easy. ??
This impact consumed all his energy, so that Yang Yi couldn't get up for a long time. He closed his eyes for a long time and then reluctantly got up and picked up the Holy Light Sword.
"Buzz."
The moment his hand touched the Holy Light Sword, his eyes suddenly widened because he felt that the Holy Light Sword in his hand seemed to have some spirituality.
To be precise, the Holy Light Sword is no longer just a dead weapon like it used to be.
Is there really any hope of awakening the sword spirit in the Holy Light Sword?
Thinking like this, Yang Yi not only rekindled his hope, but also started to attack again after drinking the juice of the Bodhi tree.
Following the instructions in the manual, Yang Yi closed his eyes again. Compared with the last time, this time he seemed to be able to feel his body performing a sword dance.
That wonderful feeling was the first time Yang Yi felt it. It didn't feel like someone was controlling his body, but rather like a sword was guiding him.
Yang Yi's body gradually emitted light, and the Holy Light Sword buzzed again. He seemed to be eager to break through the restraints and completely merge with his master.
"boom!"
A huge sound rang out from Yang Yi's body. The next second, Yang Yi's sword fell from his hand, and he fell straight to the ground with his eyes closed.
The Holy Light Sword exuded a faint light, as if it wanted to wake up its master, and Yang Yi's breath gradually became weaker.
When Yang Yi opened his eyes again, he saw a vast expanse of white in front of him, glowing with a faint golden light. A white figure appeared in the clouds and mist, and Yang Yi subconsciously walked over.
"Child, you are here."
It was an old man with white hair and a beard. His hands were clasped behind his back and his back was facing him. As if sensing his arrival, he turned around and looked at him with a smile.
Yang Yi looked at the old man in front of him, his eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of God, and his eyebrows revealed kindness and kindness.
"Are you the last God?"
Yang Yi could feel that this was his domain, so he instinctively maintained awe. The old man nodded with a smile.
"Exactly."
"This Holy Light Sword is an artifact that I have worked hard to build. It has been with me since I became famous. It has been with me through many ups and downs over the years."
The old man raised his hand, and the Holy Light Sword left Yang Yi's hand and headed towards the old man. The old man stroked the sword body, and the sword body was trembling slightly, as if in response to the old man.
"Good boy, your talent is very good. It was just your first practice and you directly sensed a trace of my remaining soul left in the sword."
The old man nodded, and Yang Yi asked doubtfully, "Did you leave any residual soul in the sword?"
"Exactly, when I fell, the Holy Light Sword was by my side. I knew very well that the Holy Light Sword was unruly and ordinary people couldn't control it, so I left a trace of my soul in the sword to see who could.
Let him recognize his master."
"The master he chose is very good, and I also You can leave with peace of mind."
The old man handed the sword to Yang Yi. When Yang Yi took it with both hands, he could feel the body of the Holy Light Sword heating up.
"Your current strength is not enough to summon the sword spirit in this sword. Something big must have happened outside."
Yang Yi nodded, "The Yun family broke the seal and released the fallen angel, so"
"This is no small trouble."
After hearing this, the old man didn't have any dissatisfied expression on his face. He was still cheerful, "Although my son is mediocre in strength, his stunts are incredible. I can rest assured that if the gods leave it to him, there won't be any big trouble."
Yes, please feel at ease."
Yang Yi was about to say something, but the old man raised his hand to stop him, "I know you have many questions, but I don't have much time."
"Remember, if you want to use the full power of the Holy Light Sword, your own strength is one of them. What's more important is that you have to maintain an upright and kind heart. As long as you don't do anything against the laws of heaven, one day, you
I will fully control the Holy Light Sword and become the second me."
"This secret was written by me back then. There will be nothing wrong if you practice according to it, otherwise you wouldn't see me."
The old man smiled and said, "Practice this secret book carefully. Well, the time has come."
After the old man finished speaking, his body began to gradually dissipate. Yang Yi held the Holy Light Sword in both hands and stood there with a respectful expression, watching the old man turn into golden light little by little, and then suddenly rushed into his body.
