Thousands of bloody lights appeared behind Ding Xiaoyi, and the bloody light turned into a rich blood evil and surged towards him.
He dragged the endless blood evil breath away from the palace, and his figure quickly shot into the void.
And the imperial palace, the imperial capital, and the earth began to become distorted at that moment. Ding Xiaoyi naturally wouldn't care about this, because his eyes were filled with endless murderous and demonic intent.
His body shot into the void, and a stone gate appeared in the void, and his figure shuttled through the stone gate.
"Bang, bang, bang." The space behind him suddenly began to collapse, and the space quickly turned into nothingness.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure once again appeared in the gloomy Sword Demon Mountain, and he returned to the rugged mountain road.
"You have finally become a demon. The road to the sword demon is thorny and bumpy, are you ready?" Just when Ding Xiaoyi appeared on the rugged mountain road, a voice sounded.
Ding Xiaoyi ignored the voice, and the demonic energy in his body roared into his body like turbulent waves.
Feeling the majestic demonic energy, Ding Xiaoyi walked towards the mountain road step by step. The rugged mountain road was just like the difficult path of spiritual practice. Ding Xiaoyi was fearless and had no waves in his heart.
Ahead, a row of stone steps appeared amid the demonic aura. There were only five short stone steps, but Ding Xiaoyi felt that the stone steps were like a chasm, which made him feel shuddering.
All around were the endless demonic energy and the bloody aura. He was in the endless demonic aura, and the demonic aura turned into billowing river water and surged into his body.
At this time, his sword intent roared, but he did not expect that his sword intent could actually merge with the demonic energy.
Even though he had the Yin-Yang Samsara Eye, he could not purify the demonic energy integrated into his sword intention. This is the way of the sword demon, a supreme sword spirit.
If he wants to purify the demonic energy fused in his sword intention, he will have to break through to the realm of Heavenly Dao.
But the realm of Taoism is as high as the sky to him. He is still just a sword cultivator in the mortal realm. He still has to break through the immortal realm, the divine realm and the holy realm. There is a difference of three realms in cultivation.
Looking at the steps filled with evil spirit, Ding Xiaoyi stepped on them without thinking. As soon as his figure entered the steps, he felt a chilling aura coming towards him.
The chilling aura made his heart tremble. Then, he saw several figures in black robes standing around him.
This was a dark space filled with demonic energy, with several figures surrounding him. Ding Xiaoyi looked coldly at the group of people in ink robes with distorted faces. He still couldn't see clearly the faces of those ink robes.
As he stepped onto the steps and entered the space, the figures in black robes just looked at him coldly.
"This is the second level of sword and demon test. Would you like to start the test?" A figure in black robe made a hoarse voice.
Ding Xiaoyi was startled. Is this the second level of test? There were nine tests in total, and this was already the second level of test, but he didn't care.
"Let's start!" Ding Xiaoyi just said coldly. "Since you want to start, let's start.
"A man in black robe said evilly to Ding Xiaoyi. After saying that, the changing faces of the black-robed men froze.
Sure enough, when Ding Xiaoyi looked at the black-robed figures with faces exactly like his own, there was no emotion on his face.
"Behead me, this level of test is called behead me," a man in black robe said coldly to Ding Xiaoyi.
After saying that, the men in black robes spread out and surrounded Ding Xiaoyi. And each person holds a different long sword in his hand.
Every man in black robe who looks exactly like him has a different temperament. There is a kind temperament, a confident temperament, a hateful temperament, and an optimistic temperament. In short, all the temperaments of Ding Xiaoyi's character are presented to him one by one.
Looking at this group of men in black robes with different temperaments, Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath. The sword gleam in his hand rose sharply, and the sword gleam in the hands of several men in black robes that looked exactly like him also rose sharply.
A few quarters of an hour later, Ding Xiaoyi stepped onto the steps with his whole body covered in sword wounds. Thinking of himself who he killed in that space, he still couldn't calm down for a long time.
He has become possessed, and the second level of test is to kill his positive self. In the end, although he killed himself in front of him, he suffered a lot of injuries.
