(Little Zongzi: I’m not dead, are you disappointed or happy)
One thousand meters!
Nine hundred meters!
Eight hundred meters!
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When Chen Zong fell two kilometers from the ground, Ghost Senjies made a fatal blow, but Chen Zong narrowly avoided it with his strong will.
Chen Xiu was furious and activated the form of Angry Shura. Ghost Senjieluo recovered all his strength from his injuries and took action again.
Chen Xiu, under the angry Shura, fought one against two, holding back the two ghost kings Guisen Jiesi and Guisen Jieluo with astonishing combat power, preventing them from taking action to kill Chen Zong, but he himself was also delayed and unable to catch Chen Zong.
Zong.
Everything is too fast.
In just less than ten breaths of time, such a change occurred, so exciting that everyone almost fainted.
Seven hundred meters!
Six hundred meters!
Five hundred meters!
Chen Zong managed to open his eyes and could see the surprisingly hard rock directly below, which seemed to be shining with a layer of metallic luster.
Will you die?
Chen Zong couldn't help but ask himself.
Picture after picture seemed to flash through my mind.
That small lake was rippling under the moonlight. Every day at dawn, a young man would get up early and go out, exercising himself with his tenacious will.
That year, a stream of light fell from the sky and fell into the young man's mind. From then on, he cut his veins and cleansed his marrow, and was reborn, making up for the innate lack of energy and blood, truly starting the path of cultivation, and improving his swordsmanship.
That piece of land left the footprints of the boy's continuous progress, gradually farther and farther away, from the small town to the city, from the small town to the big city, step by step, alone, but extremely determined.
That long sword, with its light as quiet as water, amazed the world and left countless wonders and legends.
Picture after picture is like a scroll unfolding, with faces, emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy flashing before my eyes. They are relatives, friends, and enemies.
Is this a flashback?
Rumor has it that people who are about to die will recall the past before they die.
Are you going to die?
No!
Can't die!
Absolutely not to die!
I have to go back and see my relatives and my former friends.
You have to enter the void of the universe, truly feel the majesty of the void, challenge more geniuses, and ascend to a higher level.
You absolutely cannot die like this.
Suddenly, an even stronger will to survive suddenly burst out from the deepest part of his body.
It is a force that belongs to the heart.
It is the power that truly belongs to the deepest part of the soul.
It's not the mind or the will, but a mysterious and mysterious deepest desire in the heart.
Stay alive!
No matter what, you must survive. Not only must you survive, but you must also master more powerful power.
Go back to the Eastern Continent of Canglan World, take a look at your father, take a look at your little sister, take a look at your clan sister, take a look at the places where you have worked hard, and take a look at the people who have helped you.
After that, we have to venture into the void of the universe to see a broader world and more powerful opponents.
The premise is to live and live better.
Bang bang bang!
As this extremely strong desire grew from the deepest part of my heart, my heart, which had gradually become weak, seemed to be injected with a new power, and its heartbeat became strong again.
Every time he beats, Chen Zong's body is injected with new strength, vitality and vitality, which seem to be growing and spreading in his body bit by bit.
That trace of the destiny of the eternal battle fortress shimmered slightly, and the clear light of the destiny of this world was also swaying momentarily, as if the waves were rippling, becoming clearer and deeper.
Immediately, traces of invisible and colorless power gathered from all directions. It seemed to be vitality, but it seemed not to be, and it was continuously injected into Chen Zong's body.
With the injection of this invisible force, Chen Zong felt that the vitality in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and the injuries on his body were gradually recovering. His arms, which had broken muscles and bones and were almost broken, were also covered by a cool breath, and quickly
recover.
recover!
The body is regenerating at an astonishing speed.
This force is exactly the power of this world.
Under the astonishing will to survive, some kind of mystery seemed to be inspired, and the power of this world was continuously injected into Chen Zong's body.
The power of the world is so mysterious and unfathomable that even the most powerful people in the Great Saint Realm cannot directly activate it.
But Chen Zong did it.
Under the astonishing will to survive, under the extremely strong desire emanating from the deepest part of the heart, and with the help of a trace of the fate of the eternal battle castle and the power of the fate of this world, this side was finally aroused.
The power of the world was injected into his body to quickly recover from his injuries.
Chen Zong was surprised to find that not only the injuries on his body were recovering, but also the cracks in his soul were quickly healed with the injection of the power of the world. This was not only healed on the surface, but also deep inside.
Soothing.
heal!
The wounds of body and soul are healing.
In an instant, Chen Zong's body paused slightly. He was still a hundred meters away from the ground, but he was standing in the air.
Stopped!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
In just less than ten breaths, Chen Zong's body injuries were healed, and his soul's injuries were healed by 50%. At this rate, it would only take another ten breaths or so for his soul's injuries to be healed.
As the soul's injuries healed, the cracks on the edge of the Divine Sea also disappeared.
Although the heart, sword, and spirit were shattered, the physical injuries, especially the injuries to the soul and the sea of gods, were recovered, which is a great blessing among misfortunes.
Although he has lost his heart, sword and spirit, he still has the yin and yang spirit and the fused spirit of wind, fire and thunder, and still possesses extraordinary potential.
