"The monk from that world is a young Immortal King. I will keep an eye on him secretly. When I leave the Immortal Palace, you will catch him all in one fell swoop..." The frail young man's eyes were cold and he held a jade pendant for communication in his right hand.
Divine consciousness injects messages into the jade pendant and transmits them to the clones of Xuan Qianjie outside the Immortal Palace.
After the interrogation, he put away the jade pendant and looked at the wooden house where the black-clothed sword cultivator was, with a vicious look on his face. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he secretly said: "Of course my body is no match for you, but those other clones outside
, but most of them are immortal kings. After you go out, you will only be captured, haha..."
The frail young man retracted his gaze, lowered his body, picked up his left arm that fell on the ground, put it on the wound on his left shoulder, and circulated his Qi, trying to reconnect the left arm.
However, a few seconds later, his face became extremely ugly, and the wound on his left shoulder seemed to have an extremely overbearing force preventing him from reattaching his left arm.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not successfully reattach his left arm to the wound on his left shoulder.
The frail young man looked gloomy and released a ray of consciousness, scanning the wound on his left shoulder to examine the domineering power.
However, as soon as his ray of consciousness touched the wound on his left shoulder, it was crushed into pieces and disappeared without a trace.
It's exactly what that overbearing force did!
"This is..." The frail young man's gloomy face showed a hint of disbelief. Although that ray of consciousness was quickly crushed by that overbearing force, when it was crushed, that ray of consciousness
He happened to have a brief encounter with that domineering force.
With this brief contact, he analyzed the nature of that domineering force.
That is a force of artistic conception!
To be precise, it is the power of the sword!
The frail young man clenched his fists tightly and looked at the wooden house where the swordsman in black was located again, his eyes full of resentment.
If nothing unexpected happens, this sword intention power should be the cold light that flew out from the long sword behind the black-clothed swordsman before and cut off his left arm.
"Damn it!" The frail young man cursed secretly. The remaining sword power in the wound on his left shoulder prevented him from reattaching his left arm. This had a considerable impact on his weapon refining ability. It is very likely that
It will cause him to fail the next eighteenth trial!
What the black-clothed sword cultivator should want is this effect, which greatly hinders his efficiency in passing the 18th trial and prevents him from being the first to choose trial rewards.
The frail young man seriously suspected that if he were not afraid that the trialists would kill each other, which might lead to the expulsion of the weapon spirits from Miaoxian City, the black-clothed swordsman might just kill him directly, and would not use such troublesome methods to hinder him.
He passed the eighteenth trial.
"This kid is so cruel!" The frail young man did not expect that the black-clothed swordsman looked indifferent and didn't care about anything, but in fact he was hiding viciousness and cruelty.
However, immediately, he frowned slightly, looked at the wound on his left shoulder, and realized something was wrong.
If there is only a trace of sword power remaining in the wound, then it is enough to prevent the left arm from being reattached, but why can it also crush the ray of consciousness he just released in an instant?
You must know that the soul in his body is the split soul that was differentiated from the immortal-level soul of Xuan Qianjie.
Although the ray of consciousness he released could not reach the Immortal level power of the main body, it was still very strong. No matter how terrifying the power of the sword was, it would not be able to crush it instantly.
Therefore, it could only be that... the frail young man understood immediately and was shocked: "There is something wrong! There is something wrong with that sword intention power! It is definitely not an ordinary sword intention!"
Immediately, he did not hesitate to release a few more rays of consciousness and probed the wound on his left shoulder.
Buzz!
The remaining sword power at the wound bloomed, like shocking thunder, instantly shattering these strands of consciousness as before.
"Poof!" He lost several strands of consciousness in succession, causing the frail young man to spit out a large mouthful of blood. He had already lost an arm, and his injuries were getting worse, and his face was even more bloodless.
But he was not in the mood to pay attention to his injuries, but showed a look of horror, and his heart was shocked: "Destruction... is the breath of destruction! The power of the sword contains the power of the artistic conception of destruction, so he can release me
A few wisps of divine consciousness can kill you instantly!"
The artistic conception of destruction is an extremely overbearing artistic conception. There is nothing mysterious about its characteristics. It is very straightforward. It is just one word - destruction!
No matter what, under the influence of this artistic conception, it will be as brittle as tissue paper and will be destroyed instantly and difficult to recover!
It was precisely because of the "destroying" effect of this artistic conception that he had been unable to reattach his left arm just now.
And it is said that if you cultivate this artistic conception to such a high level, you can even destroy an entire fairyland universe with just one thought!
The artistic conception of destruction is a well-deserved king-level artistic conception, no less than the artistic conception of space and time, which are both king-level!
"After so many epochs, has that world finally cultivated a person with a destructive mood?!"
"Furthermore, what this child possesses is not the general artistic conception of destruction, but a fusion of it with the sword intention. It can be called the 'destruction sword intention'. It possesses both the 'ruin' of the destructive artistic conception and the 'sharpness' of the sword's artistic conception."
', the destructive power has reached an unprecedented level!"
"If this child is allowed to continue practicing and further develop his destructive sword intent, I am afraid that he will really be able to break through the seclusion breakthrough point of our clan's alien emperor as that realm wishes!"
"At that time, the alien emperor and his elders' accumulation of seclusion for several epochs will be destroyed in one day, and our alien race will also be in danger!"
The frail young man muttered to himself, his face as gloomy as water.