Yusha

Chapter 584

In an instant, the world-shocking Dao rhyme soared into the sky, and when all the cultivators looked at it, what caught their eyes was a thin figure, holding the sword formula in its hand, and leaping up in empty steps, filling the sky. The curtain of mist and rain was split apart in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the stratus clouds rolled and opened a path, from the thin figure to the place where the ghost-faced black snake was standing.

Cut the cloud with one sword!
Or in other words, at this moment, it wasn't the soaring sword energy that split the clouds.

It was accompanied by the sword that Song Qingxi slashed, following Dao Yun's cave photo, first the stratus clouds opened, and then Song Qingxi stepped on the sword Qi Tianhe.

And in this process, accompanied by Song Qingxi's figure, he walked through the road of rolling clouds, along with the road opened by the stratus clouds, and in the process of taking every step, he was accompanied by clouds all over the sky. With the turning of the scroll, there is a strong wind returning, pouring into the long river of sword energy wrapped around Song Qingxi's body.

When it first appeared, there was still only that faint sword light around Song Qingxi's body, but it only flashed for a moment. When Song Qingxi arrived all the way, all the clouds and gangsters in the sky poured in for a moment, and suddenly, Song Qingxi's sword energy suddenly reached some kind of majestic and shocking power from that very close and faint!

Swish-!
All the changes were brought to the extreme in an instant by Song Qingxi. This is the truly extreme swordsmanship that Song Qingxi can use now that he has lost his Dao fruit and his natal magic weapon!

Song Qingxi and Jieyun's kendo practice, lifelong righteousness and spirit, are all integrated into this sword.

Especially when Song Qingxi knew that he had reached some kind of "desperate situation".

Together with the continuous cycle of life and death that he has suffered for a long time, especially the real feeling of the approaching death penetrates the soul and state of mind.

It is also to teach Song Qingxi that this comprehensive sword is really full of killing intent and almost as if transformed and sublimated, a little bit better.

Then, after the fierce aura reached the extreme peak in a flash, it jumped out steadily, and then made the world-shocking sound of the sword return to silence, and even the rolling sea of ​​clouds seemed to freeze, and the bright light Mixed with wind and rain clouds.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

And this kind of sword that incorporates Song Qingxi's lifelong righteousness and spirit, just like this, in a certain kind of determination to live to death, from silence to sword sound shocking the world and then to silence, from weak energy to Ru Yuan is majestic and becomes vague and unpredictable again.

The connotations of lifting weights as light and as light as weight circulated in her body at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, this sword full of the spirit of high Taoism and magic has attracted the admiration and admiration of many people.

It's just that Zhu Xiu cares about admiring and admiring.

But for the Ghost-faced Black Snake, this is the sword of real death coming head-on!
In normal times, she might not be an opponent with such a sword.

But at this moment, the ghost-faced black snake was seriously injured by the master of the bone temple, and under the repeated erosion of the torrent of evil energy, all the snake scales on its body turned into dry bones and dregs, and it was deserted and cracked. Sword, the ghost-faced black snake has no way to advance, and no way to retreat!

At the same time, in the storm formed by the entanglement of evil qi and wind and rain far away on the side, there was an extremely angry and mournful howling sound.

"Do not--!"

It was the roaring sound of the mysterious tortoise, but before the same angry and stern vibration reached Song Qingxi, when he looked at it from a distance, in the whirlpool of the storm, 12 golden elixirs refining corpses hung in the air. According to the photo, the white flag in his hand was shaking, and the dense white bones, ghosts and monsters intertwined and resonated, covering up all the vibrations.

And at this moment, the wanton laughter of the Lord of the Bone Temple followed closely behind.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Now that life and death have passed, there should be a way to kill today!"

While talking, even the Bone Monastery, who felt that time was running out, couldn't help but look at Song Qingxi with a rather strange look.

You must know that Song Qingxi's sword is not only so subtle on the level of Dao and Law that people cannot criticize it, except for some reason that it must be manifested and brewed from the smallest details. Such a shocking sword, but the fact In fact, it is the interpretation of such subtleties that makes the way of swordsman look more graceful.

In addition, this sword is even more ingenious in the vicissitudes of human emotions!
If Song Qingxi's sword was a little faster, even though the master of the bone temple was stopped by the black turtle, he still felt that the life of the ghost-faced black snake was still nearby and within reach, so he would be more or less angry because of Song Qingxi's sword strike .

If Song Qingxi was a little slower when he drew his sword, no matter whether the ghost-faced black snake escaped or returned to fight, the situation would be far less clear than this moment, and the entanglement and attack between each other would make the situation unstoppable predictable complexity.

This is also a very clever sword in the choice of the situation!
But it happened that the one who used this sword was the Jindan Great Cultivator of the Qianyuan Sword Sect, and even the most fake and insane Great Cultivator of the Jieyun lineage in this sect.

Now it seems that the rumors are probably wrong. It turns out that the monks of this sect and lineage also have such a clear understanding of the current situation and insight into their minds.

This is even more able to attract the attention of the Bone Monastery than that exquisite sword.

