Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain

On the Martial Arts Field, a surging, heroic voice penetrated the darkness, and then, the heavy stride shook the earth, and with every vibration, a shock wave spread out from the field. Go, sweep the darkness, tear the ink-soaked world into countless cracks.

“Hey, want to break my Long River of Black Ink with trifling brute force? Wu Xu, you too underestimate the power of knowledge and civilization!”

In the dark, Scholar Three Rivers sneered, more ink dropping from the sky, wrapping the Martial Arts Field airtight. Although Wu Xu’s Wind-thunder God Body has the power to shake the earth and earth, it is restrained tighter and tighter by the Long River of Black Ink that overcomes strength with softness.

This Long River of Black Ink is the result of a lifetime effort of Scholar Three Rivers. It not only possesses the water element that overcomes strength by softness, but also the meaning of ink as the carrier of knowledge, symbolizing the eternal inheritance spirit of cultivator civilization. The most is endless, trying to break it with brute force, it is as difficult as heavenly ascension.

However, Scholar Three Rivers’s complexion has also changed slightly. Fortunately, he did not support it when he was on the battlefield. He suppressed his own power to the extent that it was infinitely close to Nascent Soul. Only then can the Long River of Black Ink’s thirty percent formidable power be played barely…otherwise, the long river would have been broken by Wu Xu just now.

Even if Long River of Black Ink is good at overcoming strength with softness, it has its limits. And Wu Xu’s Wind-thunder God Body has been infinitely close to the limit of Scholar Three Rivers, the strength is simply unimaginable!

If he showed such power as soon as he came up…then Long River of Black Ink would never have a chance to activate. Scholar Three Rivers couldn’t help but be grateful that he finally took the lead, otherwise this competition might really fall in the sewer, but fortunately, the outcome is determined.

“roar! ”

Daoist Master Wu Xu roared again, the sound was rolling, but he was quickly disguised in the black scene.

“Don’t waste your energy, Fellow Daoist Wu Xu, open your mouth so big, be careful to swallow the ink too.”

tone barely fell, from Wu Xu’s roar stopped abruptly . So much so that Scholar Three Rivers was taken aback: so obedient?

But at the next moment, Scholar Three Rivers was surprised to find that Daoist Master Wu Xu opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and sucked in the ink around his body!

“You are crazy…damn it!”

Scholar Three Rivers guessed the other party’s intentions in an instant, he wanted to crack Long River of Black Ink with this move!

The whimsical move actually hit the fate of Scholar Three Rivers… This Long River of Black Ink is the Soul Formation Daoist Master’s method, refined by Gold Core Realm, naturally there will be Serious flaw-insufficient amount of ink!

The general sight of this surging long river is actually that Scholar Three Rivers uses the characteristic of the endless cycle of water to construct a reincarnation array so that the ink can be continuously recycled. In fact, he didn’t use much ink at a time, but tens of millions of catties that’s all.

For mortals, this is an unimaginable amount, but when it comes to Gold Core Realm’s cultivator, it couldn’t be easier to find a way to hold tens of millions of catties of ink. Especially the cultivator who is good at body refinement, Fleshy body contains countless mysterious methods, and the technology of storing large quantities of materials in the abdomen for emergency needs is not new.

The Daoist Master Wu Xu is precisely a body refinement expert. He took a deep breath like a long whale, and directly sucked up nearly half of the ink of Scholar Three Rivers. For a while, even with the blessing of the reincarnation formation, Long River of Black Ink suddenly stopped. The darkness that wraps the Martial Arts Field round and round is full of loopholes.

So the people off the court finally saw the situation inside the court. A burly giant with several feet tall stood on the ground, with his mouth wide open, sucking all around the ink, tens of thousands of catties. , Hundreds of thousands of ink was swallowed into his abdomen, but the muscular and firm abdomen was only slightly bulging, it seemed easy!

Although there is only Gold Core Realm, the heroic courage demonstrated by this robust man, as well as the massive amount of whales Long River of Black Ink’s, are thrilling. Many Nascent Soul Soul Formation off the court are also moved. !

“What a Wind-thunder God Body! No wonder he was known as Gold Core invincible for a while when he was young… If it hadn’t been for an accident that caused his lifelong hopelessness of Nascent Soul, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance today is the most powerful house. In the middle of the game, when there is him!”

“However, Daoist Master Wu Xu before the game was just a dying old man…Why is it so youthful now and back to Peak?”

“Because of the song that those little girls sang?”

“This is the only possibility…it’s really strange. Although the song is sweet, it won’t make People are like coming back to life, right?”

“Not necessarily, you can’t feel mysterious, because the singing is not facing the outside, what we hear is only the aftermath that’s all.”

Daoist Although the duel between Master Wu Xu and Scholar Three Rivers is not over yet, it has already attracted off-court discussions spiritedly.

No matter from which aspect, the old and weak Daoist Master Wu Xu has no chance of winning against the Scholar Three Rivers, who is known for his various methods. The first half of the battle is also confirmed. People’s guess. Daoist Master Wu Xu, who is only reluctant to accept his old age, has an old body and can no longer hit the thunderbolt punch of strong wind scattering the last clouds. The defeat under the Long River of Black Ink package of Daoist Three Rivers is set.

But at this time, off-site singing magically awakened the long-lost vitality of Daoist Master Wu Xu, and even restored him to Peak in a short period of time, breaking it forcibly with Wind-thunder God Body Long River of Black Ink ……

Is this Wang Lu’s way of winning? Boosting the court with off-court power is really a wonderful move. According to the rules of competition, outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the competition, but keep it up cheering is obviously not prohibited. It’s just that no one had thought that the effect of keep it up would be so good!

