Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 230 Dragon Soul
  In the vague and clear dragon roars, the sword intention in Si Muqing's hand extends. This is the residence of the soul. It is more idealistic here, and the sword intention, will, and spirit can all be embodied.

Rakshasa put on a ferocious mask, and the dark green energy turned into the shape of poisonous snakes and pounced on Si Muqing.

Si Muqing's pure and bright sword intent was like a slender and sharp needle hitting the bubble, and the dark green poisonous snake collapsed into pieces of mist.

Seeing the dragon in the field, Si Muqing struck out with his sword, and the true dragon's sword intent swept towards Rakshasa.

There was a hint of surprise in Rakshasa's dark green eyes: "If it were the original way, you might really be able to pass this eighth test, but now we are competing for the soul! The divine soul is undoubtedly stronger than the mortal soul, and you have no hope. , this is the gap in levels, even if you train your soul deliberately, the time is too short!"

Rakshasa is really regretful, but also really lucky. Si Muqing's soul may be stronger than hers when he comes back after a while. If he was tested in the original way ten thousand years ago, he can also pass the eighth test.

Thinking like this, Rakshasa became more and more ruthless, and layers of mist eroded Si Muqing's body.

Si Muqing used his two swords at the same time, working hard all day long, or leaping into the abyss. The sword intent squeezed and absorbed Si Muqing's soul power. Even a Rakshasa had to use his mental power several times to offset the sharp and sharp sword intent.

The war situation became increasingly unfavorable for Si Mu Qing, but Si Mu Qing was not discouraged at all. He looked for a glimmer of hope calmly and indifferently. The road is endless, and there must be a glimmer of hope in death. It just depends on whether you can catch it, not Hysterical curses and roars will only kill the last chance of life.

Under the pressure of Rakshasa, Si Muqing's sword intention became more and more pure, and the sword was focused as one, and he swung out the sword. There was a dragon in the sword of awe-inspiring control of the stars, and the light of the sword was like flames and lightning, exploding Luo Luo. Brake's defense.

"What a mysterious sword!" Rakshasa praised and increased his strength. After seeing Si Muqing's constant improvement, Rakshasa decided to solve it with one move and never give him any more time.

An illusory starry sky appeared in Si Muqing's mysterious purple eyes: "I understand." Si Muqing raised the corners of his lips and smiled with unparalleled elegance. It was the joy of asking questions, a kind of transparency The aura appeared on his body, just like a dusty pearl wiped away the dust, and the blooming brilliance illuminated thousands of mountains and rivers.

"The sword intention and the sword heart are refined to the extreme, and what they turn into is an immortal sword intention." After Si Muqing finished speaking, he wielded his most brilliant sword so far, the Great Zhou Tianxing Sword Fighter. Magnificent, broad, and all-encompassing, the Qianyuan Taihe Sword is indomitable, specialized and unique. At this moment, the two conflicting sword intentions are like the perfect integration of the yin and yang of the Tai Chi Diagram, and the pure and refined sword intention is sublimated. It becomes a pure white sword thought.

Under this sword, Rakshasa not only shattered the defense, but also the core, the important part of the soul.

But Rakshasa's ultimate move was also fully charged, and dark green beams of light exploded towards Si Muqing.

When the light beam was one foot away from Si Muqing, it was shaken into mist by the pure silver dragon scales that emerged. The real dragon that emerged was elegant and noble, with two wings and five claws on its back, sacred and majestic.

Si Muqing's soul turned into bits of golden light and melted into the real dragon. The stiff real dragon seemed to have been given the finishing touch. The silver dragon spirit roared up to the sky, and the dragon scales expanded angrily, and then closed. The pure silver scales were dyed with gold, and stars loomed under the scales. The multicolored halo of light flowed on the wings, and the ignorant spirituality in the eyes quickly transformed. For spiritual wisdom, the dragon's whiskers are floating and the stars are flying.

Rakshasa's eyes changed, and his voice was shrill and hoarse: "What exactly do you want to do?"

The real dragon's slender and flexible body stretched out, and its domineering energy stagnated in the void of the spiritual platform. The five claws and toes shone with the sharpness of a divine weapon. It probed for Rakshasa, and just one grab forced Rakshasa into a desperate situation, forcing him to use it as a last resort. A desperate move.

The sudden explosion of Rakshasa's divine power allowed Rakshasa to escape from the claws of the real dragon with difficulty. The real dragon leaped, its slender body ignored the order and rules, and suddenly appeared next to Rakshasa, its slender body coiled up, twisted and pressed.

The sound of broken bones resounded in the spiritual altar, and Rakshasa's intermittent voice sounded: "You are no longer human."

"You are a dragon!" Rakshasa said one word at a time.

"Thank you for the compliment." Si Muqing transformed from the form of a real dragon back into a human form. The pure gold scales turned into a supple golden robe, the silver threads were mixed into the black hair, and the indifferent and cold gaze in the sacred purple-gold dragon eyes looked down. Down.

"You're wrong. Not yet. I do have the idea of ​​transforming into a dragon, but this is beyond my expectation."

Si Muqing was sharp and unruly, with no respect for the gods at all. His sword intent was released, killing souls and destroying souls.

Dark green blood overflowed from the corner of Rakshasa's lips. She is a soul and has no blood. This is because the injuries in her soul have been unable to be suppressed: "Why do you, a human, want to be a beast?"

Rakshasa asked incomprehensibly. Dragon souls are completely different from human souls, but Si Muqing's soul had just been completely transformed into a dragon soul.

Si Muqing's cold eyes poked at Rakshasa: "What are beasts? If you belittle the Dragon Clan, aren't you also belittling the humans who are their enemies?"

"I don't think human beings are that noble." Si Muqing watched indifferently as Rakshasa secretly prepared the means of dying together, delaying as much time as possible.

Si Muqing's five fingers transformed into dragon claws, and the powerful force of the claws pulled out the Rakshasa's heart. The sword thought penetrated into the Rakshasa's soul, bang! The soul is destroyed.

The sword thought swept across the spiritual platform, seeping into the muscles and bones, expelling every trace of Rakshasa's evil power. The resentful spirits and ghosts besieging outside couldn't wait when the soaring sword intention came to the sword with an aura of destruction of all things. Escape from Si Muqing.

The vast sword thoughts filled the world, expelling all things, leaving only a world of swords, the sword domain.

"Why are you running!" Si Muqing whispered to these resentful souls. The Shepherd's Star Sword was unsheathed in the air, and he struck out of the air. The vast pure white sword thought shined brightly, and the various grievances of the resentful souls were like images under the crystal sword thought. The white snow exposed to the scorching sun disappeared, and with a stroke of the sword, it seemed that the unfathomable darkness opened up, pulling the resentful ghosts into the black hole.

At the highest point of the altar, Shura stood up and blurted out: "It was him fifteen years ago!"

There was a trace of confusion on Si Muqing's handsome face. Ever since he tapped the sword in his swordsmanship, this look had almost disappeared from his life. Now his state is a bit strange, and his soul has all been transformed into sword thoughts. , and then Jian Nian was swallowed by the Silver Dragon Spirit. Although the two merged, he easily defeated Rakshasa.

The Shepherd's Star Sword returned to its sheath automatically. Si Muqing stood up and walked towards the altar on the jade steps. Na'er must be able to give him an answer.

(End of this chapter)