And the moment when the right time, place, people and everything gathered in this sword.

In the air, the figure of the woman with a harsh face disappeared, and in the same place, the figure of the ghost-faced black snake reappeared. Now the long and narrow snake body is not smooth at all, and the thick scales originally made of black jade have long since disappeared. It has been eroded by the evil spirit of bones into a chapped bone full of rough dregs.

Even with the appearance of a powerful monster body, the bone dregs have been suppressed in time, and the dark red blood seeped from the cracks in the dry bones.

As far as the eye can see, it is all a miserable scene.

It became more and more obvious that the struggle of the ghost-faced black snake was so futile.

Thus, in the blink of an eye, accompanied by the whimpering of the strong wind entangled outside the Sword Qi Tianhe at a certain moment, the blood mist suddenly spread in front of Song Qingxi, and gradually, in the pouring rain of blood, So he taught Song Qingxi to clearly see a touch of gilt color.

In a flash, Song Qingxi's hand raised and fell again, the moment when the Daoguo Demon Pill was pinched in her palm, the Yungang Dharma Flame hung in the air, and in an instant, the pure power of Daoguo, which seemed like fine nectar and jade dew, was captured by Song Qingxi He raised his head and accepted it.

Almost in an instant, it seemed that Xiao Yuluo's actions earlier were engraved on Song Qingxi's body.

The power of the Daoguo Demon Pill was completely smelted in the Yungang Dharma Flame, and then it seemed to be completely turned into firewood, completely ignited, and at the moment Song Qingxi swallowed it, it suddenly burst into flames. Complementing Song Qingxi's background, the aura of her cultivation base suddenly jumped, and then crazily increased.

But it's strange to say that unlike Xiao Yuluo, the surge of his cultivation and aura is almost as majestic as an abyss with no end in sight.

But in Song Qingxi's place, the soaring arrogance only flashed for a moment and then stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingxi's cultivation base was stabilized in a certain kind of neutral and peaceful situation, and it may not necessarily change.

When she looked carefully, there was still a gilt-golden brilliance flowing in her clear eyes, which proved that the firewood was still being refined, and after being smelted, it was still going towards Song Qingxi's cultivation foundation.

But in the same way, because of the lack of Dao fruit, because of the lack of natal magic weapon, because I am standing in the open sea at this moment.

Some kind of connection that has been cut off for the most part is closely fitted again in the distance of time and space.

Those fuelwoods that were originally filled into the background, when they naturally poured towards the Dao fruit power of the Jindan monk, followed such a tight connection, and fled far away.

If so, between one increase and one decrease, Suijiao's soaring arrogance came to an abrupt end.

Even when he took a closer look, Song Qingxi's cultivation base and aura even showed slight changes, leading him to fall back.

But such a move is still effective after all.

At least, with such a vast amount of Jindan Daoguo power pouring into the "Bottomless Abyss", the blood on Song Qingxi's face and slightly tired expression have improved slightly, as can be seen with the naked eye .

So, after pulling himself together, Song Qingxi finally looked into the depths of the open sea with sharp eyes, into the misty mist.

She needs to fight for her own life!
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Almost at the same time, in the realm of trials, the realm of metaphysics.

In the distance, the Dharma image of the Dao boy, which was made by the first three refinements, hangs in this mysterious field, operating the magic method of "Faxiang Tiandi" at the most extreme level, and the abundant power of heaven and earth crazily moves towards it. It pours out of the figure, and every breath, the power of Dao fruit contained in it will become thicker and more powerful, further nourishing the true form itself.

In the same way, Chu Weiyang also showed his figure hanging in this metaphysical field, and when he looked at it, there was already a perfect and round picture of his real figure among the talisman and seal patterns in the hanging picture. Rong, and another one that is almost smudged with five colors that are very similar, but the aura is even more mysterious and sinister, and now it can be seen roughly.

At this time, in front of Chu Weiyang's figure, Taiyi Zhenshui, Tianyi Yuanmu, Nanming Lihuo, Hunyuan Spiritual Soil, Taibai Jingjin, when Chu Weiyang practiced the magic spell in the past, the five mantras were all The highest achievement that can be cultivated exists in front of Chu Weiyang at this moment in the form of spiritual objects and dao seeds.

The aura of Dao and Dharma flows, smudges, interweaves, and melts in each other.

When it comes to the fundamental inheritance of Panwangzong, not only the galaxy reflected is more prosperous, but also the gifts given by the sages are inevitably richer.

And Chu Weiyang has also truly realized the benefits of escaping into the metaphysical realm of the mysterious and metaphysical, revealing it as a talisman and seal pattern, and refining uniqueness from the realm of pure Taoism, which can ignore the limit of the body to a certain extent.

At this time, Chu Weiyang was engrossed in refining these five spirits and dao species.

Suddenly, the blissful aura wandering between people and things stopped abruptly, and then, Chu Weiyang "turned his head to look" at the place where his Dharma image hung.

"Huh? What is this—"

At this moment, for no reason, a gilt-gold divine splendor appeared from the dharma form, and immediately intensified.

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