For the insiders, the shocking effect brought about by this heaven shaking transition is only stronger. Scholar Three Rivers sighed helplessly: “I missed my decision, I didn’t think there was such an off-board trick. I knew that, at least I should add some condiments to the ink.”

At this time, Daoist Master Wu Xu has completely drunk Long River of Black Ink from Scholar Three Rivers, his abdomen bulges high and his face is red, but he still looks comfortable.

“Then do you plan to concede defeat, and you will die?”

With the return of youth, Daoist Master Wu Xu’s temperament has become very different.

Scholar Three Rivers’ complexion sank: “Don’t be happy too early. I just made a mistake in this battle, but I am far from losing! You have the power to swallow a tiger, but you may swallow it. Get down my Long River of Epic Poetry!?”

While speaking, Scholar Three Rivers flicked his wrist, countless scrolls pouring out from his sleeves, flying quickly in midair, and the pages of the book kept turning, Thousands of absolutely scenes emerge from the projection.

People saw that monsters raged on the vast land, loss of life, and a group of bloody cultivators, backed by the setting sun, resolutely launched a repeat to the monster army. People saw that a cultivator with white hair and youthful face worked hard beside the pill furnace, refining the artificial spirit root walking the heavens-defying road to create a core. People have seen…

People have seen a department of epic poetry. The history of cultivators tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years is condensed in these tens of millions of books and classics, becoming Scholar The source of power for Three Rivers.

Although limited by the Gold Core Realm, the Long River of Epic Poetry by Scholar Three Rivers is far from being able to compare with the real “Immortal Way epic poetry”, but it is by no means a brute force to defeat.

Wu Xu held the lantern in front of him with a solemn expression and removed his brute force. The spiritual treasure inherited from sect was his only hope, but faced with a Soul Formation Daoist Master’s Life Source Spiritual Treasure, he There is really no certainty.

“You can break my long river, Daoist Master Wu Xu, you are proud of your record. Fellow Daoist Wang Lu, your cheerleader plan has really worked out. Unfortunately, this battle, I don’t care. How don’t you want to lose?”

Scholar Three Rivers finished speaking, suddenly took out a book from the sea of ​​books above his head, read it aloud, and suddenly there appeared on Martial Arts Field a silhouette of heroes who had been active in epic poetry. . Even though it is only the projection of spell… the hero who once ruled the world still brings a thrilling and powerful power.

Daoist Master Wu Xu’s complexion was still, but his left leg couldn’t help bend, and one-knee kneels fell to the ground.

At the same time, Wang Lu snapped his fingers to the Master.

“Flip the cards.”

Scholar Three Rivers is a little bit more powerful than expected, even though Daoist Master Wu Xu exerts his power to the extreme, it still does something not up to par. Relying on the positive motivation of cheerleaders is hardly effective.

So, it’s the turn of negative incentives.

“ha ha, I have been waiting for you for a long time.” Wang Wu laughed, also a snap, “Elder Sister Miao Yan, please let our rookie come on stage.”

“Ai, don’t regret it.”

In midair, Daoist Master Miao Yan’s helpless voice sounded, and then a teleportation array of four elephants and gossip lights up in midair, and a burly silhouette slowed down in midair. Slow molding.

From the silhouette of the figure, someone soon recognized the identity of the person.

“Hey, isn’t that the King of Myriad Beasts who just gave up, why did he come back?”

“This is the teleportation array opened from the Shengjing Immortal Gate, is he already Go to the beauty pageant to report to the aisle? Ha ha, I don’t know what kind of hardship I have experienced.”

“Yes, it’s really curious…Uh.”

Martial Under the Arts Field, noisy discussions stopped abruptly.

Because the teleportation array has finished teleportation, King of Myriad Beasts has fully shown his figure. It was already so burly and thick, and the muscles seemed to burst. It’s just that the clothes and dressing are quite different from the time they go.

Pink animal skin skirt, furry fluffy cotton boots, two cat-claw shapes, large exaggerated gloves, a pair of cat earrings on the top of the head… The way it is worn on the body of King of Myriad Beasts is in contrast to the temperament of King of Myriad Beasts.

Besides Martial Arts Field, absolute silence, people look at this horrifying look, no one can say a word.

Even the two people who were about to end the battle on the field were involuntarily robbed of attention. Scholar Three Rivers almost went away and interrupted the epic poetry reading.

Fortunately, he still controlled himself…otherwise this would be blasphemy of epic poetry, the magical power backlash up, the first thing that the epic poetry hero from projection does is to turn around and cure him of blasphemy!

However, next moment, a stronger blow came down.

I saw the King of Myriad Beasts trembling all over his body, and his heart seemed to be at war between heaven and man. But with Wang Wu’s sneer, he finally made up his mind.

“Scholar Three Rivers, keep it up!”

The keep it up sound like a rolling thunder makes the situation on the court almost stagnant, and everyone looks at King dumbfounded. of Myriad Beasts. The pink-dressed robust man was trying to pinch his throat and shouted in as high a voice as possible.

“Scholar Three Rivers……!”

Three Rivers trembled all over, although his mouth was still chanting epic poetry, he was already desperately roaring in his heart: “Shut up and shut up. Shut up!”

“Three Rivers, I will always keep it up for you!”

“If you can’t listen, you can’t see, you can’t think, you can’t listen, you can’t watch, you can’t think…”

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“Three Rivers, I will always love you!”

“Love you paralysis, love you paralysis, love you paralysis.”

Finally, King of Myriad Beasts uses The hands of the cat’s claw gloves drew a crooked heart shape on the chest.

“Three Rivers, I am your…cute animal eared girl!”

“Go to your paralysis, let me go!”

Scholar Three Rivers His eyes were red, and he tore the epic poetry volume in his hand in half!