"hiss"
Caught off guard, Yang Yi felt that there was a majestic energy in his body that was about to explode, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He quickly sat down and began to slowly absorb this energy.
He knew that this was the last thing left to him by the previous God, and what he had to do now was to break through after absorbing it all.
This time, with the help of the old man, Yang Yi broke through the bottleneck almost effortlessly and reached the early stage of the soulless realm. However, it was far from over. Yang Yi still closed his eyes.
At this time, the Court of Gods was already in chaos. The strength of the Fallen Angels and the marsh gas were strong in the past. Once the Gods were contaminated, their strength would be greatly reduced. Over time, the Gods gradually began to lose, and the Fallen Angels took over.
Got the upper hand.
"When will that guy Ye Feng come out? He won't be able to hold on any longer!"
The hedgehog's name was Axiang. He heard some information about Yang Yi from Mo Qu's mouth. Mo Qu shook his head, "I don't know, but he is our only hope. We must hold on no matter what."
At the same time, the Flower God Temple.
Yang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes. He stood up and held the Holy Light Sword in his hand. The aura exuding from his body at this time was that of the late soulless realm.
"God is indeed extraordinary. I only absorbed half of his energy and reached the later stage. If I hadn't had time to absorb it, maybe I would have broken through to a greater realm."
"However, it should be enough for now."
Yang Yi murmured to himself, then walked outside, rushed to the Yun family, and met up with Mo Qu and others.
"Did you break through? Or is it a late stage?"
Mo Qu was a little shocked, "Are you a human or a monster?"
"It's just good luck. Thank you for your hard work."
Yang Yi smiled faintly. After breaking through to the Soulless Realm, he was already capable of fighting the Fallen Angels. Mo Qu nodded, "Then you go help Jack and the others. Leave these Fallen Angels to us."
"boom!"
Yang Yi fell heavily to the ground, and the Holy Light Sword came out of his hand. The originally powerful light instantly became dim.
"I just guessed it would fail."
Yang Yi smiled bitterly and said, the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to attack. I think when he attacked the Red God Realm, he had to attack six times before he succeeded. Each time, it was like walking through the gate of hell.
.
And this time the soulless realm will only be more difficult than before, not easy.
This impact consumed all his energy, so that Yang Yi couldn't get up for a long time. He closed his eyes for a long time and then reluctantly got up and picked up the Holy Light Sword.
"Buzz."
The moment his hand touched the Holy Light Sword, his eyes suddenly widened because he felt that the Holy Light Sword in his hand seemed to have some spirituality.
To be precise, the Holy Light Sword is no longer just a dead weapon like it used to be.
Is there really any hope of awakening the sword spirit in the Holy Light Sword?
Thinking like this, Yang Yi not only rekindled his hope, but also started to attack again after drinking the juice of the Bodhi tree.
Following the instructions in the manual, Yang Yi closed his eyes again. Compared with the last time, this time he seemed to be able to feel his body performing a sword dance.
That wonderful feeling was the first time Yang Yi felt it. It didn't feel like someone was controlling his body, but rather like a sword was guiding him.
Yang Yi's body gradually emitted light, and the Holy Light Sword buzzed again. He seemed to be eager to break through the restraints and completely merge with his master.
"boom!"
A huge sound rang out from Yang Yi's body. The next second, Yang Yi's sword fell from his hand, and he fell straight to the ground with his eyes closed.
The Holy Light Sword exuded a faint light, as if it wanted to wake up its master, and Yang Yi's breath gradually became weaker.
When Yang Yi opened his eyes again, he saw a vast expanse of white in front of him, glowing with a faint golden light. A white figure appeared in the clouds and mist, and Yang Yi subconsciously walked over.
"Child, you are here."
It was an old man with white hair and a beard. His hands were clasped behind his back and his back was facing him. As if sensing his arrival, he turned around and looked at him with a smile.
Yang Yi looked at the old man in front of him, his eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of God, and his eyebrows revealed kindness and kindness.
"Are you the last God?"
