Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 229 The Eighth Level

Shura's mouth twitched, this guy understood too quickly! This is a god-level soul skill.

Gu Yuena nodded happily. She was very happy that Si Muqing had learned the opponent's ability to suppress the opponent so easily. She was even happier when he could make the opponent feel unhappy.

Shura controlled the muscles on his face and said calmly: "I'm learning at a good speed. Now let's start the next step. Sit down cross-legged and keep your mind calm."

Si Mu Qingmu's star sword returned to its sheath, and he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Shura formed a seal with his hands, and ripples of blood spread. On the stone bridge as white as suet and jade, blood threads climbed from both sides to the center. A trace of the netherworld breath from Senluo Hell descended on the eighth-level stone bridge. The figures of Shura and Gu Yuena disappeared on the stone bridge.

Resentment, lust, greed, jealousy and all kinds of invisible evil thoughts in the world appeared on the stone bridge. Pink, red, black and other colors were mixed together. Colorful mist surrounded Si Muqing, pouring into his mouth, nose and ears. Within the body, desire arouses.

With pink arms and jade legs, plump breasts and pert buttocks, she is still speechless and extremely seductive. All kinds of charming illusions are unfolding, and the sound of gasping lingers in her ears.

Si Muqing's whole body was extremely hot, but his eyes were clear and his body was motionless: "Why is it all about lust? Am I very much like an LSP? I obviously feel that I have good control over my lust." Si Muqing just complained, because he I also know that the most evil thing is sexual immorality, and I can't control my lower body.

The various illusions in front of him became more and more real. All kinds of beautiful women, with pretty faces, hot and alluring figures, bright eyes and white teeth, charming voices, charming voices, pure or charming temperaments, etc., all kinds of things he had seen and never seen before. Provocative tactics were used on him by these women.

Si Muqing remained unmoved, keeping his sword intent tightly in his mind. He silently wrote down those methods in preparation for compiling the techniques in the future.

The illusion changed again and again, becoming more and more real. There were also familiar faces and voices in it, familiar beautiful faces, and all kinds of charms that had never been seen before. Si Muqing's eyes changed, and there were more things in his purple eyes. Burning rage.

There was just a trace of anger, but it was like fuel poured on him, rapidly expanding in his heart, trying to burn out all his reason.

The cold sword intent was as fast as a storm, and many illusions were shattered, but more illusions appeared.

The voice as thin as a mosquito fly repeated in Si Muqing's ears, over and over again, telling their resentment, their jealousy, their madness, they cursed Si Muqing viciously, and they put their own The evil was revealed through the illusion, stimulating Si Muqing's thoughts.

"Pathetic!" Si Muqing once again used his sword to shatter the illusion, "The incompetent can only comfort himself through this ridiculous illusion."

The desire, anger, possessiveness, and love in Si Muqing's heart were infinitely amplified, and the sea of ​​​​heart that had been suppressed by his sword intent boiled, trying to contaminate and taint his pure sword intent.

"Why are you judging us!" "How are you better than us!" "Look at what's in your mind!"

"So you use this ridiculous illusion to stimulate me!" Si Muqing's face turned frosty. "In this kind of plot, I usually substitute Prime Minister Cao, not the poor guy who lives next door, Lao Wang."

The fierce sword intention suddenly disappeared, and there was a storm coming. The Shepherd's Star Sword suddenly came out of its sheath. The cinnabar between Si Muqing's eyebrows shone brightly. The bloody world of killing slowly unfolded. The sword light suddenly burst out, and the sword intention locked at the core. The blow shattered the core of the illusion.

Countless miserable resentful souls suddenly dispersed like pear blossoms in the rain.

Si Muqing raised his left hand and the faint green traces penetrated deeply into his blood and emerged on his skin: "That's it."

"Haha!" In the joyful laughter, countless resentful ghosts were driven away by the sword. In Si Muqing's spiritual platform, his solid soul scanned the spiritual platform.

Countless dark green mist corroded the white spiritual platform.

"Rakshasa?" Si Muqing said to the masked woman across from him without any fluctuation in his voice.

The woman nodded, and a ferocious mask covered her face: "How did you do it? I clearly feel that the lust and evil thoughts hidden in your heart are swelling now, but you are so rational now, it is really a contradictory state."

The woman's voice was gentle and did not sound crazy at all. Instead, she sounded like a well-educated lady.

"Seeing one's nature clearly and wielding a sword without regrets are the basic requirements of my swordsmanship. It's not that we don't have emotions and desires, we just have a clear understanding of our own hearts." Si Muqing answered Rakshasa's question unhurriedly, Calm and confident.

"Senior, it would be ridiculous to expect these thoughts to overwhelm my will. However, some distracting thoughts can be swept away with one sword." Si Muqing said as the crystal clear and pure sword light fell. If the Milky Way falls in the sky, the so-called dark green The mist swelled: "Senior, why did you come to my spiritual platform?"

"I want to use your body to be reborn." Rakshasa said gently and gracefully, as if he was not saying something that would make people upset.

"I am a man." Si Muqing emphasized, "What are you going to do?"

"I don't care. I have personally destroyed the appearance that is most important to a woman." Rakshasa said, taking off his ferocious mask, revealing a cheek that seemed to have been burned by fire and cut by countless blades, and then described himself in detail Steps to seize a body: "What's going on with your soul? It's somewhat similar to our soul, but different at the same time."

The two of them asked and answered questions, and the atmosphere was so harmonious that they didn't look like life-or-death enemies.

Si Muqing answered the questions in his mind and asked: "Senior, have you thought about the consequences of failure?"

Rakshasa said calmly: "It's nothing more than death. I am trapped here as a tool for Shura to test his successor. I don't know how long it has been. Death is a kind of relief and sleep for me. For those who complain outside The same goes for Hun Li Gui."

"All the evildoers who come to the Killing City think that they have escaped the punishment of the law. However, after they die, they know that the real punishment will be endless after their death. Shura is the defender of order after all." Rakshasa Finally, I felt something.

"Senior, please give me some advice." Si Muqing was polite, his high-spirited sword intention was silent, and a pure white lightsaber was held in the hand of Si Muqing's soul.

"Your swordsmanship is different from what you showed before." Rakshasa folded his hands and covered his lower abdomen.

"Because the Great Zhoutian Qianyuan Star Fighting Taihe Sword is divided into two parts. The Great Zhoutian Star Fighting Sword means my understanding of the natural order of heaven and humanity, while the Qianyuan Taihe Sword only means myself. I am also a contradiction. People!" Si Muqing also sighed.

Invisible ripples spread in the spiritual platform, and his sword intent naturally filled the spiritual platform.

The silent undercurrent surged, and the clear and vague dragon's roar was hidden in the nothingness.

(End of this chapter)