Although his strength will decline in a short period of time, if he continues to practice, he will definitely recover or even surpass it. Chen Zong is confident in this.
However, it is still a bit of a pity.
Sword intent!
After all, I am a swordsman, and there is a big difference between whether I have sword intention or not.
With the help of the secret method of sharpening the edge of the Three Tribulations, I finally raised the Heart Sword Dao intention from the middle level to the top level, and continued to sharpen it until it was 100% perfect. It is such a pity to be broken and disappear like this.
Suddenly, Chen Zong's heart seemed to beat uncontrollably, and an indescribable understanding suddenly sprouted from the deepest part of his heart, like a seed sprouting, quickly breaking out of the ground and growing.
The beating speed of the heart is beyond normal, beyond the limit, as if it is about to jump out of the chest, as if the sound of the violent heartbeat is echoing in the world.
"Three tribulations have sharpened the edge and created a 100% perfect top-level heart sword Dao intention. What if there is a fourth tribulation?"
A sudden thought, this was a sudden thought, but it was so sudden and so exciting.
"There is no fourth calamity, so I will create this fourth calamity."
"This fourth calamity should be regarded as the calamity of destruction. If it is not broken, it will not be established. After it is broken, it will be established!"
"The top Taoist will, broken and then established, should be the supreme!"
Consciousness becomes clearer and more concentrated, as if with divine help.
"The Taoist intention of the sword in my heart is closely related to my original heart and intention. This is the intention of the sword. If I have a sword in my heart, I will have a sword."
"My heart is like a sword, and my will is like a sword. As long as I have a sword in my heart, and the sword's heart is not broken, the sword's intention is there, and it cannot be destroyed unless it is broken."
Chen Zong's eyes shone like a thousand feet of brilliant light, as if condensed with the ultimate sword light, which should be able to penetrate the sun, moon, heaven and earth.
Boom!
In the sky above, there seemed to be a divine thunder that struck the sky and opened the earth. The mighty sound spread in all directions, and the roaring sound shook the world. The sound was deafening and seemed to contain some kind of supreme truth.
A hint of Taoist rhyme is also permeated in it, and then it floats, as if the voice comes from the distant universe or the depths of nothingness, ethereal, like gods chanting sutras, interpreting the infinite mysteries of the great road of heaven and earth, as if
The ancient path resounded through the sky and the earth like the sound of heaven, permeating all directions and the four extremes.
The voice was vague, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, with a unique rhythm. It seemed to be constantly coming from the outside world, and it also seemed to permeate from the deepest part of everyone's heart.
Immediately afterwards, a huge crack seemed to be torn out silently in the sky. It was thousands of meters long, but it was not black, but filled with nine-color luster, rippling like the waves of lake water, with an ultimate depth.
and mystery.
For a moment, everyone stopped fighting and looked up at the 10,000-meter lake in the sky that looked like nine colors.
It seems that there are endless mysteries inside.
At the same time, everyone was filled with doubts and didn't know what it was.
Then, little bits of light, as light as goose feathers, continued to fall from the nine-color lake, fluttering, and they turned out to be nine-color flowers.
The nine-colored flowers seem to have no weight, but they are filled with an indescribable fragrance. The fragrance seems to be very rich, so strong that it is almost intoxicating. But when you smell it carefully, it is difficult to smell and it seems to become
Very light.
Chen Zong raised his head and stared at the nine-colored ceiling, his heart was peaceful, only a force continued to emerge from the deepest part of his heart.
Immediately, the nine-color ceiling fell, as if being pulled by some inexplicable force, and floated towards Chen Zong one after another, from the top of his head, into Chen Zong's head, and straight into the divine sea.
Bloom!
In Chen Zong's divine sea, nine-colored ceilings bloomed, releasing dazzling nine-colored brilliance, shining in all directions. As the nine-colored ceilings continued to fall in, they became more and more intense, until the entire divine sea was completely filled.
.
Unparalleled power surges in the divine sea, and indescribable mystery echoes endlessly in the divine sea.
The soul that was originally 30% damaged was restored in an instant, completely healed, and seemed to be even stronger.
The ancient heavenly sounds were continuously transmitted into Chen Zong's divine sea, as if an ancient god was chanting and praying. Chen Zong was greatly touched, and his inner understanding was enhanced more than tenfold in an instant, and there were endless mysteries.
As it appeared, the stronger the heart became, an illusory sword shadow quietly condensed in the divine sea filled with nine-colored brilliance and rippling like water.
Heart Sword Dao Yi!
No, it is no longer as simple as the previous Heart Sword Dao Yi.
Although it has just been condensed, the power alone is not as powerful as the original Heart Sword Dao intention, but an indescribable power is deeply buried and dormant in it.
Just like a real dragon temporarily dormant in the abyss, ready to soar into the sky.
As the sword shadow condensed, Chen Zong felt that his heart seemed to become more and more tenacious, with a vague sharpness that grew unexpectedly.
Gather!
The illusory sword shadow continues to condense at an alarming speed. The nine-color brilliance in the divine sea is constantly absorbed, becoming the nutrients for the sword shadow to grow and condense.