Yang Yi could feel that this was his domain, so he instinctively maintained awe. The old man nodded with a smile.
"Exactly."
"This Holy Light Sword is an artifact that I have worked hard to build. It has been with me since I became famous. It has been with me through many ups and downs over the years."
The old man raised his hand, and the Holy Light Sword left Yang Yi's hand and headed towards the old man. The old man stroked the sword body, and the sword body was trembling slightly, as if in response to the old man.
"Good boy, your talent is very good. It was just your first practice and you directly sensed a trace of my remaining soul left in the sword."
The old man nodded, and Yang Yi asked doubtfully, "Did you leave any residual soul in the sword?"
"Exactly, when I fell, the Holy Light Sword was by my side. I knew very well that the Holy Light Sword was unruly and ordinary people couldn't control it, so I left a trace of my soul in the sword to see who could.
Let him recognize his master."
"The master he chose is very good, and I also You can leave with peace of mind."
The old man handed the sword to Yang Yi. When Yang Yi took it with both hands, he could feel the body of the Holy Light Sword heating up.
"Your current strength is not enough to summon the sword spirit in this sword. Something big must have happened outside."
Yang Yi nodded, "The Yun family broke the seal and released the fallen angel, so"
"This is no small trouble."
After hearing this, the old man didn't have any dissatisfied expression on his face. He was still cheerful, "Although my son is mediocre in strength, his stunts are incredible. I can rest assured that if the gods leave it to him, there won't be any big trouble."
Yes, please feel at ease."
Yang Yi was about to say something, but the old man raised his hand to stop him, "I know you have many questions, but I don't have much time."
"Remember, if you want to use the full power of the Holy Light Sword, your own strength is one of them. What's more important is that you have to maintain an upright and kind heart. As long as you don't do anything against the laws of heaven, one day, you
I will fully control the Holy Light Sword and become the second me."
"This secret was written by me back then. There will be nothing wrong if you practice according to it, otherwise you wouldn't see me."
The old man smiled and said, "Practice this secret book carefully. Well, the time has come."
After the old man finished speaking, his body began to gradually dissipate. Yang Yi held the Holy Light Sword in both hands and stood there with a respectful expression, watching the old man turn into golden light little by little, and then suddenly rushed into his body.
"hiss"
Caught off guard, Yang Yi felt that there was a majestic energy in his body that was about to explode, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He quickly sat down and began to slowly absorb this energy.
He knew that this was the last thing left to him by the previous God, and what he had to do now was to break through after absorbing it all.
This time, with the help of the old man, Yang Yi broke through the bottleneck almost effortlessly and reached the early stage of the soulless realm. However, it was far from over. Yang Yi still closed his eyes.
At this time, the Court of Gods was already in chaos. The strength of the Fallen Angels and the marsh gas were strong in the past. Once the Gods were contaminated, their strength would be greatly reduced. Over time, the Gods gradually began to lose, and the Fallen Angels took over.
Got the upper hand.
"When will that guy Ye Feng come out? He won't be able to hold on any longer!"
The hedgehog's name was Axiang. He heard some information about Yang Yi from Mo Qu's mouth. Mo Qu shook his head, "I don't know, but he is our only hope. We must hold on no matter what."
At the same time, the Flower God Temple.
Yang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes. He stood up and held the Holy Light Sword in his hand. The aura exuding from his body at this time was that of the late soulless realm.
"God is indeed extraordinary. I only absorbed half of his energy and reached the later stage. If I hadn't had time to absorb it, maybe I would have broken through to a greater realm."
"However, it should be enough for now."
Yang Yi murmured to himself, then walked outside, rushed to the Yun family, and met up with Mo Qu and others.
"Did you break through? Or is it a late stage?"
Mo Qu was a little shocked, "Are you a human or a monster?"
"It's just good luck. Thank you for your hard work."
Yang Yi smiled faintly. After breaking through to the Soulless Realm, he was already capable of fighting the Fallen Angels. Mo Qu nodded, "Then you go help Jack and the others. Leave these Fallen Angels to us."
