Sword God

(A weak cry--for support)

"The sky is floating ... the sea of ​​clouds ..."

"Light and shadow ... light and shadow ... alternate ... disillusionment ..."

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, and the sun shines from the sky, penetrating the gaps between the clouds, as if the light of the heavens, is eternal and immortal.

The sea of ​​clouds was like the fog in Chen Zong's mind, and the light that day shattered the fog like that sword, and countless insights emerged.

"Light ... shadow ... they are interdependent ..."

"Tianguang ... Yunying ..."

Repeated practice insights, life-and-death fights, and accumulation again and again, and finally accumulated thick and thin, breaking the last trance.

A scorching sun leaped from the sea of ​​dark clouds, shining brightly.

Fulin came to his heart, Chen Zongyi sword waved, like a thorn like a chop, so casual, the strength of the body and the power of qi and blood immediately surged ... Erupted, penetrated into that sword as many as possible.

Spend all your life's splendor.

The treasure iron sword burst out with incredibly strong light, like the scorching sun that dazzles to the extreme, cannot be seen directly, flashes instantly, and turns into an extreme shadow. If you enter the air, the trajectory is difficult to distinguish, and then, as if The sky floats and the sea of ​​clouds alternately disillusion.

When the light and cloud shadows scattered away that day, a straight sword mark was added to the mountain wall in front, more than three meters long, and **** deep.

"Good power ..." Chen Zong was stunned, staring at the three-meter-long sword mark, drew in air conditioner: "The power of this sword is much better than Xiaocheng's realm. Perhaps, even Dachengzhi The spectroscopy of the environment is incomparable. "

There seemed to be a very certain voice in my heart telling myself that if I further perfected this sword, its power would be comparable to the extreme of the spectroscopic gliding swordsmanship.

"Is this ... the so-called true state?"

In addition to this, Chen Zong could not find other explanations, because he was very clear, and this sword that he had just waved was born from the residual shadow sword technique.

When the microcosm reaches the extreme, when the accumulation of cultivating enlightenment drops become thicker and thicker, when the coincidence sees the sky floating in light and clouds, all the precipitation erupts in an instant, as if the Excalibur cuts through the sky and crushes the haze Become transparent ... Epiphany!

At this point, I finally understood the words that Li Zhenshi said about the realm of the day.

"The realm of real secrets can indeed be regarded as a realm above the microcosmic realm, but it is not counted. If the image of the residual shadow swordsmanship is compared to a sword, and the entry is the most complete, it is the idea of ​​trying to get in touch with the sword, The realm borrows the sword from others for the time being, and the microcosm turns the sword into its own. "

Chen Zong's thoughts were transparent.

"Then the realm of secrets is to smelt that sword and add it to other precious materials and recast it, so that it fundamentally and truly belongs to you ..."

"No, that's not comprehensive enough."

"Besides that, the real secret realm is not only a representative of the superb realm, but also a brand new move, a secret technique ..."

"This sword ... was born out of afterimage swordsmanship ..."

"This sword ... is made by seeing the sky floating and the sea of ​​clouds ..."

"This sword ... is an intertwined interpretation of light and shadow ..."

"... So, this sword ... is called Tianguangyunyingjian ..."

"Secret? Tianguangyunyingjian!" Chen Zong smiled sincerely, and at the bottom of his heart, there was a heavy sense of unspeakable satisfaction.

Tiger force boxing, residual shadow swordsmanship, brushing willow swordsmanship, eagle fencing, lightning flash swordsmanship, eight true swords, small dragon hand, light swordsmanship ...

"The number of martial arts that I have cultivated should exceed that of my peers."

"But ... the sky light cloud shadow sword is my own, and my own martial arts ... my sword skills ..."

With a deep sense of accomplishment, Chen Zong took a deep breath and couldn't help laughing.

I am just a teenager under the age of seventeen, without pretending to be mature and pretending to be mature.

"The swordsmanship of building a base of martial arts to understand the real secrets is so powerful that it is comparable to the extreme level of human-grade subordinate martial arts. It is really terrible, but the consumption of power is too great."

Just before that sword, Chen Zong's physical strength and strength of blood and blood consumed 70% directly, and it was impossible to perform the second sword.

The overbearing power is accompanied by huge power consumption, which is not unacceptable. It can only be said that this sword of true secret cannot be used as an ordinary combat method, but is the strongest killing trick.

"The exertion of building base martial arts consumes physical strength ... The exertion of high-grade martial arts consumes the power of vitality and blood, the exertion of real world martial arts, and the physical and physical strength of both physical and mental consumption are really strange."

After running the real sword sky, the power of Qi and blood was restored. After waiting for the strength of the body to recover, Chen Zong clasped the hilt of his sword with his right hand, his sword lay in front of him, his eyes were fixed on the mountain wall, his mind was set aside, all thoughts were dispelled, his eyes Become extremely sharp.

Breathing becomes longer and longer, if any.

The mountain wind blew, whining, and when it came to Chen Zong's side, it seemed to be affected by the inexplicable breath, became soft, and gently brushed on his body, shaking his hair.

"scold!"

A low drink, as if coming from the distant sky, the right arm trembled, the long sword turned into a strong and unmatched light, flickered, the light disappeared, turned into a shadow, and turned into a shadow and light disillusioned, covering a few meters in front Range, unable to look straight.