His whole body was already riddled with holes, and the wounds on his body were even more shocking. This was a very sad experience, and it was also the greatest torture for him both physically and mentally.
To kill me is to kill the front self, and this process is also extremely painful. After this level, Ding Xiaoyi felt an unprecedented sense of relief, which was a sense of relief in his heart.
He didn't feel any guilt in his heart. After he looked at the dim sword-demon path, he stepped on the steps, and his figure was already immersed in the hazy gray atmosphere.
The first level is to be possessed by a demon, and the second level is to kill me, so what is the third level? Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but wonder secretly as he stepped on the path of the sword demon.
When his figure came to another set of steps, he knew that he had entered the third level of the test again, and he kicked up the steps without thinking.
As soon as he stepped onto the steps, he appeared in front of a magnificent palace filled with immortal light. He looked at the palace with the fairy light shining, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder, is this the fairy?
He pushed open the palace door and walked directly in. I saw two rows of old men standing in the palace, surrounded by fairy lights. They gave me the feeling that these old men were like gods.
He knew that the realm of immortals and divine beings were not the same thing as true immortals. Immortals are immortals, the realm of immortals is the realm of immortals, gods are gods, and the realm of divine realms is the realm of divine realms.
When Ding Xiaoyi's figure appeared in the splendid palace, the several old men surrounded by fairy lights all set their eyes on him.
Every old man's body exudes various kinds of immortal brilliance, and supreme pressure arises spontaneously. Is this an immortal? Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but wonder to himself.
"Another sword demon is here. Let us slay the demons and protect the right path." An old man sitting high in the palace scolded Ding Xiaoyi in a cold voice.
Hearing the scolding of the old man sitting high above the palace, the other old men all displayed the seven-colored fairy light, and the seven-colored fairy light shrouded Ding Xiaoyi.
The colorful fairy light came down, and Ding Xiaoyi's body was instantly imprisoned. His face darkened slightly. These fairy-like old men imprisoned him without any hesitation, making him endlessly angry.
"Sword Demon, what is a demon?" Ding Xiaoyi asked disdainfully to those fairy-like old men. "The devil is the evil devil, the devil is the evil way, and you have become a devil.
"An old man waved his sleeves, and the fairy light surged toward Ding Xiaoyi. The sword intent in his body felt waves of threats rising.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi's whole body was exuding endless demonic energy. The demonic energy merged with his sword intention, and he was like a real demon god descending.
"This is the devil, are you too arbitrary?" Ding Xiaoyi shouted angrily. Following his angry rebuke, the demonic intent rose up like a volcano erupting.
"Bang, bang, bang", the fairy light lingering around him collapsed in an instant. "How dare you resist!
"A fairy-like old man angrily yelled at Ding Xiaoyi. "Why don't you dare!" Ding Xiaoyi smiled coldly, and the energy around him surged, and demonic intent surged out in awe.
Feeling Ding Xiaoyi's awe-inspiring demonic intent, the immortal elders gave a deep shout. Immediately, the celestial glow continued, rushing toward Ding Xiaoyi like a rushing river.
"Hiss...", Ding Xiaoyi waved the long sword in his hand, and billowing demonic energy swept out. He wanted to transform into a demon and kill these sanctimonious and immortal old men.
As his long sword stirred up the billowing demonic energy, the group of fairy-like old men swayed out the fairy light that filled the sky, and the fairy light hit Ding Xiaoyi with the suffocating fairy magic.
The immortal magic that fills the sky carries the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, and seems to be subduing him. "If you resist again, we will wipe you out.
"The old man sitting high above the palace shouted sharply. His voice exploded in Ding Xiaoyi's ears like spring thunder.
"I have a sword that can kill immortals, kill gods, and challenge demons with one sword!" A flash of inspiration flashed in Ding Xiaoyi's mind, and he saw the star energy in his sea of stars turned into billowing demonic energy and surged out.
He raised his long sword and swung it hard at the fairy-like old men. (Remember to bookmark it for next time reading!
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