As the light and shadow disappeared, the long sword entered the sheath, as if it had never been sheathed, but there was an extra straight sword mark on the mountain wall in front.

More than three meters long and **** deep, the strength of one body and the power of blood and blood once again consumed 80% and had to be restored again.

After the restoration, Chen Zong cast for the third time, and then resumed, and then performed again and again. One morning passed, and he wielded his sword more than ten times, and there were dozens of straight three-meter-long straight on the mountain wall. Sword marks crisscross.

Unknowingly, my understanding of Tianguangyunyingjian is deeper and more perfect.

On the twenty-first day when I came to the mountain wall stone room, there were fewer books that I hadn't read yet. Chen Zong would take part of the time every day to practice the Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword. The more he practiced, the more profound he realized, and gradually he grasped Control of power.

A sword waved, the light and shadow were disillusioned, leaving a straight three-meter sword mark on the mountain wall, one and a half fingers deep.

"The power of this sword is above the small component of light and shadow, but I don't know if it can be comparable to Dacheng's realm of light and shadow. The physical strength and the energy of blood are about 40% consumed."

Chen Zong didn't know whether the martial arts in the real secret realm had different grades, and whether there was any difference between the realm strength and strength. They could only determine its power, but it consisted of two aspects.

The first is to understand the essence of Tianguang Yunying Sword, which is the understanding of light and shadow, and then further improve the sword.

The second is how much power it consumes. The more power it consumes, the stronger the power of the Tianguang Yunying Sword, otherwise the weaker it is.

Understood in this way, there is no so-called upper limit for martial arts in the realm of mystery. It is a martial arts that can theoretically be infinitely promoted. Both the building-based martial arts and the grade martial arts have their limits. No matter how strong the cultivation is, it will also be bound.

After realizing this, Chen Zong was even more interested in Tianguangyun Shadow Sword, and also tried to enlighten several other swordsmanship, to see if he could be detached from the shadow swordsmanship and realize the real state of secrets. Unfortunately, No clue.

The realization is closely related to the accumulation and accumulation of the weekdays and the sudden opportunities. It is indispensable that Chen Zong does not force it.

Concentrated, his strength was mobilized, and then erupted. Chen Zong waved a sword at the mountain wall.

This sword is the sky light cloud shadow sword.

This sword imbued the strength of his body and vitality.

This sword is Chen Zong's strongest blow to try, to what extent the power has reached.

Light and shadow intersect, directly covering the five meters in front. After dissipating, Chen Zong's face was pale and panting, as if he was standing as hard as overstretched. Even after exhaustion, his eyes had a surprise that could not be masked.

I saw a straight sword mark over four meters in length and two and a half fingers across the mountain wall in front of me.

"I'm wondering if this kind of power can hurt the second-level substandard monsters?" Chen Zong secretly said.

The ordinary second-level subordinate monster is stronger than the ordinary Qiqi blood level seven-layer warrior, and the gap between Qiqi blood level seven and Qi blood level 60% is greater than Qi blood level six and Qi blood level five. The gap between the layers is even greater.

The monster has a strong physique, stronger defense, more vigorous vitality, and it is naturally more difficult to kill.

Without trying, Chen Zong is not good at judging. If he succeeds and exhausts himself, in case of encountering other monsters, there is only a dead end. If he fails, it is also a dead end. He is not so stupid to find his own way.

After the physical strength and vitality are restored, practice other swordsmanship.

Twenty-two days!

Twenty-third day!

Twenty-fourth day!

As time passes, there are few books left unread.

On the twenty-sixth day, there were only the last two books left unread. Chen Zong did not intend to undermine his customized plan ~ www.readwn.com ~ Tomorrow, read again.

In front of the cliff, Chen Zong practiced his sword.

Mirrorless!

The eight swords were turned into four, then two, and finally one, which was very strong. It was directly killed on the mountain wall, leaving a three-meter-long, one-and-a-half-thick, straight sword mark, the power of blood, Consume 60%,

This sword, splitting light without shadow, has more power than the Tianguang Cloud Shadow Sword, which is used to consume 40% of the body's strength and blood.

Close the sword into the sheath and cultivate the little dragon hand.

The palms of the palms slap out, the palms of the palms are fierce and overbearing, fierce, and they bombard the mountain walls, crushing the moss, leaving a plain palm print.

Over and over again, immediately, the last palm hit, the back trembled like a dragon, the power burst and passed, bombarded on the mountain wall, with a bang, the palm print was more depressed.

Little Dragon Dragon Dacheng Realm!

The twenty-seventh day!

After reading the last two books, Chen Zong gently put them back in place, stood in front of the bookshelf, and glanced slowly. All 132 contents of the books were memorized in his mind, which was very profound.

"It's time to go," said to himself, walked to the stone table, and looked at the five rolls of animal skin paper. Initially, Chen Zong decided to take it with him, but now he has changed his mind and put it here for now. It ’s safer to walk, after all, I ’m just a small blood-blooded warrior now, and I walked outside the stone room with my bag.

Outside the stone room, Chen Zong took off the black iron plate and looked at the mountain wall, which looked like a whole body, his eyes faint.

The longer you live, the more you don't want to leave, here is good.

Reading books, practicing swords, and looking at the scenery every day, life is very comfortable, and my mind is pure.

"But ... I still have a lot of work to do now, and I still have to be brave, and fight against the sword of the world ... The senior real dragon descending ... I will complete your request and say goodbye."